This is the first part of story in a series of stories that are inspired by songs. I got a really weird idea for a Lost story from this song so idk how it's gonna end up, but review and let me know.
Song is "Walk Like a Man" by Tim McGraw
Don't own song or show, but Jackson is my character
In the fights they had he'd cover up his
ears
Thought big boys don't cry, fought back all the tears
Mama'd
use her make up, to hide the bruises on his face
In the morning
they'd pretend that there'd never ever been a trace
Jackson Samuel Austen didn't like his daddy when he was drunk. Actually, he didn't like his daddy when he wasn't drunk either. He wasn't really sure if Sawyer was his daddy, 'cause he sure didn't act like one. His momma always called Sawyer his daddy so he just went along with it. They didn't look too much alike, but he was too young to notice.
At this particular moment, Jackson was hiding under his bed. He could hear Sawyer stumbling and cursing his way down the hall, and desperately hoped he'd be too drunk to find him under the bed. Suddenly his shadow fell across the floor, and he took a few more shuffling steps before falling on to Jackson's bed.
Jackson remained motionless under the bed, holding his breath in case Sawyer was just waiting for him to come out. After a few minutes he heard snores coming from above, and he decided it was safe to crawl out from under the bed. Thankfully there'd be no bruises tonight.
Crawling army-style out of his room, he slipped down the hall to his momma's room. She was curled up facing the wall and he could hear her sniffling.
"Momma?" he whispered. "Sawyer's asleep now. You can get up."
She sat up and turned toward Jackson, quickly wiping her eyes.
"Come here Jacky," his momma said, and he obediently climbed up onto the rickety bed.
"Are you ok?" she asked, as she sat him in her lap.
"Yes m'am," he replied bravely.
"How many times do I have to tell you that Sawyer is your daddy?"
"Sorry momma," the boy said, his head dropping downwards.
"I know it doesn't seem like it sometimes, but he loves us both. Do you understand?"
"Yes m'am," he whispered.
"You can stay with me tonight," she said, smiling at him. "Go turn out the light so you can get some rest for your first day of school tomorrow."
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