Chapter 5: Touch Me
Margot didn't know how to respond. She had to be dreaming. She wasn't used to such powerful presences like Jim's. His eyes pierced into Margot and she couldn't help but look away. If she stared at him for any longer, she would burst.
"o-okay…" Margot felt the words slip from her lips and Jim wrapped his arm around her and pulled her out of the bar. His musk was even stronger now and Margot felt her knees go weak. The presence of his touch almost felt inhuman. Margot had never felt such a grasp from any other human. She couldn't act normal around him and he knew it.
"hey, calm down." He paused between each word, making sure it had an affect.
Margot pressed her back against the large window of the bar and looked up at the stars. She had so much to say but she was being backtracked by his dominating presence.
"You don't fit in that dress." Jim added, scooching his body closer to hers, his back against the window.
"What do you mean?" Margot turned to him, their gazes meeting.
"You shouldn't pretend to be someone you're not. It doesn't match up."
Margot felt her chest tighten. He caught her. She didn't feel comfortable in this dress and he could tell.
"Here." Jim ripped off his copper leather jacket and handed it to her with ease. He wore a white button down with the buttons undone to his collarbones.
Margot hands shook as she grasped the leather jacket in her hands. She wanted to hold it onto her forever. She wanted to use it as a pillow while she slept on the old run down mattress as she dreamt of Jim's whispers.
Margot pushed her hands through the slots on either side and felt herself melt in the worn in leather.
"That looks better." Jim remarked, placing a cigarette between his full lips and lighting it. His face was illuminated by the flame and his eyes gazed up to hers with a devilish grin.
"Can I have one?" Margot whimpered like a puppy begging for his attention.
"A good girl like you shouldn't be smoking." Jim placed the cigarette in Margot's slightly opened mouth and lit it with a small automatic lighter he hid in his tight leather pants.
"I wanna try new things." Margot spat out quickly knowing that he already understood she was an amateur.
"Come, I wanna show you something." Jim uttered turning his back to Margot and walking up the sidewalk and, like an obedient servant, Margot followed.
He led her to an empty parking garage, overflowing with graffiti and smoke from the blunts of young teenagers. Jim snuck himself onto the stairs and Margot proceeded. She found herself getting weak step by step as they climbed three flights of stairs.
Jim rubbed the pockets of his tight leather jeans and pulled out a small, rusty key that fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. The door to the roof of the parking garage was locked, as expected, but Jim opened it with ease as if he had done it plenty of times before.
There was silence as Margot was pulled along by Jim's large, rough hands collapsing hers as he directed her towards the edge of the rooftop. She could feel every line on his rough palm. His lips pursed as he picked Margot off her feet by her love handles and placed her on the edge. Margot felt a surge of heat fill her body from his touch and she felt her cheeks fill with red. Tears surged into her eyes again. He caused her to feel a clusterfuck of emotions. She didn't know whether fear or lust was in control of her now.
"God, you're so innocent." Jim responded, his long, shaggy brown hair falling onto Margot's shoulder and he laid his head in the crook of her shoulder. His hot breath warmed Margot's ear while sending shivers down her spine.
"with those big dark eyes... I want to fill you with chaos and disorder and make you mine."
Before Margot could comment Jim's thumb pressed against her bottom lip, making her mouth slowly open.
"Stick out your tongue." Jim demanded as he wrapped his hand around the back of Margot's neck to tilt her head upward. Margot did as he asked and stuck out her tongue. He placed what Margot saw as a small translucent piece of paper onto her tongue.
"Let it happen, baby. Take it as it comes."
Margot felt her breath grow harsher. Her gaze seemed to stay on Jim's crystal blue eyes as her body began to grow heavy. Her mind was racing with the ideas of immortality. If she jumped off this building, she would fly. Her body tingled with excitement. Jim's presence had overpowered her hallucinogenic high and Margot began to realize how pale he looked in the moonlight. Her eyes became wide as she realized what was happening but it was too late. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell to the ground. A once dominant, alluring being had now become that of a child.
