Chapter 9
Getting Closer, Or Not
The day Lauren kept on crying, she got a fever which then I had to give her a lot of attention. Jackson started coming over everyday for that whole week, helping me take care of Lauren. While Lauren is sleeping, Jackson and I talk about everything and our relationship has been building up. We would share small innocent kisses here and there, but never anything too drastic as in going all the way.
We've been talking a lot though, about the past and what not. It kind of felt nice and he knew we couldn't talk about our past just yet. I still was uncomfortable with it and it just didn't seem reasonable to.
It's been two weeks since Jackson started coming over and everything seemed okay now. I kind of think I'm ready to talk to him about our past, but I really don't know. I might in the end cry on about it or something which is scary. I don't want him to feel uncomfortable around me, like how it was when we first met this month.
"Do you think we can talk?"
I was in my bedroom, checking on Lauren when Oliver came in. He wore his work clothes and he looked tired, but he seemed eager to take me outside. I wonder why.
"Rest, we could talk later." I told him and he shook his head.
He ran his hands through his dark thick hair and came toward me. He went next to me and took a hold of my arm.
"I think we should talk now. Leah can watch Lauren for now and it's not like Lauren's sick anymore. She can go an hour without you." Oliver assured me and I sighed.
I nodded and Oliver s hand went from my arm to my hand, lacing his fingers with mine, and pulled me toward the door.
He shouted for Leah and she came out of her room in seconds.
"Do you think you can watch Lauren? I need to talk to Lilly for a bit." He smiled.
Leah had a worried look on her face as she stared at me. I shrugged and shook my head while she nodded.
"Okay,"
Oliver pulled me down the stairs and out the door. I had no clue whatsoever with what he wanted to do or bring me. When will the guy ever stop being so mysterious? I miss the old him when he used to be Mr. Donut boy, but now he's just over protective and too busy to notice that he has changed.
I sighed and soon he slowed down once we reached the sidewalk. He still held onto my hand as we continued to walk, I guess it's one of those "walking" days.
"What did you want to talk about?" I questioned, gazing up at him.
"I don't know, I just wanted to have some alone time with you I guess." He replied softly. I squeezed my hand on his and stepped closer to him.
"You know, we've always been alone together." I told him.
"Yeah, but Lauren is always there." He grinned.
"And whose problem is that?" I sarcastically said, making him laugh.
"Hello my dear, remember who was the one who pulled the person in the room in the first place?" He fought back.
I rolled my eyes. "Gosh, sorry." I replied and sighed. "You know, sometimes I wonder if you're really you or you're just someone else."
"What do you mean by that?" He asked.
"Well." I stopped walking and he turned to look at me. "You changed a lot." I shrugged. "You're not the same Oliver I used to know." I looked to the ground while biting my lip.
I needed to tell him about how he's acting now before I regret it. It really is bothering me in how he's acting now and I really do miss the old Oliver. The old Oliver used to joke around with me and be just friendly. He used to not care about anyone else, and he wasn't as strict as he is now. All he cares about is his work, school, and Lauren, and it sometimes feels like he doesn't even care that I'm there. He doesn't even know how much his change is affecting me and it's getting to me in a bad way.
"The Oliver you used to know is still here, he's just… lost and confused." Oliver pursed his lips, and took my hands. "You know, I'm not the perfect guy and I'm not the best father figure and it's hard."
"You want to know how I feel? I'm always locked up and I need freedom too. I'm with the baby 24/7 and at least you get to go out and see your friends. You see everyone all the time and it makes me depressed." I snapped.
Ugh, this is getting to me and I didn't want to make this walk seem too hard. I could feel my anger rise even if there is no reason to get mad over this situation. I don't know why I'm starting to get mad all of a sudden, I guess it's because he expects me to be like the house wife when I'm only 17. I'm too young to be like one of those ladies and I can't believe I'm actually thinking this, but Leah is right.
"So you want to go out more?" He asked.
"Yes I want to go out more. Is that bad?" I asked while putting my hands to my hips and taking a step forward.
"No, no." Oliver put his hands out in front of him just between us. "Lauren is only 4 months Lilly; do you think she'll be able to not have her mother for a night or something?"
