Jackee awoke with an unsettling and vivid memory of last night. Oh how she wanted to act on her feelings for AJ but it was far too soon for sex and the fact he was intoxicated didn’t help. She knew first hand that sex changed everything and she didn’t even know what she was changing.
AJ also had a vivid recollection of last night’s events. He felt like he had done something against his will. He did want it and obviously couldn’t stop himself then but he didn’t want to put her in that position. He didn’t want to rush and he didn’t want to ruin it all. That’s what he thought he did too. Jackee didn’t want to forgive him when he crept into her room and asked but she liked him too much to not. As a reconciliation he offered to take her out to breakfast. Something else she just couldn’t refuse. They choose a small, desolate place. Hardly anybody was there and the waiter didn’t know who he was nor cared.
“ I really am sorry.” He reminded as she looked around the room.
“ I know. You keep saying that. It is just kind of weird now…” She explained. He nodded. He then set his hand on top of the one she had resting on the table.
“But it doesn’t have to be.” He commented.
“AJ, I am sorry but I don’t take sex lightly.” She firmly stated.
“I don’t take you lightly.” He defended.
“How can you assume such feelings, you hardly know me. Sex is for people who are in love. Not for people like us.” She passionately explained and left.
“Jackie-Wait!” He cried out. He quickly followed her. She didn’t go far. She was on the curb crying. AJ began to feel worse. He did this to her. He made her cry. He made her feel bad. And he hated himself for it. He too sat on the curb and warped her into his arms.
“I am sorry. I regret doing it. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want it but Jax I really think we could work. I don’t want to ruin that. So will you please give me another chance?” He asked. She looked up into his beautiful brown eyes that expressed everything he had just said. She nodded and buried her head in his shoulder.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Emily! Will you please get up NOW!!!”Brian yelled for the third time. He had awoken about an hour earlier and was downstairs leaving the girl that was now on his last nerve upstairs. He finally decided to go up and get her. He walked into his room was she was still sleeping peacefully. He couldn’t help but smile. He knew he needed to forget her though. He had a girlfriend and so did AJ although, AJ seemed to keep forgetting that fact. They could get away with it for awhile but he knew that it would catch up with them and would it be worth it. The melancholy thoughts made him feel dirty. He had sleep in the same bed with the girl that he either should be avoiding or just not having feelings for. Either seemed to work.
“Hey Em, wake up.” He shouted near her.
“Huh?” She asked turning towards him her eyes unused to the light.
“Get Up.” He urged. He couldn’t help but laugh at her hair that had puffed up and out. She rubbed her eyes. He couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t react to his laughing. Leighanne, his girlfriend, surely would have; he thought before chastising himself for comparing them.
“You want breakfast?” He asked. She smiled and sat up at the thought.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He said.
“Let me help.” She added.
“Maybe you should change first.” He commented while looking at her wrinkly clothing.
“Into what?” She asked.
“I’ll find something…”He said beginning to look through his closet.
“0o0o0o0o, I want to help!” She exclaimed while jumping out of bed and began to dig through his drawers. He tossed her a shirt, that she immediately put on. It was big but comfy. He didn’t notice that she had changed in front of him.
“Hey Bri, Can I wear these?” she asked pulling out a pair of Scooby-Doo boxers. He looked at her and raised his eyebrow.
“I’m sorry I don’t lend out my underwear.” He shared.
“You do Now!” She said running off with his boxers. He sighed at her immaturity which was also one of the things he loved and then began to chase after her. He didn’t catch her until she had “hid” under the kitchen table. He easily pulled her out from under there and began to try and get his boxers back.
“EM, this is not funny, give them back!” He urged. She didn’t listen and escaped his grasp long enough to get a long spoon. She swooshed in front of herself like a long sword. He grabbed it out of her hand as she giggled and tried to get away but he had her tight within his arms. Since it was so tight, his shirt was pulled back making her look outstanding in his now tight shirt.
“Em, give me my underwear and I’ll let you go.” He promised. She continued to struggle.
“I Promise come on just hand it over and you will be free.” He pleaded.
“I didn’t know your undies were so important.” She commented.
“C’mon I promise I will let go…” He insisted. She let her head fall staring at her shoes before saying,
“That’s what I am afraid of.” She felt her eyes water up. ‘Why did I have to fall for him’ she thought. His grip died down and he finally let her go. She and his boxers dropped to the floor quickly as if without his support they would always fall. He felt himself regretting that move. Not knowing what else to do he joined her on the floor.
“It’ll be okay Em.” He soothed slowly rubbing circles on her back. She turned to face him, her face seemed warped with pain. He felt pangs of guilt. He didn’t know what was right anymore. What could he honestly do? Since no answer came he did nothing for a moment. She slowly inched toward him. He knew what was going to happen and felt his lips moisten in anticipation. No regrets, he quickly thought as her lips met his.
Go TO:
Home
Contents
Jackee's site
Chapter 8