39.
I woke up with a searing headache, I tried to move my arm to feel my face but I couldn’t. I looked down to see all the cuts on my arms, but that wasn’t why, I was strapped to the bed. I kicked my legs and rapt my arms but it was no use, I looked around and realised where I was. Josh’s room.
“You look nice with long hair,” Jackson stood in the door frame to the room.
“Jackson, what do you want?” I said calmly, there was no use being aggressive towards him. He was holding all the cards.
He aged a lot since I had seen him, but the fire was still in his eyes.
“You took a lot from me, I just want it back,” he came forward and looked me over before sitting down next to me on the bed.
“What does that even mean?”
“You took away a big chunk of my life,” answered. He wanted to take mine
