It had been a week since Randy was finally dismissed from the hospital; however, it had seemed like just yesterday that they had their nasty fight. Christmas had already passed and their winter break was coming to a close in two short weeks. Neither one of them had talked to each other or even had the thought of talking to each other. What would they say to one another when they got back to Maryland? They both knew that odds were that they'd have to talk to one another since they hung out with all the same friends and both were dreading the very moment that was surely to come.
But before their winter break was going to come to an end, John had invited everyone up to his mountain house to relax, snowboard, and of course, party.
'We'll be by around ur house at like 6 tonight k?' Stacy read the text from Torrie as she continued to pack her clothes in her duffle bag.
'Sounds good girl.' Stacy texted her back as she set her phone down on her dresser. She walked over to her bed and started folding her ski jacket and pants, looking forward to the trip she was about to go on with all of her old high school friends. But then suddenly, an image popped into her head; an image that she desperately wanted to get rid of the moment it entered her mind. She envisioned the last time they had all gone up there on their annual snowboard/ski trip, picturing Randy in his snowboarding gear and getting ready to head out of the huge log cabin to the slopes nearby. She remembered how in love they were back then and how he'd never leave her side without giving her a sweet kiss or an adorable hug.
She missed those times with him. She missed them being in love and how much they enjoyed each other's company and how affectionate they were towards one another. She even slightly giggled when she remembered how that night they had ended up sleeping naked next to each other on the pool table after a hard night of partying with nothing but a sleeping bag covering them to keep them warm.
But her memories were shortly ruined as thoughts of him yelling at her and vice versa came creeping into her mind. The anger that she had been feeling towards him seemed to return easier than the love she had for him. She could hear them screaming at one another in the hospital room, insulting each other like neither of their feelings even mattered to them. She remembered the way she acted in front of him, being so enraged at that very moment that she even surprised herself by calling Justin, the one guy that Randy despised more than anyone else on earth.
She could recall the frightened, shocked, and disgusted face that Randy portrayed as she hung up the phone and smiled back at him. But although she was smiling in front of him, his look alone made her want to break down and cry. She could tell that the damage she had done to him at that very moment was worse than anything else she had ever done to him in the past. Behind that angelic smile she displayed, truthfully hid an expression of regret and rage.
She remembered the sound of the door as she slammed it hard and exited the room, walking briskly past everyone in the waiting room and not saying a word to any of them. She had been so hurt and damaged from what he had said to her that she couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the eye. He had never been so cruel to her in her entire life and the fact that he would even have the audacity to say some of those things, made her question whether or not she would ever consider going back out with him if given the chance. He was so mean and inconsiderate that she feared that if he's already broken her heart once, he'd probably do it again later on down the road.
With all of these thoughts running through her head, Stacy felt like she was going to lose it. She took a step back from packing her things and looked into the mirror overtop of her dresser. Taking a deep breath she tried to regain her composure, trying to wipe out all of those bad memories and thoughts away. She was going to have fun up in the mountains, and seeing as how Randy wasn't going to be there, made her all that more confident that it would be a great and drama free time. Stacy looked over at the clock that rested on her nightstand. It was already 5:30 and she still needed to get her skis and other stuff together. So she finished packing her clothes, got all of her skis and other necessary things in order, and waited as Torrie pulled up in her mom's jeep with Aly and Katie, clearly excited for all the partying and fun times they were about to have up in the snow-white mountains.
9:17 pm
"Oh my god! This house is amazing!" Katie hollered as she peered out of the frost covered window of Torrie's jeep.
"I know! Isn't it sick?!" Stacy laughed as Torrie parked the car in the snow-covered driveway.
"Looks like we beat the boys here." Torrie stated as they exited the car and walked up to the front door of the huge log cabin. "I've got the key so we don't have to sit out here and freeze our tits off."
Everyone just laughed as Torrie inserted the key and unlocked the door. Katie's mouth dropped practically all the way down to the floor. It was an absolutely humungous house! "Holy shit, this is so awesome!" She screamed as she walked through the entrance behind Torrie and Stacy with Aly pulling up the rear. "This is John's house? Oh my god…"
Torrie, Stacy, and Aly kind of laughed at their friend's excitement. Since Katie had always gone away on a vacation with her folks during the winter, she never got to experience the annual mountain trips with her friends. But now, all that had changed and the night was surely young as they all walked through the house and claimed which rooms were theirs.
"This is a sick room." Katie commented as her and Stacy went upstairs and looked at the billiard room complete with a mini bar and flat screen tv.
"Isn't this so cool?" Stacy asked her friend as she sat down on top of the all too familiar green pool table.
"Like, why was I so stupid as to go on vacation and not come here?" Katie giggled as she poked fun at herself.
But right as she asked herself that question, a familiar voice was heard from downstairs. "Who's ready to party?!"
