That Girl

Chapter 35

*Ari's POV*

We were having a great time, taking turns singing and drinking. It took my mind off the fact that Ken was gone, but not completely. After about 2 hours of hanging out I started thinking about how Ken would love to be here with us, singing and laughing along with us. Surprisingly, Jackson noticed, "Yah, Ariel," He put an arm around my shoulder and shook me a little, "you ok?" He asked, consern written all over his face. I sighed and gave him a small smile, "Ne, I just wish Ken were here.." I ran a hand lazily through my hair as I spoke. He frowned down at me and sighed, "Come with me." He whispered getting up, grabbing my hand to take me with him. I began to protest as he pulled me out the door, but I was stopped short by him pulling me towards the front of the bar, ignoring the people around us as we finally got to the dance floor of the place. He turned towards me, pulling me into his arms, "Dance with me." He stated, putting both of his hands ony waist. I blushed hard, holding onto his arms, "B-Bwo-" I was cut off by him leaning down to my ear, "Please, I'm just trying to help. Cooperate." He started to make me move himself. I finally complied, and danced away to the music. When NaNa by Trey Songz came on I started dancing like no one was watching, it was one of my favorites by him and I knew all of the words. Jackson was caught of by surprise, speechless as I started dancing like I knew how to. I had turned around and I felt his arms snake around me, his hands resting on my waist as I danced. His body pressed to mine, but I was too busy dancing to care, what got me was feeling his lips on my neck. I leaned my head back subconsciously, his lips trailing down my neck further. I felt fire spread through my veins, his hands rubbing at my waist, making me unable to resist the feeling. How did he make me feel like this? I just met him, how could he make me feel this comfortable already? Especially this close. His body was pressed to mine on the crowded dance floor, the music setting the mood and the heat making our breathes quicken. He finally got me turned to face him, and we stood staring into each others eyes. He started leaning down towards me when we were interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see G-Dragon standing there with a smug look on his face, making me gasp in shock, "G-G-" "Shhh~ No need for words," he grabbed my arm pulling me towards him, "I followed you here, I wanted to see you again, but it seems there's someone that's already go you under a spell." He smirked, glancing at Jackson, "Naughty girl." He chuckled darkly, yanking me off the dance floor, causing my PTSD to start acting up. Jackson was right behind us, looking like he was about to rip G-D's head off. I cringed as Jackson finally got G-D off of me and pushed him into a wall. "Who gave you the fucking right to come in here and treat her like that?"Jackson growled pushing G-D harder into the wall, making him cough from the impact. G-D looked up to grin at him, "Because I deserve to have he, but she's clearly an unloyal ho-" Jackson hit him, cutting him off half way, and G-D fell to the floor, "Don't you ever say that about Ariel again." He growled kicking him. He turned to me, seeing that I was a shaking mess, then noticed my sleeves had been shoved up during the whole thing, and I was unconsciously clawing at my already damaged skin. Concern and fear was written all over his face, but I couldn't move or speak because my abuse PTSD was kicked into high gear. Images of my ex-step mother clouded my mind; her taking cigarettes and sticking them to me in rage, her hitting me when dad wasn't home, her yelling at me telling me I was worthless. All of it. She'd call me a whore too. A lot of things she'd said made there way into my brain. By the time my brain started calming down, Jackson carried me outside and was holding me against his chest. He'd gotten me to stop the clawing, but I was still bleeding, and he'd used his plaid T-shirt to cover it up. He had my face in both his hands trying to get me focus, "Ariel." I heard his voice repeat my name over and over, "N..nnn... Ne?" I said, my brain trying to work to restart again. He sighed in relief, pushing the excess hair out of my face, "God, you're alright." He whispered, and I shivered from the cold. He noticed and he used the T-shirt to put around my shoulders, trying to warm me up. It worked, and he put his arms around me, "What was that all about?" He asked curiously, so I explained everything.

"Ohh." He said quietly, seeming as though he was thinking through it. I felt akward, so I hung my head a little. He turned his head to look at me and lifted my head with his hand, "Yah.." He whispered, "I'm so sorry you had that sort of child hood.." He leaned closer, staring into my eyes, his were so pretty. I'd never really cared for brown eyes, but lately they'd become more of an attracting element. He never broke eye contact unless he looked down to my mouth. I ended up breaking the distance between us, or mouths finally touching softly. I hadn't realized this before, but he'd taken me to an ally beside the bar where no one would originally go, but it actually didn't bother me. After a moment we pulled away, neither of us were breathing hard because it was just a soft kiss, but I felt that if I actually did break then the entire world was going to explode. He smiled at me a little, biting his lip, "Hajima." I whispered. He looked at me confused, "Bwo?" "Stop biting your lip.. It drives me insane." I whispered softly, staring at him intently. "Oh does it?" He said, then his entire expression changed. His eyes went from childish to animalistic and he bit his lip, grinning ever so slightly, making my breath hitch even more. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me into his lap, "How badly?" He asked, his hands stroking my sides, "A-Alot." I felt my body start getting set on fire by his touch. He kissed me again, this time it was harder, deeper than any other kiss I'd had before. It was so deep it made my entire body tremble. It started getting hotter as I felt his hands slid further down my waist to my ass. 'Oh boy, I'm gonna feel so guilty later..'

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We walked back to the room were everyone else was, him holding my hand with care. We walked in like nothing had happened and sat down on the couch quietly, "Where were y'all?" Cora asked suspiciously. I looked at her, "O-Oh, he noticed I was sad and he was just trying to make me feel better. We went and danced." I smiled at her convincingly and she shrugged, "Ok." I laughed slightly and then looked back at Jackson. He was already staring at me, I blushed hard, I felt so guilty. Oh so very guilty.