Jax's POV
I was excited about going to Matt's wedding. It was the first wedding I was going to and I was thrilled about it. I wasn't just thrilled I was going to a wedding; I was thrilled I was going to a friend's wedding. Matt wasn't mad at me even though I'd cut him out of my life. He still didn't know why, but he wanted me at his wedding. He'd given up on calling me, but he hadn't given up on me.
I was excited about seeing him. It was quite a change from how I'd been a month prior. My life had spiraled out of control to a point where I didn't want to live, but I'd managed to crawl out of that hole. I wasn't entirely out. I had a few fears, like the possibility of Digger not being found guilty on both the charges he had against him, but I had hope.
Orlando and dad were there with me. Orlando did unnecessary tests with me so I wouldn't feel alone and scared. He stayed up with me and held me in his arms when I felt down. I had the support of only two people, but it amounted to that of a million. I didn't feel alone, and that helped immensely.
Dad and I had a few more sessions with Dr. Stevens and those really helped both of us deal with Sally's death. All in all, I was feeling better in myself, enough to even enjoy my birthday. I hadn't celebrated my birthday at all the previous year and wasn't planning on celebrating it that year, but dad and Orlando thought otherwise. They organized a small party for me with just them as the guests. Orlando surprised me with breakfast in bed and cooked amazing lunch. Dad baked my birthday cake and they both sang a song for me. Even though it was short notice, Orlando bought me a beautiful black-plated stainless steel necklace with a small circular silver pendant encircling the 'A' from avengers. I loved it; even more that he realized I loved 'Avengers' without me telling him.
Sometimes I thought mom did the best thing by sending me to Rittertown. I'd been living in a zombie state in Longstate view. I found someone who made me smile and brought out the bubbly kid that had always been in me.
At that time he was putting on his shirt, looking at himself on the mirror. He wasn't the only one looking. I was looking at the hottest guy I'd ever set my eyes on. He'd rolled his shirtsleeves up already, exposing his caramel strong arms. The light-blue shirt he was wearing stood in contrast with his skin; bringing it out in all its beautiful glory. It was a bit tight on him, defining his lean torso. I couldn't help but stare. The black chinos defined his butt.
He turned towards me.
"Whatchu staring at?"
"The finest specimen on earth," I said with a wink.
He chuckled. "That's my line."
He was right. Complimenting me was something he liked doing. We could be lying on the couch watching some series and he'd randomly say how beautiful I was, or we could be making lunch and he'd tell me he was the luckiest guy on earth. Sometimes he'd just stare lovingly with no words. I won't lie, I liked it. It felt good to be complimented in a loving way. Digger complimented me, but his words were so crude they made me shiver.
"I'm only telling you the truth," I said with a shrug.
Orlando and I were getting ready for the wedding. Matt and Wendell had opted for a 3pm start-time wedding. I was glad. I wasn't a morning person and after having snuck into Orlando's room the previous night, I didn't fancy having to wake up early. It was just way too cozy.
Dad had agreed to lend us his car for the trip. Crescendo was between Longstate view and Rittertown, so the drive was approximately thirty minutes. We had to leave soon if we were going to make it on time.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yeah," Orlando replied with a smile. "Wait, wait," he said walking rapidly towards me. He grabbed my burgundy shirt collar slightly and looked down at me.
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General Fiction[COMPLETE] Jackson "Jax" Wyatt is haunted by a mistake he committed in the past and broken and bruised by his parents' ignorance. His anxieties prevent him from interacting with people. They only worsen when he's forced to move to a new town. Orland...