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daisy may montgomery. eighteen years old from franklin, tennessee. i am no longer the dancing queen. i like sweet tea and corn fields, pick up trucks and radios blasting. i'm about to run away.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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"I know," Jackson sighed. He was guilty of often jumping the gun, assuming the worst first. He knew that Daisy would never speak ill of him or his choices, but he still felt like that’s what she was trying to say. "Honestly Daisy, I’m totally over it," he assured her, smiling at her playfully. "It was sex. It was whatever. I still like considering my first time to be with you," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Yeah. that’s what I thought," he nodded, his brows furrowing as he looked down. What if she had meant her bed? It was possible that she’d lost her virginity to him. Jackson just couldn’t imagine her lying to him about it. 

"Your mother always knew what to do," he agreed, looking down sadly. It was hard not to miss her. It was even a worse punch in the gut to see Daisy hurting because of the loss of her mother. It wasn’t fair. So many great people were taken away too early and so many cruel people had too much time on earth. Jackson was certain that it would never make sense. Life was just a constant cycle of confusion. Who could they even thank for this? God? What does God have to do with any of this? As far as Jackson knew, absolutely nothing. 

Jackson watched Eric take a bump and hand the powder to Daisy, a smirk on his face. This was exciting, exactly the kind of high all of them needed right now. They could definitely go for losing their inhibitions tonight, being 100% free. He hadn’t felt free in a while, not like this. When Daisy handed him the baggy, he took it between his fingers, opening it up enough to get a large pinch of the powder, tipping his head back and inhaling the dust through his nose. A rush went through his system and he shook it out, handing the baggy to Eric again. “I’ve got a good feeling about this shit.”

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A soft flush dusted over Daisy’s cheeks at his words, pressing her lips together to keep her smile from showing. She knew that there was nothing she could to make it so she actually was his first, but hearing those words, it made her feel warm inside. She should tell him, she knew. Should tell him the truth, that she’d lied about losing her virginity so she could lose it to him. That he really was her first. It was only fair. But she didn’t even know how to go about doing it at this point. So much time had passed, how could she possibly bring it up without upsetting him?

Now was not the time to be thinking about her mother. It wasn’t the time to be reminiscing, to be nostalgic. She was about to do drugs with her long-term-best friend-turned-boyfriend and their -- she wasn’t really sure what Eric was, just that he was their’s for the time being. This was certain to turn into a mini orgy of sorts. Daisy knew the effects of MDMA, and she knew that with her condition it was only bound to amplify her already high sex drive. She was already tingling in anticipation, her body thrumming with a mix of nerves and excitement. She watched the two boys, leaning back on her palms. Eric took the baggie, doing one more bump before setting it aside, bringing his hand up to Daisy, brushing his finger along her lower lip. “Open,” he murmured, nodding as she sucked his finger between her lips, watching her intently as she licked off the remaining powder. “God, that’s hot,” he whispered, his eyes darting over her face as he pulled his finger back, releasing a breath and turning back to Jackson. “You and me both,” he chuckled, tongue darting out to wet his lips. 

Daisy watched the way Eric looked at Jackson, like he couldn’t keep his eyes off the boy. “Kiss him,” she encouraged, nodding at Eric.  “He likes you, kiss him.” Eric’s brows furrowed, glancing back to Daisy before looking back to Jackson, moving closer to him. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?” he hummed, raising a hand to trace his fingers over Jackson’s cheek. “How bad I want to fuck you. Every time I look at you. God, Jackson, you-” Eric let out a breath, shaking his head before moving in, pressing their lips together with a groan. Daisy let out a soft whimper at the visual, tilting her head wetting her lips and swallowing thickly.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson sighed, shaking his head. “Yeah, I know. The whole thing was just stupid. I should have known better,” he admitted, biting his bottom lip. “Daisy, it’s not your fault. I was drunk and stupid. It was bound to go down that way,” he whispered, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know. I don’t think the first time needs to be special. It’s all romanticized bullshit. I mean, what even is sex anyway?” he asked, his brows furrowing in thought. “Oh…” he said with a nod of his head, licking his lips as he stared blankly for a moment. He didn’t know what else to say in response. She could have easily mixed up her words, it happened to him often enough. “I know I did,” he said, laughing softly. “Honestly though, Daisy. This is good. It’s great.”

Jackson knew there was no way to morally talk himself into this kind of thing. He just had to go with his gut. He felt like this would be a good time and that felt like enough for him. He didn’t need to explain himself in any way. He just had to experience something new with Daisy. Jackson nodded his head at Eric’s response, laughing softly. “Right. Of course. Don’t mind me, I’m a dumbass,” he said with a roll of his eyes. Jackson had a tendency to get lost in his own head and forget to really pay attention to those around him. He always misinterpreted things because of it. 

Jackson laughed as Daisy went over the memory, nodding his head. “I do remember,” he said, pressing his lips together as he went over the memory in his mind. “I remember my parents being furious, but your brothers were so chill. They were just reassuring us that it would be fine and our parents would forget all about it,” he said, laughing softly at the memory. Jackson was about to respond to her questions when the lights above their head began to go off. He glanced up, turning his head to look at Eric. He laughed, smiling down at Daisy again. “I suppose it’s time to let the games begin,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “You just take small bumps of it. It’s better that way. It won’t be so intense. If you sniff full lines, it’ll all hit you at once and it won’t be as fun,” he tried to explain. “I just put it on the tip of my finger and sniff. It’s not too hard,” he assured her with a smile, flicking the powder in the bag down to the bottom. 

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Daisy’s brows twitched in a frown, shaking her head minutely. “I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about it, that’s not what I meant…” She said softly, sighing. It seemed lately she couldn’t ever get her words to come out right, especially around Jackson. Daisy bit her lip and nodded, but couldn’t help still feeling a little guilty. After all, she had lied to him about losing her virginity, just so she could lose it to him. “Yeah, but it helps if it’s with someone you care about. And I know you guys weren’t… I’m still going to wish there was something I could have done, doesn’t matter what you say.” She shrugged. Clearing her throat softly, Daisy turned to look away for a moment, feeling the heat on her cheeks. “Jason’s bed. Not my bed.” She murmured, forcing a smile. She sniffled softly and nodded, her lips quirking in a small smile as she peered at him from under her lashes. “If you say so.”

The memory made Daisy smile, thinking about their old life in Franklin and all the adventures they’d had, all the plans they’d made. And now they were actually doing it. They were together, about to see the world, or at least the continental United States. This is how things were supposed to be. It was them against the world, just like it had always been. “My dad was freaking out and my mom was trying to get him to calm down, but as soon as she said the word hospital he started panicking. She was always a lot better at injuries than he was,” she trailed off softly, the memory of her mother both comforting and stinging. She didn’t need to be thinking about such sad things right then, it wasn’t the time.

Her head raised to look at Eric, flashing him a quick smile as he sat down and joined them, sitting in between the two, though he was slightly nearer to Jackson. “It’s real easy, Daisy, don’t worry,” Eric assured her with a smile. She nodded along as Jackson explained, chewing at her lower lip. She took a deep breath, releasing it shakily. Eric took the baggie from Jackson, digging out a small amount of powder on his pinky finger, raising it to his nostril and sniffing, blinking at the slight sting. He repeated the gesture, glancing to Jackson before moving toward Daisy, holding it out in offering, smiling and nodding for her to go ahead. Daisy, looking nervous as ever, moved forward slightly, repeating the action she’d just seen Eric do, squeezing her eyes shut and sniffling afterward, rubbing at her nose. “That was weird.” She muttered, shaking her head as Eric moved back, handing the bag back to Jackson.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson laughed dryly, shaking his head. “Yeah, it wasn’t exactly the most ideal first experience,” he admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. “Mhm. I had a rock sticking into my tailbone the entire time,” he said, rolling his eyes at the memory. His brows furrowed at her and he cleared his throat, meeting her eyes for a moment. “Your bed?” he asked. Jackson wasn’t one to talk about sex much either, but Daisy had always been his only real friend. He barely even had a conversation worthy of discussion with anyone else. He nodded his head. “I like to tease you about it, but I can’t complain. I’m basically in the best situation any guy could get himself into.”

Jackson wondered for a moment if this would be too intense for Daisy. Eric and Jackson’s sexuality was about average for two guys their age, but Daisy was very hypersexual. It didn’t take an expert to figure that out. Rolling for Daisy might just be a means of torture and he was beginning to wonder already if this was a good idea or if they might regret it at the end of the night. But Jackson knew that this trip was about new experiences, and that was exactly what they were about to indulge in. There couldn’t possibly be anything wrong with that.

"Dude, I don’t fucking care. I’m not going to judge you on your house work skills," he said. "Barn work," he smirked, correcting himself. He reached out for Daisy’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze and smiling at her. When they finally entered the barn, Jackson’s eyes scanned the place, surveying it for any possible dangers when they began to roll. He nodded his head, making his way to the stage and hopping up, opening the closet to pull out a few blankets, tossing them down on the floor of the stage. "This is going to be fun," he said with a smirk, waving Daisy over to him as he plopped down on one of the blankets he had spread out. 

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“Well no shit, I coulda told you that when it happened,” she laughed, shaking her head. Her face grew serious, pressing her lips together and looking at Jackson. “I remember thinking I wish I could have gone back in time and done it different for you.” She started softly, swallowing thickly. “I know first times aren’t generally all they’re cracked up to be, and it’s never how you think it’s going to be… I just remember thinking, if anybody deserved a special first time, it was you.” She whispered, her eyes soft as she blinked up at him, a ghost of a smile on her lips. “Hmm?” She hummed, brows raising as she looked up at him, realizing what she’d said, opening her mouth and floundering for a moment. “A bed. I meant, a bed. Obviously it wasn’t my bed.” She laughed nervously, shaking her head, the flush dusting her cheeks betraying her. “You complain a lot, Jackson,” she mumbled, brows furrowing. She wasn’t exactly sure that she believed him still, but she nodded anyway.

