I bite my lip to try and hold back the tears that I've let fall way to many times. I know that Nikki will probably never speak to me again and that's what gets me more upset. It's my fault. I can't blame her if this is what she decides to do.

"Who the fuck does she think she is saying I don't really love you?" Jackson pulls at his hair, knocking over a trophy that sits on his dresser. He's angry, and upset and guilty. A bad combination. "She doesn't know anything!"

"Jackson..." I whisper, placing my hand on his chest, looking into his eyes. He seems to be so what more calm then a few seconds ago. "Do you really blame her? I mean you do have a history with sleeping around."

Jackson's forehead crinkles, his eyes switching between my own. "Do you believe I love you?"

"Jackson," I scowl.

"No," he pulls me to his chest, looking worried as he looks down at me. "Do you think I'm still the type to sleep around? That I'm not capable of love?"

"No, of course not," I glare at him. He growls and moves away from me, pacing across the floor.

"This is all just one big fucking mess," he grunts.

You can say that again.

I take a seat by his bed and pull my knees to my chest. This is just horrible.

Before I am able to say anything to calm my boyfriends nerves, the door bursts open, revealing a solemn Colten.

"What happened?" Jackson immediately questions his best friend, clearly distraught. I watch in anticipation as Colten leans against the wooden door with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Nothing," he says. Nothing? Nothing? That's all he has to tell us?

"What am I supposed to-" Jackson tries to ask, but of course Colten cuts him off.

"Leave her alone," he states hostile, making me wonder what has him all wound up. It's not like he's getting hurt by all this. 

"I can't just leave-"

"You said that about Brittni and look what happened," Colten angrily snarls, making me jump slightly. I've never seen Colten mad before. The question is; why is he?

"He's right," I finally admit, looking down at the floor. "It'll only make things worse if we try to talk to her so soon."

Jackson clenches his jaw, obviously not to keen on this.

"Fuck," he curses. "Fine."

I release a breath and look up at him. He's just as upset as me even thought he hides it quite well. That's his little sister, his best friend and now she may never want to talk to him again.

It's all my fault. If I wouldn't of came over here after finding out about Nathan and Brinley, we would've never had sex. None of this would've happened.

"I'll be surprised if she ever talks to me again," I mumble, trying not to pity myself, but sound like I am anyways.

"Same," Jackson sighs and goes to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I wish we would've done things differently," I lean my head against the bed, closing my eyes as thoughts of how she must feel fills my mind.

•••

"Are you sure we should be leaving her alone?" I question Jackson as we drive away from his house.

"She has Colten," he sighs. "I'm sure she doesn't want us there anyway."

I nod, nibbling on my lip.

We finally pull up to my house and I'm surprised to see my mothers car in the driveway. She doesn't usually work on the weekends, but she usually goes out to drink and sleep around.

"Your moms here," he mentions the obvious.

"She's probably passed out in her room," I sigh and hop out of the truck, walking with Jackson to the front door. Unlocking the slab, I push it open and am immediately crushed with the smell of cinnamon. "What the hell?"

Jackson looks as confused as me. I close the door and immediately my moms head peaks around the corner.

"I was wondering where you were?" My mom smiles and then her eyes shift to Jackson. I'm immediately on the fence as she drinks in his appearance.

"That's a first," I growl under my breath.

"Who is this?" She asks, biting her lip before looking my way.

My mother and I look very much alike. The same blonde hair and skinny body. We both have a round bottom and decent sized bust as well.

"He is none of your concern," I snap back. I've gone through enough this morning, I don't need anything to push me completely over the edge.

"Always the happy-go-lucky girl," she rolls her eyes playfully making me look at her weirdly. "I'm making some cinnamon rolls if you guys want to come in."

I want to say no, to cuss her out for things can be even remotely normal after my finding on her sleeping with my boyfriend. Fucking cougar.

I look at Jackson who has his jaw clenched while he watches my mom go back into the kitchen.

"We don't have to," I shake my head. I can't deny that having her baking makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Something every mother does makes me feel special. How messed up.

"It's up to you," he tries to smile down at me, but I see the hidden rage in his eyes.

I smile closed lip, and grab his hand, leading him into the kitchen where my mother is drizzling frosting onto the amazing looking biscuits.

"Where were you last night?" My mom asks, her attention purely focused on the delicacy.