Stacy and Katie just looked at each other and shook their heads. Of course John had to be a clown and shout as loud as he could, practically breaking the huge crystal chandelier in the main entrance during the process. But as both Stacy and Katie began to head down the stairs to greet all the guys, another familiar and surely unexpected voice echoed throughout the large wooden walls.
"Yo John, did you grab the case of beer in the back?"
Stacy immediately froze at the top of the stairs, causing Katie to halt as well. Stacy looked back at Katie with her eyes wide open, her mouth almost dropped completely to the floor, and a totally shocked and surprised expression plastered on her face. "Are you serious? Why is he here?"
Katie just half smiled like she had been hiding something and was finally called out on it. "Please don't be mad at me Stace but Torrie and Aly made me swear not to tell you but I guess it's out in the open now so…we couldn't have a reunion without him…I mean, he's like a best friend to all of us so….please don't be mad cause it's really not worth getting mad over…and besides, this is a good thing cause now you guys can get that awkward first time seeing each other since the break up thing out of the way you know?"
Stacy just looked back at Katie lividly and extremely irritated. She had thought that she was finally going to have a fun and enjoyable time without having to deal with him. But now, it looked like wherever she went, whatever she did, he would be lurking behind her every step of the way, no matter how hard she tried to avoid him. "You better hope you don't fall asleep tonight, cause when you do, I'm gonna murder you, Tor, and Aly all at the same time."
Katie just smiled and timidly giggled with worried eyes, sort of believing that Stacy might just be angry enough to do something like that. "Ha ha ha you're so funny Stace."
"If only I was joking." Stacy responded as she rolled her eyes and took a deep breath. "Alright, let's get this over with."
"That's the spirit Stace. And just think, you really don't have to deal with him. Just get the initial hello out of the way and then avoid him the rest of the night. There's gonna be plenty of people here to distract you from him and vice versa so…plus I heard Kyle's bringing a ton of his hot college buddies over so…more fun for us right?" Katie said, trying to lighten the mood in any way she could.
Stacy stopped when they had reached the bottom of the stairs and nodded her head. "You know what? You're right. I'm sure as hell not gonna allow him to ruin my weekend so…I'm gonna have a kick ass time partying with everyone and having as much fun as possible. And we're gonna kick some serious ass in kings cup right?"
Katie smiled and felt like a weight had been lifted off of her chest. "You bet your ass we will!"
They both giggled a little bit as Stacy quickly put her dirty blonde hair up in a loose bun, adjusted her comfy white Maryland sweatshirt and tight black yoga pants, and finally released a well deserved deep breath. "Alright girl. Let's do this."
"You first mad 'am." Katie instructed her with a horrible British accent which made both of them laugh as they came around the bend of the stairs and smiled as they saw all of their friends crowded in the entryway.
"Stace! Katie!" Troy shouted as the two girls walked up and started giving all of their friends a hug.
"Lindsey!" Aly shouted as she spotted their friend who looked half miserable.
"I am NEVER….going to ride up with all guys again. I refuse!" Lindsey proclaimed although in a humorous way which made Aly laugh.
"I promise it'll never happen again." Aly assured her as everyone began to file into the kitchen where all of the alcohol had already begun to be poured.
Meanwhile, the moment that both Randy and Stacy were dreading was finally rearing its evil head as they both made eye contact with one another. Stacy felt a spark inside of her as she caught a glimpse of his gorgeous blue eyes that made her heart melt every time she saw them. But just as suddenly as she was swept away by how gentle and warm his crystal blue orbs were, the pain and anger that she felt for him consumed her body as she quickly turned away and spitefully ignored his presence.
Just looking at him made her want to go crazy but she knew that she had to keep her composure and the last thing she wanted to do was spend the rest of the night dreading being around him. So, she just decided that she'd act like he wasn't even there and have a fun time without him. But surprisingly, ignoring him wasn't too bad. She had already been doing it for a few weeks and by now she had become a real pro at it. Those feelings that she used to have for him were no longer there which just made things for her amazingly a whole lot easier. The sudden feelings she would receive whenever she would see him never appeared. This was the final test of whether or not she had gotten over him and she passed with flying colors. Stacy Keibler was officially single and completely independent, at least officially in her eyes since everyone else already had grasped the concept of her solitary status.
But in those sudden few seconds of eye contact between the former flames, a new flame had arisen in Randy's heart as he felt like he had just gotten the wind knocked out of him. Although Stacy had turned away and ended their alluring stare, her former boyfriend hadn't stopped gazing at her for even a brief moment. His mouth uncontrollably dropped as he couldn't help but admire how incredibly beautiful she was. Expectedly, his eyes soon dropped to peer at her tight fit ass that looked oh so perfect in her tight black yoga pants.
