(This is where my new version of what happens next begins)
I couldn't help but smile. My body still aching for his touch but I know we made the right decision. I pull the blanket over me again and look out the window to watch him leave.
Before I saw his motorcycle leave, a knock sounded at my door.
"Jason, I'm fine. You can leave." I yelled, but I went to the door anyway.
But when I opened the door, it wasn't Jason.
"Sorry to disappoint you." Lucky said.
He betrays me with my sister and has the nerve to come and rattle me about Jason.
"What do you want?" I ask, feeling my anger rising by the second.
"We never meant to hurt you, Elizabeth." He said, sounding sincere but I didn't buy it.
"Oh, don't worry about my feelings Lucky, you didn't before you slept with Sarah, so why now?"
"Elizabeth, it just happened. And I do worry about you. I don't want you to take this out on Sarah, it is not her fault."
"Oh, it just happened that you had sex with her. Yeah, I hear that happens all time. And don't worry, I won't blame Sarah for acting just like the slut that she is."
"You don't mean that Elizabeth."
"Oh, I do, Lucky. You remember the night that I was raped? You brushed me off to go make Sarah 'feel better'. Is that what you were doing when I was raped? Is that why you pretended to care, Lucky, because you felt guilty? You pitied me and when Sarah left town you thought I could be her replacement until she got back?"
"You know that's not true, Elizabeth. I loved you."
"Yeah, you LOVED me. LOVED me until two seconds after Sarah came back to town. So did you two keep in touch while she was gone?"
"Helena took my love for you away. And what about you and Jason? You ran to him even when I was still in love with you. You accuse me of doing the same thing you were doing with Jason."
"I may have ran to Jason, Lucky, but I never slept with him. And remember when you kept pushing me towards Nikolas; did I sleep with your brother, even when I had your blessing? NO. I did not because I love you. And the only reason I ran to Jason was because you were not the Lucky I fell in love with."
"Yeah, but two seconds after you find me with Sarah you leave with Jason. What a surprise! Did you two keep in touch while he was out of town?"
Lucky had pulled the last straw. I wanted him to feel how I felt the second I opened the door and saw him and Sarah. I wanted him to feel his heart ripped out. I wanted him to feel all the pain and anger that I felt. And at that second, I thought of the perfect revenge.
"You're right Lucky. The second I saw you with Sarah I brought Jason up here and we had sex. Yes, Lucky, we had sex. More than once! Oh, and it was AMAZING. God, it was so good. And you know what, it was SO much better then you ever were. Jason knows just what to do, while you were always a little . . . how should I put this . . . amateurish." I said, overemphasizing and hitting him right where it hurts.
He stopped, unable to believe that what I just said. For a moment he was silent and then he spoke as if he was unaffected.
"Well, go have sex with Jason. I don't care. But when you get shot, or wind up dead somewhere, don't expect me to shed a tear." He said, storming off.
I shut the door and the smile remained on my face. But it faded once I realized exactly what I had done. I still loved Lucky, despite everything, having him hate me was the last thing I wanted. I was upset with him, angry, but I never wanted him to REALLY hurt.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the rain start to pound on the roof. I ran across the room and shut the window and turned back around to face my empty studio. My eyes were drawn to my leather jacket that lay on the floor where it was dropped during my 'encounter' with Jason.
And that moment, I rejected the reality of the situation. I opened the door and flew down the stairs. I got to the first floor and ran outside, disregarding the rain as it poured down and soaked me.
I ran in one direction, I did not stop, I did not think. I just ran. When I got there I struggled with the door and as soon as I opened it I ran down the steps. My skin did not even register the change as I ran in-between people and tables, disregarding anyone who stood in my way. Out of breath, I stopped in front of his door. I took heavy breaths to compensate and laid my fists hard on his door.
~Jason's apartment above Jake's~
He opened it quickly, a shocked expression on his face. He instantly noticed that I was soaked as I stumbled into his room.
"Elizabeth?" He questioned. His face was etched with worry.
I did not think or hesitate; I just pushed him forward onto the bed. For a moment I sat on top of him just looking down into his eyes. And then I let my lips meet his and we began the complementing motions as if we had done it many times before.
He pushed me away momentarily, "Elizabeth, are you sure? What about what you said earlier?"
"Nobody's lying Jason, we both know what's going on. I want you. And not when the time is right because you never know when that will be. I want you now." I said, my lips swollen from his kisses.
His eyes changed to a deeper blue and he wrapped his arms around me and drew me towards him.
I knew it wasn't about us. We both knew. But at that moment we considered no consequences, we just both felt. And sometimes, you just need to feel something.
