Chapter Two
Elizabeth had come here before; the surroundings always seem to make her feel better. The trees and landscape was an escape, the stone statue of the woman was her favorite. Lucky as much as she loved him, this was her private sanctuary, he would have never understood why this broken down place was so important to her, but that wasn't the reason she didn't bring him here.
This was a place where she could remember and feel the calming effect Jason always had over her. She could not count the times she had regretted what happened with Jason. Now looking back she was glad that she had made the choice she did concerning staying with Lucky, but that look in Jason's eyes haunted her. People said he had no emotion, but they were wrong. She saw with one look, confusion, sadness, and heartache. It was her fault that he had been hurt, she went to him when she should have stayed away.
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After Jason picked up his motorcycle, he wanted to feel the wind, the curves of the road and the feeling of control, because as soon as he saw Elizabeth he knew that she would have all the control over him.
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Liz couldn't move. She felt paralyzed by her own life. There was no one waiting for her to come home anymore. No one that made her feel alive. Everyone had their lives and wanted her to be the old Elizabeth, but that was never going to happen. She had always heard that sometimes looking back on your own life, that there are moments, just split seconds when you know your life is never going to be the same and that you are forever changed. She had had too many of those. The sirens in a dream, the hand over her mouth pulling her down, the look on her grandmothers face in the ER, and those eyes.... Jason's eyes full of pain....
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Jason saw the car in the road, it was unfamiliar to him, but something told him not to leave. He stopped and parked his bike a little further down the road just in case. He started walking toward the bridge and the statues that had signified so many good memories as well as the bad for him. He started to leave the haven of the trees when he saw her, lying in front of the statue of the woman that he had told her about so long ago. She looked so lost and sad, and that is when he saw her tears, slowly at first then he could see her whole body beginning to shake. She fell further to the ground and that was all he could stand before he went to her.
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Liz couldn't help it, she just couldn't control the tears anymore. If she never left this place, she didn't care. All the images of pain were too much for her, lying on the ground, she couldn't hear the whisper of her name come from the trees or the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. But she did feel the gentle arms pick her up and cradle her. Only then did she open her eyes, and see the eyes of her comforter. "Jason." Her tears came even more so now. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on. She didn't know how he came to be here, but she wasn't letting go.
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Jason didn't know how long they had sat there together, but it was getting really late and he wanted to get her home. "Liz, Liz can you here me?" He whispered not wanting to startle her.
"Yes."
"I think I need to get you home."
"Ok," She tried to move but every muscle and bone in her body hurt. She didn't think she had ever been so exhausted. "Jason, I don't think I can ride on the bike tonight."
"That's okay, we will take you car and I will get the bike tomorrow."
He picked her up and carried her to the car. He sat her in the front seat and he could swear she was already asleep. After moving his motorcycle off the side of the road, he got in the car. Liz had almost fallen to his side of the seat, so when he sat down he moved her to where she had her head in his lap. She looked so peaceful now as he looked her. He wished he could take the pain away, and he was going to do his best.
He was gently brushing her face with his hand, even though Liz couldn't hear him he vowed, "I am here now. I won't leave you again."
