THE HOTEL IN THE BAR.
"Parker, we should go back to our room," Jarod tried a second time. Miss Parker just shook her head, laughing at him.
"I like it here!" ¤¤¤ Hotel room is boring!! ¤¤¤
"Yeah sure you do, but it's late..." Jarod sighed as he saw Miss Parker swallow her drink in one big gulp. He shook his head slowly, but couldn't help but smile. ¤¤¤ Wow! I've never seen her like this before. ¤¤¤
"Parker..."
"No! You're the one who talked me into it in the first place, I like this, I want to dance!" ¤¤¤ Please don't ruin this, it's fun! ¤¤¤
Jarod chuckled. "You're drunk, you really should get back..." he said with a smile. ¤¤¤ She wants to dance? This is just too weird. ¤¤¤
Instead of answering, Miss Parker got up on her feet, doing her best to ignore the aching in her foot. She dragged Jarod with her to the dance floor. He smiled as he saw the people stare at him with looks of envy. It was a strange feeling, he had never felt anything like it before, but he really enjoyed it. His smile grew bigger as Miss Parker wrapped her arms around him. She smiled back at him. The genuine happiness in it almost shocked him. He had never seen her smile like that, not since they were kids. ¤¤¤ This is so great! ¤¤¤
"C'mon! You know how to dance don't you?" Miss Parker said cheerily. ¤¤¤ I love this! It's greeeeat! ¤¤¤
"Yes, I'm not a complete idiot you know."
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By now it was really late and even Miss Parker started to get tired. Together they walked up to one of the couches and collapsed into it."Wow," Jarod mumbled. ¤¤¤ She is amazing! ¤¤¤
Miss Parker just smiled dumbly.
"Thank you for talking me into this, I've never had this much fun in a long time!" she said after a while of silence.
"Me neither! But what do you say about going back to..." Jarod started but was cut off as Miss Parker kissed him. ¤¤¤ Oh god! ¤¤¤ Jarod was shocked. He didn't know what to do. When he was able to think clearly again, he backed away from her, pushing her away as she tried to move closer to him. ¤¤¤ Shit! Why did I do that!? ¤¤¤
"Don't push me away! I want you Jarod!" ¤¤¤ I really do! ¤¤¤ "Make love to me..."
"No Parker... this is not the right time... you're..." he was cut off a second time as Miss Parker literally threw herself over him. ¤¤¤ I said yes! And I mean it! I know you want it too... ¤¤¤
"Stop it!" Jarod demanded. He pushed her away, this time by using more strength, then he got up on his feet. Miss Parker started at him with a look that made Jarod feel extremely guilty. ¤¤¤ I'm so sorry, there's nothing I would want more, but I can't... not now, please understand... ¤¤¤
Miss Parker continued to stare at him. How could he do this? Didn't he want her? She had been sure he would like it. Why would he do this? ¤¤¤ Maybe I was wrong... no... Jarod, what did I do wrong? Please, like me... ¤¤¤
There was a long silence. Suddenly Miss Parker got up on her feet and left Jarod staring after her. He sat down in the couch, sighing miserably. Of course he never wanted to hurt her by pushing her away, but he didn't want her to do something she would regret later. It just wasn't right. ¤¤¤ Why can I never do anything right? ¤¤¤
Jarod was brought back from his thoughts as he heard Miss Parker laughing. He looked around and saw her with another man. She had her arms around his neck, and his hands were all over her. Jarod felt the anger grow inside of him. He got up on his feet and walked up to them.
"I'm sorry, may I borrow my girlfriend for a while?" he asked sweetly. ¤¤¤ Take your hands off her you bastard! ¤¤¤ The man gave him an uncomfortable look and let go of Miss Parker.
"I'm sorry, let's go back and get some rest," Jarod didn't wait for her reply. He took hold of her hand and started to walk. Miss Parker didn't have a choice but to follow.
LATER. THE HOTEL ROOM.
"No, Parker... listen to me," Jarod demanded. Miss Parker rolled over to her back, opening her eyes. Jarod made himself comfortable next to her in the bed.
"I'm sorry if you misinterpreted me, I just don't want you to do something you will regret."
"But I won't..." Miss Parker whined. ¤¤¤ Please, this is the only time I dare to tell you... ¤¤¤
"You're drunk Parker," Jarod stated with a sigh.
"I don't wanna talk." ¤¤¤ Why do you do this to me? ¤¤¤
"Okay, I just want you to know that I didn't do this because I don't like you. You'll understand tomorrow... go to sleep now," Jarod said gently. He took hold of the quilt and placed it over Miss Parker, tucking her in.
Miss Parker watched him with sad eyes. ¤¤¤ I wish I could believe you. ¤¤¤
"I'm sorry honey," Jarod leaned in to place a soft kiss on her forehead. Then he switched off the lights. ¤¤¤ I have to make this right, I can't loose her now... ¤¤¤
NEXT MORNING.
