The Virgin on Campus| PERMANENTLY DISCONTINUED

ch. 14- The troublemaker [Taylor]

Taylor Clarkson's P.O.V.

I inched farthest away from jacks, as the boy, Julian, with an annoyed smudged grin on his face walked closer to us. I gulped, I watched his fist clench as well as his jaw. Not saying that I enjoyed this but it was interesting to see someone other than myself stand up for me. I'm not going to complain but it took way too long for it to happened, though.

"Fuck off, Harrison" he bursted the second time not, in the mood to repeat himself again. Even if, some tiny part of me wanted to see what would happen if Jacks didn't, I still held back. I don't want to get in the middle of this and have, Julain save me.

"Or what, Julain! Let's face it, you're not gonna do shit, anyway. And what do you even care,J? Do you like her or something?" Jacks, tested and I only stared up at the clock. Not trying to have eye contact with Julian. It just set, a sense of intense awkwardness to me at least.

"I honestly should have, beat your ass earlier," Julian snapped and stepped forward only a centimeter away from touching the top of the desk. I again gulped, to be honest a little terrified. And in just a sec, I could see from the corner of my eye Julain place his hanfs onto Jacks collar and pulled him up. I see terror in Jacks eyes, as Julain, raised his fist to level up to Jacks face and throw a punch into his terrified face. At some point I thought, I wanted nothing more than see Jacks suffer. Then I realize how, I'm not the kind of person anyway. I going to hate myself for doing what I'm about to right now. I launched out the desk and pushed Julian away from Jacks. I saw, Jacks face smeared with blood from his once blushed cheeks to his now blackish-blue bruised ones all the way down to his chest. I gasped, this was way serious then I anticipated.

I shock Julain a disappointed and angered look. He looked at me as if I did this.
Is this my fault for all this-- absolutely not. I never asked for he's help anyway. I heard Jacks cough underneath me and manage to say," You hit like a girl." I frowned, and stood up. Really? After get beaten and potentially die from lost of major blood, he still chooses to be a total jerk. I almost, regret saving him. Nope, I do regret saving him.

"Jacks, as you okay? Do you need help?" I said, touching his shoulder. He smiled at me with a blood stained on his white teeth and lips. I shook my head at Julian, he went way to far.

"I'm fine, babe," he said, pulling himself up from the ground, wiping the blood from his lip and cheek onto his sleeve. " Although, you know what will make this bad boy feel a little better?"

I didn't want to answer to him but, I did," What?"

"A kiss from you," he putted his lips. I gagged, and squirmed away from him. "I feel bad but not that bad. I'm going to get you some help, okay? You're talking all kinds of nonsense."

"Haha, don't worry,Taylor, you'll come around, one day," he said, facing towards the exit with that stupid smirk in his face. I was honestly glad, Julian didn't give me trouble. He just stood there, staring off into the window, thinking about something. Perhaps what just happened. I didn't want to interrupt. Mainly because I was afriad I'd end up like Jacks too.

I walked off towards the exit, to follow Jacks out the room when I heard Julian say something under his breathe. "I'm sorry," Which made me wonder who he was saying sorry too. Me? Or Jacks? Maybe, Jacks, but then again he deserved it, his a jerk, and I could care less now if it were to happen again. But say, if it were me, what was he saying for? For everything that's happened this morning, last night or right now?

"I'm sorry, too" was all I could, say. There was not much to say, I had nothing to say for this. Everything was just overwhelming at this point. I walked out the room and huffed, what a day.