Title: Cure My Tragedy
Author: Twisted-Chicke (me)
Summary: Peyton finds help in an unexpected place (PeytonChris pairing)
Author's Note: This takes place lets say a few weeks after Trics opening. Later on the story will include Lucas/Haley and Nathan/Brooke.
She hated him. She really did. She told herself that this was the last time. That the next day she wouldnt come to the record store during his break and go into the back room with him. He wouldnt touch her again, she wouldnt let him. This was wrong. He was wrong. She was a mess and his touch, his kiss wasnt one she needed. He didnt love her. And she didnt care about him.
But she wanted him. She couldnt, she wouldnt deny that. His kiss was softer then she would have thought. He was gentle with her his touch was always loving and slow. There was no fury in his embrace. She felt his hand go up her shirt lightly touching her stomach, his warm hands burned her cold skin, he burned her. His other hand was intangled in her hair. It wouldnt be long now. He would either go to far or she would feel herself losing control. And she would stop it. Making out with him was bad enough, she couldnt bring herself to sleep with him. No matter how badly she may have wanted to that moment.
She felt his other hand leave her hair and go to her stomach, there it was, she instanley pulled away from him. Her hand went to her lips, she could feel his blue eyes burning into her but looked away. He sighed and walked back into the front of the store. This was her cue to get her bag and leave. They were done here. But she wasnt ready to leave. She followed him to the front of the store.
'Look Chris...' She said in a voice above a whisper.
'Your not gone yet? Come on Curley you know the deal.' He said over his shoulder as he went back to re stocking CD's.
Peyton sighed and closed her eyes. Why the hell was she doing this to herself? 'Your pissed at me cause I wont sleep with you.' She responded a little lounder this time. She wasnt sure if she meant it as a statement or a question.
He turned to her. He crossed his arms and smiled in his cocky way that made her skin crawl. God she hated him. 'Now why would that piss me off? I should be used to it by now, these little encounters have been going on for what two, three weeks? We spend a few mintues making out and then you walk out. Lets face it Curley, your a tease.'
She wanted to slap him. A tease? Was that what he thought she was doing? Teasing him? Was that what she was doing? 'I'm not a tease.' She said her voice a little shaky, she was not even sure if she mean that or not.
He rolled his eyes, 'Yeah sure your not.' He went back to re-stocking, 'Feel free to leave anytime.'
'Do you have to be such a asswhole all the time?' Everything in her head was telling her to get the hell out of there, no good could come from this. But she couldnt bring herself to leave.
'No. Do you have to enjoy me being such a asswhole?' Peyton could see the smile back on his face.
'I'm not coming tomarrow, we are done here, whatever the hell this is or was, it's done.' She began to walk out the store.
'See ya tomarrow, Curles.' He said as over his shoulder.
His words burned her. Everything about him burned her. God she hated him. But he was right, he would see her tomarrow.