Jackson stood at the door, hesitant and nervous. He stared at the closed door for a while and finally gathered the courage to ring the bell.
Not long after, the door was opened by Sally. Her face was as calm as a feather, delicate and at peace. It was as if she knew all along, that Jackson would come knocking at her door. What she did not expect however, was that he would arrive so soon. His behaviour made her feel as if he cared for her a lot. Whether that was a good thing or not, she could not decide.
She gave him a wry smile,"I wasn't expecting you to come this early. Please come in." She moved aside to let the well-built, hunky Jackson into her home.
Jackson avoided her gaze. He simply walked in without even looking at her.
He went in and sat on the couch, legs crossed and face firm. He looked at her squarely in the face. This wasn't a time to lag on, so he simply had to cut to the point. "How dare you go after the people I care about?"
Sally tightened, not out of fear but out of determination. She sat across him, calm and composed. "Why shouldn't I?" she asked mercilessly. In her blunt, non-evasive way, she continued,"She took my place." Not one to back down, she stared back at Jackson, looking him in the eye.
Jackson looked back at her, his eyes cold and distant. "You really think so? Well you're mistaken. You mean nothing to me. I have no feelings for you at all."
This time, Sally was unnerved. She rose and angrily said,"You're lying. You still have the same feelings for me as you did for. You still do!"
Jackson was still as cold and as calm as ever. He said in a soft, dangerous voice,"Really? So you will decide who I have feelings for now? Do you think I am so stupid that I don't know my own feelings?" He continued in the same low voice,"Sally, stop fooling yourself. Stop believing things you want to believe and wake up to the hard truth. I love Cherry. She means everything to me. She is my life." He paused and looked at her, anger shining on his face. "You mean nothing to me."
Sally's anger was dissolving into sadness and disbelief. She mumbled to herself,"No, it cannot be. You are lying. It cannot be so!" She took a step back. She had expected this to happen, but she had never accepted it.
Now Jackson got up too. This time, he had finally found the courage to tell her what he had suppressed all these years.
"Sally, you really believe I love you? Just because I risked my life to save yours, once?" His voice became softer, but it was firm, a hint of anger still reflecting in it. "Today I will tell you what I really feel."
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