Smack

by vogonz

A series of one shots, the characters come to sudden realisations that Aaron and Jackson are in it for the long haul. Disclaimer, you really think Jackson would be paralised if I owned them? con-crit appreciated...please...*puppy dog eyes*

2. Chapter 2

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. FUCK!

It isn't fair. It's just not fair. When you are sat completely still and alone, all you can do is run it over in your head, you try to keep your mind off it. Without success.

The walls are dull, a bit of colour would not have gone a miss. You'd have slapped a bit of gloss on them, had it been you building this drab box. No. You can't think about that now. Never going to paint another wall again are you.

Never going to lay another brick. You can't help but think about it.

Music, that'll help get your mind off it. You can see your iPod, on the bedside table. You can't reach it.

You can't do anything for yourself. It's just so fucking unfair. The tears start to fall again. It just makes you even angrier, why are you such a fucking baby.

But then the door opens and Aaron steps in. He sees the tears and rushes over to you.

He places his hand in your hair, gets as close as possible. You turn your head and try to bury your face in his chest.

But then, it hits you, you feel a little better and you can't believe you ever sent him away. Because Aaron makes everything a little brighter, a little easier to deal with, and as long as he's there you know it'll all be ok.