He couldn't help but slightly grin and shake his head, soon causing thoughts to enter his mind. What was once a small grin soon turned into an unwanted frown, making his heart drop almost as fast as it had risen. How could he have let her go? How could he have been so stupid as to let the best thing that had ever happened to him walk out of his life like she didn't even matter? Why had he started that fight between them in the hospital when all she had done for the previous two weeks was do nothing but be by his side and care for him? Was it because he wanted to see a reaction out of her just cause he's an asshole or……? Well let's just face it, he was an asshole and that's exactly what he wanted, although he had no idea why.
He had been trying so hard for the last few weeks to shake the pictures and memories of her out of his head. But to no avail, she was the only thing he could think about. He hated himself for what he had put her through over the long phase of their relationship. Not just from what he had said and did to her in the hospital, but for everything ever since the beginning of their correlation. He regretted everything he had done and was now seeing the result of his unjust and malicious actions. The love of his life was so over him that she wouldn't even muster up the energy to give him a quick hello. But he knew right from the moment she had turned away, he didn't even come close to deserving her attention. The only thing he deserved from her was a smack to the face.
But continuing to be the stoic that he was, he tried desperately not to show how heartbroken and miserable he was deep down. Instead, he was going to forget about Stacy for once and attempt to have a good time without worrying about all of their personal bullshit. He was going to enjoy the time he had to spend to with his high school friends and make the best of the situation, no matter how heart wrenching it was going to be over the next few days in the snow-covered mountains.
A few hours later….
After Kyle and all of his college buddies had shown up, it had officially become a party. There were groups of people everywhere in the house and literally anyway you turned there was alcohol, even in the bathrooms oddly enough.
"Okay we only have like one more ball to sink dude. Make this shot and I will love you until the day you die." Troy said half seriously to his teammate as all the people watching the brutal pool game began to laugh.
Randy just laughed and shook his head. "Troy, just shut the fuck up. I'll make this shot, don't worry."
Everyone grew extremely quiet as Randy eyed up the black 8 ball positioned right in front of him. He tried to concentrate as hard as he could on the ball but a small memory kept clouding his vision. He began to remember the time that he and Stacy had ended up sleeping naked together on this exact pool table with nothing but a sleeping bag to cover them. A very small grin appeared on his face as he hit the ball with his stick and watched the ball crawl over to the pocket. Everyone held their breath in the room as the ball slowly rolled into the hole and sealed Troy and Randy the victory.
"Yeah dude! We won!" Troy shouted as he grabbed Randy and gave him a quick guy hug.
"What can I say? I'm just that damn good." Randy said arrogantly but in a humorous and sarcastic way, looking at Jesse and John's disappointed expressions.
"You got lucky this time Orton. One more game?" Jesse asked as everyone waited for an answer.
"Nah, I'm gonna go see what's going on downstairs. I'll let someone else take down you pussies."
"Ohhhh!" Everyone laughed and shouted as John and Jesse just flicked him off and laughed along.
"Whatever faggot." John said as Randy just laughed and grabbed his beer, heading down the stairs.
When he had reached the bottom of the stairs, a loud cheer went piercing through the house as he turned the corner quickly to see where it had come from. There was an unimaginable amount of people blocking the entrance to the kitchen which immediately caused Randy's curiosity to get the better of him. He tried peaking over everyone to see what was going on but there were just too many people.
"Yo Dave?" Randy shouted over the loud murmurs and hollers of the partygoers.
"Yo what up Randy?" Dave, an old high school buddy, asked as he noticed that Randy was right behind him.
"Dude, what's going on in the there? Why are all of these people crowded around here like this?" Randy asked suspiciously as he looked back at his clearly intoxicated friend.
"Bro, you know Kyle's friend Kevin....?" Randy nodded his head and waited for his friend to finish his sentence. "Well…..Lindsey and Stacy are playing quarters in there…..and Kevin proposed that whoever loses the match has to make out with him for like ten seconds or something….ha ha ha…isn't that so fuckin' awesome dude? I'd fuckin' pop a boner if I ever had the opportunity to make out with either of them man….ha ha ha."
Randy's blood instantaneously began to boil as he clenched his jaw as tightly as he could and immediately began trying to pry people apart so he could get a better look at what was really going on in there. When he had finally gotten a good enough view, he could barely breathe. To his surprise, there was Stacy and Lindsey playing quarters on the kitchen table with Kevin sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs just waiting for his lucky moment to come up.
At the same instance that Randy had poked his head in to watch the situation unfold, the winner had been declared. Randy clasped his beer cup as tightly as he could, lucky enough to not have any beer in there or else it would have seeped out over the edge and spilled on somebody, although that was the least of his problems as he looked at Lindsey who threw her arms up in victory.
Everyone began to cheer and whistle as Kevin put his hands behind his head and licked his lips, sitting comfortably in his chair as Stacy just shook her head and smiled.
"You're the man Kevin!" People began to shout out. "Ten seconds! Ten seconds!"
