Frozen: Shooting the Balls and Breeze
Hello guys! I want to thank you all for the reviews. God, what is up with me? I haven't had much to say in the authors notes in like 5 chapters! It could be due to the fact I'm writing this while you all read the 8th chapter. See? So I can't get too specific or you'll all think I'm like, really slow or something. But just so you all know, Shot in an Alley was given a sequel. I know that a lot of people read both Frozen and Shot so I just thought I'd mention it. But then again, when you read this that fic (Together) will have like 4 chapters or something. ANYWAY...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jason's Bike
Elizabeth held Jason tighter as the came up on another curve. The two of them were heading to Jake's.
It was on her request but for the smallest second she could swear she saw his eyes flicker something. She didn't know his reason why, though. Because they had met there? Because he could shoot some pool? Get a beer? Because it was like a second home to him?
Maybe it was all of the above.
But she didn't care, it got his eyes to come alive for even the smallest of seconds. And that was what kept her alive. So it all worked out in the end.
Hopefully.
Jason pulled the bike up to a space in the parking lot. Elizabeth released him with the knowledge that she would be able to hold on to him again later that night. They both didn't say a word as they walked up to the bar.
Inside was loud and smoky. But that was fine too. Elizabeth went to secure a table as Jason went to get them some drinks. He returned a second later. "Heres yours." He said, breaking the silence that had been present since they left her studio.
Elizabeth smiled at him. "Go ahead, shoot some pool." She told him.
"Are you going to play?" he asked.
Elizabeth shook her head. She opened the bag she had brought with her to reveal an artist's pad and pencils. "Mind if I watch?"
Jason shook his head. "Do whatever you want." He informed her. Jason went to chalk up his stick. Looking around Elizabeth found an empty table close to Jason. She took a seat facing him.
Jason looked back over to her. She was already hard at work in watching him. Her head was bobbing up and down between him and the paper. And he was barely a few shots in.
He didn't know what to make of her now. She was the first person in so long who gave a damn. About a man who broke her heart so many times. Why would she care anymore? He didn't even care about himself much anymore. But suddenly all these people are surrounding him. Telling him they love him. That they care about him.
Part of him felt better. Like maybe he still did have a family. That he wasn't alone.
Another part wanted to run and hide. Too much pressure. They wanted something he no longer knew how to give. Did he even want to try to give anymore?
But before he could run into himself anymore there she would be. She pushed in a different way. More like she pulled. She was pulling him out of himself. And he didn't like that. Dead was safe. He couldn't feel if he was dead inside right? And he wanted to be safe from all those emotions he could no longer handle. So, dead. It was safe, he wanted to be safe. It was a good plan.
But the question was what was safer? Elizabeth or Dead?
Jason looked back up at Elizabeth. He loved her. As much as he didn't want to anymore he did.
She smiled at him.
She was making dead harder each time she did that.
"So what? My daughter needs you and you are off with another woman?" Came a booming voice.
Elizabeth and Jason's eyes darted to its origin. Mike Corbin was standing in front of him. Swaying like he was drunk. But then again, this was Mike. He was most likely drunk.
Jason said nothing as he straightened from his hunched up position. Elizabeth threw her things in the bag and walked up to Jason.
"Mike, maybe we should get you a cab?" Elizabeth suggested slowly.
"You killed my baby girl's spirit!" Mike continued to yell at Jason. She could see his eyes harden even more. Elizabeth had to get him out of there.
"Mike, I'm going to call Sonny." She said as she whipped out Jason's cell from his pocket. She dialed Sonny's number. After a second he picked up. "Corinthos."
"Sonny? Its Elizabeth. Jason and I are at Jake's." She spoke into the phone as Mike yelled at Jason about Courtney some more.
"Is Jason okay? Do you need a car?" Sonny said. Elizabeth could hear the worry in this voice.
"Yes, we do need a car, but its for Mike."
"Mike?"
Elizabeth looked over at Jason. His eyes were settling back to the way there were. "Yes, He's drunk. And he keeps yelling at Jason about how its all his fault."
Sonny seemed to get the message. "Get Jason out of there. Leave Mike, I'll be there in a second."
Elizabeth felt bad about leaving Mike. But Jason meant more. "Come on!" she said as she grabbed him arm.
Elizabeth dragged him out of Jake's. "Jason are you okay?"
He said nothing. But after a second he spoke to her. "He's right." Came the same monotone voice.
All the talking she had been doing with him was going to hell. She had to shock him. Scare him. Do something to get him to react. Anything. So she did the first thing she could think of.
She kissed him.
Not my best. I know. But still. The kiss will be explored more next chapter. Give you something to look forward to!
