[ a few months ago, the only thing jackson would have responded with would be anger and denial. he knows that, even tries to dredge some up, but it's a lost cause. no matter how defensive he's been since he got here, how good a front he's put up for just being himself, the one they all expect - he's not.
he's still not expecting the reaction he ends up with. it's relief. which is screwed up on its own level, and it takes him a second to even recognize that's what it is; more than anything, he feels numb, detached. but this is the first time since everything ended that anyone's been seriously honest with him. it's the first time someone's said anything he agrees with, completely. ]
I know. It doesn't matter if I feel bad because people are still dead. It doesn't matter if I don't remember it because if I hadn't been fucked up in the first place it wouldn't have happened. I can't take any of it back.
text; wow isaac tell him how you really feel!!
he's still not expecting the reaction he ends up with. it's relief. which is screwed up on its own level, and it takes him a second to even recognize that's what it is; more than anything, he feels numb, detached. but this is the first time since everything ended that anyone's been seriously honest with him. it's the first time someone's said anything he agrees with, completely. ]
I know. It doesn't matter if I feel bad because people are still dead. It doesn't matter if I don't remember it because if I hadn't been fucked up in the first place it wouldn't have happened. I can't take any of it back.
I'm sorry I didn't stay dead.
I'll stay away from you.