"Well, you're her father, you can take care of her too, plus Leah's taking care of her right now. You've done that and I wont be out too long, just a few hours, I just miss the old days." I assured him and put my hand on his shoulder. "I'm a teenager who needs to get out more, is that too much to ask?"
"No, of course it's not. We just have to think things through." He sighed and then started to walk.
We walked in quietness again and I saw that we were approaching Emily's house. Its a few houses away and I still hadn't seen the inside yet. I wonder if anyone's in that house. If there were people in there, then that mean Jackson's there and if Jackson's there then Oliver would know that Jackson's there and…
My eyes widened and I stopped in my tracks. I took a hold of Oliver's sleeve, tugging on it, and hoped he wouldn't walk any further.
Oliver looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. "What?"
"Can we go back? I want to make sure Lauren is alright." I lied; I knew Lauren is perfectly fine. If she wasn't then Leah would call.
"She's alright; Leah knows what she's doing." Oliver grinned and shrugged my hand from her shoulder. He started to walk again and I sighed loudly.
This is getting very frustrating. I took a hold of his hand, pulling him back, and stared hard at him. He looked back at me with his brows furrowing.
"What?"
"Please?" I begged and looked passed him, seeing someone crossing the lawn from Emily's house. I squint my eyes, seeing that it was Jackson and I started to grow anxious.
"Come on, we've been out for only a few minutes. You told me you wanted to go out and here we are." He sullenly replied.
I pursed my lips and looked from Oliver and back to Jackson. Jackson saw us and is now heading toward us. We have to go back home. Now. Before Jackson comes here and interacts with Oliver.
"Oliver." I pressed on and frowned.
Why must this feel so awkward?
Oliver sighed and took a hold of my hand. He interlaced our fingers together, only to pull me toward him. "Fine." He said and raised my hand.
I looked at him and he pressed his lips against the back of my hand. My breathing hitched up and I looked back at Jackson who was now getting closer. What the hell is Jackson doing? Does he not know that if Oliver sees him, I might not be able to ever talk to him?
I pulled my hand away from him and started to walk the opposite way from Jackson. I looked at the corner from my eye, seeing Oliver following me. Good, just hope that Jackson gets the message that I don't want him to talk with Oliver at all.
Please let Jackson be smart and walk away! I begged in my mind as we walked.
"Oliver, Lilly, wait!" I could hear Jackson shout.
I tensed up and shut my eyes as I stopped walking.
Damn it Jackson!
"Huh?" Oliver said.
I turned to look at Oliver and saw that he too stopped walking. He was now turning around to see Jackson running over toward us. Great.
"Jackson?" Oliver asked, puzzled.
I chewed on my lower lip as I started to feel even more nervous. Ugh, seeing your apparent boyfriend and your almost boyfriend interacting is just weird. It's like you can't feel anything but guilt and right now, I really hate Jackson for doing this to me. Ugh, I swear, tomorrow, when he comes over, I am going to yell at him.
"Dude, how are you?" Jackson jogged toward us and went straight to shake Oliver's hand.
"Good, what are you doing here?" Oliver asked. I went beside Oliver and he securely took my hand, pulling me closer to him. I sighed and smiled at Jackson.
"I've been here for a while now actually. Summer and all." Jackson smiled and looked at me.
I blushed under his gaze, only to look down and move closer to Oliver. I didn't want Oliver to seem too insecure with Jackson there. Oh boy, this is confusing.
"Oh well, I'll see you another time then? I have to get home, you know, I have to see if our baby is alright with Leah." He tightened his grip on my hand.
I rolled my eyes. I could definitely tell that Oliver wants to point out that I am his and not Jackson's anymore. Why must boy's always compete with what is theirs?
"Oh yeah! Well, see you soon!" Jackson started waving and Oliver and I turned around to go back toward our house.
I stared at Oliver whose face had no emotion on it. It was hard to read him now and I didn't know if he felt worried or nothing at all. He just kept a straight look on his face all the way back home and once we reached the front door, he pulled me to the side and stared deep into my eyes.
