heyxyoungbloods:

_{“Unreturned emotions happen to be quite a common habit in my life.” Wendy’s expression had turned into a sort of sad smile. She understood what he meant, completely. The only difference seemed to be she was on the receiving end of her predicament and by the tone of Jack’s he was on the other side. Quickly, she returned her attention back to the object in his hand. “That wooden…stick-” she poked it with an extended forefinger, it felt as chilly as ice, “helps you fly?” The girl brought her hand to her chin in a thinking position, her mind whirring. “Do you have to think happy thoughts?”}

“Oh?” he said, raising his brows in curiosity. “That’s too bad, then.” Their discussion then returned to his staff and he stretched his arm out so she could get a better view of the wooden object. “It does, yeah,” he answered with a nod. “But no, not necessarily. I do have to believe, though.” He smiled; remembering that before Jamie believed in him, he had to believe in himself. And that took a lot, even for Jack.