Shattered Perception ( Jack )

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala smiled as he spoke, her head ducking down as she averted his gaze and bit her lower lip. Not used to having anyone but Mischa say little nicknames for her.....She then nodded and followed behind him, her hand dragging her hair over her shoulder as she watched silently as he moved about.

Then, as he exited onto the balcony she followed, taking up a seat in the chair opposite him. As the cig was set down, she reached out and took it up, waiting a moment for the lighter before striking it up.

As she took in a deep inhale she closed her eyes. Gods she had missed that. Then her eyes fell onto the bottle as she exhaled, fingers inching cross the table and grabbing it up to take a long much needed drink...

She was gonna get drunk...She just knew it! She had not drank in weeks...hell months....This was gonna kick her fucking ass...But she didn't care..She needed it.....

"This is a really nice place you got here. Better than mine...Mine is just bigger..lacks the view. Heh..."

She shot him a soft, almost affectionate little gaze before she again turned her attention to the view.....

~Just keep your fucking mouth shut! No speaking about what I am feeling! Gah!~

Her lip once more captured in a soft nibble of nervousness and uncertainty that she was trying to hide.....

[Jack]

Kevala took the first swig of his whiskey bottle, once she had finished Jack took the bottle holding his cigarette in one hand and the bottle in the other he took a swig before sighing and placing it back on the bench, offering the bottle to Kevala.

"This is a really nice place you got here. Better than mine...Mine is just bigger..lacks the view. Heh..."

"Biggers not always better, hun"

Jack would say as he winked at her, laughing before taking the bottle and tilting his head back opening up his throat, letting the brown liquid rush strait down his throat, Jack took in about 100 mills. Placing the bottle back down he let out that old man whiskey sigh.

"I hope you enjoy yourself Kevala... I really do. Do you?"

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala waited her turn and then took another long, burning drink. As she settled into her seat she nodded to his words.

"Yes well, I need the room. Heh"

Then his question came, and it honestly caught her off guard, her eyes turning back to look at him a bit shyly as she reached up and nervously tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Jack I....."

She stopped, unsure what to say. Did she have fun with him? More so than anyone else. Yet the answer did not seem to be that easy to say. It was a fear that in her tone would be something more than what the words were spoken as.......

Yet the liquor had her thinking it was not so complicated and willed her to continue to speak, another drink taken before hand of course.

"Having fun is really not the best way to describe it."

She continued to look at him, her eyes shimmering in the light around her as she bit the corner of her lip, not sure what else to say....Obviously not speaking what was on her mind, no matter how much she tried to hide it.

[Jack]

"Having fun is really not the best way to describe it."

"Then what is?"

Jack would chuckled as he butted his cigarette out and reached for another one. Flicking his jet lighter open he lit up and sighed as he inhaled the gray smoke. Reaching out he picked up the whiskey bottle and took a large swing, between them two fifths of the bottle had been drunk (280ml). Jack would hand the bottle back to Kevala before taking another long drag of his cigarette before he tilted his head back and jetted the smoke out of his lungs.

"Because to be honest Kevala, I really enjoy having you around."

Jack would stretched placing his cigarette in his mouth as his hands cupped the back of his head. Sighing he continued to speak.

"If life continued like this Kevala, I see my self thoroughly enjoying my life in California"

[Ceraphine Davis]

She sat there, slowly finishing her cigarette and listening to every word he spoke. It was enough to make her pause and look out over the skyline, a little duck of her head as she heard the words that tugged at her cold and locked away heart just a tiny bit.

"You make me happy Jack....you make me, for once...not feel as though I am some horrible monster....But my life is so complicated, so, lost and confused....I destroy everything I touch....."

She then turned her head away from him, taking another long long long drink of the liquor as she tried to steady herself. A soft whimper escaping her despite the infusion of liquid courage she had just taken in.

"I....dont want to....I cannot....destroy you...I...I.."

She shook her head, finished the last drag of her cigarette and shut down. Closed those walls up tight around herself and tried desperately to seek some form of comfort in the cold that this created inside her....Yet even then, she felt a part of her wanting to reach out, to tell him.......Just....she was too.....

Scared?

Perhaps, everyone had fears, just some fewer than others and in the least expected of places.

[Jack]

"You make me happy Jack....you make me, for once...not feel as though I am some horrible monster....But my life is so complicated, so, lost and confused....I destroy everything I touch....."

"huh?"

Jack raised his eyebrow as Kevala spoke to him, she was opening up, he could feel her tendency, her hesitation to reveal any details about her to him. Jack smiled at her, she had put herself in a vulnerable situation and Jack would drive the stake home. Securing her assurance in him.

"I....dont want to....I cannot....destroy you...I...I.."

"hehe"

Jack took the drink off Kevala taking a long swig of it, they had drunk another 140 ml pushing it up tow three fifths of the bottle gone. In such a short period of time Jack had consumed nearly 8 shots the alcohol was taking it's effect on him. Jack butted out his cigarette taking another swig of his bottle. he placed it down on the table.

"Cmon babe, I'll show you that you can't destroy me, and believe me you can touch me as much as your want. Lets go to bed."

Jack would motion of Kevala to follow him leaving his cigarettes and the bottle behind, if she wanted to bring them with her she could it was up to her really. All he wanted was to have her in his arms as he drifted off to sleep for a second time now.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Yeah her head was swimming, her mind a bit behind on things even if she was still trying to keep herself closed off. The he set the bottle down, allowing her one last drink before he was up and telling her to go along with him.

Okay then?

Her brow raising as she pushed herself up, feeling that liquor hit her hard upon doing so. Her eyes closed for a moment as everything became fuzzy.

Then, once she was settled, she would open her eyes and turn to follow him....

"Bed is good..But...you..yeah you dont know me..I..I am like cursed or something.."

She slid her hand along the wall to steady herself as she continued to follow him, her tongue brushing over her lips as a few locks of hair fell down into her face.

[Jack]

As he walked back into his room he dropped onto his bed, pulling the covers back he got comfortable, all that was left was Kevala to lay down next to him. When she lay down Jack would wrap his arms around her moving one under and using the other to pull the covers back in. Jack sighed as he kissed her on the neck, letting her know he was close to her. Jack was getting groggy the mixture of the nicotine and alcohol was making hims sleepy. Jack yawned as his hand moved down, lower and lower finding a nice spot located between her thighs he let his hand rest there as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

"If you're not doing anything today, the stay as long as you'd like. If you're free tonight come out to dinner with me"

Jack would say as he yawned again, letting his mind drift off to the prospect of having dinner with her and what that meant. He already knew the restaurant, he had been there once since he had come to CA and he already befriended the owners.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Out of habit, or some hidden desire to, she would wait til he laid down and then slowly crawl onto the bed and toward where he laid. A little yawn passing from her as she settled in beside him, nuzzling her head against his chest as she brushed her small hand over him.

His question, request....whatever it was...caught her a it off guard, yet she could not bring herself to pull away from him. Instead she just curled into him all the more.

"If...you are sure..."

She was way too out of it at the moment to risk going and getting Zeke....So yeah, she would have to wait on that, and yeah...spending time with Jack was enough to make her smile.

She yawned once more....her hand coming up to rub her eyes as she closed them and started to drift off......

"I really....dont want to leave your arms Jack...."

The last little mumble to escape her before she passed out, curled up in his arms........