Randy felt like he was going to faint as Stacy walked seductively over to Kevin and sat down on his lap, laughing as everyone began cheering even louder. "Do it Stace! Do it!" Stacy just giggled as she turned her attention back to Kevin and placed her arms around his neck. Kevin quickly collided his lips with hers as everyone hollered and screamed, beginning to chant out each second. "One!........Two!......"
Randy couldn't even feel his body at that moment. He had become completely numb at that instant as his eyes looked on at his ex-girlfriend French kissing this asshole right in front of him! Gaining the sensation of what it's like to get hit by a truck, Randy literally couldn't breathe. The little piece of his heart that remained in his almost limp and lifeless corpse had instantly been crushed at that very second.
"Five!......Six!....." Randy thought he was going to pass out as flashes of her and Justin kissing entered his head. The pain that he had felt when he witnessed her unfaithfulness that very night in their high school parking lot soon spread throughout his veins. He honestly felt like dying at that very moment as he watched Kevin stroke his hand up and down her long legs and Stacy running her hands through his hair as they both continued their wild kiss.
"Nine!........Ten!" Never in his entire life did ten seconds seem as long as it just did. He watched as Stacy and Kevin broke off their kiss and just laughed as everyone cheered and hollered at them. He looked on as Stacy flirtatiously hugged him once more and gave him a kiss to the forehead. But to Randy, it was so sickening to watch that he truthfully felt like throwing up at that minute. He felt like just crawling right back into that hospital bed he had become so accustomed to and fall right back asleep into a coma, not wanting to wake up from it just so that he never had to feel the pain that he was feeling at that very moment ever again.
Getting so sick from what he had just witnessed, he immediately shoved his way out from the crowd of people, grabbing his grey sweatshirt from the coat hanger, and practically ran out to the back deck where he spotted Grant and Jeff smoking some blunts and Katie sipping on her beer. He slammed the door behind him as all three of his friends looked shockingly at him.
"Dude, Randy what's wrong?" Grant asked.
Randy breathed heavily as he put on his grey lacrosse sweatshirt and placed his black Red Bull hat back on his head. "I can't even…..I……..I mean……"
"Randy, you look like you just ran a marathon or something. What happened?" Katie asked as she looked at her friend confused and worried.
Randy threw his head back and tried to catch his breath as he slipped his hand in his baggy jean pocket and grabbed his lighter. "Dude, can I have a blunt? I need one real bad right now." He asked Jeff who nodded his head and gave him one.
"What's going on man?" Jeff pried as they all watched their longtime friend light up his marijuana cig and take a lengthy drag.
"You know what I just saw?..............I just saw my ex-girlfriend stick her tongue down one of Kyle's stupid fuckin' college buddies' throats in the kitchen just a second ago………….that's what's going on." He chuckled while taking another drag of his blunt.
Katie, Grant, and Jeff all looked at one another with dropped mouths and wide open eyes. They couldn't believe that something like that had just happened and poor Randy had to witness it. They practically felt the heartache that he was feeling at the moment knowing how much he truly loved Stacy and how much he regretted everything that had happened between them since the break-up. But they also knew that in reality, Stacy had every right to do what she did and they really couldn't hold something like that against her. She was single now and could do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, regardless if Randy was there or not, and vice versa.
"Dude……I'm really sorry man. But……you gotta let her go man…….I mean, I know that you love her more than anything and the same with her but……..you guys are broken up now……..and….as much as I hate to say this dude…….she really had every right to do what she did…….you both can do whatever you want whenever you want and you can't do anything about it……" Jeff sympathetically spoke as he shook his head and looked at his heartbroken friend. "It sucks, I know…..but…….life goes on man. One way or another…."
"Even if it means getttin' rid of the most important thing in your entire life?" Randy half asked but also finished off Jeff's sentence. All three of his friends just watched his expression of disgust and sorrow dissolve into an expression of regret and self reflection. "Ahhhh…….." He grunted as he threw his head back in confusion and disbelief. "I knew that this day would come but……..I didn't know that it would occur so quickly you know?.......I mean I knew that it was too good to be true…..me and Stacy falling in love and actually making it 'til the end……..psh…..I guess all good things have to come to an end for some of us huh?" He asked while staring out into the dark snow-covered forest.
"Don't worry Randy. Everything will be alright. I promise." Katie said as she walked up to her friend and gave him a heartfelt hug.
After breaking away from their hug Katie smiled. "Hey…..you want a beer? I got a cold one right here next to me."
Randy barely grinned as he accepted the gesture and took another drag of his blunt, trying to release all of the stress that had just been bestowed upon him. "Thanks Katie…….and by the way, Grant……"
Grant turned his head towards Randy and looked at him with anticipating eyes. "What up man?"
Randy took another drag of his blunt and exhaled all of the smoke, looking back in Grant's direction. "This shit is pretty damn good."
All of them laughed, enjoying the fact that he was at least keeping true to his old funny self. Randy just slightly grinned, trying as hard as he could to make the best of things, although it seemed like an impossible task at the moment.
