Jackson purses his lips and snarls to himself. He scratches the back of his head and gently feels the welt at the nape of his neck
One on one (maybe gay....)
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"are you feeling better?"
"A little… Sort of…" he sighs, dropping his hand
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"alright."
He looks around, leaning his elbows on his knees
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"could you stand and walk?"
" Well now I can. Yes."
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"ok." Colden said then grabbed something and walked over. He then sat on the coffee table across from the couch.
Jackson looks up at him, "What are you doing now?"
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"shut up and stop asking so many questions." Colden said then pulled out the tiny flashlight. " I need you to stare at me."
"What? Sure." He opens his eyes wide and can't help but to smile widely.
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He just shines the light in front of him and across.
Jackson hisses at the light, "What are you doing."
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"don't stare at the light. Just look straight."
"Why?" He blaintently disobeys and looks straight at the light
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"it is so I could see if you have a concussion!"
"Uh huh." Jackson widens his eyes again, staring at the light
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"stop staring at the light." He said and turned off the light.
Jackson laughs, "Then stop flashing it in my eyes! What now?"
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"I need to shine it in front of your eyes to see if they dilate."
"You're going to shine it in my eyes again?" He snarls
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"I need to know if you have a concussion. So look straight!"
"No!" Jackson laughs
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"why can't you look straight?"
"Cause I dont wanna." He smirks
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"you're not straight?" He asked.
"Heh? Grammar. Or is that an actual question?"
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"actual question. Because I keep asking you to look straight and you aren't."
Jackson wheezes with laughter,"Are you really serious?"
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"will you look straight?"