A/N: Good Morning my loves, thanks for stopping by and reading. I will be updating "Building A Home" later this morning and I hope you'll take a second to check it out and leave a review if you wanna. You remember that M rating... well this is where that comes into play. Seriously, if you aren't comfortable reading that sort of thing, please skip on over to my other stories.
Lunch was awkward. The drive back to Shane's was awkward. Pulling up and seeing Shane talking to some shady guy and watching as said shady man walk off as we approached was even more awkward. Shane looked at me for a second and then smiled to Lori. "Afternoon Lori."
"Shane." Lori nodded.
"What's up, Carl?" He shouted to Carl.
Carl smiled and waved from the car. "Hi Shane!"
Shane turned his attention back to me and I smiled weakly. "Lori and Carl took me to lunch."
"Well that was awful sweet of 'em. I was just getting ready to come grab you..." He started before Lori inturrupted.
"What are you doing Shane?"
"Excuse me?"
Lori glared at him. "I did not stutter Shane, I asked you what you think you're doing with Becca?"
He glaced over at me and I quickly shook my head to silently tell him 'I didn't tell her anything.' "I don't know what you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean Shane." She snapped so furiously it made me jump slightly.
"Lori..." I said softly.
"Hush." She growled.
Oh hell no. She did not just hush me. "Listen, I don't know what you think is going on between Shane and I, but I can assure you it's nothing." I barked. Shane and Lori turned their heads and stared at me. "Besides, even if there was...I don't think any of that is your god damn business!"
"Becca..." Shane warned.
"No, doesn't she have her own life to sort out?!" I was literally seeing red and didn't care what happened next.
Lori glared at me. "Excuse me, young lady?"
I glared right back at her. "Did I stutter Lori?"
Shane stepped in between us before either of us could get in each others face. "Go inside..."
"No, I wanna hear what else she has to say!" Lori screamed.
"Mom?!" Carl came sprinting out of the car towards us but was stopped by Lori's hand going up.
"What the matter Lori, scared I'll beat your stuck up ass in front of your kid?" I snapped.
"Becca...GO INSIDE!" Shane shouted. "NOW!"
The red faded slightly and I realized...I had gone too far. I took a step back and took a last look at everyone before taking off into Shane's house. I slammed the door behind me with a frustrated scream. I had messed up...bad and I wasn't sure if there was any 'going back' to this.
It was another half hour before Shane finally came inside and found me sitting on the living room couch with me knees curled up to my chest. I heard him sigh and looked up with tears threatening to fall from my eyes at a moments notice.
"You don't know what you've done..." Shane started.
"I called my Grandma," I said. "I'm leaving for Montana in the morning."
"What..."
"I'm toxic Shane, I ruin everything I come into contact with." I sighed. "I love you." With those words the tears I had been fighting so hard to fight back rolled down my cheeks. I hadn't realized it until I said it out loud. But it made all the sense in the world. It looked like it surprised him too and I feared that despite my efforts to keep him, he was pulling away from me. "I'll get my stuff packed." I said getting to my feet and pushed past him.
But just before I could turn the corner to head up stairs he grabbed my arm and in an instant had me pushed up against the wall, his lips covering mine. This...kiss was different. My knees began to turn to jelly beneath me, so I wrapped my arms around his neck for support in case they gave out entirely. His hands ran down the curve of my hips and pulled at the bottom of my shirt. We broke apart for air and that's when her pulled my shirt up and over my head. He tossed it aside quickly and returned his hands to my skin.
Something broke inside me, maybe it was my patience or it was the wall I had built up around my heart, what ever it was I snapped. I pushed him back and yanked his shirt over his head and made quick work of his belt. I shimmied out of my jeans and gave him almost no time before I lept into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He recovered just as quick though and adjusted himself to take me. When he did it was like it was my first time, the feeling of being one with him was almost overwhelming. Not so gently he slammed be back up against the wall pushing himself ever deeper.
I moaned his name and he responded by kissing me deeply. "I love you too." He whispered.
I think I would remember that most. The fact he said that meant everything was different and nothing, not my past mistakes or future ones... would ever be the same.
