How Could This Happen?
Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait! I had a really bad case of writer's block, and just as I got over it, my sister and her 2-year-old daughter came over, so I had to keep an eye on her for a little while. And then I had to practice my English Speech…which is supposed to be 8 minutes long at least and it's only 5! Uh-oh! Anyway, enough with my ranting. Thanks for the great reviews:
Angel Gemman: Thanks! Keep trying to write; that's what I'm doing. I wanna be a children's book writer, but every time I get an idea, I find out that its already been used!
BregoBeauty: Thanks for always reviewing my stories. I love your reviews! And, about the dumb statement…it's the company. What do you expect? But when it will happen…you'll just have to wait and see!
And if I got the car wrong, sorry! I just pulled a random car name out of the air!
Here's Chapter 6, hot off the presses!
Chapter 6: The Ride Home, Shopping, and the Pool
Lisa and Jackson got into the blue car and drove off.
"Nice car," Jackson said, smirking. "What kind is it?"
"Oh! Um, it's a 1997 Mitsubishi Gallant." Lisa said, thinking.
Jackson laughed. "I can't believe that you had to think about that! I mean, it is your car, right?"
Lisa glared at him. "Yes, it is. I've just never been asked that. The only time I asked that was when I went to buy it!"
Jackson laughed again. "Hey, calm down, Leese. It was just a joke. I didn't mean to make you mad."
Lisa sighed. "I know. It's just that I've been really stressed out lately. You know, with me almost getting shot, then you getting shot, and then getting attacked at the hospital…it's a little too much, a little to fast."
"I'm sorry." Jackson said. "If I weren't here, you wouldn't have to be going through all this trouble."
Lisa looked at him, surprised. Did Jackson Rippner just apologize? She thought. "Well, just so you know, I don't blame you." She said.
Jackson looked at her skeptically. "You don't?"
"No. I blame the company. You should never have had to go through this." Lisa said seriously. "You know what? This is kind of depressing me. Let's talk about something happy!"
Jackson laughed. "Ok, um…what's your favorite movie?" he asked.
"Josie and the Pussycats." She heard Jackson start laughing about that. "What?"
"Oh, nothing. I just can't believe that that's your favorite movie! It's a good movie, no argument there, but I never thought that it would be your favorite!"
"Fine, then! What's your favorite movie?" she asked him, annoyed.
"Oh, that's easy. Spaceballs, hands down. You can't get any better than that."
It was Lisa's turn to laugh. "Spaceballs? Spaceballs? You're kidding me, right? Please tell me you're kidding!"
"Um, no, I'm not kidding. And what's wrong with Spaceballs? It's funny!" Jackson exclaimed.
They spent the rest of the ride home arguing about the movies.
10 minutes later, they pulled up to Lisa's house.
Jackson whistled. The house had 3 stories, an outdoor pool, a balcony, what looked to be a three car garage, and a tower room. "Damn. Do you live here?"
"No, Jackson. I just drive to random houses and live in them for a while!" Lisa said, sarcastically.
"Sorry, sorry." Jackson said, putting his hands up. "Dumb question."
"Yeah, just a little." Lisa said, laughing. Then she walked over and grabbed his hand. "Come on, I'll show you around." Jackson had no choice but to follow.
After about a half hour, Lisa said, "And that's the house. Any questions?"
"Uh, yeah. Where did you say the bathroom was again?" Jackson asked.
Lisa rolled her eyes and laughed. "Down the hall and second door on your right."
"'Kay. Thanks." Jackson said, walking off.
Lisa just sat down on the couch.
When Jackson came back, Lisa jokingly said, "Feel better?"
"Much." Jackson said. "Now what?"
"Well…we could go swimming…" Lisa suggested.
"Not that I don't like the idea, but…I don't exactly have a swimsuit." Jackson said, embarrassed.
"Well, then, we'll just have to get you one!" Lisa said, eyes twinkling. She grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door. "Come on!"
Jackson griped and moaned the whole way there. "Why do I have to get a swimsuit? I don't need one!"
"Oh, really?" Lisa said, amused. "Then what are you going to use? Hmmm?"
"I'm sure I could think of something!" Jackson said in a last ditch effort.
Lisa just laughed. "Face it, Jackson. We're getting you a swimsuit."
Jackson smirked as they pulled into the parking lot of the mall. "What, are you going to make me?"
Lisa turned to him and didn't say anything. Then she leaned over and kissed him. He started to kiss her back, and could feel the smile spread on her face.
"Okay, okay, you win." He moaned. She pulled away, smiling.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Lisa said, smirking.
"That was dirty pool." Jackson said, sighing.
"Well, Jackson, you know what they say: All's fair in love and war." She said, smiling at him. "Now let's go."
Jackson walked with her to the swimsuit store. "Now, Jackson, choose whatever you want to wear."
"Whatever I want, huh?" Jackson said, smiling mischievously.
"Yes, but I only have one request." She said, kissing him.
"And that would be…?" Jackson said, smirking a bit. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to ask.
"No Speedos." She said quietly.
