Run Away J.M.

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Rose's pov

I twist the cap on the soda bottle, drinking a sip of it. I place it back on the dresser, watching Cinderella.

The bedroom door slowly opens, and I see Jack in his uniform. I smile up at him as he, walks to the closet.

He comes back out a few minutes later in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. I watch as he grabs a blanket and sits on the sofa next to the fireplace.

"Jack, I'll sleep on the couch if you want" I say, and I adjust myself on the backboard.

"I'm okay, Rose" He says with no emotion at all, laying down on the black couch.

"Can you at least come up here and finish the movie with me?" I ask him, as he turns to look at me.

"Sweetheart, I've had a long day," he sighs, running his hands through his hair, "I just need some rest" he says, and I frown.

"Come rest with me" I whine, and I here him laugh a little bit. He sits up, staring at me.

He shakes his head, standing up from off of the sofa. He crawls next to me, as I take another sip of the soda.

We sit in silence through the whole movie, our arms two inches apart from each other.

"I talked to Jason about you" he whispers, almost like he didn't want me to hear it. My body jumps as I listen to his words.

"What did you say?" I beg sitting on my legs next to him. He takes in a deep breath, and shakes his head.

"Please tell me!" I grab his hands, bringing them to my chest, "I just need to know how he is doing" I bite my lip as he looks away from me.

"I told him about how you asked about when he was coming back" he says, eyes locked to the television.

"What did h-he say?" I stutter, as I feel the tears brim my eyes. I try to hold them back as he watches the movie. He bites down on his lip as I stare at him.

"Nothing" he whispers and I furrow my eyebrows, looking up at him.

"What do you mean, Jack?" I ask him, sitting up from my position. I place my hands in my lap as he looks over at me.

"He didn't say anything back" He spits, his eyes finding his way back to the television.

I lay down under the covers, and cuddle into them.

"Thank you" I whisper as he sits there. I wipe another tear away, resting my head back on the pillow. I lay down under the covers, and cuddle into them. I feel the bed rise as he gets up from it and I turn to face him.

"Please come lay with me" I whisper, and I hear him stop moving. I feel the bed sink in once again, and him get under the covers.

Did Jason really not care that much not to say anything back to him? Why would he care, I'm just some little girl he kidnapped. He's Jason McCann, isn't even capable of feelings.

"Goodnight, Rose" he says simply and I turn around to face the other way from him.

"Goodnight, Jack" I whisper, wiping one last tear away before closing my eyes.

***

My eyes open to see the sun shining through the window and sit up. I pull myself up, and see a white note on the night stand. I walk over to it picking it up and reading it.

Dear Rose,

I had to go to work, you looked to comfortable for me to wake you up and tell you. Feel free to use the shower and some of my clothes. If you wanna use my car the keys are on the kitchen counter. I figured you would want to get out of the house. I'll be back around seven tonight. Make yourself at home.