#jackson.

IT HAD BEEN A LONG DAY. sleepless night had turned into dull days and he found that his mood had soured. he didn't want to be comforted by lexie. especially when she was insinuating that she had been there for him. but she hadn't. not really anyway. " i played dumb but i always knew that you'd talk to him," it doesn't matter that mark was his mentor now. or that he had only gotten close to lexie in the first place at mark's request. but after real feelings had begun to emerge he found himself feeling like second best. as if he was competing with a shadow he couldn't quite see.

it had been long enough that the wound was not fresh but jackson had been picking at the scab and it still stung. any reserve of kindness he could have offered is less accessible to him. " ain't it funny how you ran to him the second that we called it quits? " in his gut he had known. lexie had known too but that didn't seem to make it hurt any less. @cagedpotential / s.c

“jackson.”