Revelation
I do not own any characters from PB. I make no money off of this.
Sorry it's been forever life got in the way. I think most ppl think of Riddick as someonethat can't succumb to human emotions, fights, love, the way we all say stupid things. I wanted to show him as a person in this. He might be soft but well there you go lol. Can anyone review and tell me if I should continue this?
Jack followed Riddick on the familiar path to his room. Her nerves were going haywire. She couldn't
believe that Riddick actually wanted to do this. She giggled to herself that her plan had worked so
well. Maybe too well, she wanted this but she was scared. Scared about what would happen, what
it would do to their friendship.
"Jack what's wrong?"
Riddick was watching her, his head cocked to the side. They had been in his room for a couple of
minutes and he could tell she was lost in thought. He tried to slow himself down, she might still be
apprehensive about being with him. He thought about the man that had come to his door. His blood
surged again. How the hell would she rather have him then me? How the hell did she let him touch
her? He took a step back from her. In some twisted way he always thought he'd be the one she
wanted. He rubbed his head over his scalp. He should have known by now he never got what he
really wanted. The universe seemed to have a thing out for him, he usually took it as a good sign
meant things were still on track, but right now it just made him tired.
"Jack maybe we can do this some other time."
It hurt him to say it and he vowed to bring her to New Mecca. She was making him weak.
Jack's head snapped up as she heard him. She had no idea what she had done. Why'd he change
his mind?
"Riddick. I" She was stammering
Riddick watched her trying to put her thoughts into words. He knew what she was going to say. She
still wanted Ram. She still needed time. Blah blah. He'd make it easy on her before he dropped her
ass off.
"Yeah Jack I know, it's alright."
He had his back to her counting the paneling on the wall. A mantra forming in his head: Go away, go
away. He wanted to be alone again. He hated this. He didn't want to feel like this. He wanted to be
the ruthless animal he was supposed to be. Not some love sick schoolboy. He could feel his resolve
slipping. He wanted her out now.
Jack was about to tell him she had never had sex with Ram, she was technically a virgin when he
said he knew. She should have guessed Riddick usually knew everything, and what he didn't know
he figured out.
"How'd you know?"
Jack waited for him to turn around. She could feel his attitude change and she had no idea why.
Was it the fact that she hadn't slept with Ram that made him change his mind? She was confused,
but with Riddick confused was mostly her state of mind.
Riddick couldn't believe she asked him how he knew.
Because your over there instead of under me. Because your arms are crossed over your body like
you don't want me to look at you. Because you said you loved him. He thought all this to himself. He
hated himself right then and it was probably a first time in a long time he felt out of control.
"Jack get out of my room."
It was a whisper in the dark. Funny how one whisper can make you feel so good while another
makes you feel so fucked up. One girl shouldn't mean anything he told himself, she's just one
person.
Jack turned around about to walk out of the door.
"You know Riddick you're the biggest asshole that's ever lived."
She couldn't believe he didn't want her because she wasn't experienced. It went against everything
she had ever heard, read, or seen.
"Jack close my door on the way out."