Jackson didn't need to be told twice to go somewhere where Onin wasn't when the words left his mouth he already turned away and running off to find a bathroom. When he found it he slammed the door on purpose, hoping maybe something would break, but nothing did. Now that he was alone he looked himself in the mirror to see how he looked. His hair was all over the place, his eyes puffy from crying, his lip split and clotting with his tried blood. He could only stand to look for a moment before he bent over the toilet and let out what he had eaten earlier that day. Once it was all thrown up he continued to just gag until his body finally stopped.<br/><br/>Moving from the toilet he turned the shower on. It was much like his own bathroom so it wasn't a room that made him feel uncomfortable. His eyes did flash to the window, but he was too small to squeeze through it even if he tried. The boy stayed in the shower for an hour, even when the water stayed ice cold he stayed in. By the time he was done he was sitting on the tub floor sobbing, using the water to mask the sad sounds he made o that Onin couldn't hear him. Chilled to the bone with cold water he stepped out and flushed the toilet, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself like a girl would.<br/><br/>He stayed in even longer than that, feeling safe in the closed a room because Onin wasn't in it. The total time the boy was in the bathroom was probably an hour and a half, maybe even longer. Finally, he opened the door and stepped outside, he didn't know if other people were in the house now to see him just in a towel with hair drenched with ice cold water. His head throbbed horribly from the crying and puking, but he couldn't do anything about it. He stood outside of the bathroom, looking around anxiously for a sign of Onin. Instead of just wandering around the house he sat down on the outside of the bathroom where he could be alone a little longer.