Unexpectedly, somebody opened the door. Just as suddenly as he peered over his shoulder to see who it was, he jerked his head back around and looked out into the dark forest, the anger he had just gotten rid of returning to him in a split second.
"Hey Stace. What are you doing out here?" Jeff asked sort of nervously as he glanced over in Randy's direction and noticed that he was completely ignoring her, wondering at the same time if at any moment they were going to duel it out right here on the deck.
"I'm about to go over to the guest house and get some more margarita mix since its running out in there." She gestured towards the house with her head as she smiled back at all of them except for Randy of course. "You wanna come with me Katie?"
Katie looked back at her nervously as well, glancing over at Randy and then back at Stacy. "Um….nah I think I'll just stay here girl. I just don't feel like finding the energy to go over there and bring stuff back." She giggled as Stacy chuckled along.
"You're such a lazy ass Katie." Grant joked as Katie punched him. "Ow bitch, that hurt!"
"Ha ha ha serves you right asshole." Katie laughed as Jeff almost spit out his beer by her actions.
"Alright I'll be back shortly. And hey, when I get back with everything do you wanna help me make the drinks?" Stacy asked Katie who smiled and rubbed her hands together.
"You know that's my specialty girl." Katie cockily said as Stacy just laughed and began walking the quick forty yards from the deck to the guesthouse which was located right behind the main cabin which they were currently at.
After she had made it to the door and allowed herself in, Randy extinguished his blunt in the snow on the railing of the deck and took a quick sip of his beer.
"Dude, where are you going?" Grant asked him as all three of them noticed that it looked like he was getting ready to go somewhere.
"I shouldn't be long." He calmly spoke as he shoved his hands in his jean pockets and walked down the steps of the wooden deck to the freshly shoveled path towards the guesthouse.
"Yo Randy, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Jeff tried to warn him.
"Randy don't. Seriously." Katie insisted as Randy just kept on walking, ignoring their pleas for him to return.
"Good luck man!" Grant hollered as Katie smacked him in the chest as he looked back at her confusedly. "What? He's gonna need it. And damn, why are you so abusive?"
Katie just rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You know that they're gonna end up fighting and then it'll be a hundred times more awkward when they return. Don't you ever think?"
Jeff laughed since he knew Grant always acted before he thought something out. "Whatever. It's not like it could get any more awkward than it is now so….what does it even matter?"
Katie just shook her head and took a sip of her beer. "Whatever Grant. Whatever."
Meanwhile….
He opened the door slowly to the lavished guesthouse, stepping hesitantly inside while closing the door behind him. He swallowed hard as he searched the room for Stacy, careful not to stumble over anything due to the dim lighting from what looked to be an antique chandelier. His ears suddenly perked up as he heard what seemed to be a door shutting in the next room. Mustering up all of the courage and nerves he had, he unhurriedly sauntered into the adjacent room, knowing full well that the confrontation he and Stacy were about to have was anything but good.
As he turned the corner he spotted Stacy closing the old wooden door to the liquor cabinet, having already taken out about four bottles of alcohol which rested on the table right next to it. He stood there motionless in the doorway, waiting for her to turn around and meet his angered gaze. And right on cue, she spun around and came to face to face with him, practically jumping out of her skin and screaming due to his unexpected presence.
"What the hell are you doing here Randy?" Stacy irritatingly asked as she tried to catch her breath from the sudden scare.
"I need to talk to you, that's what." He answered, almost as if commanding it from her.
Stacy just rolled her eyes and put her hand on her head frustratingly, "Well I have nothing to say to you."
"Is this really how it's gonna be Stace?"
Stacy looked at him with an extremely annoyed and dumbfounded expression. "Are you kidding me? How else is it supposed to be? What? Do you expect me to just jump up into your arms and pretend that I'm actually happy to see you? Is that it Randy? Cause if that's what you're thinking than you're seriously mistaken."
Randy gritted his teeth as hard as he could, his temper beginning to rise as he looked back at his ex-girlfriend with provoking eyes. "Nah, I'm not expecting you to jump into my arms and be happy to see me. And to tell you the truth, I wasn't expecting to witness you jumping into Kevin's arms tonight either but….I guess tonight's just full of surprises huh?"
His words struck her harder than she had originally thought, although as they both stared back at one another for a few brief seconds they sank deeper and deeper into Stacy's heart. She almost didn't know what to say, her voice seemingly stuck in her throat. Embarrassment and guilt flushed her mind as she imagined the pain that Randy must have been feeling at that moment after seeing what she had done previously that night.
But her conscience began to speak up in her head, questioning herself as to why she had to feel guilty about what she had done. She was single now and she had every right to do what she did. She wasn't supposed to be loyal to anyone besides herself and herself alone. "Randy, I had every right to do what I did tonight. I don't need your permission to do something or have to take into consideration how my actions might affect you…." Randy stood completely still, knowing deep down inside that everything she was saying at that second was true. "You have no right to tell me how to run my life. And quite frankly, I think that you somehow get a kick out of making me miserable since you're so damn good at it."
