"Jacky?" I asked walking over to the couch where Jack laid curled up in a ball with my big black and blue plaid comforter wrapped around him.

Jack just looked up at me and sniffled but let me know he was listening.

"I was gonna ask how you were feeling but I think I know the answer." I said pushing his fringe out of his face, my hand trailing down to his cheek.

"Meh." He said pulling the comforter around himself tighter.

"Jack, when's the last time you ate or showered?"

"Idunno." he said rubbing his already puffy read eyes.

"C'mon baby let's get you a bath." I said pulling him away from the covers carrying him bridal style earning a whine from the male.

"Mad at you." Jack said gripping onto my chest.

"Why?" I whispered sitting him on the counter of the bathroom, turning on the tub faucet letting the warm water rise.

"You made me get up."

I couldn't help but giggle and kiss his forehead.

"Baby you're dirty and I can tell you're hungry. You'll feel a little better once you're clean and fed. I'll even grill you up some steak if you want?"

Jack nodded his head and I turned off the water motioning for him to get in. He slowly stood up and undressed himself before stepping in.

I was using a red solo cup to pour water over his head so I could shampoo his hair. He moaned when I rubbed it into his scalp then rinsed it out. I then moved on to washing his body.

When Jack was just laying back against the tub playing with the water he was the first to breat the silence.

"Alex?"

"Yeah baby?"

Jack sighed. "I want to write a song and sing it and play the guitar at her funeral."

I gave him a small smile and nodded when he stood up making grabby hands at the white fluffy towel I had hanging on the door.

"Do you want me to make you the steak now?"

Jack nodded and pulled on a pair of my boxer briefs and curled back into the covers. I smiled and walked into the laundry room getting him a freshly washed fuzzy comforter that probably smelt better than the one he had. I walked over to him and swapped it for the old one throwing it back into the dirty clothes pile.

I was on the back porch grilling our steaks and occasionally looked up at Jack through the backdoor window seeing him still curled up in the comforter but this time with my song book in his lap scribbling words into it occasionally wiping tears off his face.

"Jack" I asked setting the plates on the island in the kitchen.

"Hmm?"

"What do you want to drink?"

"Coke?"

"Sure." I said smiling reaching into the fridge for a mini can of coke setting it next to his plate.

I grabbed everything and set it on the coffee table where Jack was and we began to eat silently after Jack set my song book on the table.

"Did you finish the song?" I asked taking a bite of steak.

"Almost. I just need to figure out the strumming pattern and everything. I already know what I want the lyrics to sound like though."

I nodded. "Do you want help?"

Jack shook his head taking a sip of the carbonated drink.

"I don't want anybody to hear it until her funeral.

I nodded and finished off our plates and put them in the sink.

"Alex can you get me your guitar?"

I nodded and jogged up into my room to get my black acoustic guitar and ran back downstairs handing it to him. He muttered a thanks and walked out to the front porch and sat on the swing quietly strumming on the guitar.
After a while I heard a beautiful sound coming into the house and him quietly singing. I couldn't quite make out what he was saying but I tried not to pay any attention to it.

"Lex imma go to sleep." Jack said walking into the house and started for the stairs.

I nodded and followed him up to the bedroom. We both stripped down to our boxers and Jack laid down first. I got a idea and ran to the bathroom and got him one of my anxiety pills and had him take it.

"What's this for?" He asked holding it in my hand.

"It's some of my anxiety attack medicine. I felt your heart beating really fast and it'll help calm you down and help you sleep." He nodded and swallowed the pill with a gulp of water and made grabby hands at me when I slid into bed. I pulled him into my chest and sang quietly in his ear when he finally drifted off to sleep.

"I love you Jacky. Everything'll be alright." I whispered before I fell asleep.

Notes

Ummm.... yeah. I'm sorry for killing May. :c

On a lighter note I found a picture of my brothers fire department that I put on tumblr last night. c:

http://24.media.tumblr.com/ee8b6110daf7c46c56a1e572ce81ac1a/tumblr_mquezjDptr1rpxwhro1_500.jpg