You were getting suspicious of Jax. He was being less than a dick then usual lately. Sure, he wasn't a saint, but still, his attitude was different. He still talked in his defiant tone, and with his, I don't care attitude, but it was different. Lately, he had been hanging around you. Not teasing you, not playing pranks just hanging around.

He was also uncharacteristically kinder as well. Whenever you were doing something like drawing, he'd plop down next to you and give you a marker with a soft huff. It was odd, and you didn't like it.

You were walking around the circus aimlessly, Jax just following behind you quitely when you couldn't take it anymore. You needed an answer. So you spun around and turned to him

"That's it! You've been acting off recently! You're being nice to me, and I wanna know why!" You told him confusion in your voice

But what you didn't expect was Jax just to stand there, his expression almost sad. His eyes seemed to hold a hint of sadness in them, but it was most covered by his usual defiance. He sighed before he finally spoke to you.

"I've begun to realise I have many enemies...and I'm running low on friends."