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Summary: Sebastian comforts Jayme.
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Sunlight tore through the windshield. Tears trailed down Jayme's cheeks from behind her dark sunglasses
"Jayme, I'm s-" was cut off by a hand that covered Sebastian's lips.
"Please understand that I need quiet right now." Jayme's harsh tones got through to Sebastian.
He fell silent. Bracing himself as she sped down the highway to the beach. The speedometer climbed to seventy miles.
Jayme swerved around a corner taking a hard right. The black Celica moved sleekly down the street till she pulled into a driveway. Slamming the door, she grabbed her keys, not looking to see if Sebastian was following her.
She wrenched open the door and ran up the stairs. Tossing her backpack on her bed, she tore off her t-shirt and ran down the stairs clad in a sports bra, shorts and sneakers. Her sunglasses still in place.
She ran to the back door and was stopped as she saw Sebastian holding a picture of her and her mother.
"Is this -" cut off again by the swinging screen as she ran out the back door and down to the beach.
"Jayme wait up." Sebastian chased her. He jogged alongside her as she ran herself ragged for three miles.
Collapsing on the beach. She fell back onto the sand. Tearing off her sunglasses, she looked out at the ocean.
She looked at Sebastian. Why is he here? Why? She shut off her thoughts and moved over to Sebastian, wrapping herself around him. I need to touch someone else, be comforted and held. No questions asked.
Jayme held onto him and cried her heart out. After a good long sob fest. She looked at Sebastian's shirt, it had a big wet stain from her crying on him.
"I'm sorry, I've wrecked your shirt." She looked up at him, a little shocked at the desire raging in his eyes.
"I-" cut off by his soft lips as they tasted her. Sampling, exploring.
Moving back in surprise. Jayme looked at him. "Why?" she asked.
"Because you are who you are. I've never met anyone quite like you. I shouldn't be doing this, because I'm a lot older than you are. But I can't help myself. You are just so……..words can't describe how I feel about you." Sebastian hugged her closer.
"But now everyone knows who I am. I'm just another bastard child of his." Jayme said viciously.
"You are not a bastard child. You didn't know your father and now you have the chance to get to know him and your brothers. Don't let a selfish spiteful bitch like Brooke take that away from you. When I saw your face today after her announcement. You looked heartbroken and scared."
"Don't let her bully you into submission. Be proud of who you are. There's nothing for you to be ashamed of. Believe me." Sebastian looked into her eyes.
"Believe in yourself." He kissed her forehead. "Now let's have some fun and get the sand off of us. Last one in the water is a rotten egg."
The wind shook his silky brown locks as he smiled and moved towards the water.
Her words stole the smile off his face and a spark of reality threatened to intrude on their happiness.
"Sebastian how old are you?"
"I'm twenty one."
"Well I'll be seventeen in a month, so don't worry about our ages. Besides we're just friends right." Jayme smiled at him.
"Yeah. We're just friends." He kissed her on the forehead. Grabbing her hand, he dragged her to the ocean.
Their joyous laughter carried over the waves to whoever was listening, if anyone was at all. Laughter of young friends as they frolicked in the water………..or blissful laughter of young lovers as they celebrated all that they shared.
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