[ Maybe Scott hadn't earned it but he deserved some happiness after years of being nothing but a loser to Jackson and the rest of the school. It was nice to be applauded for being good at something, to have people chant his name in the stands, to have people actually know who he was. And after getting bitten, it was nice to have something good and normal in his life. ]
I didn't want to be co-captain, you know. I didn't ask for it. I just wanted to be on the team.
I don't even care about lacrosse anymore. It's just a stupid game.
[ he almost argues. it wasn't just a stupid game - it was part of everything else, of proving himself and fitting in, of being noticed. but that's just the tip of the iceberg, anyway; focusing on scott and lacrosse was better than focusing on monsters and threats and nightmares, and that's kind of the problem now. it wasn't scott's fault, and jackson knows it. ]
And I didn't want my life to be destroyed by a bunch of freaks.
[ he feels like an idiot as soon as he sends it, because sharing isn't the point here. the point is getting this over with and ending the conversation, so a few seconds later: ]
Screw it. I'm sorry I blamed you. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. I'm sorry you had to play hero and clean up my mess. I'm done.
So you thought the best solution was to become a freak like the rest of us?
[ The apologies might mean more to Scott if he actually heard him say them rather than through text. Without hearing Jackson's voice, it's for Scott to tell whether Jackson actually means it or not. ]
I appreciate the apologies if you actually mean them.
[ it doesn't really matter if scott believes it or not; jackson's fine with scott not buying it. it's probably easier if he doesn't.
either way, jackson gives up entirely on responding. he feels like a dick for it, actually, but any response he could possibly come up with is either honest and pathetic or dishonest and cruel, so no answer's the best answer.
which obviously won't carry unless scott happens to be psychic. sorry, scott. ]
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I didn't want to be co-captain, you know. I didn't ask for it. I just wanted to be on the team.
I don't even care about lacrosse anymore. It's just a stupid game.
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And I didn't want my life to be destroyed by a bunch of freaks.
[ he feels like an idiot as soon as he sends it, because sharing isn't the point here. the point is getting this over with and ending the conversation, so a few seconds later: ]
Screw it. I'm sorry I blamed you. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. I'm sorry you had to play hero and clean up my mess. I'm done.
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[ The apologies might mean more to Scott if he actually heard him say them rather than through text. Without hearing Jackson's voice, it's for Scott to tell whether Jackson actually means it or not. ]
I appreciate the apologies if you actually mean them.
And I honestly hope you're happy in London.
not here sorry bro
either way, jackson gives up entirely on responding. he feels like a dick for it, actually, but any response he could possibly come up with is either honest and pathetic or dishonest and cruel, so no answer's the best answer.
which obviously won't carry unless scott happens to be psychic. sorry, scott. ]