The Resident

The End Of The End

Jackson was fine. 

He had been drugged multiple times but he managed to get through and that was what was important to you. 

'This is the only time I'll be watching animations'.

Jackson grumbled as he ate some jelly, 'Jesus, this jelly is good, I might break my leg to get more of these'.
You roll your eyes, 'just look at the brand you idiot', you poke the jelly container and he scrunches his nose, 'whatever, you want some?'
You open your mouth and Jackson feeds you the jelly, 'oh Jesus, this is actually good, what's the brand?' You take the wrapping paper, 'oh, I don't know this but I'd say they sell this in the supermarket or something'.
You throw the packaging in the bin and look back at the television but only for a few moments when Jackson touches your hand, 'hey', you look him straight in the eyes, 'what's up?'
You could tell that he was nervous, his right eye would always twitch.

'Look I- I'm still going to France after I recover'.

Your stomach dropped.

You had forgotten about his plan for a new life, 'oh okay', you return your attention back to the television but Jackson grabs your attention once again.

'Look... Back then? I wasn't being faithful, and I know what I did was wrong... But... I do miss you, I've always had'.

You couldn't help but smile, 'I missed you too', the memory of John Wick and the intimate session you had with him was gone in a flash.

'Did you... Want to move to France with me?'

The question slapped you in the face and you were speechless for a few moments before smiling, 'oh my- are you serious?'
Jackson couldn't tell if you were happy, 'I mean, there's artists there and I know of a place that can help you-', you engulf him in a hug, 'yes!'
Before all of this happened, you would've told Jackson to go fuck himself, but now?.. After what you had gone through with him? You wanted to keep him close and hold him. 

France, here we come.