*Jackson*
“f**k !” I kick at a couch pillow laying on the floor, sending it flying through the room, needing to react physically in some way. Hurt so ething when I can’t get my hands on those I really want to hurt.
Of course Giselle was gone when we returned and after looking around the lousy little shag, it is also quite clear Ines isn’t here. We have even searched for anything that could give a clue and came up short.
“We need to keep our minds with us Jackson”. Nick says, keeping his voice soft again, and I know he is trying to calm me. “A calm mind thinks better”.
“Right now I don't freaking care to keep my head”. I grab a tea pot and throw it into the wall, feeling a weird satisfaction when it smashes to pieces. “She could be hurt”.
He looks at me, like he is kinda reading
