Finding Courtney
Chapter 3: Taylor Meets Courtney
There is this hunger this restlessness inside of me and it knows that
you're no stranger you're my gravity.
Courtney and Jason were both sleeping peacefully. That is until the
screaming started. "You little slut, get out of my bed and away from my
boyfriend!" Taylor screamed, jolting them awake. Courtney's eyes grew to
the size of baseballs. There was a girl that stood about 5' 9". She had
dark blonde hair that was in small tight spirals, and she had very blue
eyes. She was wearing a revealing halter-top and a skirt so short that you
could call it a belt. "I can't believe you'd cheat on me Jason!" she yelled
in tears. "It's not what it looks like Taylor!" he said, jumping out of
bed. "Then what is it?" she demanded. "She is suffering from minor memory
loss, she can't remember where she lives or who she is for that matter and
so she is staying with me until we can figure it out" he explained. " And
I'm supposed to believe that crock? Right" she said sarcastically. " I
swear it's the truth she hit her head and I found her, trust me" he pleaded
with her. You could look into Jason's eyes and tell that he was telling the
truth. She stopped crying and her face softened a bit. But she looked back
to Courtney, who was staring at Jason, and she could tell that Courtney had
feelings for him. She just had to nip this in the bud. "Oh, well I guess
that's okay. I hope you can figure this all out." She said to Courtney,
trying to appear nice. Courtney nodded. Then Taylor turned her focus to
Jason. "And for you." she said in a seductive voice. She walked towards
him, then around him so he would have to face away from Courtney. She
straddled his lap and took half his face in a kiss. Jason had no time to
object. The whole time that she kissed him, she kept her eyes open and
watched Courtney. When she pulled back, She whispered in his ear loud
enough for Courtney to hear, "Stay out of trouble." and with that she left,
her hips swaying seductively back and forth with each step. She slammed the
door behind her. Courtney was both hurt and dumbfounded. Jason looked at
her trying to show her with his eyes that he did not want her to do what
she had just done. The lipstick smeared face said otherwise. Finally
Courtney found the words. "You have a girlfriend!?!" she demanded. "Yeah, I
probably should have told you," he said looking to the ground, unable to
look her in the eye. "Ya think?" she said sarcastically. She stopped a
moment then. He really hadn't done anything to suggest that he didn't have
a girlfriend. "Never mind, its not you fault. Well, I don't want to stir up
trouble with you and your girlfriend so, I can figure things out on my own"
she said, walking towards the door. He ran after her and grabbed her arm.
"No, I WANT to help you. Don't worry about Taylor." He said sweetly. She
looked to the ground. ".Okay. I guess," she said. "I need some clothes,"
she said. "Oh, well you can wear one of my sweat shirts, and I think Taylor
has some Pants and stuff here. "I don't think that she'd like me wearing
her stuff" Courtney said. "Oh, it's no biggie, she probably won't see you
anyway." He said. She nodded and took them into the bathroom. She quickly
showered and then dressed. She blow-dried her hair quickly and kept trying
to pull the pants up. They were WAY low cut. She was glad that his
sweatshirt was big on her. She got out and Jason's eyes widened. The jeans
were quite form fitting. "You look. Really good" he said, grinning. She
grinned back, looking embarrassed. He took a fast shower and put on his out
fit. (A black T-shirt with a red star, a very baggy pair of army pants with
patches for various bands such as Nirvana, The Ramones, and Green Day, a
studded belt, and to spike cuffs.) He also combed his hair into a faux-
hawk. When he stepped out of the bathroom, she would have given anything to
make him single. "You're looking pretty hot today Jason" she said, more
blunt than she had intended. Now he was blushing. "Thank you." He said.
"Are you hungry?" he asked, desperately wanting to change the subject. "I
could go for a bite." She said. They walked down the stairs together, much
tension between them. She wanted him, but didn't want to admit it for a
number of reasons. He wanted her but he had a girlfriend and he couldn't
cheat on her. They got into his car and he started it. The song that played
left them both frozen.
Inside my skin
there is this space...
It twists and turns
It bleeds and aches
Inside my heart
There's an empty room.
It's waiting for lightning;
It's waiting for you
I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence of fear
Muscle and sinew
Velvet and stone...
This vessel is haunted
It creaks and moans
My bones call to you
In a separate skin.
I make myself translucent
To let you in, boy...
I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence of fear
There is this hunger
This restlessness inside of me
And it knows that you're no stranger,
You're my gravity
My hands will adore you
Through all darkness aim, they will
Lay you out in moonlight
And reinvent your name
For I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here...
I need you near...
Inside the absence of fear
All they could do was steal glances at each other, not knowing what to say, think, feel or do. They needed each other, but didn't want to.
there is this space...
It twists and turns
It bleeds and aches
Inside my heart
There's an empty room.
It's waiting for lightning;
It's waiting for you
I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence of fear
Muscle and sinew
Velvet and stone...
This vessel is haunted
It creaks and moans
My bones call to you
In a separate skin.
I make myself translucent
To let you in, boy...
I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence of fear
There is this hunger
This restlessness inside of me
And it knows that you're no stranger,
You're my gravity
My hands will adore you
Through all darkness aim, they will
Lay you out in moonlight
And reinvent your name
For I am wanting, and...
I am needing you
To be here...
I need you near...
Inside the absence of fear
All they could do was steal glances at each other, not knowing what to say, think, feel or do. They needed each other, but didn't want to.
