I know my father told his men they were never to have a relationship or even look at me but with him I wanted him to break all the rules. Jackson was different with me, although stone cold I was the only one who got away with calling him Jackson everyone else calls him Jax. Dad had once again put my life in danger and Jackson was the guy put out to protect me, to keep me safe. When ever I talk I know he listens, although he never says anything I some times see the corner of his lips shift upwards. In the corner of my eye I see him go to grab me but then pull his arms away, I want to grab his arms and wrap them around me...for me to feel safe in his arms. He never talks to me, he pushes me around, he would text message me but he never talks, I sometime hear him whisper things but I never hear what he is saying. Maybe time away will change that!