Chapter 129
Jake’s POV,
One week ago,
“How you doing?” Jerry walked inside my room scrutinizing me from head to toe. I didn’t expect him to still be in town, I thought he was going to New York. He slid a stool across the room, near my bed, “here,” and he bought me flowers. “You look like a mess.” My hand that wrapped in a plaster was one thing among all my injuries that he kept looking back to.
“Right back at you.” he laughed quietly, not of happiness. “I thought you'll be in New York.”
“I thought I've lost you too.” tears filled my eyes as I couldn’t help but see how his face contorted. Just like he used to do, whenever he was upset, or he did something he thinks is going to make dad angry, he will come to me, he will make that face, and it was his way of telling me that he needs me.
