the ripper

          ‘ in philadelphia? you’d probably get lost and never find your way out again; this way’s much better, trust me. ’ she walked back out through the door and into the hallway, stretching out her arms above her head as she turned around to face him, choosing to walk backwards in order to keep an eye on this new ‘mystery man’. ‘ there isn’t exactly much to see, but i can show you the steps where sylvester stallone ran around in rocky ––– –– you’ve seen rocky, right? ’

dark E Y E S never ceased to leave hers, even AS he shut the door.  walking with his head tilted, jackson’s brows rose as he silently stared at her. ‘’... was i SUPPOSED to have seen rocky ?? ‘’ he questions in a slightly amused, yet still somewhat confusing tone. ‘’because-- i.. haven’t seen or heard of it until now.’’

          ‘ the town you’re originally from must’ve been hell on earth for you to move to this place, ’ she pressed her lips together in thought before letting her mouth gape open slightly, a sure sign to anyone who knew the girl that an idea was forming in her mind, ‘ c’mon. you look about ready to throw yourself out of your window and i have some time to kill. ’ she nodded her head in the direction of the door he’d just come through, her tone being more demanding than questioning. ‘ you wanna’ actually know your way around, right? ’

‘’-- you can say S O M E T H I N G like that.’’ he murmurs, suddenly looking up at her like she was crazy. ‘’that’s just my everyday expression. me thinking about ways to throw myself out windows. ‘’ jackson shrugged, grabbing his jacket off of the floor. ‘’um-- SURE ?? i figured i’d just get lost in the middle of the city, and try and find my way around that way.’’

          she decided to move a few steps towards him, finding the large expanse of space between them slightly unwelcoming. ‘ i can see that; i actually came here to give you your keys back –– – since i live across the hall i don’t think i’ll be needing them. ’ she placed the keys into his palm, moving to walk out of the door but turning at the last second, ‘ you said you were new around here. last night, i mean. ’

OH, so she lived across the hall ?? he’d have to make a M E N T A L note of that. watching her walk towards him, he couldn’t help but tense up-- nodding once he felt his keys in his hand. jackson had turned to look over at her over his shoulder, lips pursing. he was silent till he finally spoke again. ‘’i am.’’ he murmured calmly, shrugging. ‘’i-- needed a break. from the town i was originally.. from.’’

          “ wow, your memory really is fried, huh? ” she immediately set down whatever trinket she’d been playing with, something that was probably of little importance, before turning her gaze back to meet his. “ it’s not breaking in if you drunkenly threw your keys at me the night before; besides, i wanted to check you weren’t drowning in your vomit. ”

‘’welp, i’m A L I V E.’’ making a face, he can’t help but shrug, removing his jacket a well and tossing it down by his bag. ‘’no matter how many people want me dead.’’ jackson had muttered under his breath, a hand raking through his hair. ‘’so, technically YOU didn’t.. but did break in ?? ‘’

“oh would you NOW?  well either though, thank you jackson i KNOW i’m pretty fuckin’ hot. i wonder how many issues would even be sold.”

‘’probably ALOT, addyson. have you SEEN yourself? you’re a-- fucking gem. you’re HOT.’’

“that’s exactly what i’m saying!  i don’t know why they just won’t call me.”

‘’ye-- YEAH they needa call you ASAP. you’re prett-- pretty fuckin’ H O T and i’d pay to get that issue.’’

“Someone’s eager tonight,” Joey teased, her lips curling into a smirk as she felt his against her skin. 

‘’only eager  for you.’’ jackson had murmured in her ear, his hands sliding up her shoulders to slide off her jacket.

“MMM, I’d say much better.”

‘’RIGHT?? much better.’’

“You don’t say, why don’t you SHOW me how amazing it is then?” 

‘’-- HOW’S this??’’

“I TOLERATE it, there’s a difference, boo. I think you and I both have VERY different definitions of the word amazing.” 

‘’WHATEVER you say, boo. sex with you?? AMAZING. myself? AMAZING.’’

“In all honesty, I NEVER want to hear you talk. Is it really, or do you just think far too highly of yourself? Perhaps I have no desire to do anything with you.”

‘’THAT’S why you love it when were in bed together, right ?? DOLL, i don’t need to think highly of myself. i KNOW i’m pretty amazing.’’

“So, are you going to stand there and keep talking until I start having to fight the urge to claw my eyes out? OR what?”

‘’OH, you don’t want to hear me talk? that’s a first. well, if you don’t wanna hear me talk what DO you wanna do???’’