Cassidys POV
"Jackson?" He got off of Derek and walked over to me.
Eric walked over and shrieked when he saw Jackson. "Another DYLAN???? THE HELL?"
"Hello. I am Jackson, as Cassidy here knows, we have a uh past." He said, looking down at me.
Eric glanced at us, and shrugged. "You know what? Cassidy, everything here was fucking NORMAL until you got here." He jabbed a finger at me. "Its ALL YOUR fault, stay AWAY from me."
Tears sprang to my eyes. "Eric? Why would you say something like that to me? I thought we were friends."
"Yeah, until you fucking bring along your fucking WEIRD ass boyfriends, or exes or whatever. I am DONE." He walked away.
The tears spilled over. "Wha?"
Jackson smiled, "Listen Cassidy. Can we, talk?" I nodded and brushed the tears back.
"I know, I know. You hate crying." I said aloud.
"Yeah, of course you know that." He said, he grabbed my hand and led me around the corner.
"First tell me the deal with that dude." He pointed to Derek.
A:N/ Here comes a BIT of Cassidys PAST. OKAY??? its a LOT of reading. OKAY?
I nodded.
"Okay. So. About two years ago, I fell in what I thought was love. With Derek." Did he look, jealous? "And we almost went all the way. Almost. Like sex. All the way. And at the last minute I realized, I was drunk. When I was SOBER, I didn't want this. So I told him, no. I wasn't ready. And he got, lets say angry. He wanted to take my virginity and he got, really physical, when I would say no. So Ally and I moved away. But one time, it got SOO bad. We were at the movies, and I had just gotten mouth (dental) work done. My cheeks were swollen and he would pinch them. He almost even yanked my teeth out. Several of my molars. MOLARS. I had bruises and stuff were he would hit me."
Jackson, seemed to get angrier with each word. "Wait, wait. Explain. This jerk would BEAT you, because you wouldn't have sex with him?" I nodded.
"BITCH IS GONNA DIE." He stood up and walked over to Derek. "No JACKSON. Its NOT worth it. Stop." I placed my hands on his chest and he was really really hot. Like sweaty. "Jackson. STOP. He is NOT worth it. Okay? STOP?" I screamed. I didn't want Jackson to kill him. That is how PISSED OFF he looked.
"Okay." He calmed down and put his hands over mine. "We still have other stuff to talk about. Okay? Heres my number. Text me, and we will meet up." He whipped out a pen and wrote down 7 digits on my palm. He kissed my forehead and walked away.
He turned around and came back. "Oh and WHATEVER you do, don't go to sleep."
Then he was gone.
"What? Jackson." I was SUPER confused.
Derek moaned on the sidewalk. "Stay down." I got in my aunts car and we drove away.
