Issues

The time passes and it gets to half-seven. Jackson walks down the stairs looking for me. Seeing me and Marcus sat together, he walks towards us. Coming into the room, he looks around, like he is missing something or I have forgotten something.

“What’s going on?”

Is he upset that I am sat with Marcus or the fact I got up and came downstairs when he warned me not to?  I get he is worried I could be down here and that someone could break in and he would have no idea at all.

“We are watching Titanic. I am going to make breakfast soon for us all.” Actually, I should probably start cooking now. “Actually, I need a drink. Does anyone else want one? I will start breakfast as well.” Getting up I start to walk out, catching the start of their conversation.

“Are you sure she will be okay? Can the hospital not do anything?”

Jackson sounds worried, and as scared as I am, I actually like this. I don’t feel tired like I have for the last few days, I act