“Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.”
He has changed not the way he talks but the way he looks, he isn't as pale as he used to be and there aren't any bruises on his face as for his hair……, he cut it I know that he did that because he knows I loved his shoulder long hair so much it was his way of saying that he won't allow me to control him anymore. His reaction was what ticked me off though, when I stroked his hair he moved closer to me seeking warmth, but the way he reeled back from me like he got electrocuted, it ticked me of entirely I wanted to humiliate him so I touched his face ignoring the fact that I used to do that before I started hitting him, I had forgotten just how deep the scars are… and so I had laughed when he had reeled back fear and humiliation written clearly on his face. I watch him know his eyes on the floor, his brows bunched together. Cassius's eyes watch Jack, his face mirroring a smirk. The car stops, and the door opens “sir we have arrived at Redcrest high” the doorman says his voice snapping me out of my thoughts. I look at him
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“alright will be out in a moment” he nods, and walks away. I turn my attention back to Cassius who has gotten his bag, he looks at me and says imperiously “bye Father, Thanks for dropping me off ” he jumps out sending a feverish look Jack’s way. I turn my attention back to Jack his eyes are down and he's still looking at the floor, as if sensing my stare he looks up and meets my eyes. His Gray eyes landing on my black ones, we stare at each other, I lift my brows up “Jack are you planning on leaving or do I have to carry you to class?” he winces slightly and quickly shakes his head, he gets up to leave. As he squeezes past me I wrap my hand around his wrist, his eyes quickly snap to my face filled with fear. “Calm down, I'm not going to hit you, I'm just trying to say goodbye properly” I lean in and give him a kiss on his forehead. I pull back not missing the look that crosses his face…. He quickly turns away and jumps out, not turning back.