She was stunned, her heart breaking as a sob escaped her. She couldn’t believe it, hadn’t even imagined he carried this pain with him. She held onto him tighter, wishing she could take the sadness from him. “Jack..I’m so sorry..!”
She tried to keep her emotions in check for him, wishing to be strong and comfort him. “It’s okay..it’s okay to cry..let it out..I’m here..I’m here for you..!”
It was the only thing she could do for him. And that broke her heart even more.
And he does.
My God, he does.
Does he care that people near by who over hear the sobs of a grown blue man turn to look at him? Does it matter to him that they’re wondering what’s wrong, why is that guy crying like a baby? For the first time in his life, Jack doesn’t care what people think. He had only cried like this in private, with his parents, when Gail had passed away and again when they scattered her ashes. A little girl, a little innocent girl who had been only alive for four days but had stuck in her big brother’s mind all of his life.
Jack had cried at that time, cried for the loss of his sister, of someone who wouldn’t judge him like the rest of the world and that had hurt most. But he’d found Katelynn, someone who didn’t judge him, who hadn’t hated him, who had accepted him and loved him even with all his insecurities and problems.
“I-I-I’m s-s-sorry,” he spluttered, trying to wipe at his face. “I-I s-sh-should-shouldn’t…”
Jack Maple 