Daisy had no idea how this was going to go, and she was nervous. She knew what it had done to Jackson when he’d taken it, and that was generally how she was when she simply got too worked up. She didn’t know how this night was going to go, but as long as she had Jackson, she had to convince herself that she would be fine. He would take care of her. He would always take care of her. She just had to repeat that to herself. She was fine as long as she was with Jackson. And the entire point of this trip was to have new experiences, to make an adventure. She couldn’t do that without trying new things from time to time. So what if this new thing just happened to be drugs? She just had to find the right way to justify this, that was all.

Eric chuckled and shook his head. “I just meant like, be careful where you go, you might breathe in dust and go into a coughing fit or something.” He corrected, smiling over at Jackson. Eric couldn’t believe he’d gotten so lucky to meet these two, but he guessed that it would balance out, since they would be leaving soon and he would be back to being alone on the property, helping his dad manage the business and having another boring summer. But at least he would have these memories. Daisy bit her lip as she moved inside the structure, looking around and smiling. “I almost feel like I’m back at home,” she said softly, glancing over to Jackson. “Remember when we would sneak out and go to that abandoned farm down on Wembley Road? And one time I scraped my knee on a nail and you started freaking out, and we had to tell my parents where we’d gone. We thought we were going to be in so much trouble, and I had to go get a tetanus shot.” She laughed, the memory filling her mind as she watched Jackson, moving over to the blankets that he set out and sitting down. “Are you sure this is-“ She cut herself off, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. “How… Um, how do we do it? W-With the powder?” She asked softly, her brows furrowed as she glanced up at him, her head jerking up when the lights overhead came on, multicolored lights rotating around the room as music began to pour out of the speakers set up in the barn, Eric finally walking back out to them with a grin.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson could see a ghost of a smile on her face, trying to keep his satisfaction from showing. He couldn’t help it, he liked to make her smile. It didn’t matter what the circumstances were. “Need I remind you that I lost my virginity in a grassy field. The ass is a suction and it was not fun pulling grass from it, let me tell you,” he smirked. Jackson chuckled, glancing over at her playfully. “You’ll live,” he said. Jackson didn’t know a lot about Daisy’s sex life outside of what they did and frankly, he didn’t really want to know about it. All he knew was that this seemed to work for them, whatever this was. They always managed to satisfy one another. Jackson frowned at her, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Baby,” he said gently, moving a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I know you don’t like this. I know. But it’s fine. It’s not an annoyance. I like that you have a crazy sex drive. It’s fine,” he assured her.

Jackson found it so easy to just relax around the both of them. It wasn’t easy for him to warm up to new people, but with Eric, it just happened all on its own. He didn’t even have to think about it. He was definitely going to miss all of this, but he tried not to think too much about it. Jackson nodded his head in agreement, smiling at Daisy. Jackson looked at Daisy for a moment, wondering if she really did want to do this, or if she was doing it for him. He didn’t want her to be doing it for him, but he knew her enough to know that she was often not very selfish. She’d do something like this for him in a heartbeat, which was what made him so nervous. His brows furrowed when she went to grab something, laughing softly when she emerged with a bag. “Alright, let’s go,” he said, shaking his head with a smirk, glancing to Daisy as she jumped on Eric’s back. “So, lead the way,” he said to Eric, following behind him and glancing around the path as he did, taking in every inch of the territory.

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Daisy let out a soft snort of laughter, rolling her eyes in amusement. “I forgot that she just climbed on top of you.” She laughed, shaking her head in amusement. “She took your pants all the way off, though? Novice.” She murmured, smirking. “At least I was in my own bed when I lost mine, very comfy. No grass in my ass.” She nodded, giggling softly. Daisy wasn’t generally the type to go flaunting her sex life, either. As promiscuous as she could be, it was still a private thing. She didn’t like everyone knowing her business, especially about things like that. Daisy couldn’t help the small flutter in her stomach at the term of endearment, inhaling softly, drawing her lower lip between her teeth. She swallowed thickly and looked up at him, brows twitching down. “You like it?” She whispered, unsure if she believed him. “But you always complained about it, how needy I am.” She mumbled, looking down to her lap.

Daisy wasn’t really sure if she actually wanted to do this, or if she was just convincing herself that she wanted to for Jackson’s benefit. Part of her was curious about it, but she’d always been entirely against drugs. She didn’t even like to smoke pot, really. After everything that had happened with Corey, she’d been very adamant about not doing drugs. She was sure if he could see her now he’d be smacking her upside the head. But she wanted to make Jackson feel better, and her curiosity was growing by the minute. She really did want to know what it felt like, she’d been curious when Jackson was rolling and all over her, and she was curious now. Just one time wouldn’t kill her. At least that’s what she kept telling herself to try to ease her nerves.

Eric let out a puff of air when Daisy jumped on his back, chuckling and making sure he had a good grip on her before setting off in the direction of the barn. “It might be a little dusty, it hasn’t been used in a while.” Eric warned. Daisy shook her head and smiled, reaching out a hand toward Jackson for him to take, tugging him closer toward them. “A little dust never hurt nobody.” She shrugged, tangling their fingers together and glancing to him with a soft smile, hopping off of Eric’s back when they finally approached the barn. Eric moved for his keys, unlocking the barn and opening it up for them, Daisy tugging Jackson inside, looking around once the doors were closed. It was large, with a stage at the far back wall, and wooden flooring in the center of the building. “Give me a minute, I’ll go set the lights up and turn some music on. I think there’s some blankets and shit in the closet behind the stage if you guys wanna grab them, probably more comfortable than the wood.” He smiled, taking off in a jog and disappearing back behind the curtains on the stage.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson eyed her, nodding his head. “That’s the Daisy I know,” he smirked. Jackson laughed, rolling his eyes at her. “It probably sounds better than it actually would be,” he chuckled. “Hay in your asshole,” he smirked at her, wiggling his eyebrows back at her. Jackson laughed, tapping her nose gently with his index finger. “It’s always better when you have to wait,” he reminded her. Jackson wished that they at least had a matching sex drive. He felt like he wasn’t ever going to be quite enough for her, enough to fulfill her needs. He knew that he thought too much about it, but he couldn’t help it. “I’m trying not to… It’s just amusing,” he said, smiling softly at her pout. Jackson sighing, running a hand absently through her hair. “We’re going to take care of it. Promise,” he assured her. 

Jackson smiled, twirling her hair around on his finger. “Well, I know I’d enjoy it,” he said, smiling up at her. Jackson winked at Daisy, shrugging his shoulders. He looked to Eric, listening quietly as Daisy gave him all of the basic details of what had happened. He was relieved that she didn’t get too detailed with it. Jackson pulled in next to him, wrapping his arms around her. “Yes, really,” he muttered back to her. Jackson nodded along, pushing himself to sit up. “Okay, let’s just go to the barn,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “I mean… there’s not much to do here. And it would be more fun to mess around in there anyway,” he said, moving to his feet and slipping on his shoes. He opened the door, stepping out and pointing toward the outdoors. “Come on friends, we’re wasting precious time,” he said urgently, turning around and beginning to walk down the path. He didn’t know where he was going, but he knew there was nowhere else to turn anyway. 

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Daisy rolled her eyes, letting out a soft huff of breath. “Shut up,” she mumbled, pressing her lips together to hide her smile. She let out a quiet giggle, biting at her lip and grinning up at Jackson. “There will be no hay in my asshole, thank you very much. I imagine it’s probably better than the beach though. Sand in all your nooks and crannies. That sounds terrible.” She said, shivering at the thought and shaking her head. Daisy let out a huff, pressing her lips together and raising a brow. “Yeah, we’ll see what you say about that the next time I make you wait.” She mumbled, shaking her head. Most of the time that Daisy ended a relationship with someone, it was because they couldn’t keep up with her, or they just weren’t good. With Jackson, she at least knew that he was comfortable using her toys on her when it was too much for him, and she never had to worry about him not being able to make her come. He was the first person that had ever gotten her off, he was the first person she’d ever had sex with; not that he knew that. “It is not amusing, it’s a hinderance and it’s annoying. You think I like this?” She sighed, hanging her head ad shaking it slowly. “It shouldn’t have to be taken care of.” She mumbled.

Daisy stretched her legs out over Eric’s lap, leaning up against Jackson. She was going to miss this. Having the two of them, both of her boys. She didn’t realize how quickly she would get attached to someone, and only on the first stop. She knew they had to keep going, but it didn’t make it any less painful. Daisy’s lips twitched as she listened, biting at her lip and nodding. Eric ran his hands absently along Daisy’s legs, smiling at the conversation. “It would definitely be an experience.” He chuckled, nodding. Daisy pushed herself off of Jackson when he moved, continuing to chew gently at her lower lip, her heart rate picking up behind her chest. Of course she was nervous, she would be an idiot not to be. Right? Eric nodded and followed Jackson out of the door, turning to look at Daisy. Her eyes widened and she grinned. “Wait! Wait, I have to grab something!” She called out to them, slipping her shoes on and searching through their bags, biting at her lip to refrain from grinning too big when she found the bag she was looking for, grabbing it and they keys, hopping out of the van and locking it before running up behind Eric, laughing as she jumped onto his back, the bag swinging from her hand as she pointed forward. “Onward!” She giggled, Eric laughing as he hitched her further up his back and led the way to the barn. Daisy glanced over to Jackson, pressing her lips together, knowing that he knew exactly what was in the bag.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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 "I know I don’t. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to," he assured her gently, shaking his head quickly. "I’m not mad at you. I’m never mad at you. I’m just mad," he said. He didn’t want her to think he was angry at her when he was really just angry in general. That wasn’t fair to her. Jackson nodded his head, still not entirely convinced. "I mean… I don’t know… I just feel… I don’t know," he shrugged. "You love me," he said with a nod, trying his best to make himself believe it. "It’s kind of a big deal," he shrugged his shoulders, glancing up to her. He cleared his throat, letting out a heavy breath. "I guess not," he muttered. Jackson didn’t want to fight with her. he hated fighting with her, it made his heart hurt. “Unless you suddenly turn into Cassia over night, no, I couldn’t possibly ever hate you.” He knew that was the complete truth. Daisy was the one person in his life that he could never let himself despise. Jackson smiled softly, nodding his head. “It’s fine. You had every right to think that way. It wasn’t like I told you the full story,” he said, shrugging his shoulders and swallowing roughly. “Exactly.”

