Right, well, as today is the last day of my summer holidays, I don't know if I'll be able to keep this updated as often as I have been doing. So please don't leave me reviews like 'update!!!!!' especially at my other stories. It's not that I don't appreciate the fact that you really want to read the next chapter of my story, but I have big exams for the next two years and I don't like being nagged. If you want to encourage me to write, encourage me at the end of your review, but don't nag me, k? Thanks soo much! Also, on your way out, swing by Heart In Hell, my newest and very short Harry Potter one-shot fic, and leave me a review.
Tara pouted unhappily as Ben washed her face gingerly. They were sitting in his cabin, she on the bed, he on the floor, clutching a damp rag.
"I'm really sorry," Ben said softly. "I honestly didn't know Anamaria had a thing for Jack."
"It's more than a thing," Tara said coldly. "She's obsessed. She's going to ruin our wedding."
Ben started. "I never realised ye two were engaged."
"We are," Tara said, a small smile turning the corners of her lips.
Ben stood up and went into the bathroom. Tara heard the sound of flowing water, the clink of glass on wood, and Ben came out holding a glass of water, which he handed to Tara. She smiled gratefully at him, and took a sip, immediently feeling refreshed as it dampened her mouth and throat. Ben sat down in the chair beside his desk, and surveyed her closely, eyes filled with concern.
"Then you have nothing to worry about," he said confidently. "Jack loves you. He finally has you. Why would he risk that?"
Tara frowned. "I don't know. Jack doesn't always need a reason."
Images of Jack and Ana, kissing passionately, filled Tara's head. She gave a low cry, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Hey, hey," Ben said softly, scuttling over and sitting beside her.
He wrapped an arm around her slender shoulders, and she rested her face against his warm chest, trying hard not to cry. She knew that she should trust Jack, but could anyone really trust him? If he had seen something in Ana once, what would stop him from seeing it again?
"It'll be alright," Ben whispered.
She didn't believe him.