My smile has been locked away since I was five years old. I never thought that I would smile again after that day. But, it felt like Jax took that away. He made me smile again. He made me happy again. He made me... Whole again.
The next morning, I didn't wake up to the sweet smell of breakfast, but instead, I awoke to the sweet sound of Jax's soft voice.
"Ready to go?" Jax asked with a smile across his face.
It took me a minute to be able to speak, but after opening my eyes and stretching out, I finally was able to speak.
"Go where?" I mumbled, turning to face Jax.
"We're going for a walk."
I look out the window - the sun is barely shining.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"Seven."
"Its too early..." I groan and turn to the other side.
"Come on."
Jax picks me up and carries me downstairs.
As soon as he puts me down, I cross my arms and stare at him.
"What on earth are you doing?" I say.
"We are going for a walk." He smirks at me and grabs my hand, pulling me out the door.
We walked down a trail in the woods, listening to the sounds of all the birds and the wind whispering in our ears. At times, we would just stop and sit, saying not a single word.
"This is beautiful," I said, admiring the way the trees were dancing.
"You like it?" He asked, looking at me.
I nod and lean against him.
"Why are we out here?"
"I thought you would enjoy a little break," he answered, wrapping his arm around my waist.
As he pulled me close, I got a strange feeling in my stomach. It felt as if a thousand butterflies were swarming inside of me. For some reason, I didn't mind it.
I turned my chest to his and smiled.
"I don't need a break," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Really? Then I guess we could just go home..." He said with a smirk across his face.
"No. I like this."
We sat on the ground and admired the sunrise.
"Its beautiful," I said.
"I've seen prettier things." Jax looked at me with the cheesiest smile I've ever seen, and kisses my cheek.
I don't know why, but I froze in place and looked into his eyes. I leaned in and closed my eyes. Before I knew it, our lips were touching. I was confused at first. I didn't know what to think.
I gently pulled away, but our foreheads were still leaning against each other.
"Sora?" Jax whispered, "I think I love you."
I didn't know how to react. Who began as my enemy is now my love? How the hell did this even happen?
"I think I love you too."
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The next morning I woke up alone. I looked around the room but there was no sight of Jax. Maybe he's cooking breakfast? I thought, but I would've smelled it.
I went downstairs and looked around, but the house was empty.
After a while of looking inside and outside the entire house, I heard the creaking open and there he was - smiling from ear to ear.
"Jax!" I yelled, sprinting to hug him. "Where the hell were you?!"
"I just went out for a little bit. Jeez, did you miss me or something?" He said with a smirk on his face.
"What? No. I was just worried." I let go of him and sat on the ripped up couch in relief.
"I'm fine," Jax said as he sat beside me and put his arm around my shoulders. "Okay?"
I just nodded my head and leaned against him.
"You've been thinking about them again, haven't you?" He held my chin in a gentle, loving way.
"They're coming back. You said it yourself. It's not over. We still have to fight," I said, pulling myself onto his lap.
"You're right, but for now, let's just relax."
How could I relax? We could be dead any minute now, and he wants me to relax?
"Okay," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"No matter what happens, I'll always be with you. I promise."
I didn't want a promise. I was tired of promises and Jax knew that. I can tell he regretted it the moment he said it, so he kissed me to apologize. I opened my eyes and closed them again immediately.
"You okay?" Jax questioned.
"I can't see."
"What??"
I could hear Jax's voice slowly fade away, and everything was gone. I couldn't feel the rough feeling of the couch, I couldn't hear the sweet voice of Jax, and I see couldn't see Jax's sweet green eyes.
As I finally opened my eyes, it wasn't black, but I wasn't in Jax's house. I was in the city. As confused as ever, I began to walk around. I could hear again, but all I heard were police sirens - it sounded like home.