Jackson laughed softly, nodding his head. “Well, it does kind of sound hot. You have to admit it,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. He sighed against her lips, nodding his head. “Time is exhausting, isn’t it?” he asked, rolling his eyes at the thought. “I know you’re always desperate to come,” he said, rolling  his eyes playfully. “Okay, good. Because that’s the plan,” he winked in her direction, his hand trailing down her stomach and moving to her centre, rubbing gently through her jeans. He nodded his head when she spoke, pulling his hand away and watching as she left, he leaned back onto the bed, shutting his eyes for a moment. He waited patiently, glancing up when he heard the door swing open again. He laughed when Daisy explained the size of the van, swallowing roughly as he met eyes with Eric. Jackson nodded his head at his question, shrugging a shoulder. “Just had a moment,” he assured him, smiling to Daisy. “Let’s get rolling, shall we?” he smirked.

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Daisy pressed her lips together, biting back her smirk. “I never said I didn’t think it would be hot.” She murmured, shaking her head with a laugh. “It would be very hot. Rolling around in the hay, literally.” She bit down on her lower lip, waggling her eyebrows and giggling. Daisy hummed softly in response, nodding. “I don’t like time. Time is bad, you should just fuck me right now, screw time.” She murmured, nipping gently at his lower lip, scooting a little closer to him. Sometimes, Daisy really did wish she was different, that her body didn’t control her so much. Especially in a situation like this, where she knew she needed to make sure Jackson was okay, but the ache between her legs was coming back, and she was beginning to get squirmy. “Don’t make fun of me,” Daisy pouted, her brows drawing down. “I can’t help it. It just happens. It’s annoying. You know it’s not very fun to wake up soaked all the time. And it actually hurts if I don’t do anything about it. It like… consumes.” She shrugged, biting at her lip and looking away.

“I like that visual, both of you down there.” She nodded, shifting where she sat, stifling a soft noise that slipped out. Her breath hitched as his hand moved, moaning softly, her lashes fluttering shut at the attention. “You’re such a tease.” She murmured, blinking her eyes open to look at Jackson, unable to keep from whining softly when he pulled his hand away. Daisy briefly filled Eric in on what had happened on their walk back, not divulging too much, knowing it wasn’t her place to say exactly what had happened. She smiled up at Jackson as she climbed back into the van, Eric following behind her, closing the door behind them. Daisy crawled into the bed beside Jackson, beckoning Eric over. She rolled her eyes at Jackson’s phrasing, raising a brow his way. “Really?” She asked, shaking her head, her lips pursing as Eric chuckled. “Let’s do it.” He nodded, sitting down on the bed beside them. Daisy bit her lip as she fidgeted, swallowing roughly. “So, um, h-how do we do this?” She asked, her voice not as steady as she would have liked. “And… are we gonna, just stay here? Or… Or go to the barn?” She pressed her lips together, eyes darting between the boys. “Well, there would be a lot more space in the barn.” Eric shrugged.

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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"I know you have. I’m not angry at you, I’m just angry. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you feel like I’m mad at you," he said gently, meeting her gaze for a moment before looking away. Jackson sniffed, his jaw clenching as he stared at the ground. He didn’t know how to properly communicate his pain. "Okay," he whispered, not wanting to argue any longer with her. He knew that she wasn’t going to give in until he agreed with her anyway. Jackson nodded in agreement, swallowing thickly. He met her gaze, biting his bottom lip. "So, this is love? You’re serious about this?" he asked, his eyes widening slightly. "I mean… You compared us to your parents. That’s a big deal," he whispered, trying to keep himself from smiling. He was supposed to be upset, but somehow that managed to hit a soft spot for him. Jackson never seen love quite like the love Daisy’s parents had. 

"I’m glad," he whispered, biting his bottom lip. It was nice to be forgiven, even if she didn’t really believe Jackson had anything to be completely sorry for. Jackson nodded his head, pressing his lips tightly together. "Well, I want you here. I do. I love you," he said, licking his lips and glancing to the roof of the van. Jackson wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to him and nuzzling her hair. It was nice to have her near him again. He hated fighting with her, everything felt wrong when they weren’t getting along. He shook his head, his brows furrowing. "I couldn’t hate you. I understand why you did it. I’d want to do the same thing if it had happened to you. I was upset, of course. But not at you, just with… everything," he shrugged his shoulders, his eyes glazing over in thought. He nodded his head with a smile, moving a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Exactly. I’m not ready for this adventure to come to an end yet.

"Okay, staying here sounds great," he said with a nod. Jackson laughed, nodding his head. "Well, maybe we’ll had to that barn Eric was talking about later," he suggested. Jackson chuckled softly, tangling his legs with hers. "In time," he assured her, leaning forward to kiss her lips. Jackson nodded his head, biting his bottom lip. "We can fuck when we’re on it, if you want," he shrugged. "Only takes like twenty minutes to kick in. Me or Eric could just go down on you or something if you’re that desperate to come," he said. "Go ahead and text him or whatever, I’ll try to clean up the trash so we have some floor space at least," he laughed, shaking his head as he finally forced himself to sit up and begin to clean. He was relieved that they made up again. He didn’t want this entire trip to be a Jerry Springer show. They were supposed to be leaving the drama behind.

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“Well, you don't have to take it out on me,” she whispered, shaking her head. “It makes me feel bad when I think you’re mad at me. Like, I feel sick.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair and looking down. Daisy nodded softly, her lips twitching, glad he was giving in, even if only to get her to shut up. Daisy’s brows drew down at Jackson’s question, a little confused as she looked up at him. “Of course this is love, Jackson,” she replied, shaking her head. “Yes. Yes I'm serious about this. I — I told you Jackson, I love you.” She whispered, swallowing roughly. She opened her mouth to speak, at a loss for words, a flush rising on her cheeks. “I-“ She started, floundering for a moment. “It -- It’s not, it’s not that big of a deal.” She mumbled, ducking her head as her cheeks heated up. “Is it such a bad thing, though?” She whispered, brows drawing down.

“Good,” Daisy murmured, her lips pressing in a smile as she glanced up at Jackson. “I love you, too.” She sighed. She let herself be pulled closer to him, sighing softly as she settled against him, feeling herself relax further the longer she was with him. The last thing she wanted was for them to be fighting, it always made her feel terrible and stressed her out so much. “Don't say that. You don’t know. You could probably hate me. I’m sure I'm capable of doing something that would make you hate me.” She mumbled, shaking her head. “Jax?” She whispered, biting at her lip. “I’m really sorry. I should have known something was wrong the first time you told me. That… It wasn’t like you to do something like that, and I should have known. Instead I yelled at you. I'm really sorry.” She whispered, sniffling softly. “Right. No end to this adventure.” She nodded.

“Mm, staying here does sound great.” She nodded, nuzzling closer to him. “You just want to do it in a barn.” She giggled, shaking her head as she pulled back to look at him with a smirk, raising a brow as if daring him to deny it. She smiled down at their legs, biting at her lower lip. “Mm, time is too long." She murmured, leaning forward to return the kiss. She nodded slowly at his words, swallowing thickly. “I want.” She whispered, chewing at her lower lip, the ache between her legs already returning. “Jackson, I'm always desperate to come." She retorted, raising a brow. “But having both of you go down on me does sound pretty nice.” She hummed in thought, biting at her lip, shifting in her seat.  Daisy laughed softly, shaking her head. “I can’t. My phone is still over there. Everything is still over there. Like my shoes.” She laughed, stretching out her legs and wiggling her toes. “I just took off after you. But I’ll go over there and tell him.” She nodded, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek before pushing herself up, hopping out of the van and making her way over to Eric’s to collect him, her shoes and her phone before making their way back to the van, opening the door back up with Eric behind her. “It’s kinda small.” She shrugged, glancing back to him with a sheepish smile. Eric laughed and shook his head, settling his hands on her middle as he stepped in behind her. “It’s fine. It’s cozy.” He replied. “Jackson,” he nodded toward Jackson, smiling. “You okay man?” He asked, his voice sincere.

[daisymontgomery]

Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson didn’t really know what to say. He couldn’t defend himself in this situation. What he had done was ridiculous. He knew that. He couldn’t defend something that he knew was wrong. That wouldn’t be fair to her. “I know… I just… We all make bad decisions, I guess,” he trailed off. Jackson nodded his head, his breath hitching. He felt terrible about it. He didn’t know how to apologize enough. “It should change. You’re right. And I’ll take all the blame, Daisy. I’m really just - you know? There’s a lot going on in my head,” he tried to explain, frowning at her. He really wanted to reach out and take her hand, but he refrained.

