If only I knew why I felt this way, if only I knew how one person could change my life...
Jackson groaned when his alarm buzzed by the side of him, he didn't want to get up, he couldn't face anyone today. He felt like shit, the scar on his neck had been causing him pain since it was marked there, he didn't understand how it happened or even why for that matter. Okay yes he may have deserved it at the time, that Derek guy looked like shit and Jackson obviously couldn't help himself he had to provoke the maniac, but he needed answers, he needed to know why McCall was suddenly the star player, the one everyone talked about, he couldn't just pretend they didn't talk about him, no matter how many times Danny told him he was still the best but it didn't matter to Jackson because nothing he did was good enough he needed everyone to believe he was the best and most of all he needed to believe it too.
Jackson carefully took off the bandage that had been covering the scar, it was covered in mucky brown stuff that could have been dried blood, he didn't know nor want to know. Jackson winced when he took one look at the thing that had been causing him agony plus many other things he didn't want to think about. He needed it to heal, and maybe that would heal the dreams he had been having, they weren't exactly nightmares but they weren't Jackson's idea of a fluffy dream. Someone had been chasing him but he couldn't tell who and every time the person had almost become visible he'd wake up. He didn't even know if the dreams were the scar's fault, I mean that's crazy, its not as if the scar is possessing him, no again that's just crazy. Perhaps he should ask Derek, he couldn't believe he just thought that, Derek's a sociopath who scares the hell out of him, he couldn't just walk up to him and ask him if the scar he gave Jackson, while pinning him against a wall that doesn't even look human by the way, was giving him strange dreams, No he came to the conclusion that he wouldn't ask Derek, for anything.
Jackson quickly showered and changed, he then took off for his morning jog and decided to forget about the scar, he was jogging to a slow pace, daydreaming about how McDonalds and Burger King are different, when he saw something in the forest next to route he was going through. What the hell he thought, a black shape was moving at the same pace right next to him, like something was watching him, following him. No it couldn't be, he was just be paranoid, nothing was watching him he thought but then suddenly the black shape disappeared, like into thin air or perhaps it moved so quick he couldn't see it.
Christ now he definitely was going crazy, he stared at the forest for a couple more seconds, wondering whether to go have a look since he couldn't see anything but trees from here but then suddenly he heard a familiar voice shout his name, ''Jackson, Hey over here'', it was Danny, he gave a quick wave and started jogging towards his best friend with a feeling of relief over him, what was wrong with him lately he hated being alone but not for sad reasons like being heartbroken or some stupid reason Lydia would use, he actually felt scared most of the time for reasons even he didn't know. ''Hey'' Danny repeated, ''I thought I'd join you on your morning jog, i know you always come this way, hope you don't mind'', Danny said. ''Nope of cause not Dan, glad to have the company'' Jackson replied, and he sure was glad Danny was there, he didn't feel like being on his own at the moment after seeing that thing in the forest, the thing he is not even sure he'd seen.
God he was going crazy, and at the word crazy he felt his hand reach across to the scar on his neck, he really needed this to heal soon, so his life could get back to normal and he didn't have to feel anxious every time he left the house. ''You okay there?'' Danny asked obviously worried about his friends sudden silence, 'Yep lets go Dan, try and catch me if you can'' Jackson replied and with that they took off chasing each other down the street, laughing like complete idiots. Jackson loved times like this when he didn't have to worry about weird scars or strange dreams or even Derek, he couldn't think about Derek right now, the guy scared him but for some bizarre reason, Jackson felt curious about Derek, he felt like he was going to be seeing alot more of him, he didn't know why he felt this he only knew that he actually wanted to see Derek again, but he couldn't think about this right now, he needed to leave these thoughts for later, and that's what he decided to do, he wouldn't think about Derek now, he had to figure it all out. ''Ha ha, got you'' Danny said partially breathless, ''Okay you win'' Jackson managed to say, trying to catch his breath, ''Hey you've gotten pretty fast Dan, I mean for a gay guy'' Jackson told him grinning, and at that Danny pushed his best friend playfully into a bunch of bins and ran off not before saying ''I'll show you have fast I can run, come on Jacks thats see how much of a man you really are'', Jackson pulled himself up from the bins and ran after his friend. Yes he really loved times like this.