I heard the doorbell ring, and I rushed downstairs, hoping it was Jackson. It was Lara. "Hey, Marco. So, um, I met with Jackson. Well, we didn't really meet. I just stumbled upon him at the gym, and uh, a lot happened. Can we go up to your room to talk?" She asked. 

I led the way, wanting to know if Jackson said anything. Lara and I sat down on my bed, and she told me everything, from her covering the marks I left on him to him asking her to tell me he was sorry. "Sorry for what? I asked. "Does he plan on ever coming back? He won't answer my calls or texts. Is it over?" I asked. 

"No! He might just not be answering your texts because he needs some space by himself to think. I don't know the details about what happened between the two of you, but I saw the evidence. I can assume it was new and intense for him, and he might just be overwhelmed. He seemed worried that you were going to leave him, to be honest. I think he will come back to you soon. Besides, you two have to see each other in class tomorrow. And if it goes horribly, that's the last session for that class. I think you two will be fine, though," Lara responded. I nodded. 

I just wanted to know that Jackson was okay. I wanted to feel him in my arms again and hold him until he felt loved and safe. I wanted him here with me. I pulled out my phone. There were no new messages from him. "I see you didn't cover up the marks he left either," Lara commented. 

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to come over and drop all of this information on me," I responded, rolling my eyes. "At least I washed the sheets before you came over," I continued. 

"Marco! Ew, too much information," Lara yelped. I laughed. 

"Now you know how it feels," I responded, checking my phone again. There were still no new messages. 

"Marco, quit checking your phone every few minutes. Why don't we play a video game or watch something to take your mind off of it?" Lara responded. We ended up watching a movie, but it did nothing to take my mind of off Jackson. I just wanted to know if he was safe.