Miss Parker slowly opened her eyes. She moaned as she realized she had a headache. ¤¤¤ Oh no... what have a done to get a headache like this? ¤¤¤
She turned around to see if Jarod was awake. Immediately when she saw his sleeping form, she remembered yesterday. ¤¤¤ That's why. ¤¤¤ She gasped. She couldn't believe it, had she really said all that? Miss Parker was shocked. What was she going to tell him? What if he realized she really wanted that... to sleep with him... she would rather die than to admit a thing like that. It was bad enough already, she had said and done all too much. And like it couldn't get any worse, she had gotten drunk and told him the craziest things! She just couldn't believe it! ¤¤¤ Holy shit! This is embarrassing! ¤¤¤ She gave Jarod a second look before she got out of the bed, thinking she could need a shower. She really had to get away from him before he woke up. As she put her feet on the floor, a sudden pain shot through her left leg. She collapsed on the bed, clutching her foot. She sighed, of course this would happen. How could she have been so stupid? Dancing wasn't the smartest thing to do with a hurt foot. She whimpered.
"Parker, are you alright? I'm sorry about yesterday, I should have stopped you from drinking that much, but you were having so much fun..."
"It wasn't your fault..." Miss Parker mumbled. ¤¤¤ Damn! Why did he have to be awake? ¤¤¤
"You understand now, don't you?"
Miss Parker just nodded. ¤¤¤ Of course I do. ¤¤¤
There was a silence.
"Did... did you mean it? Those things you said?" Jarod asked warily, praying she would be honest. He watched Miss Parker closely. She swallowed hard, looking down at her lap. ¤¤¤ Don't lie... please god, don't let her lie... ¤¤¤
"Parker?"
"No, I was drunk... just forget it," Miss Parker finally said. She struggled to hide the tears that were threatening to fall. She just couldn't tell him the truth now, it was too embarrassing.
Jarod didn't say anything. "I just wanted to know..." he said. "I was hoping you would say yes, but I understand," he finished in a low voice. ¤¤¤ Why Parker? Why? ¤¤¤
Miss Parker turned her head to look at him. She couldn't hold back the tears any longer. Why did she say that? Why did she have to hurt him all the time? God, if she had just told him... would it have been so hard to say a 'yes'?
"It's okay honey... don't cry..." Jarod whispered. He watched her, knowing that she had a really hard time dealing with her emotions. He just wished she didn't have to be so afraid. Carefully he placed his arms around her, pulling her tense body close to his. Miss Parker started to cry even more. She couldn't believe he was so nice to her, after what she'd just said. It didn't seem to matter what she did, he was always there for her if she needed him.
"You don't have to tell me anything, it's okay," Jarod soothed. Miss Parker relaxed and let him hold her. She leaned her head against his chest, putting her arms around him to feel close.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. ¤¤¤ I understand if you hate me, it's my fault... all of it. ¤¤¤
"It's okay," Jarod repeated.
"No, it's not okay! I can't go on like this!" ¤¤¤ How can you say that it is okay? I'm dying here! ¤¤¤
"Give yourself some time..."
Miss Parker didn't say anything more. She curled up in a tight ball, letting her head slip down Jarod's chest, so it was resting in his lap. Jarod watched her with sad eyes. He hadn't thought it would affect her that much. Now he really understood how hard it was for her, that keeping her feelings inside of her was slowly killing her. ¤¤¤ Poor Parker, I have to help her... there must be something I can do... ¤¤¤ He had to come up with a way to make her open up; this couldn't go on much longer. He hated to see her in this pain. He slowly let his fingers run through her hair, letting her know he was there.
Miss Parker closed her eyes. She loved to feel the touch of his fingers in her hair. She snivelled softly, trying to control her weeping. No matter how hard she tried, new tears filled her eyes. She gave up. She wished it could always be like this, the closeness they shared was the most wonderful thing she'd ever experienced. She loved him so much, they belonged together... she had realized that a long time ago.
Everything was up to her now; she could ruin everything by pushing him away. Or she could let him know, and they would be together forever. She didn't want anything more than to tell him everything. But it was so hard. What if she would loose him? Like she'd lost everyone else that she had cared about? She knew that if she lost Jarod, she would die... there was no way she could bear another loss like that.
"What if they'll take you away from me?" she managed to ask. Her voice was just only above a whisper.
"Oh Parker... I will never leave you, no matter what happens we will always be together, I won't let anything come between us," Jarod whispered. ¤¤¤ The Centre will never hurt you again, I promise. ¤¤¤
"I don't wanna loose you." ¤¤¤ Don't leave me... ¤¤¤
"You won't, it's okay..." Jarod comforted. ¤¤¤ I'll kill them all if I have to! ¤¤¤
Deep down, Miss Parker knew he was right; she just needed him to say it. She knew they shared a bound stronger than anything else. She had to let him know... he really deserved it... She tried to say the words silently. It sounded so good. She kept repeating it in her mind over and over again. It was now or never. Miss Parker suddenly felt nervous. Was she really ready to confess? What if something would go wrong? As if Jarod knew what she was thinking, he bent down and gently kissed her cheek. ¤¤¤ Just say it, you will feel a lot better... ¤¤¤ His lips lingered for a wile, and when he straightened again, his hands were still caressing her face.
Miss Parker swallowed hard; she opened her mouth to speak. The words only came out as a trembling whisper, but she knew Jarod heard her. She could feel it as he lifted her up and held her in a tight embrace. Miss Parker made a small smile. ¤¤¤ Oh god, I did it!! ¤¤¤ She repeated the three magical words a second time, this time louder...
"I love you..."
TBC????
AN: I thought of ending it here, but if anyone wants more, let me know and I'll continue!!