Create A Divine Move

Chapter 22- "Home"

I pull away from Jacksons embrace and away from his chest so that my voice isn't muffled. "Can we leave?" I ask while looking at the floor and avoiding eye contact. I don't want Tyler coming out here seeing that he's had this affect on me. He doesn't deserve my tears or to see that he's hurt me.

Honestly if he comes out here I'm not entirely sure that I won't slap him again. Whatever he does or doesn't say to me isn't going to change anything. I'm not going to fall for his act again, ever.

"Yeah." Jackson whispers in reply. He stands up and pulls me up with him. He starts to slowly walk, expecting me to walk alongside him.

"Jackson." I say stood on the spot.

"Yeah?" He says tuning around and a confused look makes it's way onto his face when he sees that I haven't moved.

I finally look into his eyes and they slightly soften. "Everything is spinning."

"Are you drunk?" He asks with a small amount of humor, given the circumstances.

Looking at him, I squint. "Unless there's two of you then very."

Jack makes his way over to me and a second later my feet leave the ground.

I'm flying. Humans can fly omg.

I just said omg in my head again.

Holy shit I'm flying.

This should go in a world record book or something.

Is it a world record if it's never been done before? Who knows?

Why is someone holding me while I'm flying? Oh it's Jackson carrying me. His hands are around my upper back and the backs of my knees, supporting my weight.

I'm not acctually flying. Bummer.

Now I see clearly, or maybe not so clearly, the effects of alcohol.

"Why are you-" I say trying to move my head away from his chest and out of his hold. I get cut off by him tilting his hand from underneath me and putting my face back down.

"Shh." He says.

I don't fight it I just let him carry me to his car.

He places me in the passenger seat and gets himself into the drivers seat.

"Aren't you- Aren't you drunk?" I slur.

"Do you think I'd be risking your safety by driving drunk? I was meant to be driving Mason, Dean and Wes home but they can walk for all I care."

I gasp, feeling bad that we've left them. "We should go back." I say looking behind us to the house.

"They can drive with Tara and Marley, I'm sure they'll live."

We get back to Jacksons house and just sit in the car. Both of us are sat as still as the night around us, neither of us speaking or knowing what to do.

"You should drive me home." I say.

"Why?"

"Because you don't want me here, you just feel sorry for me."

"Rhi the past two weeks have been hell. Every little thing reminded me of you and all I wanted to do was talk to you about everything. Of course I feel bad for you you're my- you're my bestfriend. There's only one person I need in this entire world and it's you. I was hurt by you not telling me about him but I should've let you explain like you tried to do so many times. I should've listened and been happy for you. I'm the one who needs to apologise not you."

I shake my head. "If you hadn't. If you'd have been acting nice towards him for me.... then I wouldn't know what I do now. I'd still be at the party with Tyler with his hidden agenda unbeknown to me."