Wanting You Chapter 10: The Apologetic Ass, a flight 29 down fanfic

Disclaimer- I don't own flight 29 down or any of its characters

Jackson unceremoniously dropped his body into the cool sand. It was somewhere around six thirty or seven so the sun was starting to set. He lazily arranged his legs so he was cross-legged and brought his guitar into his lap then started strumming a couple of chords. Playing his guitar had always given him peace of mind. Even after the whole fiasco with his mom and his inevitable admission to the foster care system, Jackson was able to relax with the help of the peaceful melodies he could play. The random chords he was playing morphed into his favourite song and he started to sing.

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past two in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm gonna ask her to marry me

Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads, oh he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

I'm not coming back, (forgive me)
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak, (I'm not calling, I'm not calling)
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt;
Now the rain is just (you're driving me crazy, I'm)
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head

Well I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home

Jackson instantly felt better. The therapeutic melody had made him able to forget the whole dinner incident. He placed his guitar beside him and watched the sunset with a new sense of tranquility.

Melissa watched Jackson play his guitar from a far. She had quietly excused herself from dinner a while after Jackson stormed off, leaving her in the company of just Taylor, Lex, and Eric. She watched elusively from the tree line bordering the beach, just out of hearing distance. Although she couldn't hear exactly what Jackson was playing, she could hear the dull whisper of his beautiful voice accompanied by his wonderful guitar playing. She couldn't help but swoon at his immense musical talent. What the hell are you doing Mel? She inwardly kicked herself and walked back to the campsite. I mean, what was wrong with her? Did she want to get her heart broken again? Jackson and Taylor were together. I mean sure, they had a little bit of a fight, or whatever that was, but that doesn't meant he's gonna come running to me, begging me for forgiveness and telling me how big a mistake it was to choose some hateful hag over me. Needless to say, Melissa had to get over it. She came to camp to see just Eric sitting at the fire pit. She hesitated then decided to go over to him.

"Hey." Melissa said timidly, taking a seat next to him.

"Hey," Eric said, still staring into the fire. "That was some dinner, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess." Melissa answered. She was still thinking of what happened with Taylor and Jackson but decided she had to do her best friend duty. "I think it's really awful, what you did to Nathan and Daley."

"Yeah I know, it was pretty crappy."

"You know what Er-" Melissa stopped herself midsentence then reassessed. "Wait, what?"

Eric sighed then offered; "Look, I know I'm an ass most of the time but I really do feel bad about it. Taylor had ulterior motives and as soon as I realized it it was too late. I know even Nathan and Daley don't deserve such blunt embarrassment."

"Wow Eric, I really didn't expect you to say that." Melissa admitted.

"People with surprise you." Eric said with a half smile, as if remembering a joke he had once heard.

"Clearly," Melissa said in a dazed voice, still phased by Eric sudden decision to start taking responsibilities for his actions.

Taylor had made mistakes before. Once, when doing her usual queen bee duties, she had ordered a lock out on a girl named Rebecca Gilmore. She was a member of the cheer squad and an active member on the student council. Apperantly, she had been flirting with Taylor's current boyfriend Nathan (yes, Nathan McHugh) at all the student council meetings and was supposedly about to make a move on him before Taylor's friend Stacy had walked in on them hanging around in one of the classrooms after a meeting. So Taylor's natural reaction was to order a lock out on her. That meant that nobody, at least nobody important, could talk to Rebecca. Her social resources would be cut off and she would be nothing. She even got Ashley, cheer caption, to kick her off the squad. But as it turned out, Stacy had only told Taylor the thing about Rebecca and Nathan because she wanted Rebecca's spot on the cheer team. When Taylor gained this knowledge she had two choices: admit she was wrong to everyone and get Rebecca back on the team but look like a loose cannon, ordering lock outs without evidence, or, she could pretend she didn't know and poor Rebecca would be punished for nothing. She chose the easy way out and is still queen bee to this date.

So when Taylor was faced with the choice of either admitting what she did to Nathan and Daley was wrong to everyone and look like a cold bitch or, pretend she actually thought she was doing them a favour; it was a piece of cake. She would play dumb (as usual) and let the whole thing blow over. And hey, maybe she'd still Melissa's I'm-so-innocent act and try it out on Jackson. It was the perfect solution to the perfect catastrophe. Now all she had to do was put it into play!

A/N: I hope that chapter wasn't too dull for you. It was really just some aftermath to what happened at dinner. Oh and don't worry, I've got some juicy stuff lined up for the next couple of chapters. I'm talking about good old fashion jealousy and angst. So review, review, review so the chapters come quicker! Oh and PS to those of you who wanted to know, the song Jackson sang in this chapter is called Remembering Sunday by All Time Low. It's a great one; I suggest you download it.