Chap.2: In The Rain
Jason walked towards the fireplace, resting his elbow on the mantle. Courtney glanced around the penthouse, noticing how little it had changed. The same brown leather couch and glass coffee table lay in the same positions. The pool table stood in the pathway towards the kitchen. Courtney smiled, remembering all the times she had bumped into it, in the middle of the night.
"What's his name?" Jason inquired, pulling Courtney from her reverie. Shaking her head, the blonde placed her bag down on the glass coffee table.
"It's not important"
"I deserve to know" Jason's defensive response startled Courtney, their gazes connecting.
"His name is Kevin"
Jason nodded absently, breaking their intense stare to look above her shoulder, hearing the door open.
"Mr. Morgan, You are supposed to go meet Tagliati at Carly's club" Max stated, observing the tension between the couple.
"I have to go"
"I know" Courtney replied, watching as Jason pulled on his leather coat, sparing a glance in her direction, before closing the door behind him.
"You always did" The blonde added quietly, taking in her silent surroundings.
Courtney exited the bathroom, choosing to shed her dress and heels for a pair of hip huggers and a red sweater. Running a hand through her hair, the blonde contemplated walking across the hall. Running through all the excuses to explain to her family why she had left without a word two years ago. Glancing upwards towards the stairs, Courtney took a deep breath, trying to quell her curiosity. Climbing the wooden stairs, Courtney attempted to push away the memories. Reaching the upstairs hallway, she glanced towards the two open doorways, her eyes falling momentarily on the solid oak door that closed off the third room. Blinking back tears, the blonde walked away from the painful memory, choosing to go towards the bedroom she had shared with Jason. Leaning against the doorjamb, Courtney looked in upon the interior, which was burned into her memory. The king size bed sat, almost majestically, in the middle of the room, the bureau still standing in the corner of the room, where the small carpet ended. Smiling Courtney turned to leave when the picture frame sitting on the nightstand caught her eye. Grasping the frame with shaky hands, she observed the silver outline, which decorated the wedding picture inside. Feeling the tears slowly slip down her cheeks, Courtney hurriedly brushed them away, putting the picture down to avoid recalling the happiest moment in her life.
Carly brushed away a few tears, her gaze lingering on the newly married couple in front of her. Courtney's train swept lightly against the ground, as Jason twirled her around on the dance floor. The faint echo of the love ballad Courtney had chosen, echoing through the hall. Guests crowded the outskirts of the dace floor, abandoning their tables to get a better view of the 'Morgan's'. Pulling back, Courtney looked into Jason's eyes, the outside world fading away.
"I love you"
"I love you too Mrs. Morgan" Jason tightened his arms around the blonde.
"I love that name, Courtney Morgan" He watched in amusement, her eyes sparkling as she said it.
"I thought it had a nice ring to it" Jason replied, earning a playful slap.
The song slowly faded. Carly walked onto the dance floor, now flooded with eager guests. Pulling the couple from the swarm of people, Carly smiled, leading them towards the halls' entrance.
"I wanted to get a picture of you two outside" Pulling the door open Carly observed in disappointment the falling rain. Courtney smiled, taking Jason's hand in her own as they walked into the growing storm.
"You two are going to get soaked" Carly commented, from her safely dry position in the doorway.
"It's 'sorta symbolic don't you think" Courtney whispered to Jason, the couple sharing a secretive smile. Jason stepped behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist, while resting his head on her shoulder. The Couple looked towards the camera, smiling.
Courtney looked back at the picture, seeing the way her blonde locks had dampened sticking to her face. Water droplets covering everything, like Carly had warned, they had gotten soaked. Sighing, Courtney rose from her place on the bed. Her eyes taking one last look around the room, before walking back into the hallway. The staircase lay ahead, the closed off room catching her attention once again, sadness growing in the pit of her stomach. Taking a few slow steps, the blonde paused in front of the heavy oak door. Breathing deeply, her hand gripped the doorknob turning it.
"Don't do it Courtney, don't open old wounds"
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