Jackson struggled with talking to people, even Daisy. He struggled to find his words and describe how he feels. He wanted to be able to communicate with her, but he couldn’t figure out how to describe what he was feeling. He cared so much about her, but somehow that just made it worse. “You don’t have to be sorry, Daisy. Really. I love you and I care about you, you don’t have to apologize to me,” he assured her. Jackson sighed shakily, unable to bring himself to say anything, so he just kept his mouth shut. Jackson sighed shakily, nodding his head and looking to the ground. “It’s still not okay. I’ll never do it again. I promise,” he assured her with a nod, reaching up to run a finger through her hair. He still felt guilty, even if Daisy wasn’t extremely upset with him.

He didn’t know how to put his feelings into words. It was like it was exploding inside of him, but he couldn’t get any of the feelings out. He didn’t know how to say to her what he wanted to say. “You’re welcome,” he snorted, nodding his head. He smiled when she made her way over to him, moving into the bed to give her some room. It was a relief to see that she wasn’t mad at him right now, because all he wanted was her. He didn’t know what to say. “Yeah, you should have,” he agreed with a laugh. He listened silently as Daisy spoke quickly, biting his lower lip. “No,” he shook his head. “I don’t want to go back. I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here for a little while longer and then keep going,” he said with a nod.

He propped himself up on his elbows, leaning his head back. He sighed shakily, biting his lower lip in thought. “I don’t really feel like leaving right now,” he said. “But maybe we can just invite Eric here and we can have some fun here,” he smiled, reaching over to move a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I just want a distraction. Fuck Cassia. Fuck everything we left behind in Franklin. Let’s just move on with our lives and have fun together. That’s what this is all about, right? We’re free. So let’s be free. Let’s… Are you sure you don’t want to roll? We don’t have to, I’m just making sure before I get rid of it.”

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Daisy sighed softly, a sad frown on her face as she gazed up at Jackson. “I know there is, Jax. But you don’t have to be angry with me, you don’t… I just want to help you. I’ve only ever wanted to help you.” She whispered, swallowing roughly and shaking her head, looking away. Daisy knew Jackson wasn’t always the best at getting his feelings across, but it had never been as big an issue as it was now. Even so, Daisy knew how to be patient with him, and she always would be. She loved him too much to let him go so easily. To let him withdraw into himself and shut her out. “I do have to be sorry, Jax. Just let me be sorry, it’s okay.” She said softly, pleadingly. “That’s why I have to apologize to you, Jackson. Because I love you and I care about you and I know you love me and you care about me, and that’s not how people who love and care about each other treat each other. I don’t…” She trailed off, chewing at her lip and sighing. “I don’t want to be like your parents Jackson. I want to be like mine. I’ve never seen two people who loved each other more than my mom and dad.” She whispered, sniffling softly.

“I believe you,” she sniffled, nodding. “And I forgive you,” she murmured, a small smile pulling at her lips at the feel of Jackson’s fingers in her hair, tilting her head toward his hand and sighing softly. Daisy rolled her eyes at his words, shaking her head. “I’m serious, Jackson. I want you to want me here, I don’t want to force my way in here.” She murmured, shaking her head sadly. Daisy moved closer to him, curling up at his side. Even if they’d been fighting, nothing made her feel more at ease than being close to him. Even before they’d actually gotten together, before they’d even started their friends with benefits thing, being around Jackson just made her feel better. Like she was home. Home was with Jackson, it wasn’t anywhere else. Daisy giggled softly, biting at her lip. “I wanted to. So bad. I was so close to doing it.” She sighed, shaking her head. “I didn’t want you to be mad at me, though. I was surprised you weren’t mad at me for even going there. I thought you’d hate me.” She admitted, shrugging a shoulder. Daisy nodded at his answer, smiling softly. “Okay.” She replied. “I don’t want to go back either. I just want to… to keep going, with you. We’re on an adventure.” She murmured, nodding.

Daisy shifted against Jackson as he moved, tilting her head up to watch him. “That’s fine,” she murmured, nodding. “We can stay here.” Daisy giggled softly, raising a brow and looking around the van before looking back to Jackson. “Might be a little crowded, but I guess we could give it a go. Might get a little more sweaty than usual, too.” She laughed, shaking her head at the thought of the three of them in the small area. “But I’m down.” She shrugged, biting at her lip. “How about,” Daisy started, lowering her voice and batting her lashes up at him. “You fuck me,” she suggested, a small smirk on her lips as she tilted her head. She leaned up to press a kiss just under his ear. “That’s a pretty good distraction, I think.” She whispered. “I still want to play, Jackson. I’m still achey.” She murmured, pulling back, looking up at him almost lustfully. “That’s what it’s all about,” she repeated nodding. She bit down on her lip at his question, shaking her head. “I told you Jackson, I changed my mind. I want to. I do. As long as I’m with you, though. That’s… I have to be with you. I don’t want to do anything without you. But… I want to do it. I want…” She trailed off, wetting her lips as she shifted where she sat, her lashed fluttering slightly as her thighs brushed. “I want to know what it feels like.”

[daisymontgomery]

Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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"I’m not saying I don’t want to… to fuck you," he said, pressing his lips together and sighing. "I know you’re not stupid. I want to fuck you, I just mean that’s not what this is all about," he assured her, letting out a heavy sigh and turning away. Jackson groaned, running his hand over his face and shutting his eyes. "Look, I’m not trying to be a dick or anything. I just-," he cut himself off, sniffing softly and glancing down to his lap. Jackson narrowed his eyes at her, shaking his head. "You don’t make stupid decisions when you’re sober, stop it," he said, rolling his eyes before rubbing them with his fists. "Okay," he said simply. Jackson didn’t know what to say, so he just kept his mouth shut, leaning back against the couch. He didn’t want to fight, he wanted to have a good time with Daisy. He didn’t want to ruin it by pushing her to argue with him. "I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to start an argument," he said simply.

Jackson bit harshly on his bottom lip, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell,” he whispered, frowning down at the ground. Jackson didn’t want to turn around. He didn’t want to face any of this, he just wanted to return to the van where he was safe. “What?” he mumbled under his breath, shaking his head. He didn’t want to look her in the eyes, because he was terrified she’d see right through it. “It’s okay. It’s fine. You were right,” he mumbled, shrugging his shoulders and glancing up to the sky. Jackson just shook his head, tilting his head away and swallowing thickly. “Nothing,” he muttered quietly. “It’s not fine. I shouldn’t have done that to you. It’s not fair. I don’t do that to you, Daisy,” he mumbled, sniffing softly. He couldn’t stand there anymore and face this. It was too hurtful to think that he had done what Cassia did, that he let his suffering become part of who he was. He felt disgusted with himself, but even more furiously angry with Cassia.

Jackson heard Daisy’s voice on the other side of the door, shutting his eyes and shaking his head. He didn’t know what to do with himself. He didn’t know if he should open the door and let her in, or just let her go back to the RV and forget about all of this. He was tired of burdening people with this stuff. He was sick of being weak and sad and the victim. He felt like he was always that person to Daisy and as much as he loved her support, he didn’t want to feel like he needed her protection all the time. His throat was tight as he pushed himself up from the bed, slowly making his way to the door. He opened it up, giving her a tight lipped smile and making his way back to the bed. “Door was unlocked,” he said in a whisper, shutting his eyes and hunching over his lap. He swallowed thickly, opening his mouth to begin speaking. “I-,” he stalled, shaking his head and turning to look out the window. “I called Cassia,” he managed, frowning up at Daisy. “I called her and I told her I wished she was dead because fuck… I wish she was dead.”

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“Then what is it all about Jackson, because I don’t see any other reason for this,” she mumbled, brows furrowing as she shook her head. She swallowed roughly, rolling her eyes and looking away, but refraining from making a snarky comment. She really didn’t want to fight with him. “I make stupid decisions all of the time, Jackson.” She whispered, shaking her head sadly. Daisy sniffled softly, pressing her lips together to keep her chin from quivering. She nodded slowly at his apology, wetting her lips. “I know you didn’t. But you just kept pushing it, Jax,” she whispered, shaking her head. Daisy raised her eyes slowly to his, chewing at her lower lip. “We don’t yell at each other, Jackson. Not seriously. But that’s all we’ve been doing lately. Is yelling and fighting, and I thought that was going to change after we… after I — admitted everything.” She mumbled, looking down and shaking her head.

Daisy only wanted to talk to him, she wanted to make sure that he was okay. She didn’t want him leaving angry or upset, especially not because of something she did or said. And she didn’t want him walking away without them having the opportunity to talk. That was what always ended up screwing them over, the fact that they didn’t talk. “Maybe I was right but I didn’t have to be such a bitch about it, Jackson. Please. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let any of that leave my mouth.” She whispered, shaking her head. “Jackson something is wrong, please talk to me. Tell me what happened, please.” She begged, her brows drawn down as she looked pleadingly up at him. “No, you shouldn’t have done that to me, you’re right. But it’s over, it happened, you apologized, and now we’re moving on. Okay? There’s nothing for you to feel bad about, I forgive you. You didn’t actually do anything to me, Jax. You didn’t touch me or anything. Actually, if anybody should feel shitty about it, it’s Eric, because I kept pushing him away.” She pointed out, her brows raising as she tried to get him to stop blaming himself.

Daisy sighed softly as she leaned against the side of the van, lolling her head against the metal, staring at the door as she waited. She would wait forever if she had to. She needed to speak to him, to know what had happened to make him bolt like that. She needed to know she hadn’t done anything that had made him upset. She pushed herself up when the door began to open, standing awkwardly in front of the open space, chewing her lip as she looked at Jackson. “Means a lot more that you opened it,” she replied softly, eyes darting down before climbing into the van, closing the door gently behind herself and sitting down on the bench. She waited patiently for him to speak, not wanting to push. Daisy inhaled softly at his words, her brows furrowing, shaking her head sadly. “Jax,” she whispered, pulling her lower lip between her teeth and nodding slowly, moving over to the bed and climbing in next to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his middle. “Me too,” she whispered, sniffling softly, glancing up at him. 

