You've known Jackson since elementary school, he was always the..."trouble maker" in class. It wasn't that bad in elementary school though. He was pretty kind and stuff. But through middle school and high school that changed. He became a "bad boy." He skipped school a lot, got into fights and arguments, smoked in the schools bathroom. He was definitely popular with the ladies though. He'd been with a lot of the girls from school, even taking some peoples girlfriends. Everyone said he's fucking mind blowing in bed. He was like this until he started to notice, you.

He's always known you since you too went through elementary school together. But you were always quiet, didn't take to him or anyone else. Once highschool came though he fell for you, HARD. He'd go with these other girls to make you jealous, see if you liked him. But you never did. If anything you just looked at him with pity, sadness. Once he realized he'd have to actually tell you how he feels he did, and you accepted. You werent very popular but you were very pretty, at least to Jackson. You weren't used to large crowds and talking to popular people.

As months passed with you and him together you find yourself at his home, lying to your parents that you were at your friend Kathy's house, wrapping Jackson up in bandages after getting into a fight with some rival gang off the street. He sat on his bed with you between his legs as you wrapped his chest up.