A Broken Life

Chapter 17

Jackson agreed to try to accept my friendship with Tommie, and things have been going good. When Tommie got back last month, I think he was a bit surprised to find out Jackson and I patched things up. He seems to be okay with it though, and although I know the feelings he has for me, I just hope he understands my feelings and that won't change our friendship.

"Hurry Giselle, we're gonna be late." Thea calls out from the kitchen, and I grab my phone ready to go. I check my phone to see a text from Jackson saying he's on his way, and should be here any minute.

A knock sounds from the door, and I rush to it. I open it to be greeted my Jackson wearing a black polo shirt, and navy blue jeans. His hair is styled nicely, not in his normal messy style. He looks handsome.

He scans my turquoise shirt with lace on the shoulders and jeans with converse, and I suddenly feel embarrassed in my choice of fashion today. "You look beautiful." He reaches for a hug, and we hug for a short moment, until Thea comes.

"Uh, uh, uh. No PDA, lets not forget you're the reason we're going to this young man." She glares and points at Jackson playfully, and he just smiles and rubs the back of his neck nervously.

We get into my aunt's black BMW M5 and Jackson and I sit in the back seat. I buckle up, then Jackson takes me in his arms and a hand rests on my stomach as we go take me to get an ultrasound.

The cold gel-like substance gets placed on my semi-flat belly, as Jackson and Aunt Thea sit next to me. "Well, it may be a bit too early to hear a heartbeat, so don't get your hopes up." The lady smiles politely, then places the transducer on my stomach and slowly moves across.

We waited in excruciating silence, and as I've finally accepted the fact of not yet hearing my baby's heartbeat a faint sound is heard from the machine. I look to Jackson wide eyed, and his face lights up like a Christmas tree.

"There's the heartbeat." The lady smiles, and Thea starts to tear up. I hold back my own emotions, and my eyes stay fixed on Jackson. He smiles, and grabs my hand. His gaze was like he only saw me in this world, and he wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here.

When we got home, Tommie was sitting on my porch. We step out of the car and as Tommie bolts up to greet me, Jackson puts his arm around me possessively. I look at Jackson to only see him smirking, and I roll my eyes walking towards Tommie.

I gently pull out of Jackson's grip to say hi to Tommie. Tommie gives me a small hug, then Jackson's arm returns to its' place around me. I mentally roll my eyes but let it slide as we all walk inside.

Tommy's P.O.V

Seeing his arms around her really hurt. My feelings towards her are so confusing, sometimes I feel like I'm just her friend, and I try to keep it at that, but at other times I know I still have a crush on her.

I've liked her since seventh grade, but she was always the smart nerdy girl, and I was the dumbass who was only known for starting fights. Then high school came and she was the even prettier and smarter girl, and I was only known as the guy who threw the parties. I'd always hoped she would come to one of the parties, but then I just gave up on her. To know she was willing to give me a chance made me ecstatic, but now that Jackson's back in the picture it'll never happen.

Sitting on the couch now watching The Song, Iz is asleep. Her legs are draped over mine, and her head is resting on Jackson. As the movie rolls to an end, I look over to see Jackson gazing at Giselle with so much adoration, love, and pride. Jealousy hits me, but as I look at Giselle's sleeping face it instantly fades. Yes, I love her. But I think the love I have for Giselle is nothing compared to what Jackson feels for her. I think the love I feel is completely different, and I'm okay with that.