Jane |UTA| [ Re-Write ]

last resort ✍︎

Jane travelled through the 4th Ward as if she really had sex with Uta and was making the walk of shame. The first few top buttons of her shirt were undone, her hair was tousled and love bites marked her neck darkly. From lewd men passing by she could feel their filth rolling off them in waves as they whistled and catcalled after her body.

"What's your name princess? Got anything left to spare?" one guy asked as he side-stepped beside the teen, he was walking after her like a piece of meat freshly plucked from the bone.

Jane simply ignored his questions, she couldn't show weakness but once his hand crept to her bum she let out a high-pitched squeal.

Like prey, they taunted her as disgusting cackles followed their feet. From each side they poked and pinched causing the girl to immediately cave into herself and desire to disappear.

Where was Uta when she needed him?

Until the end of the road the men's jibes continued until a familiar frame entered her vision.

"Investigator Arima?" She acknowledged aloud, her tone in awe of his intimidating frame as he walked forward.

A heat of pure, undiluted danger radiated from the man and sent the pack of wolves into a fit of surrender.

"Hey man, we were only joking around" one of them defended, holding his hands up as he fell back from Jane's cowering form. As if a wave, each one followed with deep sighs.

"Shame she got away",

"Not worth the trouble",

"Look at that ass though" one then commented to have the whole gang explode into laughter.

After their entertainment drowned into the dark, ominous streets of Tokyo, Arima finally approached the frail student with his coat ready to cover her. As he assisted in putting one arm through every hole of the fabric, Arima assessed her. She didn't look like the strong girl he'd met at the CCG or the persistent, greif-stricken daughter; Jane appeared simply broken.

"Come on, let's get you home" the Investigator comforted, his arm hesitantly wrapping around her shoulders. He then escorted her to the car silently and matched his aid with doing her seat belt.

While he prepared her to drive he noticed to love bites on her neck and creased clothing.

"What happened?... Did those guys do that to you?" Arima interrogated tonelessly to watch Jane tense.

"No-",

"I want you to be honest-" he quickly interrupted, "- if you're not we can't press charges, I'll happily back you up in prose-",

"I said no Arima!" Jane exclaimed to let her voice permeate the air with suspense and a deep, frustrated sigh.

"Then what happened? Your mum called me saying you didn't go to school and she's worried, you're not stable",

"How am I supposed to be fucking stable?",

"You should be home-",

"With that psycho? No way" she scoffed.

"Then where are you going?" Arima questioned to suddenly feel her eyes on him, almost puppy-like as they peered up to his grey orbs.
"No, you're going home"

However, Jane continued to attempt her manipulation of the stoic investigator, he has to have some kind of weak spot she wondered.

And as she widened her doe eyes and brought his grey skies into her forest, the tension became thick in the air, choking his resolve as his eyes flickered from Jane to the road.

He couldn't, he wouldn't, he definitely shouldn't.

"Don't you have some friends to sleep over with?" He quickly tried to reason, his voice still straining to remain emotionless.

"I did... but I had to leave" Jane mumbled.

You've got to be kidding me, he huffed internally.

As they came closer to her house, he slowly watched Jane's form curl more into itself while her arms wrapped tightly around her torso. 

"Fine-" he relented with deep exhale,
"- but you're calling your mum right now".

Something in Jane brightened in that instant, her mind became calmer and dispelled the dark thoughts which ruminated in her head.

"Sure... right now?".

Arima glared at the teen.

"Okay okay, now then".

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Arima didn't truly realise it until she'd gotten on the phone to Nancy: the stench. It was thick on her body and infused into her skin, the scent of ghoul was potent on his ex-partner's daughter. It wasn't like the smell in the CCG that managed to linger on each investigator; it was almost like the girl had rolled about with a ghoul itself.

The investigator wanted to push away the thought but then the disrupted clothes became a haunting reassurance to his assumptions.

"Don't you have some friends to sleep over with?"

"I did... but I had to leave"

The girl was with a ghoul. She stunk of the thing and practically dripped in the musk of thick Rc cells, blood, coffee... leather?

"This friend... is that how this-" he gestured to her clothes, "- happened?"

"Y-You could say that" she struggled to murmur, suddenly becoming timid against his questioning.

"Did you-",

"Ew, no. Why are you even asking that?" She exclaimed in more confusion than disgust.

"Have you seen yourself?" He questioned seriously to hear her pull down the overhead mirror with a slap.

With a squeak of embarrassment, he turned his eyes away as Jane buttoned up her shirt and pull his coat tighter around her body.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jane growled as she held her skirt over as much skin as she could.

"It didn't seem like the priority, I wasn't... interested anyway" Arima huffed.

"Wait... are you gay?".

The Investigator almost slammed his foot down on the brake.

"I mean, there's nothing wrong with being gay, love's love-",

"I'm not gay" Arima quickly defended.

"It's okay big guy, I'll keep your secret" Jane teased as if her dad hadn't died a day prior or got harassed just a half-an-hour before then.

"Whatever" He then groaned to pull up into the car park of his apartment complex.

In only twenty minutes they were already in the 2nd Ward and standing awkwardly in the elevator to their floor.

This night was going to be an experience for both of them.

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So... much... homework.

I'm so glad I finished this before I went back to school because I'm doing loads of essay subjects.

So here's the next chapter, I hope you enjoy xx

What's your favourite anime theme song?

Obviously unravel, I nearly feel a tear fall from the nostalgia.