"Oh god, you're so right Stace! I do enjoy making your life a living hell. I mean it's so much fun watching you whore yourself around a party and making out with every guy you see. God, it's just such good entertainment, really." He responded in an arrogant sarcastic voice which made Stacy's blood boil.
"Ugh! Here you go again! Yelling at me for living my life the way I want to live it! I'm not your property anymore Randy….since that's what you see me as right? Just a piece of ass that you can have all the time and fuck whenever you want? Isn't it?"
Randy swallowed hard in astonishment and disbelief. It wounded him so badly to hear her exclaim these thoughts that must have been swimming around in her head for quite some time. These accusations she was making were the furthest thing from the truth; even she knew that he didn't think of her that way deep down. "Stace, that's not what I think at all and you know it."
"Really Randy? Really? Cause it seems that every time we talk or share our emotional problems with each other it's as if it goes in one of your ears and out the other. And then whenever we have sex or do whatever physically with each other you're always so intent. It just seems that you really don't give a shit about my feelings or my interests or my opinions……you just care about yourself Randy, and I'm through dealing with a guy that doesn't trust me and is constantly judging me. I don't wanna end up getting hurt every time there's a misunderstanding between us. And after all that I'd been through for you when you were in that coma! I was there for you Randy! Every freakin' step of the way but you just turned your back and disregarded me. How can someone that you think is in love with you treat you so badly? After everything I've done for you? You're just a selfish piece of shit Randy."
He gritted his teeth even harder, not wanting to hear anymore of the list of things that she hated about him. But he knew that he had to listen, it was only fair to her that he did. But he couldn't let her do all the talking and just let himself stand there and take it. He had plenty to say and had been dying inside to get all of this shit off of his chest, now he just had to wait for his opportunity which seemed to be at that exact moment.
"Oh so…what you mean by 'being there for me' is that you showed up at the hospital just so I would think that you still cared about me, got in touch with that fuckface Justin, and went and slept with him on that precious little date that you two had that night?! Huh?! Is that what you mean? Cause that's the interpretation I got from it." Stacy stood there shaking her head and crossed her arms. "Oh and by the way Stace, since apparently to you I never ask or care about your 'feelings' or 'interests', I guess I'll ask now since I know you're dying to tell me how it went. So….how was that date with Justin that night? Did you two go out for a romantic dinner and talk about how shitty of a boyfriend I am to you and how I'm incapable of loving anyone else besides myself? Hmm? Go ahead Stacy, tell me how much better of a guy Justin is than me….tell me how your fuck session with Justin went? I honestly want to know."
Stacy stood heatedly in front of him, irritated and surprised that he had the audacity to say those things to her. It so badly pissed her off that he still thought that she was obsessed with Justin. It seemed to her that he would never let that situation go, always remembering the past and never looking on at the bright future ahead. His cynical attitude was ticking her off to the point that she wanted to just rip out her hair and scream.
"Randy, I never went on that date with him…" She responded calmly, shocking Randy at how tranquil she was at the moment and at how he had been wrong about the entire situation the whole time since that horrible fight.
"You what?" Randy asked astounded, almost swallowing his tongue as he stood in the doorway.
"I never went on that date with him Randy…..I cancelled as soon as I left the hospital."
Randy felt like he was two inches tall, wallowing in lament and regret. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she was dead serious which made him feel all that much worse about himself. He had been accusing her of infidelity and selfishness, both of which were truthfully the complete opposite of what she was.
"But…..it just seems so hard for you to let go of anything anymore Randy. You're constantly worrying about how faithful I am to you when you know that cheating on you is the last thing I want to do. The fact that you don't have an ounce of trust in you makes me wonder what the hell am I doing in a relationship with you? How can I be with a guy who continues to question everything I do when he already knows the answers?........Love isn't meant to be this hard Randy……love isn't supposed to hurt this much……and……honestly…….I don't know if I'm as much in love with you as you are with me anymore….I've lost all of those feelings for you Randy……I'm just simply not in love with you."
Randy felt his heart sink like a rock would in water. His eyes glared frailly back at hers, searching her coffee brown orbs for an answer or a sign that she was still madly in love with him. The expression on her face was strangely unfamiliar, her eyes locked intently on his yet her mouth and brows were entirely immobile. No tears appeared to well in the corners of her eyes, shocking to him since she would normally be crying or sobbing uncontrollably right about now.
He ran his hand over his forehead, trying to regain his composure without losing his mind. "Wow…….you uh…….you really…….you really don't love me anymore…" He turned away and shook his head, closing his eyes and half smiling at the pure shock and pain that pulsated throughout his body.
