The Way He Looked At Her

I missed you..

  I sat on the toilet seat when it was down. Not knowing what to do. I want to hold him in my arms. Knowing this was real.

  I was so happy. So happy that the only good thing in my life is back. Back for hopefully a while. More then what he got when he got shot.

  I got up and started pacing. Still not knowing what to do. I kept saying stuff in my head about what I should say. I heard footsteps coming towards the door.

  I went in the shower hiding not knowing who it would it be. I opened the shower curtain. It was only to the point to that I could see them. They can't see me.

  I looked and realized that it was him. It was Jax. Peeing, that's not awkward. I tried not to cry tears of joy, but I failed.

  I think he heard me. As I heard his zipper on his pants zip back up. Then, he pulled the curtains and looked at me after he finished. He thought I was like just one of the hookers.

  He then realized it was me. He looked at me wide eyed. Then I looked up at him. I got up wiped my face.

  I held his cheek as I then realized I probably have make up on his face now. He held on to my cheek. We just looked at eachother with silents. I findlly said something a few minutes latter.

  " Jax?" I said looking right into his eyes. " Em? " He said looking into my eyes.

  I got out of the tub with his help. I hugged him as tight as I could. Not wanting to let go. " I missed you. "

  I said holding on to him. He chuckled and hugs me tight. " I missed you to Em. " He said holding on to me.

  " Don't leave me ever again. You hear me Jackson? " I said about to cry. " That won't ever happen.

  I'm never going to do that to you again for a long time. Yes I hear you Emma. " He said laughing. I laughed with him.