"He put his hands on you?" Jackson's voice was strained as his teeth clenched together. His nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed into slits as he thought of the pain that Derek had inflicted upon Calista. He didn't even know the entire story yet and he was already unbelievably angry.
"Jackson." Cali whispered as she tried to get him to fight his anger so that she could continue to explain why she wouldn't let him go after Derek.
"Please. I need you to calm down. Don't do anything crazy, just please. Sit with me. I need you." Calista's voice was laced with her need for him. She backed up until she was able to drop upon her bed again and her head dropped into her hands. She felt tears forming in her eyes again and she couldn't hide them, not from him, not at that very moment.
"Cali?" Jackson asked as he came to sit beside the girl, his voice was calm, laced with concern, as he wrapped an arm around the petite brunettes shoulders.
"He made me sleep with him, Jackson. That's why I reek of him. I have done nothing but lay in this bed since then, since he made me do that with him. I told him no before, but once he found out about you and I he told me that he would kill you if I didn't." Her head lifted from her hands, tears still slipping down her red tinted cheeks as her head fell onto his shoulder.
Jackson was beyond angry, his anger was through the roof, but seeing this girl, the only girl he really cared about, so vulnerable and hurting, he couldn't bare to leave her side. Even if it was to find Derek and rip him limb from limb. He didn't care if Derek was the Alpha, Jackson would find him and use every fiber in his being to cause him an unimaginable amount of pain.
"He will pay for this." Jackson vowed as he pulled Calista closer to him with the encircling of his muscular arms around her small form.
"I don't care what it takes, he will pay." He added as he placed a kiss upon the top of Cali's head.
"You're not mad at me? That I gave in?" She asked as she slowly lifted her head so that her red, still tear filled, eyes could meet his.
"No, I would have done the same for you." His words were honest and that was enough to bring the smallest of smiles to her lips, the very lips that he soon placed a kiss upon before standing. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the bed. Once Cali was standing he led her out of her room and to the bathroom he had spotted across the hall.
"Let's get you cleaned up." He turned on the shower, making sure the water was warm enough for Calista to be comfortable in. As he adjusted the water for her, Cali stripped out of her clothes until she stood in the middle of the bathroom in the nude. Jackson wasn't expecting that when he turned around to see the striking beauty completely in the buff. Even more so, he wasn't expecting to see deep scratches along her sides. Oh how he wanted to murder Derek. He remained calm faced, not wanting to frighten Cali.
"I'll let you wash up." Jackson went to go walk around Calista, but she stopped him with a single touch of her hand to his upper arm.
"Please. Stay with me?" She asked as he stopped so that his hauntingly blue eyes could meet hers. How could he say no to that sweet, innocent, face? Simple…He couldn't.
He didn't have to reply. Instead Jackson stripped of his own clothing and led Cali to the shower in which the two of them slipped into. His place behind her gave him the ability to see that the deep, very slowly healing, scratches upon her sides were also found around on her back.
He vowed at that moment to murder Derek. He would rip him apart limb by limb and make him scream for mercy. Jackson was going to rip his throat out along with various other organs. Derek Hale would pay for what he did to Calista, but not until Jackson could do so without Cali knowing.
Instead of letting those thoughts consume him, he gently cleaned the wounds upon Cali's back, careful not to hurt her anymore than she had already been hurt that day.
Jackson was doing good at keeping a calm face, he was somehow managing to keep his anger from taking over and hunting down the one who had caused Calista so much pain. He was even putting someone before himself for once, he was actually caring for the girl who he could have let go of after their night together just the night before, but he wasn't. He wouldn't and couldn't just drop Calista, because as hard as it was to wrap his head around, since the two of them hardly knew each other, he loved her.