Stacy's body turned numb. The look of hurt and heartache that emerged on his face made her want to just break down and cry. She knew that she was lying straight to his face. She could feel the love for him still burning wildly in her heart, determined to unleash itself from the cold walls she surrounded it with. But she was too scared to love him again. She was scared that she would suffer more pain and anger than receiving love and care. Her mind kept telling her to keep her walls up and not allow him back in; but her heart told her to take one more chance with him, to give him every single ounce of love she had left for him and to try to make it work.
As much as he tried to get rid of his anger, it still erupted inside of him like a scorching volcano. "Well……I guess all I can say is……I wish you the best of luck with all the guys you lay in the future….and…..I hope that you and Kevin work out in the end…..I can tell you two have a real connection, especially with your mouths."
Suddenly, a hard smacking sound echoed throughout the guesthouse rooms. Randy's cheek began to burn as he turned his head back around to look at an infuriated and exasperated Stacy, trying her hardest to not let out a single tear. "You are the most selfish, heartless, most insecure asshole I have ever met in my entire life! And all that I have left to say to you…..is that maybe I'll take your advice and go see how good Kevin is in bed….hell, I'm almost positive that he can pleasure me a whole hell of a lot better than you ever could."
So pissed off and distracted by the pain she was feeling at the moment, Stacy just left the alcohol on the table and briskly walked by him, arms crossed and shaking her head in disbelief that they had just fought again which had seemed to be the only interaction that they were used to having with one another anymore. Randy furrowed his brows and gritted his teeth as hard as he could, he didn't want to lose her again, not for a second time. The first time was hard enough. Before she was far enough away from him, Randy turned around and grabbed her arm.
"Randy! Let go of me!" Stacy shouted as he ignored her pleas and backed her up forcefully against a wall. "Get off of me!" But Randy just continued, sliding his hands down to grasp her ass cheeks, instantly picking her up off the ground so that her hips were identically positioned to his. "No, let go!" She exclaimed as she unrelentingly pushed and shoved him away as hard as she could, but to no use, he was too strong for her.
Randy glared into her angered eyes, causing her to pause her struggled escape from his grasp. Her chest heaved in and out from her insistent attempts to flee, her breasts coming in contact with his muscular chest. Their gaze with one another grew longer and longer as they listened to the sound of their heart beats and their rapidly frequent breaths. Both waited for the other one to speak as the awkward silence between them lengthened.
Randy leisurely moved his mouth a tad bit closer to hers, pressing her body tightly between his own and the wall. Searching her eyes for the obvious love that she still held for him, he softly spoke just above a whisper, "Do you still want me to let you go?"
Stacy felt as if her heart had stopped and revitalized itself, pounding faster and faster in her chest. She knew the answer to his question but responded back without words. She just looked at him with intrigued and eager eyes, running her hands over his chest and over his face. She ran her hands through his short brown hair, sending his black Red Bull hat down to the floor, never once breaking eye contact with him.
Randy immediately knew what her answer was to his question. He'd seen that face a million times before, an expression of lust and love and excitement all combined into one angelic face. His heart jumped inside as it filled with the infinitive love he had for her. Very carefully, and very gracefully, he closed the gap between their lips, shooting sparks in every possible direction throughout their bodies.
Stacy grabbed the back of his head to deepen their sensual and heavenly kiss. She briefly moaned as he expertly slipped his tongue into her mouth, allowing him to receive hers as well. The passion they shared for one another felt so alive at that exact moment. His lips were like the medicine to her pain, relieving all of her anger and frustration, curing her broken and shattered heart. He was the only guy that could make her feel so many unimaginable sensations from just one simple kiss.
All of their memories from their fights and arguments seemed to disappear as if they hadn't even occurred. Both of their hearts soared as the love they had for another returned more abundantly than ever.
Randy instinctively glided his hands over her hips and up to the hem of her tightly fit pants, aggressively pulling them down to just below her ass cheeks. He quickly broke their delicious kiss as he worked his lips over her jaw line and down her neck, delicately sucking and maneuvering his tongue over her soft tan skin. Stacy couldn't help but whimper as he continued his stimulating assault on her, panting a little bit faster as he unhurriedly crept one of his hands down from her naval all the way to her throbbing center.
He skillfully choreographed his hand as he delicately played with her clit. Stacy immediately grabbed the back of his head as vigorous waves of pleasure ran all the way up from her center to her heart, ensuring her that he was the man she had fallen deeply in love with. As he unrelentingly devoured her neck with kisses, he knew that he needed to take this assault one step further to guarantee a more than deserving climax from Stacy.
After sensing that he had gotten her wet enough, Randy impressively slipped two of his fingers into her center, causing Stacy to tighten her hold on him as she stridently whimpered. He worked them in and out swiftly, rubbing them gracefully against her contracting walls. Stacy felt like her mind had been completely shut off and her heart was the only thing that made sense at that point in time. Her heart was entirely filled with love and pleasure and enjoyment as she cherished the feeling of Randy's fingers working firmly inside of her.
