“He looked mad.” Jack said quietly, watching her, refusing to answer his question and that hurt a lot. More than he would care to admit. “When he brought you here, h-he looked really mad.”
The memory of last night, how furious he had appeared when he rescued her broke through her memory, the palms on her forehead falling into her lap as she turned to stare at Jack.
“H-He did..?” she whispered, feeling a cold sensation in her heart. Her eyes fell away from Jack, staring down at her hands. “I..I was only trying to help him though..”
“Why? How were you h-helping him? Where did you go? Katelynn, Katelynn please.” he took a hand into one of his own, the other gently touching her face and lifting it so their eyes met. “W-we said we weren’t g-going to keep promises from one a-another any more… please, tell me..”
Jack Maple 