Sorry Miss Jackson Novels & Stories

His ignorance was a mistake—it had caused her pain. Serenity stared at Jackson incredulously. What was Jackson… Was he apologizing for his mistake?! "I should've trusted you more. I should not have turned my back on you. I was too selfish and feared you would betray me. I didn't want to be hurt and ignored your feelings. I didn't think you'd be hurt too," Jackson said, holding her hands with his hands, the way he used to do to keep her hands warm.

“I did a bad thing. I thought if I put space between us, it would help heal the open wound.” “I thought if I ignored you, my feelings for you would fade away.” I let out a bitter laugh. “But I was wrong; instead, I handled it all wrong. And I’m sorry, Jade.” She smiled and placed her hand on my cheek, looking up into my eyes. ”It's fine, Jackson; I understand how you must have felt when you heard the news, but I assure you, I don't judge you.” “We are humans, and we make mistakes and the wrong decisions.” she said, and then before I could say anything, she reached up and leaned in to press a kiss on my lips.

I had barely seen them since I officially became Jackson's mate but they were all there, waiting for me. Several people were waiting to get the casket out of the car behind us and they took her into the hospital and my friends walked over to me. I could see that they were a little weary of Jackson, but he stepped back and they all gave me a hug and their condolences. I couldn't control my emotions anymore. I looked over and even Missy was standing there. She hated me. But I guess she didn't want to be known as the bitch that didn't come out to show her respect. Honestly, I wouldn't have even noticed if she wasn't here.

I thought that after that call, this matter would come to an end. However, a month later, I saw Jackson downstairs in my apartment. He looked much more haggard. He no longer had his former confidence, and his eyes had dimmed. When he saw me, his voice was strained. “Anna.” I looked at him warily and said coldly, “What are you doing here?” “I miss you.” Jackson gave a bitter smile. “Every day since you left has been torment for me. Anna, I was wrong. Come back with me, okay?”

Jackson looked at me with interege laced across his face. "I said don't judge me" I said crossing my arms "Its not that I am judging you, I just find it amusing" he smirked "especially that it was cut short because I happen to be within range for you to sense me" he laughed "Its not funny, I'm a horrible horrible person" I stated looking upset "We can talk about this later ok, let's get back to your party" Jackson stated

The thing that she feared happening the most still happened, not to mention that it came so suddenly and so quickly. Tiffany was obviously stunned. She stared dazedly at Jackson, and her eyes were rounded. Jackson did not expect to hurt innocent people, and his bright eyes were filled with guilt. He opened his lips with difficulty and said in a trembling voice, “I’m sorry, madam. It shouldn’t be the one whose face got destroyed.” Gillian cried even harder when she heard the word “destroyed”. It was at this moment that Tiffany came to her senses. She turned around and began to run.

,’ I tried defending myself but she cut me off quickly, saying, ‘don’t you mama me, little lady, when I said no more lighthouse and dancing, I damn meant no more,’ as she grabbed me by my right arm and led me outside of the door. ‘Now listen to me honey, I just received information that the Black Jackson has been murdered and you have no idea how much an uproar this might cause tonight, plus, I just got information that a huge riot by an angry black mob is already heading this way. We better get your sorry ass home.’ The Komondor tried stopping Miss Taylor but as soon as he heard about the death of the urban dance legend, Christopher Miles Jackson, a.k.a. the Black Jackson, he had to call th

He whispered, "Sorry." I had teary eyes and said, "So that's why." "That's why what?" "You had your memories mixed." I wiped my teary eyes as I smiled brightly at him I... didn't lose him. I... lost him in his memories but... it was all Abby's scheme.

She didn't say anything but screamed and cried, but somehow, that was enough to make me agree with her. ▲▽▲▽▲▽▲ I miss Cayden. So bloody much. I slouched on my bed and held my head. Why did I think falling for him was a good idea? Cayden was obviously trying to heal himself and I fuck it all up. Am I even fully healed from Justin?

I was just a stranger to her, but I knew she loved me. Is very hard to have this conclusion in your mind. That you lost the jackpot and now you will not find somebody like anymore. "I'm sorry Crystal." My words go out of my mouth, and I can hear her breath accelerating, and now she was looking into my eyes, concerned and full of worrying feelings. In the end, she was the only one who waited for me so long, with so much patience, and I was the one who fucked up everything big style, now I'm looking into her beautiful blue eyes, like a big and calm ocean, and I want to go and throw myself from a building because I don't deserve any of her kindness.