Author's Note: One more little bit of info, to my wonderful beta, Linda, thanks so much for taking the time to read and twirk all of my stories!
Author's Note Two: Would love to hear what you think about this song. Had a really hand time picking the lyrics finally just went with a favorite of mine.
Chapter Six: Tangled
I'm full of regret
For all the things that I've done and said
And I don't know if it'll ever be ok to show
My face around here
Sometimes I wonder if I disappear
His eyes slowly parted as the sun hit them and he cursed himself for forgetting to close the curtains last night. Slowly though, he began to remember why he hadn't closed them and scenes filled his foggy mind. Her beneath him, withering with pleasure as he thrust into her and then of her on top of him the wee hours of the morning. It had been amazing, like it always was. Her moans and whimpers were a sound that he would never grow tired of. He would never be able to grow tired of her lush body either.
He turned his head to the side and looked at her angelic form and sighed. Her pale hair was spread out on the pillow and her arms cushioned her head. Her dark eyelashes laid on her pristine cheeks and her breathing was deep and even.
How had he let her slip away like he had? Why hadn't she been with him over the past few months? Letting out another sigh, he began to slip out of the bed, trying his best to make it without a creak from the old bed. When he heard it, he quickly turned to make sure it hadn't awakened her. He wasn't ready to face her yet. What would she think? Would she blame this on him, even if she had come onto him. Would she blame him for not stopping this?
God, he couldn't stand to see disappointment in her eyes, eyes that would be directed at him! Running a weary hand over his face, he moved to the bathroom and got in the shower, hoping it would relieve some stress before he would have to face her.
Would you ever turn your head and look
See if I'm gone
Cause I fear
There is nothing left to say to you
That you wanna hear
That you wanna know
I think I should go
The things I've done are way too shameful
Courtney awoke when she heard the door shut and winced when the sun hit her still sleep filled eyes. Rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands, she slowly sat up and heard the water running. Glancing at the alarm clock, she saw the time to be almost 10 A.M. She hadn't slept this long in ages.
'Guess not, you haven't made love till dawn in age's old girl,' the voice in the back of her head whispered and all the nights events came flooding back to her. Her wanton behavior and her need for Jason. Her moans and his groans. Their scents mingling together. It all came back to assault her senses.
Oh my goodness, what he must think of her? Her eyes closed in shame and she tried to swallow the tears that flooded her throat. How in the hell was she supposed to face him? She had acted like a complete hussy!
Feeling the white cotton sheet rub against her sensitive nipples, she became aware of her naked state and quickly jumped out of the bed. Grabbing her clothes from yesterday and a brand new thong from the bag he had given her last night. Quickly putting the articles of clothing on. She tried to compose herself. Jason did not need to see her act like a complete wreck.
Your just an innocent
Helpless victim of a spiders web
And I'm an insect
Going after anything that I can get
She took 3 deep breaths as she heard the water shut off. She waited for him to come out. When he did, she couldn't look at him so she made a beeline for the bathroom and began to brush out her hair and brush her teeth.
Planting her hands on the cheap surface of the sink, she leaned closer to the mirror. She looked at her pale blue eyes. "Come on Courtney, get control of yourself. You've made love to him before. You can do this," she whispered to herself. Than taking a deep breath and running a hand down her wrinkled clothing she made her way back out there. She watched him sit and look at the stock market results from yesterday.
"How, is uh Sonny and your company doing?" she asked quietly. She moved around to collect what she had used last night. Picking up the room at the same time.
"It didn't fall," was all he said before gathering up his bags. He seemed to have the same problem she was having facing her. It was as if they were first timers, but neither of them were. Hell, it wasn't even their first time together!
"Well, we should go," he told her quietly. He grabbed his wallet and put it down his back pocket.
"Uh, you know they say that is bad for your back," she told him. She remembered a headline she had seen on her AOL Welcome one early morning.
So you better turn your head and run
And don't look back
Cause I fear
"Really?" he seemed surprised she brought something like that up and for the first time this morning, he looked her in the eyes.