"Sorry, Leese, I didn't catch that. Could you say it a little louder?" Jackson asked innocently.
"No Speedos." She said a little louder.
"Sorry, Leese, still couldn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it?"
Her eyes shot daggers at him. She pulled his "NO SPEEDOS, DAMMIT!" She nearly yelled in his ear.
She smacked him for making her say it so loudly.
"OW! Hey, what was that for!" Jackson asked jokingly.
"You know damn well what for!" Lisa said, laughing. "Now, let's go get you a swimsuit!"
She pulled out some blue swim shorts. "These look good. Try them on!"
Jackson walked up to the dressing rooms. "Uh, can I go try these on?" he asked the man standing there. "Go ahead."
"Thanks." Jackson said, and walked in.
Lisa sat for about 5 minutes. When Jackson came back out, she said, "Well?"
"Well what?" Jackson asked her, smiling.
"Do they fit?" Lisa asked.
"Uh, yeah." Jackson asked.
"Okay, then, which one of them do you like the most?" She asked him.
"These ones." Jackson said, holding up a pair with white flames on them.
"Then these are the ones we'll get!" Lisa said, smiling.
As they walked out of the mall, Lisa said, "See, now that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"I can't believe you made me do that!" Jackson said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, look on the bright side: Now, the only person who will see you in that is me!"
When they got home, Lisa said, "Get changed into your suit! We're going swimming! I mean, unless you actually want to spend 100 degree weather inside."
"No, no, I think I'll swim." Jackson said, laughing.
Lisa laughed with him, and said, "Okay, I'll meet you outside."
Lisa was swimming a few laps in the pool when Jackson came out. She laughed. "It looks good, Jackson!"
"Thanks." Jackson said.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Come on in! The water's fine!" Lisa said, treading water.
Jackson smiled. "Okay, but you might wanna move."
"What? Why?" Lisa asked, confused.
"Because," Jackson began, "I'm jumping off the diving board!"
Lisa quickly moved out of the way.
Jackson jumped off the diving board and did a front flip.
Lisa waited for him to come up, but when he didn't, she was worried.
Suddenly, she saw him float to the surface face down.
"Jackson!" She yelled, grabbing him out of the water and pulling him to the cement. She felt for a pulse. There was one, but it was faint.
She leaned down and started giving him mouth to mouth. She was so focused on reviving him that she didn't see his hand creeping up slowly. On the third try, he grabbed her head and gave her a passionate kiss. She started to kiss him back, and then she smacked him.
"That wasn't funny!" She said, trying to keep a straight face.
"Yes, it was…admit it!" Jackson said, laughing.
"The last part was, but the first part…don't do that again, Jackson. I was really scared! I thought that I had lost you!" She said the last part quietly.
Jackson hugged her. "Hey, don't worry, Leese. I don't go down that easily." He kissed her. "I will never leave you, Leese. I love you."
Lisa smiled. "I love you, too, Jackson. Now, are we going to finish our swim or what?"
Jackson laughed and jumped in.
Lisa gracefully walked down the steps into the pool, because, after all, she was pregnant.
They spent the rest of the day in the pool. When they were done, Lisa looked at her watch. "Aw, shit! It's almost 10:00!"
Jackson looked at her, confused. "So?"
"So," Lisa began, exasperated, "I have to get up at 6 tomorrow! For my job!"
Jackson looked at her. "Lisa, I know this may seem a little crazy, but…do you really want to go to work tomorrow? I mean, look at what's happened to us this past week. By going to work, you could be putting yourself and the baby in check. You guys could be hurt. I don't want you to be. I want to grow old with you, Leese."
"Well, you know what, Jackson? So do I. One sec."
She called the hotel on her cell phone.
"Lux Atlantic Resort, this is Cynthia."
Lisa sighed with relief and said, "Hey Cynthia, do you remember when I asked if I could have a long vacation for about…oh, I don't know…a year or so?"
"Yeah." Cynthia said. "Why?"
"Um, because, since I'm the manager, I'm taking that now. You know why, Cynthia. Call me on my cell phone only if there's a problem. I'll try to solve it via phone."
"Okay, Lisa. I'll miss you. But now that I finally understand this computer system, I don't think that I'll be deleting anyone's reservations anytime soon."
Lisa couldn't help smiling at that. "Well, that's good. Look, I have to go, but I'll see you next year."
"Okay. Bye Lisa."
"Byebye, Cynthia."
She hung up the phone and turned to Jackson. "Feel better?"
"Much." Jackson said, yawning. "Now what do you say we hit the sack? I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sleepy."
Lisa smiled and kissed him. "Okay, let's go to bed."
That night, they slept in the same bed, with their arms around each other, completely aware of it this time, and not a care in the world.
Little did they know what would happen next…
TBC…
I know! Evil cliffie! I've never typed a chapter this long. 7 pages! Dang! Anyway, I'll update when I can, and in the meantime, keep those reviews (and flames) coming!
Tomriddlesgurl
P.S. I just thought that I would recommend some funny parodies that I've read recently. Here they are:
Whose Red Eye Is It Anyway?
And
Flight 1019 By Reservation Only