Dragon's Queen

Chapter Five

I saw Jackson marching over to where I had just finished kissing Garrett and before I could say anything he had grabbed me by the arm. He pulled me along behind him; I didn't argue with him because I was too shocked to even think. What did he think he was doing?

He pushed me into a bedroom at the end of the hall and closed and locked the door.

"What do you think you're doing?" I yelled at him. For christ sake he had a frigging girlfriend, one who clearly didn't like me yet here he was dragging me into some bedroom. 

"Me? What are you doing?" he yelled back; I flinched and his words and saw him take a deep breath to calm himself. I don't know why he is so angry.

"Having fun" I folded my arms across my chest and c****d my hip, there was no way I was going to apologise for what happened out there because I had no reason to be sorry.  

"Garrett isn't the kind of guy you need to be having fun with" he replied, his eyes moving up and down my body.

"As opposed to you?" I spat; I was getting so angry.

"What's that suppose to mean?" he scowled clearly getting just as angry as me, all good looks aside.

"Nothing, don't even worry about it Jackson. Just go back to your girlfriend, I'm not your problem" sighing I went to walk past him and out of the room when he grabbed my hand and pulled me back towards him. He was so close and he smelled so good, he leaned down and kissed me again. A light touch of our lips which ended as quickly as it had started when I pushed him away.

"I can't do this Jackson" I snapped before opening the door and walking away.

I don't understand Jackson, he got so angry with me because I danced with Garrett, if I didn't know better I would say he was jealous which he had no right to be and he certainly had no right to tell me who I could and couldn't hang out with, he had a girlfriend for Christ sakes. I left the him standing in the bedroom feeling so confused, he kissed me again but then goes back to his girlfriend. Okay so I did tell him to but it's like he can so easily forget about me when he is with her. I saw the way he danced with her and kissed her, which begs the question as to why he would even kiss me just to disappoint me. Pushing him away back in the room was the hardest thing I had ever done next to burying Brittney, but it was the right thing to do and I just needed to stay the hell away from him from now on. I walked back down the hall to a sobering Garret who looked as confused as I felt.

"What was that about?" he queried.

"Nothing, he just doesn't think I should be hanging out with you" no point lying to him.

"I bet he doesn’t" he snorted

"and what's that suppose to mean?" I was so sick of lying, half truths and innuendos and it was only my second day here. It that wasn't an indication of the year I was going to have I didn't know how long I would last.

"Rowe doesn't like me very much, well the feeling is mutual so it doesn't surprise me that he told you to stay away from me. Besides I saw the way he was looking at you earlier" he leaned in until his mouth was just centremetres from my ear, "doesn't matter though, I've got you" he whispered. He turned my head and kissed me, a gentle touch of his lips on mine. Jackson’s kiss didn’t make me feel half the things that this kiss with Garrett did.  

I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He licked and sucked on my bottom lip and moved his hands down until they cupped my ass. Someone whistled and I remembered that we had an audience, I pulled away and smiled at Garrett. He kept his arms around my waist and leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"Come back to mine" my breath caught in my throat, not from fear, I mean I was no virgin but I also wasn't a slut and didn't just sleep with guys I just met.

"I'm not sleeping with you Garrett" I replied pushing myself out of his arms.

"S'Okay, just come anyway" he still had a slight slur to his voice; he pulled me back into his arms. I really wasn't sure about going back to his place but I didn't want to offend him, he was a nice guy.

"Okay, but no touching" I smiled and grabbed his hand and lead him out the front door, past Jackson and Verity.

~

I got back to our dorm room the next day after having breakfast with Garrett. Carly sat at her desk, looking at f*******:.

"Well hello there" she turned in her chair and gave me a small smile.

"hey" I replied going and sitting on her bed.

"You haven't been on f*******: then I take it?" she said, scrutinising me.

"No?" I was getting a little nervous now, she seemed to know something and from the look on her face it wasn't good.

She sighed and turned back to her computer, she typed for a second before turning the screen so I could see it. She was on Verity's page, she had uploaded several pictures of me kissing and dancing with Garrett. Another girl had also uploaded a video of me dancing last night; there was over 100 likes and 200 comments on the video. Carly clicked on the comments and let me read them.

'What a slut! Who does she think she is!!'

"I'd do her, get in there Garrett'

'She's fit!'

'Look at her, she isn't even pretty.'

'This is priceless, I mean how low has Garrett stooped'

'Might want to get checked Garrett'

The comments were brutal and vicious, I had never done anything to any of these girls, yet they treated me like this. I couldn't believe how nasty people could be and I had no idea why Jackson would be with someone as horrible as Verity. I felt faint and my breathing was coming rapidly, I could barely hear what Carly was saying to me and I could hardly feel her shaking me.

"EVELYN!" I slowly started to snap out of my panic attack when I started crying. I felt Carly pull me into a hug and I started sobbing.

"It's okay Ev, no one really thinks these things; Verity scares a lot of people and if girls want to pledge Delta then they need to get on her good side" she tried soothing me but it just made me feel worse, I need Britt now more than ever right now, but because of one drunken mistake I will never see her again. I started crying harder; I haven't cried over Brittney's death is over 4 months but for the second time since she had passed I felt helpless, like a piece of me was missing, half of my soul had been ripped away from me on that night and it seemed like I would never get it back. The room started to go black and then I started dreaming about that night.