REVIEW!
Hello guys! I want to thank you all for the reviews. God, what is up with me? I haven't had much to say in the authors notes in like 5 chapters! It could be due to the fact I'm writing this while you all read the 8th chapter. See? So I can't get too specific or you'll all think I'm like, really slow or something. But just so you all know, Shot in an Alley was given a sequel. I know that a lot of people read both Frozen and Shot so I just thought I'd mention it. But then again, when you read this that fic (Together) will have like 4 chapters or something. ANYWAY...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jason's Bike
Elizabeth held Jason tighter as the came up on another curve. The two of them were heading to Jake's.
It was on her request but for the smallest second she could swear she saw his eyes flicker something. She didn't know his reason why, though. Because they had met there? Because he could shoot some pool? Get a beer? Because it was like a second home to him?
Maybe it was all of the above.
But she didn't care, it got his eyes to come alive for even the smallest of seconds. And that was what kept her alive. So it all worked out in the end.
Hopefully.
Jason pulled the bike up to a space in the parking lot. Elizabeth released him with the knowledge that she would be able to hold on to him again later that night. They both didn't say a word as they walked up to the bar.
Inside was loud and smoky. But that was fine too. Elizabeth went to secure a table as Jason went to get them some drinks. He returned a second later. "Heres yours." He said, breaking the silence that had been present since they left her studio.
Elizabeth smiled at him. "Go ahead, shoot some pool." She told him.
"Are you going to play?" he asked.
Elizabeth shook her head. She opened the bag she had brought with her to reveal an artist's pad and pencils. "Mind if I watch?"
Jason shook his head. "Do whatever you want." He informed her. Jason went to chalk up his stick. Looking around Elizabeth found an empty table close to Jason. She took a seat facing him.
Jason looked back over to her. She was already hard at work in watching him. Her head was bobbing up and down between him and the paper. And he was barely a few shots in.
He didn't know what to make of her now. She was the first person in so long who gave a damn. About a man who broke her heart so many times. Why would she care anymore? He didn't even care about himself much anymore. But suddenly all these people are surrounding him. Telling him they love him. That they care about him.
Part of him felt better. Like maybe he still did have a family. That he wasn't alone.
Another part wanted to run and hide. Too much pressure. They wanted something he no longer knew how to give. Did he even want to try to give anymore?
But before he could run into himself anymore there she would be. She pushed in a different way. More like she pulled. She was pulling him out of himself. And he didn't like that. Dead was safe. He couldn't feel if he was dead inside right? And he wanted to be safe from all those emotions he could no longer handle. So, dead. It was safe, he wanted to be safe. It was a good plan.
But the question was what was safer? Elizabeth or Dead?
Jason looked back up at Elizabeth. He loved her. As much as he didn't want to anymore he did.
She smiled at him.
She was making dead harder each time she did that.
"So what? My daughter needs you and you are off with another woman?" Came a booming voice.
Elizabeth and Jason's eyes darted to its origin. Mike Corbin was standing in front of him. Swaying like he was drunk. But then again, this was Mike. He was most likely drunk.
Jason said nothing as he straightened from his hunched up position. Elizabeth threw her things in the bag and walked up to Jason.
"Mike, maybe we should get you a cab?" Elizabeth suggested slowly.
"You killed my baby girl's spirit!" Mike continued to yell at Jason. She could see his eyes harden even more. Elizabeth had to get him out of there.
"Mike, I'm going to call Sonny." She said as she whipped out Jason's cell from his pocket. She dialed Sonny's number. After a second he picked up. "Corinthos."
"Sonny? Its Elizabeth. Jason and I are at Jake's." She spoke into the phone as Mike yelled at Jason about Courtney some more.
"Is Jason okay? Do you need a car?" Sonny said. Elizabeth could hear the worry in this voice.
"Yes, we do need a car, but its for Mike."
"Mike?"
Elizabeth looked over at Jason. His eyes were settling back to the way there were. "Yes, He's drunk. And he keeps yelling at Jason about how its all his fault."
Sonny seemed to get the message. "Get Jason out of there. Leave Mike, I'll be there in a second."
Elizabeth felt bad about leaving Mike. But Jason meant more. "Come on!" she said as she grabbed him arm.
Elizabeth dragged him out of Jake's. "Jason are you okay?"
He said nothing. But after a second he spoke to her. "He's right." Came the same monotone voice.
All the talking she had been doing with him was going to hell. She had to shock him. Scare him. Do something to get him to react. Anything. So she did the first thing she could think of.
She kissed him.
Not my best. I know. But still. The kiss will be explored more next chapter. Give you something to look forward to!
REVIEW!