"I want to say something. Just not now."
I murmured and I know he heard me. "Don't you ever talk to me or look at me again" because he turned around right after and walked away. I was hurt and Jackson could tell.
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One year later.
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."Babe!" I yell to Jackson who again is asleep on the couch. He got mad at me again for getting yet another tattoo. " Stiles you are going to hate me but we are going back Scott is dying. "
I haven't heard that name in a year "fine" I don't know why but it made me mad but happy. "Let's go." Jackson grabs the bags and walks out the door. I followed...
Short I know I know but yall wanted and update so Bam. Get ready for the juiciness.