“I should have kicked the shit out of her that day. You totally know that I could have.” She murmured, a small smile tugging at her lips, attempting to coax one from Jackson. She cleared her throat softly, trailing her fingers absently along his chest in an attempt to comfort him. “You know,” she started quietly, speaking carefully. “The statute of limitations is eight years. If you wanted to do something about it, we could go back… you could press charges, you could testify against her.” She whispered, her lips twitching as she thought for a moment, scooting closer to Jackson, almost in his lap, and peering up at him. “Or, we can just keep going. We can stay here, we can hang out at the van tonight or go back to Eric’s, it’s up to you. But we can stay here for another week or so and then keep going and not look back. And we can just forget about her. But it’s up to you, Jackson. It’s your choice.” She said softly, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to the edge of his mouth, sighing softly as she rested her head against his shoulder.

[daisymontgomery]

Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Great, call me names. That will help things,” he said sarcastically. “Daisy, I’m not doing shit. I’m just trying to fucking ease your mind, that’s all,” he assured her. “I don’t want to just fuck all the time, Daisy. Let’s just do something a little different for once,” he shrugged. Jackson sighed heavily, pressing his lips tightly together so he wouldn’t be tempted to say anything back to her. “Fine,” he said simply. Jackson sighed at Eric’s response, biting his lower lip. Jackson’s breath hitched at her argument, wrapping his arms around himself. “Yeah, but-,” he started, shaking his head. He was going to argue about how different this was, but he knew that if he started, he’d peak Eric’s curiosity. Jackson shook his head at her, giving her a smile smile. “We’ll be very cautious. We won’t take too much. We’ll keep it under control. We can do this,” he assured her gently. “Well, I think you’re just being overcautious because you don’t really understand it.”

Jackson shook his head, turning his head away from her and staring off down the path. He sighed shakily, nodding his head and biting his lower lip. “Well, we don’t really have an opportunity to make stupid decisions. We’ll be locked up in a barn,” he shrugged his shoulders. Jackson sighed, clearing his throat and swallowing thickly. “Why not?” he asked gently. “What do you want me to do?! I was just trying to explain that it’s not scary. It’s fine. Everything will be fine. We’ll be careful!” he argued. “Alright. It’s respected. No is the answer,” he said simply, putting his hand up in surrender, his other over his heart. Jackson picked at his cuticles, frowning at the ground. “Okay, well let’s drop it now, okay?” he asked, looking at her sternly before turning away again. “I’m accepting no for an answer! It’s been accepted, for fuck’s sake,” he shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Okay,” he said simply, giving up the conversation there. He didn’t know what else to say. Part of Jackson knew he was being ridiculous, but he couldn’t stop himself from pushing. It was like a voice inside of his head kept telling him to keep going to see how far she’d get before she broke.

Jackson kept looking straight ahead, ignoring Daisy’s voice behind him. He just had to get to the van, where he’d be safe. He could lock her out for the night and she could stay at Eric’s. She’d be fine. He just didn’t want to be around anyone anymore. He wanted to be away for a little bit, give himself some time to think. He sighed when she turned him around, refusing to look her in the eyes at first. “You don’t have to be sorry,” he replied with a mumble, running his fingers over his lips, his throat tight, as if someone was holding it. Jackson glanced up at her words, his brows furrowing. He knew Daisy. He knew she was probably doing this for all of the wrong reasons. Plus, he wasn’t particularly up to it himself either. Jackson just shook his head at her question, afraid to speak, knowing it would easily trigger the tears. He knew those wouldn’t stop once he got started. “I’m sorry,” he said, the words barely audible. “I’m sorry I did to you what she did to me. I’m sorry. I-I have to,” he stuttered, pointing back to the van before turning around.

He made his way down the path, biting back tears. He finally made it to the van, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. He was relieved to see the bed was still set up and he crawled across it, shutting his eyes as he placed his head on his hands, facing the wall. “Mary?” he whispered, pausing for a moment. “I feel like a little kid talking to you again,” he laughed, sniffling softly. “It feels like a long time ago, doesn’t it?” he muttered, pressing his lips tightly together. “I miss you. Daisy misses you. So much. I just wish you were here so you could tell me what to do. You always just knew the right thing to do. I don’t have that ability. I don’t deserve any of this. I’m no better than Cassia. I only know how to fuck everything up. I just… I fuck everything up,” he muttered. He glanced to his bag, then to the door, quickly pushing himself up. He dug around until he found his razor, prying the casing open with his hands. “Would you stop me, Mary?” he whispered, sitting back down on the bed, placing the blade to his arm. “I’m trying to be happy. I tried. I let Eric in, didn’t I? But it doesn’t matter, because I find a way to fuck it up. I always do. Stupid Jackson. Gets himself high, hurt, beat up, fucked; all of it,” he said. “My parents think I’m some kind of demon child and I don’t blame them at all,” he whispered, wincing as the blade pierced his skin slightly.

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“If you don’t want to fuck me then why do you want to do this?” She challenged, raising a brow. “I’m not stupid, I know what MDMA does. You can’t honestly tell me that you had no intentions of fucking me while we’re on it.” She clenched her jaw tightly, swallowing around the lump in her throat as she glanced between the two. Eric chewed at his lip, ducking his head and looking sheepish. “Yeah that’s what I thought.” Daisy mumbled, shaking her head and looking away. Daisy raised a brow, looking at him expectantly as she waited for him to continue, shaking her head and looking down when he didn’t. “I understand it perfectly Jackson, I just don’t want to do it.” She said firmly. Daisy ran a hand over her face in frustration, groaning softly and shaking her head. “There is always the opportunity to make stupid decisions, and I make enough of them when I’m sober. I don’t need something to make it even worse.” She mumbled, shaking her head. “Because I just don’t, okay?” She whispered, her brows furrowing as she looked down. “Just listen to me! Stop talking over and around me, and just listen to me. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do in a relationship? Listen?” She spoke softly, her voice cracking with unshed tears as she did. “Thank you.” She whispered, swallowing roughly.

Daisy closed her eyes when he raised his voice to her, sighing heavily and shaking her head sadly. “You don’t have to yell at me.” She murmured, chewing at her lip as she kept her gaze off of him. Daisy felt a pang in her chest when Jackson only ignored her, her frown deepening as she went after him. “Jackson please stop,” she called out, letting out a breath when she finally caught up with him. Her chest tightened when he wouldn’t look at her, wetting her lips nervously. “I do have to be sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things to you.” She said softly, shaking her head gently. She offered him a small smile when he glanced up, trying to convey that she was being honest, that she did want this. Even if it was only to make him happy. Her face dropped when he shook his head, her stomach sinking. “Jackson what’s wrong? What happened?” She asked urgently, reaching up to brush her fingers through his hair. “Jackson it’s fine, I forgive you. Please tell me what happened. Talk  to me.” She whispered, deflating when he took off once again. Daisy watched him go, rooted to the spot, unsure what to do. She glanced back to Eric, chewing at her lip, shaking her head before going after Jackson, wincing at the gravel under her bare feet.

Daisy jogged back to the van, ignoring the ache in her soles, sighing once she finally reached the grass around their van. She pressed her lips tightly together, picking at her cuticles as she stood a few feet from the side door. She knew he probably wanted to be alone right now, but she had to go after him. She needed to know he was okay. Or do something to help him. Daisy stepped forward cautiously, knocking softly on the side of the van. “Jackson,” she spoke only loud enough for him to hear her. “Jackson please talk to me. Did I do something?” She asked, her brows furrowed as she chewed at her lip. “I’m sorry. Please tell me what happened. We can talk about this. That’s what we’re supposed to do. We can’t keep acting like we did before, this is never going to work. I love you.” She whispered, her voice faltering as her throat tightening. “Please open the door. Please talk to me. We can work through this. I’m not going anywhere, please talk to me.” She pleaded, swallowing thickly. “It’s just me. Eric stayed behind.” She added, hoping that would help in his decision to let her in. Even if the door was unlocked, she wasn’t going to open it. She wanted him to let her in, she didn’t want to force her way in.

[daisymontgomery]

Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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"Okay, let’s do drugs tomorrow," he said, smirking at her playfully. He couldn’t help but find a little amusement in all of this. Jackson sighed. rolling his eyes. "Come on! Stop being like this. You’re being ridiculous," he said, staring at her hard for a moment before turning away. "Because we don’t want a quiet day. We want to have a good time. Why can’t we have a good time?" Jackson asked, his eyebrows raised. Jackson sighed at her response, clearing his throat. "Hey, who you calling a dick?" he asked, frowning at her dramatically. Jackson sighed, leaning his head back against the couch and turning to look at Eric pleadingly. He didn’t know how to get her on their side anymore. He pressed his lips tightly together, swallowing thickly. "Daisy, it’s really not that bad," he said. "You’re making this into a way bigger thing than it is."

"You’re right, I don’t know that. I don’t know if something is going to go wrong. But we can be careful," he said gently. "Relax, Daisy. Why are you getting so mad?" he asked, his brows furrowing. Jackson rolled his eyes at her question, shaking his head. "Unbelievable," he mumbled. "Do you really think that little of me? Stupid Jackson always making stupid decisions. Getting himself drunk, high, beat up, fucked; stupid Jackson," he said, whispering at the end of it. "No, but we could do stuff like this occasionally. It’s not going to kill us. It’s just an experience, one we can have together," he suggested. "Because you’re being dramatic. You’re making this into something it’s not!" he argued back. "Okay!" he yelled back. "No, but I can try. And we’ll be in a fucking barn, Daisy. How much trouble can we really run into?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "I said alright. I’ll let it go. Fuck,” he shook his head, looking down at his hands. “Whatever,” he whispered, swallowing thickly. “I’m. Not. Doing. Anything!” he snapped. His stomach dropped at her question and he felt dizzy, holding onto the handle of the chair. “We’re not having this conversation right now,” he said firmly. 

