Eventually, I fell asleep in Jackson's arm on the way to his house. It wasn't that far, but still I was tired and weak- physically and emotionally.

The smell of food woke me up. I instantly sat up and opened my eyes. I looked around and realized I was in Jackson's room.

The door slowly creaked open. I quickly turned my head to see a little kid standing there. He was skinny with short brown hair and eyes and a baby face.

"Daddy.."he yelled.

Holy shizz.. is he Jackson's kid..?! Did everyone have babies while I was gone?

To my surprise, Mark instantly ran over and knelt down towards the little boy and asked, "What's wrong..? Did you see something? Did you get hurt?"

"No, Daddy. Look, it's that pretty girl again!" the little boy exclaimed as he pointed his tiny finger at me. Mark slowly turned his head to look at me.

My eyes widened as our eyes contacted each other. I quickly hid under the blankets. Luckily, I heard Jackson's footsteps and voice yelling across the hallway "Hey, you guys time to eat!"