I'm Crying Underwater (Sequel to I Can't See That You Truly Love Me)

"Hey, Victor!" The man opened his arms and smiled. I stood there, and suddenly felt smaller than i already was. This really couldn't be who was behind all of this, right?

"Jack..?" I questioned in disblief. Jack smiled widley and stood up. I watched as he made his way to my side, and playfully nudge me. I did nothing but stare.

"How are you, man?" I let my mouth drop, and turned to face him.

"Jack, I don't think I understand." Jack laughed lightly, and grabbed my shoulders. "Why are you called Barry?"

"I'm Jack Barakat man! Barry is short for Barakat! I think it fit quite well." Jack stated as a matter of factly. I furrowed my eyesbrows together and he cocked his head.

I suddenly felt my head begin to rush, and the room began to spin around my feet. I quickly gasped for air, but breathed in too much and became light headed.

"Jack I don't understand." I breathed. Jack tightened his gril on my shoulders, and I was glad I was still standing up right.

"Remember warped, two months ago?" I scoffed at his question. Of course I remember. He continued.

"And do you remember the little stunt you guys did when we were on show? Remember I came backstage with no pants because somebody had ripped them off? Also, how Zach and Alex almost fell through the floor?" I chuckled lightly, remembering the entire fiasco.

"Man, that was perfect, we got you good!" I stated proudly. Jack glared at me, and I quickly fell silent. I nodded my head in approval.

"Well, consider this payback." He let go of me, and laughed. I looked at him.

"What?" I spat.
"Victor Fuentes, All Time Low has finally beat you at your own game!" Jack cried. I grew frustrated.

"You're telling me, that this entire thing, was a set up?" I heard my voice hetting louder, but I didn't care. Jack smiled and nodded his head.

"Are you delusional, Jack? Seriously? You pick us off until you have us all, scaring us half to death, and then decide to tell us it's just a joke!? Screw you, Jack." I growled, and Jack looked away. He shuffled lightly.

"Well, maybe we went a little too far, but come on! How great was this prank?" My heart was pounding out of my chest.

"You know you guys killed Hayley, right?" Jack tensed up, and looked at me with wide eyes.

"What?" He whispered, and I cleared my throat. My heart was racing and my palms were beginning to sweat.

"Hayley is dead, the guy from the warehouse? He killed her." The room was an awful silence. Jack shook his head.

"We only mentioned him because we saw him asleep in the warehouse.. We don't actually know who he is." Jack mumbled, not looking at me. My heart skipped a beat, and I found myself relaxing at his words.

"So, you just mentioned him to scare us?" I asked, and Jack slowly nodded his head. I sighed and pulled him in for a hug.
"You didn't know, it's okay." I reassured him.

"I'm sorry about Hayley." He whispered, and I laughed quietly. I shook my head.

"It hasn't quite sinked in yet, but I'm fine." Jack pulled back and looked at me.

"Congratulations for you and Isabella, though. You took your time." I groaned, but couldn't help but smile at his comment.

"Wait a second, why is Tony playing up? And who is Tarren? And that girl?" I asked, pointing to Sarah. She smiled and waved. Jack laughed and walked back to his seat. He sat down and sighed.

"This is Sarah, she likes to be referred to as the 'band-whore'. Tarren is a mate of mine from back home." Jack scratched his head and frowned.

"What about Tony?" I asked, stunned that All Time Low had
a band whore.

"Um, we think he found some sort of drug, I don't really know about him.." Jack tralied off, and looked at me. I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"Where would he have found that?" I questioned. Jack sighed again.

"This is an underground club, man anything is possible." My eyes widened at his response, and I bit my lip.

"Does anybody know it's a joke? Why does everybody keep saying this is Paradise?" Jack chuckled at my ramble and shook his head.

"Tony found his way into the action, and I think that's when he took whatever he's on, because we found him crying alone at the bar. The clubs name is Paradise!" I cocked an eyebrow at Jack and slowly nodded my head in understandment.

"When are you going to tell the others?" I asked timidly. Jack quickly stood up and walke over towards the door. I turned around and watched him open it. He turned his head, and smiled.

"How about now?" He beamed.

Notes

Hands up who saw that coming?
(besides sarah because she helped come up with the idea because i had the worst writers blank in the entire world *cries*)

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(This story is so close to ending i think i might cry)