"That’s not what this is. It’s not like that," he said, shaking his head. He sighed shakily, running his hand through his hair. "A conversation? Really? That did not feel like a fucking conversation," he muttered, narrowing his eyes at her. "Okay," he snapped. Jackson sighed, moving to the couch and sitting back down. He watched as Eric got up, his throat tight. Jackson let out a shaky breath, pulling out his phone. He had two bars, but it would be enough. He glanced to the front door, bringing up his contents and stopping on the contact C. He pressed call, his hand shaky as the phone rang. “Hello?” Cassia spoke, her voice as peppy and friendly as it had always been. “Fuck. You,” Jackson said slowly and harshly. “I - Hello?” she said again. “I’d never wish death on anyone else, but for you, I hope it’s painful. I hope you suffer,” he said, keeping his voice low. “Jackson? Jackson, is that you? Where are you? Your parents are worried sick about you!” she said urgently. Jackson’s hand clenched around the phone, his breathing shaky. “I don’t care about parents. I don’t care about you. I just thought you should know all of this is your fault. Have fun burning in hell,” he said, dropping his phone to the floor and heading out the front door. He turned around for a moment to look to Daisy, swallowing thickly. “Sorry,” he said, making his way down the path back to the van. 

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“You’re being such an asshole,” she mumbled, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “I’m not being like anything, Jackson, you’re being pushy.” She argued, raising a brow, not backing down from his stare. “We’ve been having a good time, I’m having a good time right now. If you want to fuck me all you have to do is ask, we don’t have to do drugs.” She murmured, pulling away from both of them, wrapping her arms around herself. “I am calling you a dick. Dick.” She repeated, her eyes narrowed at the couch. Eric looked at Jackson and shook his head cluelessly, shrugging his shoulders. I don’t know he mouthed, chewing at his lip. “Daisy, it’s nothing bad, I swear. It’s just to have a little fun.” He tried again, sighing when Daisy turned away from him. “I’m not making this into anything Jackson, I said no and that’s it. I shouldn’t have to justify or defend my choices, especially to you.” She said, the hurt behind her voice obvious. “How can you be careful if you’re on drugs? You aren’t in control, Jax.” She whispered, shaking her head. “I’m frustrated because you won’t just accept my answer.”

Daisy’s stomach turned as Jackson spoke, her grows furrowing as she shook her head. “Jackson don’t, you know that’s not what I mean.” She said quickly. “It doesn’t matter who you are, when you’re on drugs you make stupid decisions, I wasn’t saying anything about you.” She swallowed roughly, looking at him sadly. Daisy inhaled sharply when he spoke, clenching her jaw, pressing her lips together to keep her chin from quivering. “I don’t want this experience.” She murmured, looking away. “I’m not doing anything Jackson, you’re just not listening to me!” She cried, shaking her head. “All of this is beside the point, Jackson, I said no why can’t you just respect that?” She asked, her chest clenching. Daisy sniffled softly, rubbing at her nose as she looked away from him. “I don’t want to have this conversation but you didn’t really give me a choice, Jax,” she whispered, scuffing her foot along the plastic grass out front. “You’re not listening to me.” She whispered, shaking her head, brows furrowed. “It is like that. Why can’t you just take no for an answer?” She asked quietly, looking hurt as she glanced up at him. “Well I’m sorry it doesn’t feel that way.” She muttered, swallowing around the lump in her throat. Daisy wiped at her eyes as he walked away, almost unable to believe how terrible he was being toward her. She wanted to make him happy, but he knew how she felt about drugs. And after what had happened to him, she thought he of all people would accept no for an answer.

Her lips twitched as Eric sat there, aware of his gaze on her. “You okay?” He asked softly, his brows twitching down. Daisy swallowed roughly, hesitating before shaking her head. “My cousin overdosed when I was thirteen, a little over a year after my mom died.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair and letting her head fall back, blinking back the tears. “I was really close to him and Jackson knows this. I’ve never done drugs, I’ve only smoked pot like twice. I don’t like drugs. They took him away from me and it pisses me off and I don’t want anything to do with them.” She shrugged. Eric sighed and nodded, reaching over to brush her hair behind her ear. “I’m sure he wasn’t thinking about that when he suggested it.” Daisy shook her head. “But he still should have just taken no for an answer. Both of you should have.” She said, narrowing her eyes at Eric. “You’re right,” Eric nodded. “We should have. I can’t speak for him, but I’m sorry, and I’m sure he is too. But we didn’t mean anything by it. I really think you would enjoy it, Daisy. I think it would be fun. Let me ask you a question, how many times have you come when you’re having sex? Like, what’s your record?” Daisy shrugged, chewing at her lip. “Like, ten? You mean at one time right, like not throughout the day?” Eric nodded, smirking. “It would be a lot more than that if you were rolling. And with both of us there? Jesus, you’d be in heaven.” He smiled. Daisy sighed softly, mulling it over. Maybe she should just do it to pacify Jackson and make him happy.

Daisy looked up when the RV door opened, her brows furrowing as Jackson almost stormed out. Her frown deepened at his singled word, glancing to Eric, nodding when he motioned for her to go. “Jackson wait!” She called out, pushing herself up from the chair and going after him, placing her hand on his arm to turn him around. “Stop, please,” she said softly, chewing at her lip as she looked up at him, her brows still drawn down. “I’m sorry,” she said softly, shaking her head. “I shouldn’t have said what I said. I shouldn’t have brought that up, I’m sorry. I was’t trying to hurt you.” She explained quietly, trailing her hand down his arm, linking their fingers together. “I changed my mind,” she murmured, swallowing roughly. “I think I want to try it. If you still want to. I want to do this with you.” She nodded, offering him a small smile, though it faltered at his body language and expression. “Are you okay?” She whispered, taking a small step forward, tilting her head worriedly. “What happened?”

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Jackson sighed at her expression, leaning his head back against the couch. He didn’t want to make her mad, but he also didn’t want to spend the day on the couch. He wanted to find something else to do, something that would help them make memories together. “Oh yeah?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. Jackson put his hands up in front of him, shrugging his shoulders. “Sorry, for trying to find us something fun to do,” he said. Jackson groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “We want to hang out with you,” he pointed out, his eyes wide. “We want this experience with you, not someone else,” he told her with a frown. Jackson sighed, rolling his eyes at her. “Yeah, but then you’ll just have another excuse tomorrow not to do anything,” he said back, his brows furrowing as he looked at her. He just wanted to get off the couch. 

"Stop yelling at me, fuck," he said, rolling his eyes with a groan. Jackson shook his head, frowning at her. "Please? It would be so much fun, I promise," he assured her, biting his lower lip when he glanced to her thighs. "Yeah, but it just went badly. We won’t have an experience like that because we’re going to be together," he said gently. "Oh stop, you’re fine. Everything’s fine," he whispered. Jackson ran his hand over his face, swallowing thickly. "Yeah, b-but that wasn’t the same. It just… it was different. Things are different now. We don’t have to worry about fucking in front of anyone. Or me fucking my ex-girlfriend," he told her, his eyebrows raised. "Yeah, but not that bad. We’ve done tons of bad things. This is just another bad thing we’ve done, but it’s also fun,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Jackson rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “You’re being dramatic right now. People do stuff like this all the time, what’s the big deal?” he asked. “Yeah, we will. We’ll keep it together.”

"I didn’t say you did, I’m just jumping on it before you do," he said, narrowing his eyes at her. "Yeah," he nodded quickly. "We’ll stay in the barn. We won’t get interrupted at all," he said, shaking his head. He frowned at Daisy’s response, looking to the television again. Jackson sighed, crossing his arms and leaning back on the bench. "Doing what?!" he asked, his voice louder than he intended. Jackson sighed shakily as she continued, looking away from her and down at the door. "This isn’t the same," he mumbled, chewing at his bottom lip. Jackson shrugged his shoulders, staying silent for a moment. He knew this could possibly be about Corey, but this was different. He wouldn’t let that happen to Daisy. "Okay. We don’t have to do drugs. Are we good now? Can I go back in there or do you still need to chastise me some more?" he asked, pushing himself up from the seat anyway. "Okay, well I’m going to go inside now before this turns into another fight," he said, turning around and making his way back into the RV. He sighed heavily, raising his eyebrows at Eric. "I got in trouble," he whispered, chuckling softly and sitting back down on the couch.

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Daisy rolled her eyes and shook her head at his response, turning her head away from him. “Find something fun for us to do tomorrow.” She mumbled, letting out a quiet huff. “Then hang out with me here, I don’t want to go anywhere.” She whined, shaking her head and pouting. Eric’s lips twitched as he looked down at her, his smile falling at her constant refusal. “No, I won’t. Why is this such a big deal? I just want to have a quiet day. Why are you fighting this so much?” She asked quietly, eyes narrowing as she looked between them. Daisy’s jaw twitched, shaking her head. “Then stop being such a dick,” she retorted, eyes narrowing at Jackson. Eric sat back, chewing at his lip, unsure if he should say anything. “I don’t care how much fun it would be Jackson, I said no.” Daisy was growing more frustrated the longer he refused to listen to her, and it made her stomach turn, her brain whispering to her that he was doing to her exactly what Cassia had done to him.

