little do you know ; rose & jaxon
Despite the fact that it was January, the weather that day had been relatively warm, enough so that Rose hadn’t minded the idea of taking Annabel to the park. It was something that her daughter loved, being able to crawl around on the grass without Rose’s mother hovering about, telling the two off more often than not for doing something she wouldn’t tolerate, and there was nothing that Rose loved more than seeing a bright smile on her daughter’s face. Considering the charade she had to play for the sake of her family’s reputation, Rose cherished the moments she was able to be away from the house with her daughter, knowing that as her daughter grew, the moments would grow to be fewer and far between. It was a bitter thought to have, especially on one’s birthday, but Rose doubted that she’d be thinking of those things for long, since she’d texted Jaxon a few hours before with her plans. She knew he hadn’t been expecting to spend her birthday with her, but there was nothing Rose could think of wanting more than to spend her birthday with her family — even if they weren’t really one. They were as close as they could get, and that meant something, she supposed. Despite the complications due to Rose’s parents, she, Jaxon, and Annabel were a sort of family, albeit not a typical one. But somehow enough to make her birthday special, she thought as she watched her daughter, a smile tugging at her lips.
When they say high school is a learning experience, Jaxon had never realized how right the saying was until everything was on the line. He had spent much of the four years sleeping through his classes and drinking through the weekends without much regard for rules or discipline. And he thought that was living. He thought that was being a teenager, but it wasn't until that life-changing date in which his first love gave him a slap of reality. And maybe he wouldn't have listened if it weren't for the fact that her important news was that she was carrying his child. This was what his recklessness and carelessness did, and although neither of them asked for this, he had a choice to make. And the situation had really put things into perspective for Jaxon. As fun as it was to loosen up and have a drink or two at a party, he didn't need to go every weekend. It may have been a lot harder at first, receiving probably multiple lectures from those around him for being so immature as a father, but the one thing he refused to be was his father. He was going to do this and he was going to do this right. And no matter how difficult, he refused to give up. So exiting his car, he pressed the lock button on the remote control key, before shoving the device into his pocket, walking onto the grass that surrounded the park. As he neared the familiar brunette, he slowed his pace, sinking his feet into the grass carefully as to not make noise. Once approached, he quickly pressed his palms over her eye sockets and grinned. "Guess who?" he whispered, loudly.
