I'm like you

Jack looks peaceful when he's behind the bar. He moves as swiftly as a vampire and as graceful as a ballerina. Everyone that he's survived tonight has seemed to love him. The guy I was supposed to meet here left a little bit ago, I stayed to finish my drink. Thought that was just an excuse to keep watching Jack. He's talking to a costume now, a guy, he looks about my age maybe older, 21. The guy puts his hand on Jacks and and says something that I'm pretty sure is flirting. Jack smile then lens in and whispers something into the guys ear, at which the guys face turns red. I look away blushing. What exactly did he say that made the guy that red? Why was he so close to him? I recognized this feeling as jealousy. But I refuse to be jealous over this guy. I down my drink and start to get up. But a hand around my wrist stops me

"Are you leaving."

Jack looks at me with sad eyes, and I wonder what I did to cause that.

"It's late."

"Drink with me, I'm going on break now "

"Um- you want me to drink with you."

"Yes."

I don't know why I chose to stay and drink, but I do. Maybe it's because I didn't have anything better to do. Or maybe it was to look in Jacks eyes, like they were pleading me to stay. Jack guides me behind the bar, to a door, that leads to a long narrow hallway. The hallway eventually gets bigger leading into a back room. The room has enough light the I can see where I'm going and what's in the room, but in a way it's still dark. There's a mini bar alongside the left wall. Booths and tables line the right wall. Jack gestures for me to sit at one of the booths. Jack goes behind the bar and grabs two win glasses and win, which looks to be expensive. I can take my eyes off him throughout this whole process.

"So, what have you been up to."

I look at Jack, eyebrows raised.

"You want to know what I've been up to. You act as if you and me are best friends, or have you forgotten about what you put me through in high school."

I look at Jack furiously. I want to slap that hot face of his, has he totally forgotten about how he basically tortured me in high school. Jack looks hurt by my words, I immediately feel guilty.

"Sorry that was rude of me to say."

"No, it's fine. Your right though. I don't really have a right to talk to you....I just want to tell you that I'm sorry... about all the stuff I did to you, back in high school...It wasn't right for me to do that stuff. I know it's know excuse, it's just that...I didn't know what was happening...I...I didn't want to be like you, so I took it out on you. I was jealous that you were so open and mad for being like you."

Jack is looking down and blushing so much I'm not sure that his face isn't instead of red.

"What, like me....You mean."

That's when it hit me. Jack was like me, Jack was like me. Jack was like me. I keep playing this in my hand. Until my eyes didn't get any wider.

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