Chapter44

#Chapter44

But agreeing just to take away Jackson's pain, it wouldn't have done either of them any good long term, would it?

/"But if I go,/" he whispered, blinking hard, fighting a fresh bout of eye water, /"What if I never get over it? What if I'm always left wondering 'what if?/"

And that didn't just apply to the baby thing.

Jackson had admitted that he had feelings for him. That the kiss that Sly had been trying to convince himself meant nothing had meant something to him.

How was that the kind of thing that once could ignore?

He gazed back down at his phone. Ten percent remaining. The time read 3:08.

Hours. He'd sat for hours, undisturbed, trying to process his thoughts. It didn't feel as though it had been that long, but at the same time, it felt like an eternity.

In his head, the song, Should I Stay Or Should I Go, by The Clash, played.