As I stepped into the vehicle, I could feel Jackson's eyes on burning my body. But suddenly I felt dizzy unable to keep my eyes open and all I herd was an " I'm sorry", his voice was slow and deep until I was finally unconscious.
* Dream/Flashback *
The water was warm and now I finally smelled of roses.
" Juliette!" Father screamed making me jump out of the wet tub only to be seen in a pink towel with extremely wet hair.
" Please do daddy a favor and please take care of Jackson", he said while smiling sympathetically
Its was my tenth birthday and a few hours before, everyone was playing outside, playing hide and go seek. While I hid with the boy I loved. I hid under the table afraid to get caught until Jackson came.
" You're so easy to find" , he chuckled.
" Shhh.." I whispered.
As I sat up Jackson pulled a golden locket out of hit pocket.
" Where did you get that?" I asked in astonishment.
" Don't worry" he smiled. As he put the necklace on my neck I could still remember of the way his breath smelled of mint, and how he smelled of chocolate.
" Julie, promise me that we will always be with each other? I promise ill protect you from the monsters", he said softly as I nodded in response.
Then we were found.
" Hey, be careful with my baby sister" My older brother Dylan pointed. The twins Molly and Max always held hands both with their blue eyes and ebony hair. Then their was Eddy and Isabelle, Eddy was older but but never stopped Molly from crushing on him terribly.
But those few hours were over, the jackson I knew had died that night. His blond hair was covered in ashes and his eyes turned from a soft brown to a dead black. His clothes were burned by smudges.
"Come on" I said softly as I helped him walk up the stairs to a the bathroom.
He didn't move and I undressed him up until his underwear. As I turned around to leave him to bathe, he pulled me into the warm water. I in a pink minnie mouse towel and him in his dark blue boxers.
He cried into my cold body until our fingers grew wrinkles. Then he was never the same again. The boy whom I truely vowed to love as I lived had died. In a bath tub in my house. It was my fault that he died because I could've saved him. But I didn't I just froze.
* this going to continue in the next chapter *
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