Jason's thoughts. There will probably be only one more chapter to this since I'm not very good with angst. lol But I do plan on writing a more lengthy Brazen fic soon. =)
At night, Jason will crawl underneath the covers and lie next to his fiancee. He'll listen to her gentle breathing and think about how she's everything any man could want. She's sweet and soft, and adores him.
She only wants to make him happy, she'll do anything to keep him. There's never an argument that lasts very long, she won't allow it. She'll cry and whisper, and his arms pull her back to him.
Courtney Matthews in the perfect fiancee, she'll make the perfect wife. But when he falls asleep at night, he dreams of someone else.
He dreams of Brenda. With Brenda, he doesn't have to be gentle all the time. He can be loud and demanding, he can be as honest as he wants to be. She returns it, with fierceness, and anger, and frustration. He can almost feel the sparks flash between them when they argue. It's heated, and messy, and complicated. He loves it.
Then there are times when things are quiet, and serious, and sincere. Times when he looks into her eyes and feels as if he's finally getting to know the real her. She only says what is important and she listens.
Her laugh. Her laugh echoes in his ears and makes the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile. It's loud and quirky but it's comforting.
When she cries, her body shakes and the tears slide quietly down her cheeks. She's vulnerable and broken, and he hates it.
He hates that he dreams of her, that her laugh and her smile haunt him at night. He hates that he wants to comfort her, to fight with her, to just *be* with her. He shouldn't have these thoughts. He has every man's dream asleep next to him every night.
Courtney is the best thing that ever happened to him, but Brenda is the best thing that never happened. He wonders far too often, what *could* have happened, and he dreams.
At night, Jason will crawl underneath the covers and lie next to his fiancee. He'll listen to her gentle breathing and think about how she's everything any man could want. She's sweet and soft, and adores him.
She only wants to make him happy, she'll do anything to keep him. There's never an argument that lasts very long, she won't allow it. She'll cry and whisper, and his arms pull her back to him.
Courtney Matthews in the perfect fiancee, she'll make the perfect wife. But when he falls asleep at night, he dreams of someone else.
He dreams of Brenda. With Brenda, he doesn't have to be gentle all the time. He can be loud and demanding, he can be as honest as he wants to be. She returns it, with fierceness, and anger, and frustration. He can almost feel the sparks flash between them when they argue. It's heated, and messy, and complicated. He loves it.
Then there are times when things are quiet, and serious, and sincere. Times when he looks into her eyes and feels as if he's finally getting to know the real her. She only says what is important and she listens.
Her laugh. Her laugh echoes in his ears and makes the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile. It's loud and quirky but it's comforting.
When she cries, her body shakes and the tears slide quietly down her cheeks. She's vulnerable and broken, and he hates it.
He hates that he dreams of her, that her laugh and her smile haunt him at night. He hates that he wants to comfort her, to fight with her, to just *be* with her. He shouldn't have these thoughts. He has every man's dream asleep next to him every night.
Courtney is the best thing that ever happened to him, but Brenda is the best thing that never happened. He wonders far too often, what *could* have happened, and he dreams.