“How do you know that? You don’t know that something isn’t going to go wrong.” She argued, shaking her head quickly. “Don’t tell me how I feel,” she warned, her eyes narrowing. Daisy swallowed thickly, pressing her lips together, trying to get her breathing together. “Maybe not, but those were still some pretty stupid decisions. What stupid decisions are you going to make this time?” She asked, raising a brow. “I have not done tons of bad things, Jackson, not like this. The most I do is drink underage, I’m not out doing stupid stuff every night.” She said, shaking her head as she argued with him. “I am not being dramatic, I’m standing up for myself since you’re clearly not backing down.” Her brows raised as she spoke, looking at him pointedly. “The big deal is I. Said. No.” She repeated. “You don’t know you’ll be able to do that, Jackson. You’ve done this once.” She reminded him again, sighing and running a hand through her hair. “I don’t care if we were going to stay in here, I don’t fucking want to do it. Jesus Christ, Jackson, just let it go.” She said, a soft pleading lilt to her voice, looking at him sadly. “Don’t yell at me, Jackson,” she said softly, shaking her head. “You know exactly what you’re doing.” She swallowed roughly, looking up to catch his gaze. “It is exactly the same and you know it. You know it is. How many times did you say no before you gave up?” She whispered, her eyes narrowed, lips set in a thin line. She hated herself for doing this, but she hated him more for doing this to her. 

“You’re trying to coerce me. You know you are.” She said softly, her voice breaking slightly as she spoke. Daisy could feel her eyes burning, blinking the tears back as she looked at him, shifting on her feet. “I wasn’t chastising you, I was trying to have a conversation.” She sighed, shaking her head, her chest clenching at the way he was reacting. Daisy rolled her eyes and looked away, sniffling as she shook her head. “I’m not fighting with you. But do whatever you want.” She mumbled, swallowing around the lump in her throat and sitting down on one of the lawn chairs, pulling her knees to her chest, doing her best not to cry as she sat there, her vision blurring as she stared straight ahead. Eric glanced up when Jackson came back inside, letting out a soft laugh, frowning when Daisy didn’t follow him. “I should go apologize,” he muttered, pushing himself to his feet and stepping outside, closing the door gently behind himself. Daisy glanced up at the sound of the door, frowning and deflating when it was only Eric. “Don’t look so enthused,” he joked, giving her a crooked smile. “I won’t.” She muttered, wiping hastily at her eyes. Eric sighed, running a hand through his hair and sitting next to her. “I’m sorry,” he said softly, shrugging. “I didn’t mean to push so hard. It just sounded fun. But if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. It’s not a big deal.” He assured her, smiling softly. Daisy’s lower lip quivered, a few tears slipping down her cheeks. Her own boyfriend hadn’t even apologized to her, but the kid whose heart she was breaking on a daily basis did. “Thanks.”

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Rolling With the Homies || Jackson & Daisy ft. Eric

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Jackson smirked, shaking his head. “Nah, you don’t know what you want,” he said, chuckling softly. Jackson moved his hand to her stomach, trailing his fingers along her ribs and down her sides. He smirked at her reactions, knowing that she was doing everything she could to keep from showing how she really felt. “No you don’t,” he whispered. “Come on, don’t be a poor sport. You can be lazy when you’re dead. But we’re young, wild and free!” Jackson argued. Jackson’s brows furrowed and he shook his head. “We can’t be a majority anywhere but here. I’m sure the whole park is having a better time than we are right now,” he said, raising his eyebrows at her in challenge. Jackson’s eyes narrowed and shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know, everything. We’re not going to remember this night, but if we go out and find some fun, we will. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

"Come on," he pleaded. "It’s the kind of experience everyone needs to have at least once," he told her with a smile. "Yeah, but that was different. It was my first time doing drugs and we were already in a fight. I wasn’t in the right place to roll," he countered, shrugging his shoulders. "And I mean, it’s not like your brother doesn’t know what’s going on. He’s not stupid," he muttered, looking down to his lap. Jackson snorted at Eric’s question, frowning at Daisy’s response. He pointed his thumb towards Eric, smiling softly down at Daisy. "See?" he said. "Not that bad," he tried to assure her. Jackson sighed, leaning his head back against the couch. "Daisy, come on. If you hate it, we’ll never touch drugs together ever again. But this could be fun for all of us. We’ll just lose our reservations and do whatever we want. You’d love it," he said, moving a strand of Daisy’s hair from her face and giving her a reassuring smile. "And we’ll take care of you."

Jackson nodded, tilting his head toward Eric. “Exactly. You can’t even use a lack of AC as an excuse. It’ll be fine,” he said with a smile. “Daisy…” he whined, pouting dramatically. Jackson smirked when he returned, biting down on his lower lip. “Am I interrupting something?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. He sighed when Daisy’s tone became more serious, clearing his throat and leaning back against the wall. “Daisy, it’s not going to kill you. We’ll just have more fun than usual. You might think that’s not possible, but it totally is, trust me,” he said with a nod, shaking the baggy in front of her. “Come on,” he pleaded, smiling at her. He sighed at her demand, looking to Eric for a moment before nodding his head. “Okay, fine,” he said, opening up the door of the RV and stepping outside, moving to sit down on the bench. “Are you really mad at me right now?” he asked as Daisy followed him out. “I’m just trying to make this more fun for us. That’s all.”

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Daisy’s eyes narrowed at Jackson’s reply, something in her stomach twisting at the words. She squirmed away from his touches, shaking her head. “Stop,” she muttered, biting down on her lower lip. She hated the way her body responded sometimes. All she wanted to do was lay there and relax with them, but with the stimulation, her body wanted different. “I do, actually.” She huffed, glaring at the couch. “I’m not being a poor sport, Jackson I’m exhausted. We’ve been doing stuff nonstop for three days, sexual and not. I just want to relax.” She argued, shaking her head. “You can totally be the majority somewhere else, just go find someone else to hang out with.” She shrugged. Eric rolled his eye, shaking his head. “That defeats the fun of this.” He countered. Daisy shook her head at Jackson’s question. “My sense of adventure? Seriously? Who’s idea was it to leave in the first place? We’ve been adventurous all week, we can have one day of relaxing. It’s not like we’re leaving tomorrow.” She pointed out.

“Jackson,” she snapped, her eyes wide, shaking her head. “No, I don’t need to have this experience. I’m perfectly okay not having this experience.” She insisted, frowning when her thighs rubbed together as she shifted. “It was your only time doing drugs and it was two weeks ago! Not even! Well maybe I’m not in the right place to roll, did you even think of that?” She challenged, raising a brow. “That is not the point Jackson,” she grit out, glaring at him. “You wanted to fuck me, in front of my brother, in the back of my dad’s truck, after almost going bareback with your skanky ex-girlfriend!” Daisy let out a noise of frustration, squeezing her eyes shut and shaking her head. Eric looked wide eyed between the two, keeping silent. “Not that bad means it’s still bad.” She argued, shaking her head. “If I hate it I still have to be on it, I’m not doing this Jackson, I said no.” She said firmly, her stomach turning as he continued to press this. “I already have no reservations, Jackson, why do I need to take drugs?” She countered, looking at him expectantly. “You’ll take care of me while you’re both high, that’s reassuring.”

“I wasn’t even using that as an excuse now you’re putting words in my mouth.” Daisy let out a huff, her throat tightening as they continued to speak. “Don’t.” She said quickly, shaking her head as he pouted. Eric rubbed at her through her underwear, smirking as she tried to hold back her reactions. “Come on, Daisy,” he whispered, nipping gently at her ear. Eric smirked at Jackson when he came back, slipping his hand out when Daisy moved back, sighing softly. “Daisy, it’ll be fun, I promise. And nobody is going to disturb us, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s far enough away that nobody will even hear us in there.” He assured her. “Jesus Christ, I don’t care about any of that, I don’t want to do this.” She repeated. Eric swallowed roughly, looking between Daisy and Jackson, his face falling slightly. Daisy huffed, tugging her shirt down and adjusting herself before standing, her eyes narrowing as she followed Jackson out, closing the door behind herself. She moved to stand in front of him, crossing her arms and looking at him, a mix of confusion and incredulousness other features. “Are you really doing this right now?” She countered, brows raising. “I don’t care, Jackson, I said no like twenty times. You of all people should know that no means no.” She muttered, swallowing roughly and looking away, her brows drawn down slightly. “Why is this so important, Jackson? Why do we have to do this? Drugs are so stupid. Why can’t we just have a few beers are relax?” She pleaded, looking at him sadly. “Why do we have to do drugs?” She whispered, shaking her head.

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Jackson smirked as Daisy protested, moving his hand underneath her thigh and trailing his fingers along her skin. “Come on, you know you don’t want a lazy day,” he smirked at her. “Being a lazy individual is a complete waste of our time. We could be doing something fun that we’ll remember for the rest of our lives,” he added, nodding toward Eric. “Plus, Eric and I are on one another’s sides. Which means it’s a majority, so we win,” he said with a nod of his head. “What he said!” Jackson exclaimed. “Having a pulse might mean you’re alive, but it doesn’t mean you’re living. In order to live life, you have to do something,” he argued, raising his eyebrows to challenge her. Jackson sighed at the look she gave him, knowing what was coming next. He knew that she didn’t want to do this, but part of him wanted to see if he could convince her. He wanted to see if she was just a little nervous. All it would take is a gentle bump in the right direction.

