Chapter Three
She spent the next few days doing everything she could to not think about him. She couldn't say it was completely sucessful, but she did have times when she could forget for a few moments at a time.
She was supposed to be rooming with Lillian again, but she had the next couple of weeks off due to trying to do some recordings. So she still found herself roomed alone. She heard a knock at the door and wasn't sure who in the hell it could possibly be. Amy and Trish had went out to meet up with Matt and Jeff to celebrate Trish and Jeff's first wedding anniversary. So it was definatly not them. Of course Lil was not in town, and Chris was off doing his own thing, he had checked in on her earlier to see how she was and to let her know to call if she needed anything.
That left only one of her friends left, so she went to the door to find out. Sure enough she came face to face, or rather face to chest, with Dave. Dave had once been engaged to Lillian which is how they became such good friends. But that had ended not too long ago, so she assumed that he was here to try and talk to her. "Lil's not here. She's got the next few weeks off."
" I know. I just figured you could use some company as much as I could." She nodded and stepped aside letting him enter. He sat down on one of the beds in the room and she sat on the other, as they faced each other. "So how are you hun? I know something has been bothering you. You may be able to hide it from everyone else, but you know you can't hide it from me." His gruff voice echoed out in the room that still felt empty to her.
She wondered how he always seemed to be able to read her. She wasn't sure how much she wanted to open up to him. Sure she could trust him, and he seemed to know something was wrong anyway, but he kind of intimadated her. He did have a lot of the personality of the character he protrayed week in and week out. She decided just to tell him, what could she lose? "Well, I just miss Jay. It's been weeks. I haven't even been able to say word one to him. His answering machine, now that's a different story. That answering machine and I have had many a conversation." She sighed lightly shaking her head. "I just don't know what to think anymore."
"I'm sure everything's going to be okay. Maybe he just hasn't been doing much other than resting and just hasn't been able to call you, but I'm sure he's not sleeping around on you if that's what you are worried about." She could tell he was trying his damndest to make her feel better, he had a small smile on his face, and he looked mildly uncomfortable.
"Oh I would hope not, as he hasn't even slept with me yet. I just worry that maybe he doesn't want to talk to me anymore. Maybe he's tired of me. I can tell this isn't intresting you, so I'll just say, I'm going to get better, so no need for anyone to worry about me" She smiled over at him.
He nodded at her. "Good to hear that. I'm sure you will be just fine. You are a strong girl." He stood up to leave, and got halfway to the door before turning back to face her. "Wait, did you just say he hasn't even slept with you? Damn girl you've been with him for sometime now, when is the last time you got a little?" He laughed heartily throughout the room.
She found herself laughing lightly at his personal question, and for some reason or another even decided to answer it. "Well not with Jay, Andrew was before him, that was a no. Before that was a breif stint with John, and well that was also a no. Andrew the first time, yes that was the last time. That had to be about a year and a half ago." She sighed softly and then giggled a little. "I never realized that before, geez what is wrong with me that guys don't want to sleep with me?"
He smirked in her direction. "Honey, it's not you that has the problem. It's all them. They know just as well as you should that none of them are good enough to touch you. So don't go thinking it's you." With that he walked out the door.
She stared at the door for awhile after he left. She was glad he had stopped by, he had definatly made her feel better. She smiled and crawled under her covers turning off the lights and on the television. She wasn't really watching what was on the screen, but the noise was quite welcome. For the first night in a long time she was able to go to sleep without even one tear shed.
She spent the next few days doing everything she could to not think about him. She couldn't say it was completely sucessful, but she did have times when she could forget for a few moments at a time.
She was supposed to be rooming with Lillian again, but she had the next couple of weeks off due to trying to do some recordings. So she still found herself roomed alone. She heard a knock at the door and wasn't sure who in the hell it could possibly be. Amy and Trish had went out to meet up with Matt and Jeff to celebrate Trish and Jeff's first wedding anniversary. So it was definatly not them. Of course Lil was not in town, and Chris was off doing his own thing, he had checked in on her earlier to see how she was and to let her know to call if she needed anything.
That left only one of her friends left, so she went to the door to find out. Sure enough she came face to face, or rather face to chest, with Dave. Dave had once been engaged to Lillian which is how they became such good friends. But that had ended not too long ago, so she assumed that he was here to try and talk to her. "Lil's not here. She's got the next few weeks off."
" I know. I just figured you could use some company as much as I could." She nodded and stepped aside letting him enter. He sat down on one of the beds in the room and she sat on the other, as they faced each other. "So how are you hun? I know something has been bothering you. You may be able to hide it from everyone else, but you know you can't hide it from me." His gruff voice echoed out in the room that still felt empty to her.
She wondered how he always seemed to be able to read her. She wasn't sure how much she wanted to open up to him. Sure she could trust him, and he seemed to know something was wrong anyway, but he kind of intimadated her. He did have a lot of the personality of the character he protrayed week in and week out. She decided just to tell him, what could she lose? "Well, I just miss Jay. It's been weeks. I haven't even been able to say word one to him. His answering machine, now that's a different story. That answering machine and I have had many a conversation." She sighed lightly shaking her head. "I just don't know what to think anymore."
"I'm sure everything's going to be okay. Maybe he just hasn't been doing much other than resting and just hasn't been able to call you, but I'm sure he's not sleeping around on you if that's what you are worried about." She could tell he was trying his damndest to make her feel better, he had a small smile on his face, and he looked mildly uncomfortable.
"Oh I would hope not, as he hasn't even slept with me yet. I just worry that maybe he doesn't want to talk to me anymore. Maybe he's tired of me. I can tell this isn't intresting you, so I'll just say, I'm going to get better, so no need for anyone to worry about me" She smiled over at him.
He nodded at her. "Good to hear that. I'm sure you will be just fine. You are a strong girl." He stood up to leave, and got halfway to the door before turning back to face her. "Wait, did you just say he hasn't even slept with you? Damn girl you've been with him for sometime now, when is the last time you got a little?" He laughed heartily throughout the room.
She found herself laughing lightly at his personal question, and for some reason or another even decided to answer it. "Well not with Jay, Andrew was before him, that was a no. Before that was a breif stint with John, and well that was also a no. Andrew the first time, yes that was the last time. That had to be about a year and a half ago." She sighed softly and then giggled a little. "I never realized that before, geez what is wrong with me that guys don't want to sleep with me?"
He smirked in her direction. "Honey, it's not you that has the problem. It's all them. They know just as well as you should that none of them are good enough to touch you. So don't go thinking it's you." With that he walked out the door.
She stared at the door for awhile after he left. She was glad he had stopped by, he had definatly made her feel better. She smiled and crawled under her covers turning off the lights and on the television. She wasn't really watching what was on the screen, but the noise was quite welcome. For the first night in a long time she was able to go to sleep without even one tear shed.