I blinked my eyes at him as he squinted his eyes at me. I sighed and shook my head. Just as I was about to get away from Oliver's grasp, he quickly kissed me and then let me go.
For some reason, I feel like things are going to get even worse now that Oliver knows that Jackson is here.
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The next day, I patiently waited for Jackson in the living room while Lauren stays asleep on the couch. Sometimes I think I should really try to get Lauren's sleeping in order. She shouldn't be sleeping all day and awake all night, crying. It's hard on all of us especially since Oliver has school the next day.
I hear a knock come from the door and I knew that it was Jackson. Jackson knocks on the door, only when he didn't have his key to the house. I got up from my seat and went to the door, opening it.
"Hey!" Jackson said, smiling
He stepped into the house, and as soon as I closed the door, I punched him hard on his shoulder. Jackson whipped around, looking at me and gasped.
"Ow!"
"That's what you get for being a dick!" I hissed and walked passed him and into the living room. I took my spot on the ground and he went to sit next to me.
He came up to Oliver when we were taking our walk yesterday and Oliver acted so weird afterward. That night, Oliver would ask me what I would do when I finally go out and my answer was to hang out with Miley when it really is to hang out with Jackson with the time we have.
So here I am stuck with many duties and it's all so confusing. I'm a confused girl and my life is confusing period. I just want everything to go back to normal, is that too much to ask?
"Come on, I just wanted to see what Mr. Oken would do and he did exactly what I wanted him to do!" He said and smiled. He nudged my shoulder and scooted closer to me bringing only a few inches between us.
"And you should've seen him afterward. He became all protective and he even kissed me." I rolled my eyes and pulled my legs up to my chest. "I seriously hate it when he gets like that."
"You don't like his kisses huh?" Jackson questioned and tilted his head while staring at me.
I felt my cheeks turn hot. "You're pathetic." I remarked and stuck my tongue at him.
"So I take that as a yes, you hate his kisses." He smirked and I shook my head.
"Can we not talk about Oliver and kissing, seriously it's just too weird." I told him and leaned against the couch. I let my legs drop to the ground and Jackson laughed.
"Well, what would you rather talk about? Kissing me?" He questioned.
Before I could answer, Jackson leaned over and kissed me. Instead of putting his hand on his usual place on my cheek, he places it on my waist. I slightly shook my head and put my hands on his chest, pushing him away from me.
There's no way I'm going to let him kiss me now. I want to torture him before I let him do anything to me today. He deserves that for talking to Oliver and I know I may be over reacting over it, but he should never do that to me again. I smirked.
He frowned and pouted. "Come on Lilly."
"Ugh, you know, now that Oliver knows you're here, he's going to be suspicious in why I even asked him for more freedom?" I slapped his shoulder.
"Lilly, will you just relax and loosen up a bit." He took the time and with his hand on my waist, pressed his fingers against it, running it up my sides.
I shivered and shook my head.
"How can I relax? I'm still scared to even think about what Oliver is thinking, now that he knows that you're here." I let out a shaky breath, enjoying the sensations Jackson is making me feel.
"Well, last day I was here, he seemed pretty okay with our last talk. He knew how you felt then, how do you know that it changed now?"
"That was before, now he's different. With Lauren, he makes it like I'm his everything when I know that he doesn't love me like that. We have an untrue relationship and it's stupid." I sighed in frustration. "If only our parents know that our relationship isn't like that at all. Leah is the only one that understands what's going on and its frustrating that no one else knows."
"If they knew, then you could be with me right?" Jackson suddenly brought up.
I blushed and stared hard at him. "I… don't know." I replied.
He smirked and leaned in, nuzzling my neck. "What we have now is not good… I know, but for some reason, I just can't keep away from you." He then said.
I blushed even harder. How is it that someone like him knows exactly what a girl wants to hear when they're having a bad day? And I'm supposed to be mad at this idiot, but he's making me feel so… different.
I sighed and put my hand on his head, petting it. "Come on Jackson; don't say anything you don't mean."
"What if I do mean it?" He then asked.