"Out," I snippet. She doesn't need to know my whereabouts if I don't know her's.

"You're only sixteen, Brittni," my mother turns to us, placing the pan on a warmer. Scowling, trying to be a good mom that knows how her daughter is.

"You're never around so it doesn't really matter," I shrug. "I'm surprised you even remembered my age or name for that matter. Usually your intestines are drowning in booze."

"Brittni," she snaps. "I'm trying here and your not making a good scene in front of our guest."

"My guest," I correct her. "He's my guest not yours. I wouldn't have even brought him here if I knew you were home."

"What is your problem lately?" My mother furrows her eyebrows, making me angry.

Like she doesn't know.

I can see Jackson from the corner of my eyes clenching his fists, biting his tongue from saying anything.

"You know exactly what my problem is," I say through clenched teeth.

"No," she scowls. "I don't. Please enlighten me!"

"You act like sleeping with Nathan wasn't a big deal at all," I huff.

The paleness that takes over her face is evident. Her eyes daft from Colten back to me.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she denies.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" I taunt. "That my ex-boyfriend was fucking my forty-five year old mother!"

"Brittni!" She shouts, looking like she's going to faint any second. "You don't understand what you're talking about."

I roll my eyes. "He already told me, mother. I have to say I wasn't too surprised that you fûcked him because you pretty much do that with everyone that has legs!"

She even sleeps around with girls, I've seen a few of them leave the morning after. It's disgusting and physically makes me sick.

I don't remember the last words out of my mouth as my mothers palm smacks against my cheek. My head turns to the right, the pain bursting all the way up to my eyeballs.

"That's enough," Jackson growls at my mother, pulling me to his chest. "If I ever see you lay a hand on her again-"

"You'll what?" My mother taunts. "Call the cops? Go ahead, I'd rather be in jail than here with that ungrateful bitch."

"Your the bitch in this situation," Jackson fires back. My mother keeps cussing and yelling at us as we walk towards Jackson's truck. "And another word of advice, how about not fucking guys that could be your own child."

The truck starts up a minute later, Jackson gripping the leatherized wheel so hard, his knuckles turn white.

"Are you okay?" He strains, anger clouding his features.

"I'm fine." I try not to let the fact that my mom actually laid a hand on me get to my head. She's not worth it.

"I don't know where to go," Jackson groans, his patience wearing thin.

"Let's just park somewhere," I tell him, hoping I can check out this welt in a minute.

Jackson pulls into the parking lot of a park, turning the truck completely off before reaching over for me. I oblige his requests by climbing over the console and straddling his lap.

"Let me see," he says softly, removing my hand from my cheek. I can tell by the way his jaw clenched that it's bad.

"What does it look like?" I ask, worried.

"If I talk I'll fucking go back there and do something I'll regret." I know Jackson would never hurt a woman physically, but the threat is still clear so I lay my head on his chest instead.

The seat reclines slightly so I'm more comfortable. Jackson runs his hand up and down my back while trace invisible patterns over his shirt.

"Today has been truly fucked up," Jackson sighs, placing a kiss a top my head.

"It sure has," I breathe. Resting my chin on his chest, I look up at him. "I love you."

His lips tug up slightly. "I love you, so much. I'm sorry for all the shit I've been putting you through."

"You haven't done anything," I lift my head to look into his eyes.

"You say that now," he raises an eyebrow. "But two years from now, if Nikki ends up never talking to you again, you'll loathe me for it."

"Jackson," I whisper and play with the hair at the nape of his neck, brushing my nose against his slightly. "I love Nikki, but nothing could ever make me hate you. I'm in love with you so much it hurts."

"I love you," he brushes his lips against mine.

As much as I shouldn't want to kiss him after Nikki found out about us the need still burns in my body. I want nothing more than to press my lips to his, to feel his hands on my body.

"Show me," I whisper against his plump lips, his hands gripping my waist painfully.

With one last glance, Jackson presses his lips gently to mine. It's soft and gently and fragile, making me want more. I like this tempo, though. The way my mouth opens for his tongue, there caressing of each other.

It's a whole new feeling to me, and I know that all those guys I've ever said I loved doesn't compare to this. Maybe it's because Jackson and I have made love already, but it's different. I feel the emotion deep in my core, making me feel open and...

...refreshed.

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