Author: Kelly
Rating: PG 13 (possibly R in some chapters.)
AN:
Ok this idea just came to me awhile ago. Like four months. LOL I was listening to the Maroon Five song She Will Be Love. I just really like that song. You know me, so yes this is going to a dark fic at some point. I'm sorry. It's just me.
I want to think the people who looked this over for me. You guys were a big help.
Background:
This goes back to when Jason retuned the first time. Everything is the same till then. And if the first few chapters seem famliar it is. I used a lot of the diologue from GH As always if you have any questions just ask.
She Will Be Loved
Prologue
They were walking on Elm Street Pier. It was a cold January day. Jason was grateful for the cold. Not that he could really feel it but he knew she couldn't stand there and argue with him for long. He listened to her ramble about laundry. Her life was so normal. He wanted that for her. This is why he had decided to go. "Elizabeth... ah... This… this won't take long." He motioned for her to sit on the bench. Then he sat beside her and sighed. He knew how badly this was going to hurt her. He'd give anything to not be the cause of her pain. He also knew drawing it out would only make it worse so he just said it. "I'm leaving town for good."
"Well...uh when are you leaving?" "Today." "Just like that?"
He sighed again before answering her. "Yeah. I'm not… I'm not telling a lot of people. But I wanted you to know." "Oh. Thank you for thinking of me." "You okay?" "Do
you want me to say I am? 'Cause I can do that. Yes Jason I'm fine
really. Thank you for asking. Good luck where ever you're going. And
I'll think of you."
Anger surged through him. He didn't want her
to pretend with him. He wasn't blind he could see that she was in pain."Elizabeth." "Don't. Don't ask me how I'm feeling if you don't want to know." "I'm sorry."
"Then why are you leaving? I mean yesterday you were laughing; we were out on your bike. What changed?" "Nothing.
Nothing's going to change unless... unless I go. There are people who I
care about who are hurting everyday because of me." "These people, am I one of them?"
"Yes." He said honestly. Despite everything, he wanted her to know she mattered to him.
"No. You're wrong. I don't hurt because of you, Jason. I would hurt without you." "Elizabeth,
I've... I've made you target. A way to get to me. And... And I know
that... that you're willing to take the risk. But you don't really
understand what it means. To have guards around all the time. To… to be
afraid... everyday. It makes your world so small. It takes away your
freedom. And… and you don't want that. You told me so yourself."
"So you're leaving to protect me?" she asked softly tears welling up in her eyes.
"That's part of it. But not all of it. There are people here who would be better off without me." "Do
you know how hard it is to lose the only person who believes I can
figure out my own life?"
"You're not losing me. I'm just going away." He insisted softly.
"Thank
you for telling me. I mean that." She was so quiet, which was making it
worse. He had expected her to fight like all the other times he tried
to end their friendship. Something! Anything! He wasn't prepared for
her to just accept it. That acceptance hurt him worse than telling her.
Jason slowly leaned over and placed his hand on the back of her head
before bringing his lips to her forehead. She grabbed his wrist
tightly, but didn't try to stop him when he pulled away.
"Goodbye." "No.
I'll see you later."
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As he sat on his bike later that night he felt regret for the first time in his life. He regretted hurting Elizabeth. He regretted that he had to go. Most of all he regretted hurting himself. He hesitated only a moment before revving up his bike and taking off.