~Chapter 10~

 Opening up your soul to someone, letting them into your spirit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes, and dreams now that is being naked ~ R.B.

 I fluttered my eyes for a few minutes trying to gain focus on my sight, I felt a light weight around my waist. My eyes adjusted and I looked down and saw Jack's arm wrapped around my waist. I slightly turned to my other side and looked at him. He was sleeping, his make up was still gone, and his hair was on his face. He was mumbling something. He seemed at unease even when he's resting. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. I ran my fingers through his hair and removed it away from his face. He was quiet handsome, you know if you ignore the scars.

I removed my hands from his hair and he turned onto his back, withdrawing his hands from my waist. It was quiet comfortable, I didn't want him to let go just yet. Wait, you're losing it Eva. Come on, I mean you loathed the guy, who said he wouldn't hurt you. He's known for this and you're no stranger to heartache you should know better. I sighed to myself.

I opened the drawer to my right and grabbed my notepad and started doodling. It comforted me, I got lost in thought whenever I doodled. A few minutes later Jack squirmed in the bed before his hand went up to his temple. He removed his hands and looked around then looked at me and sat up. His hands were now in his lap.

"Hey." I spoke shading in my flower.

He inhaled and looked at me and I understood that that was his hello. He looked around and then exhaled loudly and ran his fingers a couple of times through his hair.

"What? What time is it?" His voice rasped.

"Uh I don't know around 10am?" I said looking at the clock next to me.

He nodded and sat further up. He looked to his left at the curtains then back at me.

"What what are you doing?" He stuttered again. His voice was wild.

I looked up at him, "calm down I'm not plotting your murder or my escape plan I'm just drawing." I smiled at him.

I wanted to leave, but a part of me craved staying, a part I couldn't begin to understand. He cocked his head closer and looked at my drawings then back at him lap.

"What's wrong?" I sighed.

"Nothing." He snapped back.

"I mean, why would anything be wrong, the weather's quiet fine today." He rambled on.

"I was just asking." I replied almost to myself.

His hands went to his cheek and he realized the lack of paint. He looked at the pillows then remembered what had went on last night. He turned his face away from me and then started mumbling things I couldn't gather.

"I'm gonna go wash up." He stood and I grabbed his arm and he seemed almost shocked.

"They're not bothering me, you're more yourself that way." I looked up at him and his face softened before something flashed in his eyes.

"Um I don't recall saying I was doing it for you." He snapped yanking his hand away, and I flushed turning back to my notepad.

I sat there for a few minutes before heading to the bathroom. I tamed my hair and got out. I headed to the kitchen I hesitated when I found Joker inside but I walked over and got the orange juice and went behind Joker and opened the cupboard, I grabbed a cup and poured my juice. I turned around and bumped into Joker, who happened to turn around in the same time. He looked at me and I looked up and he snapped.

"Why don't you ever watch where you're going!" He shouted raising his hands up as I flinched and backed against the cupboard.

He gave me a look before knocking the cup out of my hand as he stormed away and yanked his door behind him. I stayed there for a couple seconds taking in what just happened. A few tears strayed from my eyes and I looked down and saw a small cut on my foot from the shattered cup.

I gathered the pieces and wiped my eyes before heading back to Harley's room. I stayed there for the rest of the day. A few tears fell now and then and as much as I couldn't understand them, I couldn't stop them. 

I spent the rest of the day either doodling or reading. But I didn't focus on either. My mind was a mess. He was getting to me. It was harder than I thought, he had this thing about him. It was indescribable.

I had to be stronger than this. He almost hit me out there. He has no self control. He does what ever pops into his mind. He was too impulsive. The messed up kind of impulsive.

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