When she felt him come up behind her, she closed her eyes tighter, trying to will herself out of this situation. She hated, hated, hated feeling cornered in her own home but there was nowhere to run and she wasn't going to let him win this. But, he had said he was on her side - this wasn't a competition with Joker, was it? Was she just so used to considering it that with Jackson?
As soon as his hands - calloused and greasy from makeup and dirty - rested against her shoulders, every bone in her body wanted to scream in rejection to the contact. She just didn't let men that close to her, she hadn't in years, and Jackson had invaded that bubble and now Joker had and it was sending shockwaves in the form of memories of a sunny day in a parking lot and she had to pull away when he mentioned her shampoo. Oh, God, why was he doing this?
"Stop. Just, stop." She jerked away, wrapping her arms around each other tightly. "I'm not letting it. I've done a fine job of that so far, and that's exactly why I'm telling you that it's time for you to leave. I don't need your advice."
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Date: 2009-05-06 03:17 am (UTC)As soon as his hands - calloused and greasy from makeup and dirty - rested against her shoulders, every bone in her body wanted to scream in rejection to the contact. She just didn't let men that close to her, she hadn't in years, and Jackson had invaded that bubble and now Joker had and it was sending shockwaves in the form of memories of a sunny day in a parking lot and she had to pull away when he mentioned her shampoo. Oh, God, why was he doing this?
"Stop. Just, stop." She jerked away, wrapping her arms around each other tightly. "I'm not letting it. I've done a fine job of that so far, and that's exactly why I'm telling you that it's time for you to leave. I don't need your advice."