She felt her peak nearing rapidly as he slid them in and out quickly, upping the tempo of his intrusive fingers. Stacy shut her eyes as tightly as she could, riding out the waves of her intense and satisfying orgasm that sent jolts of ecstasy and passion flowing through her veins. She moaned loudly as her climax had finally hit, causing an almost indescribable feeling between her long smooth legs and the rest of her slim fit body.
Once her orgasm had gradually dispersed its pleasure, her mind turned itself back on as terrible thoughts invaded her mind once again. She tried desperately to get rid of the angry ideas and misconceptions that she had earlier, but they just continued to flow in. The love that she had just regained for him during their sexual encounter was being pushed to the back behind of all of the anger and hurt that she had been suffering for the last month. Tears began welling in her soft brown eyes as she unwrapped her arms from around his muscular neck and looked away from his irresistible gaze.
"Randy……please let me down." She whispered as Randy looked back at her confused and puzzled. He slowly allowed her to untangle her legs from around his waist and position her feet on the floor, but he still held onto her hips with his large hands, not wanting to let go of her completely. She quickly pulled up her pants, still glancing off into the distance. "I have to go."
Randy was surprisingly more confused than he was before. She tried to walk away from him but he held onto her hips tightly, not letting her escape his grasp. "Stace, what's wrong?"
She shook her head and peered down at the ground, hating herself as she felt a tear streak down her cheek. She pursed her lips together, raising her head up to meet his alluring gaze. "Everything……everything's wrong…….we shouldn't have done that."
Randy stared back at her mystified and slightly hurt; growing a little bit more heated knowing that she was having doubts about their previous sexual activity. "What are you talkin' about? Why shouldn't we have done that?"
"Because I can't love you Randy! Not again! I can't…." She cried as she dropped her head, trying to wipe away the reoccurring tears that streamed down her perfectly angelic face.
Randy was sick of hearing her excuses to not love him. He was sick of listening to her deny the love that he was struggling to give her. Her unwillingness to open up her heart to him once again made him want to break down and die right before her eyes. She was confusing him beyond belief with her emotional rollercoaster and wanted to know exactly why she was so persistent on building this unnecessary wall around her heart that he ever so badly wanted possession of.
"Why can't you love me Stacy?! Huh?! Why?! I've done nothing but give you every last piece of my heart and it's still not good enough for you!.....I've loved you since the second I laid eyes on you Stacy….I could never stop loving you…it's impossible for me….so why is it so hard for you to love me back?" He angrily asked, eagerly waiting for her response.
Stacy looked back up into his baby blue eyes and knew that she couldn't fool him any longer. She had to tell him the complete and utter truth, even if it meant hurting him more than she had planned. After wiping away the final tear that glided down her soft cheeks, Stacy stood up confidently before him and spoke barely above a whisper, "I'm scared to love you Randy. Actually I'm…..I'm terrified……I'm afraid that every time we misunderstand one another or have another problem or fight, you'll end up breaking my heart like you did this last time….and….honestly, I don't wanna be in a relationship like the one we had Randy…..it's not fair to either of us……I'm so sorry."
Randy stared back at her with damaged and painful eyes. It felt like somebody had thrusted a dagger right into his barely existing heart, leaving him to bleed to death alone. Every single sound was shut out from his ears. He could only hear his heart thumping loudly in his chest, bringing pain and ache every time it did so. He dejectedly let go of her hips as he stood before her defeated. He turned his head away; a stunned look plastered on his face.
Stacy felt like bursting out in tears when she saw his face. Her heart ached terribly in her torso, making her want to scream with frustration and anger. Without looking back up at him, she released herself from between him and the wall, walking back into the other room where her original task waited on the table.
After she grabbed the four bottles of alcohol, she briskly walked out of the room; not once making eye contact with Randy. She made her way to the entrance, slowly opened the door, and exited, more perplexed and puzzled than she was the day they had broken up.
Randy stood in the same position for another minute or so, replaying the reason for distancing herself from him. 'She's scared to love me?' He thought to himself as his temper started to flare. He heard her voice over and over again, saying those upsetting and wounding words to him. He gritted his teeth tightly together, roaring with anger as he pounded his fist as hard as he could against the wooden wall.
The agony that shot through his hand at the moment couldn't even compare to the pain that he suffered in his heart. With all the efforts that he had put forth, with all of the ways to prove his love to her, nothing seemed to help him, not even the truth. He nauseatingly threw his head back and stared up at the ceiling, realizing that the only way he ever had a chance at being with her again relied on one thing, and one thing only, fate.
SORRY GUYS THAT I HAVEN'T POSTED A CHAP IN A WHILE. MY SUMMER'S BEEN EXTRA HECTIC AND I HAVEN'T HAD A WHOLE LOTTA TIME, BUT I PROMISE ANOTHER ONE WILL BE COMING UP SOON AND PLEASE CONTINUE TO R&R!!!! THANK YOU!!!!