A/N: Ok, so, this is just a little bulliten for people who didn't know: I have an "M" rated story now. It was a little expirement for me and I would really love it if there were some more reviews. I would appreciate feedback on it to see if I should write any more. The name of it is "Best Night of Her Life" Its a Krunior, of course, and I only have one review. Please, go to the M section and read and review! thanks and enjoy the story!
He stopped at a hotel nearby. He had to stay and watch her, watch them. Sure it was stalker-ish, but a stalker he had become.
Junior had changed. He was no longer the carefree, sweet guy he had been eight years ago. His depression had aged him, making him look much older. He was only 29, but looked to be in his early forties. He had slowly deteriorated, hair getting long, beard growing scruffy. He had expected that before he saw her, he would need to be groomed. She wouldn't recognize him, otherwise.
He checked into the AmericInn, and went up to his room, walking in and throwing his small duffel bag on the bed. He unzipped it and took out his cell-phone, speed-dialing Teresa.
"This is Teresa," the woman said business-like on the other end of the line.
"Hey, uh, Teresa, it's Junior. I just- I- Well I need to talk," Junior said, sitting down on the bed and laying back, trying to get a little comfortable.
"Oh, Junior, hi, honey. How are you doing? Did that medication work? Anymore nightmares? Thoughts of suicide?" She asked, going through the routine questions she asked when a patient came back to her after they had wanted to leave.
"I'm doin' fine, but, I- Well- Y-You know how we were talking about me coming back? And you didn't think it was a good idea because my past would come back and, well, bite me in the ass? Well, I'm here, in Freemont. I went to see Raintree, but, Kris-" Junior's voice started to break. "Sh-she wasn't there."
"Junior there are a lot of different reasons she may not of been there. I'm sure you only thought of the obvious one. Yes, its true she could be on a date. It has been eight years, after all. She could also be training, I hear she's become a pretty phenomenal jockey, pushing herself to the limit. Its another possibility that she's moved. You heard that bit about her being in their family over 3 years ago. A lot can change in three years. There are also so many other things that could've happened," Teresa told him, being rational, trying to think of anything else that could be bothering him. Anything he could need to talk about.
"I know. It's just- I- I need to apologize. You and I have discussed so much that what I did was wrong For me and for Kris. I loved her- I love her- so much. She has to know that. She has to feel the same. If she doesn't...I don't know how I can live my life without feeling like a complete bastard," Junior told her, shaking his head.
"You need to be prepared for what is going to happen. It's been so long. Eight years is a really long time. She may not recognize you, may ignore you. She may do the incredibly predictable and slap you. You left without telling her, Junior, what do you expect? To come back after all this time and apologize and she would take you back? I'm simply being a real-world expert here, it won't work. From how you have explained Kris, she won't stand down. You need to think this through, Junior. You really need to decide if you can handle being hurt. Because she may do exactly that. Its our nature to show the people who have hurt us the hurt they caused us by dishing it right back to them. So, be prepared, hon," She told him, getting ready to leave her office.
"I will. Thanks so much, Teresa. I really appreciate you being there for me. I just- ever since then I- well, you've been the closest thing I've had to having any family or friends," Junior told her sincerely.
"Oh, well thanks, Junior. Have a fun time," She said, clicking the phone off.
Junior slid back farther on the bed and curled up under the quilt-y covering. He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath that he didn't know he had been holding in. He blinked a few times, trying to sustain his toughness for more than five minutes.
When he started to regain composure, he began to formulate a plan. It may take a while, he thought, but in the end, it'll all be worth it.
A/N: Okay, so originally it was supposed to be Matt, but I re-read this a lot, and found that it would be best if it were Junior. The clues I gave all seemed to lead to Junior. So, as I type this I am working on another update. I know exactly what I want to do. I'm making this all a series, which will be nice. I may add more chapters to other "oneshots" even thought theyre oneshots. I know I haven't updated my chapter stories yet, I'm not exactly sure where to go with them. School lets out tomorrow, so maybe I can come up with some stuff. I carry a notebook around with me in case I get an inspiration, so, be on the lookout for updates. (P.S. I know the notebook carrying is creepy, but it works, so please, dont judge... :( )