She handed him a few red flowers, symbolizing love. Mark took the que and left the two alone.
Jackson rubbed the back of his neck, smiling uncomfortably.
My eyes were clouding up, and they felt wet, but I continued to watch.
The rain was starting to fall again, like on the bus ride here. The girl smiled as the water touched her skin, and glistened in her hair.
Jackson seemed almost to like watching her embrace the moment.
I hate him! I told myself, but did my heart follow. Of course not!
There was liquid that had dripped onto my hand which rested on my lap.
Jackson looked to my was, sub-consciously. I couldn't tell if he noticed me, but I closed the curtain before I could see his reaction.
Turning away, I realized the water that had fallen onto my eyes were my tears. Why am I crying?
What's the point?
Your tears never bring you anything but pain!
The thoughts just made it worse.
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ɴᴏꜱᴛᴀʟɢɪᴄ // ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ ᴡᴀɴɢ
Fanfiction"Look y/n, I'm not who I used to be, so just leave" no don't I l-love you Jackson... But the words never let my mouth. My best friend, or so I thought. My former best friend now. SHORT STORY GENDER NEUTRAL Started:14/5/2020 Finished: NOT YET
