CHAPTER 4
I lay in the bed, wishing to leave this hospital and the bed. I wanted to see Molly, and every time I was about to; I either fell asleep or Molly was asleep as well. I didn't want to wake her, so I waited with some type of patience.
My bag was packed and sitting on the nearby chair, my legs swing off the side of the bed. My jeans fit loosely now, and my top was way to big for me.
There was a knock on the door, and I jumped up. Hastily I looked around the room, not sure if I had remembered everything.
"Pacey's cab service, here to pick up Josephine Leery" Pacey joked, opening the door.
I frowned, wondering where Dawson was; he had said he would take myself and Molly home. Pacey walked over to the chair and picked up my bag.
"Where to Mrs Leery" He smiled, even though I knew he hated calling me that.
"Pace" I laughed, pushing my hair out of my face.
"Ready to go?" He asked, holding his arm out for me. I smiled and gratefully took his arm, happy to leave.
He led me out of the room and down to the reception. I signed all the forms, as Pacey waited patiently.
He didn't complain, or shift uncomfortably like he once would of. He just waited in comfortable silence, then once again took my arm and led me out to his car. I sat in the passenger seat, smiling out the window.
"Thinking hard Jo?" He asked, taking his eyes off the road for a moment.
"No, not really. Why didn't Dawson drive me home?" I questioned, looking at him steadily.
"Don't want to spend time with me? Jo I'm offended" He laughed, fixing his eyes on the road. I didn't comment, just waited for him to answer.
"He took Molly home, I offered to bring you. He's in love with that little girl Jo" Pacey muttered, and I could hear what he wanted to say.
"I said I'd fix it Pace" I sighed, not wanting to discuss unspoken matters.
"You never answered my question" Ge stated matter-of-factly.
"Pacey, not now" I said, voice low.
"When would be a good time for you Joey, because I need to know now!" He exclaimed, pulling over to the side of the road.
"Why!" I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air.
"She's mine! You don't love him! I love you! A million reasons! Your lying to him Jo, you said you never would again! I am too, and I don't want to anymore!" Pacey yelled, getting out of the car and slamming the door.
I got out too, slamming the door almost as hard.
"What do you want me to do Pace? Grab Molly, pack a bag and leave with you! Hurt him? I can't Pacey!" I screamed at his retreating figure, he spun around.
"Jo you ARE going to hurt him! You did when you had sex with me! When you tell him that Molly's mine, you'll hurt him. Either way, lying to him more or telling him the truth; you will still hurt him!" Pacey yelled, throwing his arms up in annoyance.
"He doesn't have to know" I muttered, feeling stupid once I said it.
"Oh yes he does! When she starts looking like me and acting like me, and she will; he'll know then! Why avoid the inevitable Jo?" Pacey asked.
"We've hurt him before, we can't do it again" I sobbed.
"Jo" He sighed, "We are going to hurt him. I'm sorry but I'm in love with you and I need you"
"Take it back!" I screamed, Pacey just shook his head.
"You love him, I know you do but you love me too and you're in love with me. Jo, please?" Pacey sighed.
"You said that you wanted me to be happy" I reminded him, not wanting to admit the truth.
"I do, so then tell me your in love with Dawson. Tell me you want him" Pacey said, standing in front of me. I didn't say a thing, just looked at him.
"I didn't think so" He laughed, and kissed me with everything he had in him. I kissed him back, as hard as I could imagine. All I wanted to do was kiss him, forever and longer.