It was time to go to sleep and everyone got into their tent and off their light.
I also went to my tent and off the light to sleep but I was startled as someone burst into my tent, shutting the flap behind them. Before I could even react, a hand clamped over my mouth, silencing me.
My heart racing, I tried to struggle, but a strong arm wrapped around me, holding me in place.
And then, I saw his face. Jackson.
His eyes gleamed in the darkness, his face inches from mine. I could feel his warm breath on my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
"What are you doing?" I tried to ask, but his hand muffled my voice.
He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "I couldn't sleep," he whispered. "I needed to see you."
My heart skipped a beat as his hand dropped from my mouth, and he pulled me closer. I could feel his chest against mine, his heart pounding in time with mine.
"What do you want, Jackson?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
He smiled, his eyes glinting in the darkness. "I think you know," he said, his voice low and husky.
And with that, he leaned in, his lips claiming mine in a kiss that left me breathless.
I quickly pulled away, my heart racing with surprise and fear. "Leave, Jackson," I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. "Or I'll scream."
Jackson's eyes flashed with intensity, but he didn't move. "You don't want me to leave, Cecilia," he said, his voice low and husky. "You want me to stay."
I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "No, I don't. I told you to leave me alone."
Jackson's gaze didn't waver. "You're lying," he said, his voice dripping with confidence. "You feel it too, Cecilia. This...thing between us."
I felt a shiver run down my spine as he took a step closer. "Leave, Jackson," I repeated, trying to sound firm.
But he just smiled, his eyes glinting in the darkness. "Not until you admit it," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Suddenly, I was scared. Scared of what he might do, scared of what I might feel. I took a deep breath and raised my voice. "I'll scream," I warned.
Jackson's smile faltered, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of uncertainty. But then, his face hardened, and he turned to leave. "This isn't over, Cecilia," he said, his voice dripping with promise.
And with that, he was gone, leaving me shaken and confused.
JACKSON POINT OF VIEW 
I left the tent, feeling a mix of emotions. I didn't like seeing Cecilia all worked up, her eyes flashing with fear and anger. I had wanted to push her, to see how far I could go, but I hadn't meant to scare her.
As I walked away, I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Maybe I had gone too far, maybe I should have listened to her and left her alone.
But I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something between us, something that neither of us could deny. I had seen it in her eyes, a spark of attraction, of desire.
I wanted to explore that, to see where it could lead. But I knew I had to be careful, had to tread lightly. Cecilia was skittish, and I didn't want to scare her off.
I made a vow to myself to back off, to give her space. But I couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over. I would see her again, and next time, I would be ready.
As I lay in my own tent, I couldn't help but think of Cecilia, of the way she had looked at me with a mix of fear and attraction. I smiled to myself, knowing that I had gotten under her skin.
And I couldn't wait to do it again.
JACKSON POINT OF VIEW 
As we ventured into the forest, I couldn't help but notice Cecilia laughing and chatting with her friends. She looked carefree and happy, and I found myself drawn to her like a magnet.
I tried to focus on the task at hand, searching for valuable items and resources, but my eyes kept drifting back to her. She was radiant, her smile lighting up the entire forest.
I felt a pang of jealousy, seeing her so happy with her friends. Why couldn't she be that way with me?
I shook my head, chiding myself for being ridiculous. I had no claim to her, no right to feel possessive.
But as I watched her, I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. I wanted to be the one making her laugh, the one she turned to for comfort and support.
I sighed, tearing my gaze away from her. I needed to focus on the task at hand, not get distracted by my feelings for Cecilia.
But as we continued on, I found myself constantly glancing in her direction, wondering what she was thinking, what she was feeling.
And then, our eyes met, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. For a moment, we just stared at each other, the world around us melting away.
I knew in that moment, I was in trouble. I was falling for her, hard. And I had no idea how to stop it.
CECILIA POINT OF VIEW 
I was having a great time with my friends, laughing and joking as we searched for valuable items in the forest. But then, I saw him. Jackson. Staring at me again.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as our eyes met. Why did he keep looking at me like that? It was unnerving, but also...exciting.
I quickly looked away, trying to focus on my friends and the task at hand. But I could feel his eyes on me, boring into my skin.
I tried to shake off the feeling, telling myself I was being ridiculous. But I couldn't help sneaking glances in his direction.
He was so intense, so brooding. But there was something about him that drew me in, something that made me want to know more.
As we continued on, I found myself wondering what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Was he still trying to get under my skin, or was there something more to it?
I didn't have time to ponder it further, as our group leader called out, "Alright, let's head back to camp! We've got a lot to sort through!"
As we made our way back, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. I had been enjoying the distraction of the forest, the freedom from my thoughts.
But now, as we headed back to camp, I knew I would have to face Jackson again. And I wasn't sure if I was ready.
As we walked back to camp, I could feel Jackson's eyes on me again. I tried to ignore it, but it was like a constant hum in the background, making me aware of his presence.
When we arrived at camp, I quickly joined in the task of sorting through the items we had found, trying to distract myself from Jackson's gaze.
But as we worked, I couldn't help but steal glances in his direction. He was focused on his task, his brow furrowed in concentration.
I found myself wondering what he was thinking about, what drove him to be so intense and brooding.
As the sun began to set, we finished up our work and gathered around the campfire. Jackson sat down beside me, his leg brushing against mine.
I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body, and I quickly pulled away, trying to create some distance between us.
But as we sat there, listening to our group leader talk about the next day's plans, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awareness around Jackson.
It was like the air was charged with tension, and I knew I wasn't the only one who felt it.
I glanced over at Jackson, and for a moment, our eyes locked. I saw something there, something that looked almost like... understanding.
But then, he looked away, and the moment was gone.
I was left wondering if I had imagined it, or if there was really something between us.
JACKSON POINT OF VIEW 
As I sat by the campfire, I couldn't help but think about sneaking into Cecilia's tent again. I had enjoyed the thrill of being close to her, of feeling her warmth and scent.
But as I glanced over at her, I saw that her friends had decided to sleep together with her. They were all chatting and laughing, and I knew I wouldn't be able to get away with it again.
I felt a pang of disappointment, but also a sense of relief. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe I needed to stop pushing her, to give her some space.
But as I lay in my own tent, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was meant to be with her. I thought about the way she had looked at me, the way she had felt in my arms.
I knew I had to find a way to make her mine, to make her see that we were meant to be together.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what the next day would bring. Would I be able to get closer to her, or would she continue to push me away?
I knew one thing for sure - I wasn't giving up. I would do whatever it took to make Cecilia mine.