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*Flashback/ Dream*
The next week was full of "I'm sorry's" and fake weeping.
Jackson's parents both perished in the fire and my family took him in. But he was no longer himself. He now shared a room with my older brother and he would always tell me how Jackson was quiet always reading and listening to music. He never spoke to me as much anymore. He would just say "hello " and "how's you're day" it would always irritate me but i never said anything. I just muted him as he had done to me. When they rebuilt his house he moved back in with an aunt from somewhere in Europe. We never even said hello again. But u still loved him. That's right loved.
* end of flashback*

As I opened my eyes, my surroundings were foggy slowly clearing up one picture after another. The room was mine. My white silk bed sheets, the white walls covers with paintings of my mother and of nature, the open windows siding with the white transparent curtains. I could feel the breeze of the fresh air making me relax. Was it a dream?

" Oh finally you're awake" His voice was smooth, but eager to hide. He had just came into the room with a glass of water in his hands.

" Jackson what are you doing?" I asked.

" what do you mean? I brought you home Juliette" His voice was calm and collected, almost.

" Yea but how did you get in my house?" I studied him. His tall muscular body, his dirty blond curls his strong jaw bone tensing at the slightest question. The was his eyes grew darker by my curiosity, He's hiding something.
" Um...you know I still remember where you hide your keys " He said in a sigh while his hand fumbled through his golden locks.

" You're hiding something Jackson what is it? " I said cautiously while getting of the bed. Then I notice im wearing a silk lavender gown.
What the hell my head is spiraling and my curiosity almost evaporates.

" Wha...wha, when did you change my clothes? " I squeal. Then the tense position of his body renders and he laughs as if his once collapsing composure was restored just by one, small remark from me. I can feel my cheeks full of heat and my hands in fists at my side.

" Mmm..." He smirks. His dark eyes glowing in amusement almost laughing at my humane senses.

As he gets closer to my body I can already tell that i'm already losing. Im done losing his little game of chess. He's always winning me always thinking of him almost as if he's a song repeating constantly on my phone. I always wanna listen.
So I grab his shirt and push him onto the bed making him lose his calm and collected composure. I sit on his lap looking into his cautious and gaurded eyes. I take of the silk gown to be only shown in my white bra and underwear.

" Juliette?" His voice was shaky and uncertain.

" Im not going to loose to you this time " I growl. I push him back down and kiss his lips making my hunger for him, from all these years awaken.

" You've negleted me, I needed your touch, it drives me crazy. But ever then you hide, and push me away, but not anymore I promise you" I whispear into his mouth.

" I love you " He says while licking my lips.

" I'm sorry I've been an ass but believe me I do love you so much Julie you gotta believe me you have always been my goal, i just got a little sidetracked" his eyes gleamed with true sincerity. Too bad I didn't believe him.

I straddeled his lap causing him to moan. His hands gripping my wait making me moan next , fuck. When I see him smirking I grab his arms and hold his hands above his hands so he cant take control.
Then I get up. He looks up at me confused.

" I won" I open the door to see not my hallways but his. His house hallways. Then I run downstais.

" wait Juliette " I could hear him yell.

I get down stairs to see my house right across the street.

" What ?"

" I can explain " His voice was now for the first time filled with fear.