"Yeah, something to do with when you sit. It isn't level," looking up at him and smiling a little. Then she watched him take the wallet from his back pocket and put in the front one. Her smile grew into a grin and they walked out the door to the SUV. They somehow created an understanding between them with a few brief words.
There is nothing left to say
To you
That you wanna hear
That you wanna know
I think I should go
The things I've done are way too shameful oh
They had been on the road for a few hours when he decided it was time for a break and he pulled into a rest area and told her to meet him at one of the far end picnic tables when she was done taking care of her needs.
A couple of minutes later they both sat under a big oak tree and looked at the pond that was nestled next to the rest area. "It's beautiful here," she whispered and took a bite of the tuna sandwich he had found in a vending machine, along with a ham and cheese sandwich.
"Yeah, I always heard the south was beautiful in the summer time," he told her. He finished his sandwich and crinkled the plastic in a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can.
She did the same and just looked back over at the pond. She remembered what he had said about Barcelona and remembered their wedding in France during fall. Letting out a sigh, her thoughts were interrupted by an annoying ringing sound. She looked at Jason as he went to grab his cell phone that had been sitting next to them.
How many times had that thing rang and ruined a moment between them? How many times had it gotten in the way of them making love? More times then she cared to remember and for some reason, her anger brewed. It was interrupting them again. Suddenly, she felt the need to destroy the object that had been a part of their ruined marriage.
And I've done you so wrong
Treated you bad
Strung you along
Oh shame on myself
I don't know how I got so tangled up
ohhh ohhh ohhh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Quickly, before his hand could grasp it, she picked it up and turned it off. He looked over at her as if she had gone mad. "What are you doing? It might be Sonny," he told her. He reached for the cell phone but she jumped up and moved away.
"Do you have any idea how many times this stupid thing has interrupted a moment between us? Hell, it's partly to blame for our marriage ending!" she shouted at him and held the phone behind her body.
"Stop it Courtney! It had nothing to do with the ending of our marriage," he told her calmly. She was having no effect on him. He would be patient and wait for her to give him the phone back which only made her become more angry.
"You're wrong Jason! It did ruin our marriage or at least played a big part in it! Every time it rang you were gone, no matter the time or day! No matter what I did that night or no matter what we were doing!" she continued to shout. She said all the things she had longed to say, just as she longed to make love to him.
You better turn your head and look
See if I'm gone
Cause I fear
His eyes began to become darker and she knew he was finally beginning to let go. "No Courtney, you betrayed me, you SAVED ALCAZAR!" his voice rose with each word and his eyes became even more of a violet color.
"ARE YOU THAT DENSE? I DID IT TO SAVE YOU, NOT HIM!" she continued to walk backwards as she shouted. The need to destroy the cell phone even more powerful. '
"I COULD HAVE HANDLED IT! IT WAS MY JOB DAMMIT!" he steps followed her. He was coming closer and closer to her.
"JASON, I SAW THAT DAMN CELL PHONE MORE THEN I SAW YOU NAKED! I SAW IT MORE THEN I SAW YOU PERIOD! IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT THE JOB! ABOUT SONNY," Finally she knew when she hit the edge of the pond and turned around, raising her arm.
There is nothing left to say to you
That you wanna hear
That you wanna know
I think I should go
The things I've done are way too shameful
"DON'T YOU DARE!" he shouted but before he could stop her, his cell phone was sinking to the bottom of the pond and she walked over to him, strutting.
"Go get it," she told him. Her voice took on a BEEPy note. But instead of walking towards the pond for the cell phone like she had expected him to. He instead pushed her up against a tree and kissed her deep and hard. It was an angry kiss that bruised her lips and his too.
When he finally pulled away, they both were gasping for breaths and he lifted her chin with his forefinger and looked her in the eyes. "Even if I didn't show it, it was always about you," and slowly began to walk away, towards the car.
And I've done you so wrong
Treated you bad
Strung you along
Oh shame on myself
I don't know how I got so tangled up
Author's Note Three: Tangled by Maroon Five
Author's Note Four: I am not sure when I will be updating, some personal issues have aroused just a hour before I posted this. But I do hope soon and maybe what is going on will get my juices following
