The Chemicals between Us

For this chapter, the Italics are Jeff's memories…

He didn't know how he made it through, what with his head stuck in the clouds. He had blindly gone down to the fifth floor and was now standing in front of her hotel door. He hadn't a clue what to do. So, he sat down on the floor, leaned his back to the door and waited.

He would wait until Amy would come back from wherever she was. He didn't know what to say to her when she came back, but in the meantime, he will think and reflect. He brought his knees to himself, crossed his arms and put his head down.

I was surprised to find Amy sitting in one of the benches in the locker room. She must have came when I was showering. I didn't see Matt anywhere, so I was assuming he left so Amy and I can be alone. I saw Amy look up from the floor and blush. I almost forgot that I had my towel wrapped around my waist. I grinned and walked towards her. "What? You seen me in less then this," Amy blushed even more… She tried to hide her smile, she failed miserably. "So, what do I owe for this honor of your presence?"

Her face turned serious then. She turned her body so she faced me. "I was stupid,"

"Pray tell,"

"You know… what you did," she paused. "It was horrible for me to ignore Matt," she smiled. "I should have only ignored you,"

I looked at her and knew she was joking. I mockingly put a sad face and pouted. "But, I'm innocent I tell you! Innocent!" I started to laugh. Amy joined me after. If I had my notebook at this moment, I'd write all the feelings I felt for her. I loved to hear her laugh; it was music to my ears.

"So, um, Jeff… maybe you should get dressed." She started to stand but I stopped her. I still had my towel around me; my hair was wet and dripping onto my shoulders. Amy's face was staring down my feet, but I lifted her chin so she would look at me.

"Stay," those were the only words that left my lips before I kissed her deeply.

Jeff awoke, startled, from his dreams to feel that someone kicked him on the leg. "Ouch," he mumbled. He looked up and found Amy staring down at him. "Amy," her hair looked to have been messed up. Jeff thought, 'she must have went clubbing.' Then he looked at her clothes. Baggy boot cut black jeans and a kind of torn orange see through shirt, with a yellow tank up under the shirt. She still looks breath taking, he thought again.

Amy licked her dry lips and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Jeff," she blinked and bit her lower lip. "Why are you down here?"

Jeff motioned for her to step back. She did and he got up from the floor. He cracked his neck to feel less pain, and clucked his tongue. "Triixy,"

Amy licked her lips again and looked straight at Jeff. "Did something happen to her?" she asked. She didn't ask like a normal worried mother or angry person. She just asked in a simple matter.

Jeff closed his eyes for a second. He wanted to be angry with her for not spending time with their daughter. However, he also wanted to push her against the wall and kiss her harshly. It's been so long since his lips made any contact with hers. He just couldn't decide.

She made him feel emotions like no other girl he's tried to date. She just was a piece of his heart in his soul. He all thought this for 5 seconds before thinking of Triixy. Jeff glared at her. "Do you even care, Amy?"

She was taken back by his harsh words. "Of course I care! She's my daughter too, Jeff!" she fought back.

"Then, f-u-c-k-i-n-g act like she is your daughter!" He yelled at her. Amy didn't know what had forced made her do it. Nevertheless, she regretted it.

"I'm, I'm so sorry. I just—"

"Three things," Jeff held his cheek in pain. Amy had punched him, with her hand that had all the rings. He softly rubbed it, knowing her strength by the late morning his cheek would be bruised. "One: Don't ever hit me again. Two: If you ever touch me again, I will fight back. No matter how much it'll hurt me later on. Lastly Three: At least spend some time with OUR daughter before she reaches adulthood!"

Jeff stormed, beyond being pissed. Amy watched as he angrily pushed the button for the elevator and stomped off inside when it opened. How did things end up so badly between her and Jeff?

Oh, now she remembers! She married him then divorced him before Triixy's fourth birthday. Another thing she should put on her list that she regrets doing.

Number 5,738: Being such an idiot about Jeff wanting to take care of me, she thought.

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