Many weeks passed, we were at my parent's house where both families were gathered. I sat by the pool with my mom, his mom, and Jackson while our fathers grilled and chatted. My stomach started to turn; I tried to ignore it until my dad came over with the hamburgers. I got up and ran inside barely making it to the bathroom. I sat there for a second but cleaned myself up.
I walked back to them; Jackson looked at me "Are you okay?" I nodded "That lunch we had didn't settle with my stomach I'll be ok." I sat back down, we told our parents about us finally and that we had plans to get married in the next year or so. They were happy about it; they loved Jackson and knew he would be good to me. He understood me better than anybody.
