adventures of Jackson

little talks

Jenna's point of view
A couple of weeks has passed by and me and jackson have been getting along pretty well. Turns out we have a lot in common besides liking sam. We normally spend our weekends together down at the creek where I first woke up. He brings his keyboard and we lay under the cherry blossom tree singing songs together. I've started to have grown a strong liking for him, but I'm not sure that I can get over sam that fast.
Today was my lucky day, it was the day when I would be with my son again. Foster parents have been taking care of him and the results just now came that we're related, so he's mine now. Jackson agreed to come along with me to see him. Once Tyler was given back to me, all the dullness of the past few weeks turned into joy.
"He has your eyes you know." I was humbled when I realized it was Jackson talking. He placed my cheek in between his thumb and index finger and started grazing the rest of his fingers on my face. He looked straight into my eyes as if he was looking for something and stayed that way. It gave me a chance to notice how blue his were, but they weren't any blue, it was that color that makes you feel happy and you just want to paint the whole world with. Tension started again when Tyler began to cry again. Jackson claimed he could take care of it and left the room giggling at Tyler. Why was he so perfect? No matter how I felt, I could burry my head in his chest and all the worries in the world would go away, but how I missed Sam. I just want to leave him with something that's all.
I took Tyler to Jackson's house later that day and we all just chilled out for a while. Me and Jackson were snuggling on his bed and he was showing me all of his favorite songs. I was so close to him that I could hear his heartbeat. It increased when I pulled him closer to me and the calmed down again once we were all settled. It was soothing to hear him breathe, enough to rock me asleep.
My eyes were blinded when I opened them. There was a bright light coming through the window, it must be morning already. I looked at the foot of the bed and there he was, the man of pure perfection standing with my little prince wrapped around his neck. Jackson's hair was flying in all sorts of directions and his fair skin was even more pale. It was so cute to see him in the morning.
"Good morning." he said with a soft smile.
"Hey there." I must've been blushing and smiling like an idiot but that didn't matter.
"I was wondering, would you like to stay a while, like move in, you and Tyler?"
"I thought you'd never ask."