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Chapter 12

I wake up and see Jackson sleeping on the foot of my bed. I get up quietly and press my foot to the cold floor. It creeks and Jackson turns but doesn't wake up. I slowly walk to the bathroom and wash up. I walk out and still see that Jackson is sleeping. Good. I go into the closet and look at the clothes infront of me. There are some sweatshirts and sweatpants, but the rest are actually really pretty. I find blue skinny jeans with rips in them, a white top, and a black cardigan. I put my hair in a side briad.

I walk out and Jackson is sitting up. "Hey." He says really tired. He stretches and gets up. "I will be right back. I'm going to my room." He gets up and leaves. I look out the window and look at the city. Where are we going today? Is Dion going to find us? All I want to do is see Max. I look at the buildings and the people outside. Jackson comes back in the room with a black varsity jacket and blue jeans. "Ready?" He says.

I walk over to him and say "Ya." Before he opens the door he says "We have to be careful. when I walked into my room I saw Dion coming around the corner." I nod my head and we walk out. Jakcon and I walk down the stairs casually. We walk past a couple of people and Jakcson says hi. When we reach the front doors I dont even look back. I want to get out of here as fast as I can. When we walk outside, I feel the cold air on my skin. I inhale and then look at Jackson. He has a big smile on his face. Then I exhale.

Jackson and I walk for a little around town and he says "What do you want to do?" I shove my hands in my pockets and say "I dont know." We walk for a little while, and then Jackson laughs and shoves me. "What?" I ask. I look at him and he is smiling. "Maybe we can get a tattoo!" I laugh and say "No. You can, but I'm not."

"But why?" He whines like a 4 year old. A couple of people look at us. "Jackson." He grabs my wrist and says "Were going." Then he starts running. I cant get out of his grip and I cant breathe. "Jackson!" Then he stops. "Lets talk about this for a second." I say "What are you planning on getting?" He doesnt let go of me. "Oh, I dont know." "You dont know!?" I almost scream. Even more people look at us. I walak over to a bench and sit down. "I am not moving until you find a good tattoo to put on your body forever."

He sits down next to me. I think of a few but I dont think they are good. Jackson said something about getting a small music note on his ankle. "Why would you want that?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders "I dont know." "Well think." I say back. He looks at me and I look away. I didnt think I was going to be sitting on a bench for a half an hour.

Jackson says "Can you please get a tattoo?" If I would get a tattoo I would want it to be small and meaning full. "Fine." I say to the ground. Jackson grabs my shoulders hard and screams "Really!?" I say "Shh! And yes. But it is going to be small." Jackson smiles and says "Thats fine. What were you going to get?" "I was thinking a small dandelion."

Jackson looks surprised "Where are you going to get it?" He gets closer. "I wanted to get it right next to my hip." Jackson smiles, which makes me smile. "Why do you want to get that?" He asks. "Well, I think dandelions symbolize the meaning of life."

Jackson says "Really? I didnt know that." "So...." I say. "What were you planing on getting?" "Well, if you really want to know, I wanted to get something that looks like someone or something ripped my ribcage open." While he is saying this he is pointing to his ribcage and pointing to where he wants everything. He explains the tattoo so perfectly. I look at him surprised "That's really cool." Jackson is still smiling. He grabs my wrist and says "Then what are we waiting for?!" He practically picks me up. I can see it in his eyes and face that he is excited. I am just nervous for the pain.

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When we walk in, a woman with tattoos and piercings greets us. "Hello, welcome to Elm Street Tattoos." I give Jackson the what-the-f*** look. And he gives me the same look back. I look behind the lady and a man with an eyebrow piercing and tattoos coming up his neck says "What are you guys looking for?" The woman turns around and says "Llyod! It was my turn!" Llyod smiles and walks towards us. I back up a little for some reason and Jackson catches me. Jackson says "Umm, I wanted to get a tattoo that looked like someone was ripping my ribs open. And she wanted to get a dandilion, right here." And he points to the spot next to his hip bone.