we need to talk

Jackson POV

"Hey Jacks! Watch out!" I saw the basketball soaring through the air right towards me.

I caught it mid air.

"Oohhhhh my god! So lit! He caught that junk mid air!" Bambam looked so amazed.

"So amazing!" Yugyeom yelled.

They both looked at each other.

"He made it look so easy!" They both said in unison.

"Y'all so extra."

"Jackson hyung you can't be talking." BamBam pointed one of his crusty fingers at me.

Ha. Crusty.

Krusty krab pizza.

But really though he need to do something with his nails.

"Yea hyung. Your the reason why extra exists."

"Shut up. I'm awesome. Being extra is awesome cuz I'm awesome."

Someone threw a ball at my head.

"Ow! Why'd you do that Joonie? That hurt." I rubbed my head.

"You were saying nonsense. I had to stop it before it turned into something catastrophic."

I heard Jin laughing. It made me and the others laugh too.

"So true." He said and just kept laughing.

It wasn't even funny.

Jin thought everything Namjoon said was funny.

"Goals." I said nodding my head.

Namjoon and Jin have been real close since they were kids. Everyone thinks they're the bestest of friends.

But all I see is the couple of the century.

"Is something wrong Jackson? You seem spaced out today. It's not like you to lose focus in gym." Jin walked over to me with concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine. Just thinking about some stuff."

"You think?" Namjoon asked looking surprised.

This punk.

"Oh fuck you!" I shoved Namjoon.

We both laughed.

Coach blew the whistle and told us to quit goofing off.

"You guys wanna play another round?" Yugyeom suggested.

We all agreed.

During the game I just couldn't focus. I keep thinking about what mom said to me this morning.

"Jackson. When you come home from school we need to have a talk." My mom looked at me sternly.

Did I do something wrong?

Did something happen between her and dad?

"Don't worry Jackson. Your not in trouble. We just need to have a chat. You, me, and my coworker."

"You're coworker?"

"Yea. You know Jaebum?"

Oh yea. Mom invited him over for dinner once. He's a pretty cool guy.

"Is something wrong at work? Why do I need to talk to him?"

"It's j- just come home once school is finish."

"Ok I guess."

What the hell is up?

Mom looked all nervous today. And she's not one to just be nervous.

I missed the ball.

Damn. I'm really off my A game.

Why is this bothering me so much.

"You alright Jackson? You're not acting or playing like you usually are." Bambam looked at me with worry in his eyes.

"You kind've look lost like Mark." Yoongi came up to us.

He started to laugh.

"That dude always looks like he's lost in la la land. It's like he's always in his own world. Kinda creeps me out."

Mark? I guess he's right. He does look a little lost from time to time.

We don't really talk much. We have a couple classes together.

I guess Yoongi is right. He is an odd one.

He's always staring at me all weird. Maybe he's fascinated of my awesomeness.

Yea.

"Yoongi you stay dissing Mark."

"So what Yugyeom? He's weird. You can't tell me that you don't feel creeped out around him."

We all nodded.

It's true. Mark is a bit creepy but everyone has they're differences.

Speaking of Mark I hope he's alright.

He's been gone all week.

Were his injuries that bad?

Did he

Die?

I may not know him well but I'm concerned.

My parents raised me to have a good heart.

The bell interrupted my thoughts.

"Yea! School is over baby!" BamBam pulled off his shirt and started running around the gym dabbing.

"Mr. Bhuwakul! Get your ass in the locker room! No one wants to see that!" Coach Park marched over to him furious.

"It's for the ladies." Bambam started to flex.

The ladies all screamed.

"That's all skin and bones honey!" Lisa yelled.

I busted out laughing.

"Naw Lisa! This is what you call the Thai Dwayne Johnson!"

I laughed even harder. He looks like a fucking poppy stick.

"If your the Thai Dwayne Johnson than I'm the Thai Beyonce!"

"Stop it!" I yell. I have tears in my eyes. My stomach hurts. I can't stop laughing.

Everyone else was laughing too expect coach. He looked angry. His face is all red. But then he turns to look at me on the floor laughing.

My laughs become louder.

His face is so red it's hilarious. And he has a butt chin so it's even funnier.

Red hot butt cheeks.

My hyena laugh echoes through the gym.

Everyone is laughing. Even coach joins in.

"I can't!" I scream. I've never laughed so much.

"Alright alright everybody. To the locker rooms. Go get changed. Busses will leave soon."

And with that everyone ran into the locker rooms frantic to get home and on the buses. No one doesn't want to be left at school on a Friday.

I took my time to leave. I drive to and from school. I'm not in a rush.

Plus my stomach hurts so bad I can't move too fast.

Once I made my way to my car I saw Yoongi and his buddies.

"Sup Jackson."

"Hey Taehyung."

"You wanna hang tonight?"

"I have no intentions at committing suicide."

We both laugh.

Ouch. My stomach.

"Ok ok. Do you wanna hang out tonight?"

"Nah. I can't. I got some stuff to do."

I'm still kind've anxious about this talk mom wants to have.

"Oh ok. That sucks." Jungkook looked dissapointed.

"Sorry."

I looked at my watch.

3:30.

Shit.

Usually I'm home by now.

"Well I gotta go. See you guys later."

"Later Jacks." Yoongi gave me a fist bump.

"Later Yong."

Then I hopped into my car.

My shining silver Chevy Camaro SS.

My baby.

I started the car and made my way home.

I really want to know what mom has to say.

And her coworker.

It's strange.

Why would he want to talk to me too?

Do they think I'm crazy?

Are they going to admit me in?

Platinum is a institute for the mentally insane. It's the highest ranked mental institution in Southeast Asia.

That's were my mom works.

What does she have to say?

I just have to wait.

It probably won't be too bad.

Right?

A taste of Jackson's POV. Whoo!And may all the lives lost in Vegas rest in peace. Bless them and their families.🙏#VegasStrong💪Thanks for reading.Baaaaaaayyyyyyyyiiiiiiiieeeeeee