Hiding From The Demons - Jonathan Kent

Thinking - Chapter 12

Jonathan's POV

Me and Jordan went outside under this tree in the backyard. There was a bunch of shade and Jordan sat on the grass. I sat on the tire swing slightly swaying back and forth.

"What do you think Jor? Would you want to move here full time?" I asked while spitting up some blood.

God, the blood was so annoying. The metallic taste was always in my mouth. I just used my sleeve to wipe my mouth.

Jordan saw me and cringed at the blood on my sleeve. I just shrugged, not really caring, it was an old sweater.

"I-I don't really know. I mean I think that living here would be kind of cool." He said hesitantly. I just looked at him, encouraging him to continue. I made sure there was no judgement in my look, only interest in hearing what he was going to say.

"I mean... I already have a friend here. I've never had a friend like Sarah, she understands me and she isn't making fun of me she just listens. Plus, here If I screw up it's easier to fix, not like if we went back to Metropolis." He finished looking at me waiting for my reaction. I just nodded.

"What about you? What do you think?" He asked. What did I think? I thought to myself.

I mean looking at this logically Moving to Smallville would benefit my family. Dad just lost his job, so he's not tied to anything right now and plus I know that Grandma's death really affected him. Jordan's powers would have less consequences here if he were to struggle with them.

Jordan also looks a lot happier here and we haven't even been here a week. He just looks content like this is where he's supposed to be, and for the first time in a really long time he's calm, and happy, he's thriving here. Mom has been really interested in Morgan Edge being in Smallville so there would be something for her to focus on here.

But what would I do here? My whole life is in Metropolis. My friends, Eliza, football, my home, my happiness... everything's over there and I don't think I'm ready to say goodbye yet. What if I'm being selfish? I thought to myself.

Everybody would be happy here. If we went home the only person that would be happy is me. I can't do that. Just looking at Jordan and remembering all the shit we've had to go through last year for him to even feel remotely okay, and here I've seen him smile so big a stranger would think that he was imitating the joker. I knew what I had to do.

"I think that moving here would be a cool Idea." He looked at me shocked.

"What about your friends, what about Eliza?" He asked.

"I mean I can always make friends here, and Eliza and I can do long distance. Plus, there's a lot of space to practice football, and we can even learn more about dad's heritage." I said, giving him a grin. He launched himself at me and hugged me. I just groaned as he practically tackled me. The ache in my ribs is worsening.

"Oh, shit. Sorry, I was just excited that you agreed with me." I shrugged him off, as he tried to help me back up.

"It's okay I get it." I said to get up by myself. I didn't want him to feel guilty so I brushed it off as him just surprising me.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I nodded.

"You should play football with those tackles." I teased. He just hit my shoulder with his.

"Come on, let's go inside and get something to drink." I nodded as we made our way back inside.

" Hey boys I just made sandwiches and your mom is finishing up some work she has to get done." Dad said as he just finished the last sandwich. I looked at the timer on the stove and it said it was 12:30. Damn were we outside that long.