He sighed, rolling his eyes at her. “Yeah, I know you did. But that was then and this is now,” he muttered. Jackson frowned at Daisy’s immediate reaction, nudging her slightly with his knee. “Yeah, come on. I know you’ll love it. It sounds scary, but it’s not. I swear. And we’ll both be there, doesn’t that help a little bit?” Jackson asked, raising his eyebrows. He knew that Daisy had already declined this idea, but the thought just seemed so fun, he couldn’t pass it up. He knew that with a little convincing, Daisy would be up for it. It was clear that Eric was on his side, so maybe with both of them, she’d finally give in and join them. He didn’t want to do this without her and only with Eric. It just wouldn’t be the same for him. He wanted them both to be there, to enjoy the experience together. That was part of their whole purpose, doing everything as a team. 

Jackson listened to Eric’s idea, his eyes bright. “Yes! Daisy, we have to do this. Come on,” he said, biting his lower lip. He pushed her up gently by the shoulders, standing to his feet. “I’ll be right back, I’m going to go grab it,” he said quickly, making his way out the door. He headed to the van, moving to his backpack and pulling the baggy out of his front pocket. He shoved it down in his jeans pocket, making his way back to the trailer and opening up the door. “Got it,” he said, raising his eyebrows at Daisy. “Come on. You’ll have such a good time and you’ll be thanking us for encouraging this,” he assured her, reaching his hand out to take hers. “Okay? I promise we’ll both look out for you so nothing happens. We’re going to be fine. We’ll bring tons of water so we don’t dehydrate or anything. It’ll be perfect,” he said with a smirk. “And we can fool around on MDMA. Do you know how great that would be?”

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Daisy’s eyes narrowed when Jackson moved his hand, biting at her lip to keep from whining. Jackson knew all of her weak spots, and Eric was catching on quickly. “I know that is exactly what I want.” She argued, shaking her head, squirming away from their touches. Eric trailed his fingers along the inside of her thigh, his fingers inches from her centre, causing Daisy’s lashes to flutter against her cheeks, her breath hitching. “I hate you both.” She whispered, swallowing roughly, trying to will away her oncoming arousal. “It is not a complete waste of my time. You two feel free to not be lazy, I’m going to stay here.” She nodded, giving them her best resolved face. “You can be on one another’s sides somewhere else, and majority rules is such bullshit. Go be the majority somewhere else.” She grumbled, poking at Eric’s stomach with her foot and shaking her head. “I am totally doing something right now. I’m laying with two very attractive guys enjoying a nice summer night in the AC and with some Netflix. What’s wrong with that?” She pouted, brows furrowing.

“I meant it then and I mean it now, I don’t want to do it.” She repeated, shaking her hair, scooting away from Jackson when he nudged her. “It’s not scary?” She blanched, her eyes widening. “Jackson you had a panic attack and thought you were going to die, then started yelling at me.” She reminded, him, raising her brows and shaking her head. “Not to mention you almost fucked me in front of my brother.” She added, her eyes narrowing. “Whoa, really?” Eric chuckled, looking between the two. “Not the time.” She said, her eyes narrowing at Eric. Eric raised his hands in surrender, ducking his head for a moment. “It’s really not that bad, I swear. I’ve done it on more than one occasion, it’s fun.” Eric tried to persuade her, tilting his head and smiling. Daisy shook her head, crossing her arms again. “No, I don’t want to.” She said again, looking away from them. She was a little curious about it, in truth, but she was also nervous, and she wasn’t a big drug person in general. She preferred the effects of alcohol to drugs.

Eric nodded vigorously when Jackson agreed, bouncing up and down slightly. “it’ll be so awesome, I’ll turn the lights on and we can blast whatever music we want, and it’s even got an AC unit so we won’t get too disgustingly sweaty, at least not from the heat.” He smirked. “No, I don’t want to do this.” Daisy stood by her decision, sighing heavily and rolling her eyes when Jackson left. “Daisy come on, I swear it’ll be so much fun.” Eric murmured, leaning forward to press kisses along the column of her neck, only moving closer when Daisy squirmed away. “I already said no.” She repeated, chewing at her lip. “I know you’re wet just thinking about it.” He mumbled, trailing a hand up her thigh, resting it between her legs. Daisy’s hips twitched forward despite her best efforts, her eyes slipping closed as she inhaled softly. “I don’t want to do drugs.” She mumbled, swallowing roughly. Eric moved his hand up, slipping under the waistband of her shorts, cupping her over her underwear. “Think how good this feels, and then think about it with little bolts of lightning running through your skin. Every touch is magnified.” He whispered, turning his head and grinning over at Jackson when he came back in. Daisy pulled away from Eric, backing herself up and shaking her head. “Jackson I said no!” She said firmly, her eyes widening as she looked at him, her heavy breathing a mix of arousal and panic. She stared wide eyed at him, almost incredulous, her mouth parted as she shook her head minutely. “Can we talk,” she said, her voice clipped, and it wasn’t a question. “Alone.”

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Jackson was surprised at how easily he was warming up to Eric. All of his life, Jackson hadn’t really felt a connection with anyone but Daisy. Daisy was his entire life and he never thought that adding another person to the equation would feel right. But somehow, it made complete sense. He was happy with her, but with Eric involved, it made things even more exciting. He was getting used to this routine they had developed together. He was relaxed and at ease with the two of them, happy to have them there when he needed them. Jackson was beginning to discover more and more about himself through Eric. One thing being that he very clearly was attracted to guys. If it wasn’t already obvious, it definitely was now. He was always finding himself giving Eric small glances, watching his body as he moved. Whenever they’d fool around with Daisy, he’d occasionally look Eric’s way, giving him a onceover before turning his attention back to Daisy.

The day trips they had together were one of Jackson’s favourite parts of their friendship. They all got along extremely well, sharing a similar sense of humour and love for the same kind of things. It was a relief for Jackson, because he wasn’t particularly good at connecting with people, especially when he didn’t have a lot in common with them. But with Eric things were different, he just felt connected to him. He knew that they’d have to leave soon, which was heartbreaking for Jackson, but he tried not to think about it. He just kept reminding himself that he should enjoy what they had now. They’d have more experiences and they’d likely forget this place in no time. At least, that’s what Jackson was hoping. But he wasn’t sure that was true. He couldn’t imagine what it was going to be like to say goodbye to Eric and leave Hot Springs behind for good. This felt like a home to him, more than the home he left behind in Franklin.

Jackson smiled down at Daisy in his lap, leaning into her hand when she lifted it up toward him. He sighed softly, leaning toward Eric as he rested his head against him. He laughed when Eric began to speak, glancing down to Daisy. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with a little more fun,” Jackson argued, raising his eyebrows at Daisy. His eyes widened when he remembered the MDMA he had back at the van, biting back a smirk. “I still have that powder Thomas gave me,” Jackson said, throwing the thought out there. He cleared his throat, shrugging his shoulders before beginning to speak again. “Why don’t we try it? I mean, we’re pretty great together when we’re not under the influence. Imagine us on the love drug. I mean…” he trailed off, staring down at Daisy expectantly. He knew it would take some convincing, but this felt like a good idea for the three of them.

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Daisy couldn't be happier at the way they were all getting along. Seeing Jackson happy, carefree and finally able to be himself. It made something settle inside her, set something at ease. She’d never been so aware of how uncomfortable he’d been in Franklin until he was out of there, away from his parents and all the bullshit he’d left behind. It made her happy to see him happy. It made her even happier now that all of their feelings were out in the open. She still assured him that he had a family, he had Daisy and all of her family. Made only more clear by the few times she’d FaceTimed with her father, and he’d been more excited to talk to Jackson than he was to talk to her. She thought it was cute, especially now that they were together. Something she hadn’t exactly come clean to her father about yet. She wanted to keep it special, between them. She knew eventually she’d have to tell him, but for now, she wanted to savor not having him in their business.

Daisy snuggled closer against Jackson, wrapping her arms around his middle and letting out a soft hum of contentment. Eric’s hand slipped further up her thigh, and she could almost feel the smirk that wanted to present itself on his face. “Stop that,” she muttered, kicking at his arm again. “I know what you’re doing.” She narrowed her eyes toward him playfully, shaking her head. Daisy sighed heavily, rolling her eyes at the two of them. “There is everything wrong with it, you two are ridiculous. I just want to be lazy, why can’t we just be lazy?” She whined, jutting her lower lip out in a pout as she peered up at the pair. “Because being lazy is boring.” Eric argued, shaking his head. “We’re young and carefree. We should be living.” Daisy raised a brow. “I am living. I am living right now. See this,” she said, grabbing his hand and pressing it to her chest. “It’s a pulse. Means I’m living. Alive and well. Totally living. And taking a lazy day, thank you very much.” She nodded matter of fact, closing her eyes in a sign of protest. Her eyes shot open at Jackson’s words, looking up at him incredulously.

“What? No.” She said firmly, shaking her head. Daisy pushed herself up from both their laps, moving back to sit cross legged in front of them. “No, Jackson. I already said no. I don’t want to.” She repeated, crossing her arms over her chest. Eric’s eyes had lit up at the suggested, sitting up straight and nodding. “What? Come on, it’s so much fun!” He grinned, looking between the two. “No,” Daisy said again, turning her head away. “Absolutely not. You two knock yourselves out.” She shrugged. Eric sighed, moving closer to her. “C’mon, I promise you’ll love it.” He insisted, glancing back to Jackson, nodding for him to move forward. “Every little touch is amazing.” He said, lowering his voice, reaching out to brush her hair back behind her ear. “You think you get wet now? It’s going to be ten times better. You’ll be soaked.” He murmured. Eric sat back for a moment, chewing at his lip, a sly grin spreading across his face. “I have the best idea.” Eric looked between the two, excitement behind his eyes. “There’s a barn out off to the side of the property. Sometimes we use it for parties and shit. But it’s awesome and there’s like hay bales and shit, and a sound and light system. I have the key.”