Before I could answer him, his hands running up from my waist then pressed against my side, tickling me. I jerked with my eyes widening. I gasped and put a hand over my mouth, trying to keep quiet as my other went to Jackson's shoulder, trying to push him away from me. I tried to laugh as softly as I could, but my fits of laughter came loudly when he hit my most ticklish spot. I went down on the ground and gasped for air as Jackson went down my body, continuously tickling my sides.
"Jackson! Lauren!" I warned him, trying to tell him that if I scream anymore, Lauren might wake up. Finally, Jackson got the message and stopped.
I tried to steady my breathing as fast as I could, but it took longer than expected. As soon as I caught my breathing, I looked down at Jackson and he smiled as he laid his head on my lower abdomen. He pressed the side of his face hard against my stomach and I giggled.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said and looked up at me. His fingers went to the hem of my shirt and slid it upward, just above my bellybutton.
My cheeks burned and I moved my hands to his head.
"What are you doing?" I asked and he grinned.
"Shh." He said and lowered his head, to kiss just below my bellybutton. My blush deepened, making my whole face red, as I arched my back, putting my hands on the ground.
"Stop it Jackson." I told him, but he didn't stop.
He only brought the shirt higher over my stomach until the bottom of my breasts. His lips went over my bellybutton, sticking his tongue out, and swirling it inside of my bellybutton.
He nipped at my skin and lightly sucked it, as I bit back a moan. I can't exactly do this right now. Lauren's right there and, ugh Jackson.
His kisses moved upward and I went to lay back down when he removed his lips from my skin to kiss me on the lips. The kiss deepened as parted his lips, running his warm tongue along my lips.
I circled my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me as his weight dropped on my body. His hands which was pushing my shirt higher, went over my breasts and with the newly exposed skin, his hands went to caress every inch of skin.
Whatever made him come on to me like this was something he's been holding in for a long time because I never seen him be so straightforward like this before. The weird side of all of this is that… I actually like this side of him. It kind of reminds me of the past.
Just as the moment heated up even more, we were then interrupted with the doorbell ringing. Jackson groaned and rolled off me, lying down. I sighed in disappointment. Ugh, the one time I get some kind of action in life, I get interrupted.
I sat up and before getting up, I quickly kissed Jackson. I lowered my shirt over my stomach and Jackson sat, watching me fix myself up. He smiled and winked at me as I stood up to go answer the door.
I opened the door in a rush, and got ready to send whoever was there away. When I looked at the person, it was a petite girl, about my height, with dark brown hair and seemed to be about my height. She has green eyes and wore a green top with a skirt. She seemed, well, lost.
"Hey, umm…" I started and she looked up at me.
"Hiyah! Um, I'm looking for someone." She said sounding a little confused. She had the same heavy accent as Jackson and I smiled.
"Sure, who are you looking for?" I questioned.
"I don't know if he'll be here, but his friend said that I should see him here." She then said.
"Okay, who?" I asked.
Who would tell a girl that someone she knew is here? She looked more like she's from out of town, maybe around the same place Jackson lives. It's weird though, why would a girl come here looking for someone, unless they were looking for…
"Well, this person is-" She started, but soon Jackson appeared next to me.
"Need help?" Jackson asked and I looked over at him feeling confused.
As soon as he glanced at the person outside of the door, his eyes widened, as if he was afraid, more like shocked, and he froze in his spot.
"Jackson!" The shouted and I stared at her, completely and utterly confused. She got inside of the house, threw her arms around Jackson's neck, and kissed him.
I stared at the couple, completely and utterly confused.
Who the hell is this girl that's kissing Jackson?
A/N Woohoo. That took a while. Hope you liked this chapter! Many things coming up in the next few chapters.
Anyway, I would've updated this earlier, but then, yeah hurricane Flossie was coming, which it came and it didn't affect the island I'm on and I found out we were supposed to have a tsunami, but it was canceled. Again. My sister's leaving on Saturday so yeah. Also, I'm falling behind in my classes and it's only the second week of the school. Anyway, I have three days off from school so I'll try get in as much writing as I can this weekend before school.
Anyway, yeah. Thanks for reading and that's for reviewing! And again, suggestions are always welcomed XD
BTW, sorry for the errors or if this chapter didn't make sense at all.