I couldn't help but smile. My body still aching for his touch but I know we made the right decision. I pull the blanket over me again and look out the window to watch him leave.
Before I saw his motorcycle leave, a knock sounded at my door.
"Jason, I'm fine. You can leave." I yelled, but I went to the door anyway.
But when I opened the door, it wasn't Jason.
"Sorry to disappoint you." Lucky said.
He betrays me with my sister and has the nerve to come and rattle me about Jason.
"What do you want?" I ask, feeling my anger rising by the second.
"We never meant to hurt you, Elizabeth." He said, sounding sincere but I didn't buy it.
"Oh, don't worry about my feelings Lucky, you didn't before you slept with Sarah, so why now?"
"Elizabeth, it just happened. And I do worry about you. I don't want you to take this out on Sarah, it is not her fault."
"Oh, it just happened that you had sex with her. Yeah, I hear that happens all time. And don't worry, I won't blame Sarah for acting just like the slut that she is."
"You don't mean that Elizabeth."
"Oh, I do, Lucky. You remember the night that I was raped? You brushed me off to go make Sarah 'feel better'. Is that what you were doing when I was raped? Is that why you pretended to care, Lucky, because you felt guilty? You pitied me and when Sarah left town you thought I could be her replacement until she got back?"
"You know that's not true, Elizabeth. I loved you."
"Yeah, you LOVED me. LOVED me until two seconds after Sarah came back to town. So did you two keep in touch while she was gone?"
"Helena took my love for you away. And what about you and Jason? You ran to him even when I was still in love with you. You accuse me of doing the same thing you were doing with Jason."
"I may have ran to Jason, Lucky, but I never slept with him. And remember when you kept pushing me towards Nikolas; did I sleep with your brother, even when I had your blessing? NO. I did not because I love you. And the only reason I ran to Jason was because you were not the Lucky I fell in love with."
"Yeah, but two seconds after you find me with Sarah you leave with Jason. What a surprise! Did you two keep in touch while he was out of town?"
Lucky had pulled the last straw. I wanted him to feel how I felt the second I opened the door and saw him and Sarah. I wanted him to feel his heart ripped out. I wanted him to feel all the pain and anger that I felt. And at that second, I thought of the perfect revenge.
"You're right Lucky. The second I saw you with Sarah I brought Jason up here and we had sex. Yes, Lucky, we had sex. More than once! Oh, and it was AMAZING. God, it was so good. And you know what, it was SO much better then you ever were. Jason knows just what to do, while you were always a little . . . how should I put this . . . amateurish." I said, overemphasizing and hitting him right where it hurts.
He stopped, unable to believe that what I just said. For a moment he was silent and then he spoke as if he was unaffected.
"Well, go have sex with Jason. I don't care. But when you get shot, or wind up dead somewhere, don't expect me to shed a tear." He said, storming off.
I shut the door and the smile remained on my face. But it faded once I realized exactly what I had done. I still loved Lucky, despite everything, having him hate me was the last thing I wanted. I was upset with him, angry, but I never wanted him to REALLY hurt.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the rain start to pound on the roof. I ran across the room and shut the window and turned back around to face my empty studio. My eyes were drawn to my leather jacket that lay on the floor where it was dropped during my 'encounter' with Jason.
And that moment, I rejected the reality of the situation. I opened the door and flew down the stairs. I got to the first floor and ran outside, disregarding the rain as it poured down and soaked me.
I ran in one direction, I did not stop, I did not think. I just ran. When I got there I struggled with the door and as soon as I opened it I ran down the steps. My skin did not even register the change as I ran in-between people and tables, disregarding anyone who stood in my way. Out of breath, I stopped in front of his door. I took heavy breaths to compensate and laid my fists hard on his door.
~Jason's apartment above Jake's~
He opened it quickly, a shocked expression on his face. He instantly noticed that I was soaked as I stumbled into his room.
"Elizabeth?" He questioned. His face was etched with worry.
I did not think or hesitate; I just pushed him forward onto the bed. For a moment I sat on top of him just looking down into his eyes. And then I let my lips meet his and we began the complementing motions as if we had done it many times before.
He pushed me away momentarily, "Elizabeth, are you sure? What about what you said earlier?"
"Nobody's lying Jason, we both know what's going on. I want you. And not when the time is right because you never know when that will be. I want you now." I said, my lips swollen from his kisses.
His eyes changed to a deeper blue and he wrapped his arms around me and drew me towards him.
I knew it wasn't about us. We both knew. But at that moment we considered no consequences, we just both felt. And sometimes, you just need to feel something.