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"Jackson wait up I can't walk as fast as you"
I'm practically out of breath and for a nineteen year old I know that's probably bad.
"Who the hell was that" he asks spinning around to face me
"Old friends who I haven't seen since I was fourteen"
"Don't lie to me"
"Why would I lie"
"I saw the way he looked at you"
"Are you jealous over the fact some people I knew from my childhood stopped to say hi to me"
"I'm not jealous"
"Tell your face that"
"Well I know how guys think"
"Jackson they've known me since I was nappies"
"I saw the way he looked at you"
"I'm not doing this again" I scoff
I turn around walking off leaving him to his toddler tantrum.
I get he may hate the fact I have history and probably thinks I slept with one of them.
He always acts like this, I mean the first time he met Ryder he flipped out on me thinking I was sleeping with Ryder behind my sisters back.
Honestly I love knowing he's protective over me but sometimes it becomes overbearing.
"Babe wait" I hear Jackson shout from behind
I feel his hand grab my worst stopping me from walking any further.
He spins me around pulling me into a hug as he sighs.
"Im sorry your right, I guess I just hate being in the dark about who you do and don't know"
I don't say anything as I get out of his hug and walk away.
I hate the jealousy he comes out with, it just makes me feel controlled.
Like I'm his little puppet and he has control of the strings.
Though I guess I should be used to that considering who my parents are.
"Alright short cake" Ryder's voice shouts meeting my ears
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