A/N: Hey guys I'm really really really sorry for not updating… but you see school has started and I don't have much time… I apologize again and hope you like the next chapter…
Chapter 8
He was tired.
Exhausted.
Sick of feeling like this.
Sick of having feelings.
He wished he didn't. Wished he could just forget and move on. But he couldn't. And he couldn't do anything about it either.
So he learned how to pretend. Pretend he didn't care. That he wasn't hurt anymore.
But everyone could see beyond that.
He was smiling but everybody knew he was crying inside.
He was always busy, doing something so as to keep his mind distracted from the thought of her. The thought that was killing him.
But there was not point in it since she was always there, hunting him, when he was dreaming but also when he was awake.
He blamed her for that.
When he was coming back, returning from the others' camp he had made up his mind. He had accepted her decision and was going to respect it. After a while, he thought, the pain would ease and he would be able to move on.
But no.
She had made him suffer even more if that was possible.
She seemed to have regretted it. To be sorry for what she had done. The way she had looked at him right there before he kissed her was etched in his mind. He couldn't forget even if he wanted to.
Whenever he closed his eyes she was there. Her lips against his. Their tongues entwined together. Tasting each other.
The fact that she had kissed him back wasn't helping either. If she had just rejected him he would be hurt of course but he would be able to get past this.
But now…
Now that was impossible.
It was like she was doing it in purpose. Staring at him and him pretending he didn't know. Her trying to make small conversation and him trying to avoid her.
He didn't know what to do.
At night everyone would sit around the fire talking and laughing but not him. He would sit outside his tent with his small private fire.
And she would stare at him. Even when he looked up she kept looking at him, trying to read him. Trying to make him understand.
But he couldn't.
In the morning she would be the first one to wake. The first who would go and pick fruits for the others to eat. She was the one who would leave fruits outside his tent for him to eat.
But they didn't talk. She was scared and he was terrified.
She for hurting him and he for getting hurt.
And that was it.
The fifth day after their last talk and the feverous kiss he was sitting at the beach staring at the ocean. No one was hurt so he was free to do whatever he wanted. At least for now.
"Hey dude"
It was Hurley.
"Hey" he replied without looking up.
"Hey man"
And that was Charlie.
"Hey" he replied again.
They looked at each other, nodded and sat beside him, Hurley to his right and Charlie to his left.
They didn't speak for a while. Just stared at the ocean each thinking different thing. But Hurley was the one to interrupt their thoughts.
"So, dude, what's up with you and Kate?" he asked looking nervous, not sure if he should be asking him this.
Jack turned to look at him. He didn't say anything but turned again and kept looking at the ocean.
Charlie looked at Hurley as if saying "my turn".
"Are you, like, mad at her?" he asked really carefully trying not to get him upset.
Jack laughed at this and turned to look at him.
"Why would I be mad at Kate?" he asked still laughing finding the whole situation ridiculous.
"I mean, you guys don't talk anymore like you used to. Actually I haven't seen you talk to each other since you came back." continued Charlie hoping for the best.
"It just didn't happen. She didn't have time and neither did i. I don't really get what your problem is Charlie." Jack replied getting a little angry with him.
"My problem is that both you and Kate are like your cat just died. You're always so miserable and staring at nothing and completely in another world. It just seems to me that there's something wrong between you two and you are just too stupid and selfish to deal with it." Said Charlie trying in vain to make him talk.
"What happens between me and Kate is none of you busyness." He said obviously irritated and starting to get up and away from them.
"It is my busyness when it's me who listens to her crying every night." Said Charlie now yelling at him.
"What???" he asked surprised and now giving his full attention to his words.
"You heard me." Said Charlie. "I hear her sobbing every single day. And I thought that it was going to stop when you would be back. " he said shaking his head.
"What the hell are you talking about???" screamed Jack.
"Dude calm down" Hurley tried to reassure him.
"I won't calm down if you don't tell me what you're talking about" he continued yelling now furious with them.
"Well you see Jack when you were still at the others' camp she was a rack. She wasn't eating, drinking water or even sleep. Whenever we made her go to her tent to sleep she would always wake up with tears in her eyes screaming your name. She always said it was nothing and that she was okay but we knew better."
Jack was looking at him with pain in his eyes.
"She didn't want to break down. Not in front of us. She always tried to be strong but we could see through her. We just wondered when she was going to snap. So one day I followed her to where she seemed to be going every single night. I saw her going to a particular spot on the beach not too far from here but enough so as to not be heard. And what I saw broke my heart, Jack."
Jack couldn't say a word. He was speechless so he just waited for him to continue trying hard to keep the tears from pouring down his face.
"She dropped down, curled into a ball and started sobbing. I didn't know what to do. She was crying hysterically and I didn't know whether she wanted to be alone or not. So I left. And I preyed to god for you to come back."
A tear finally dropped down his face. He couldn't speak couldn't move couldn't do anything. Did she really care for him that much? Did she want him to come back so badly? Or it was just guilt for letting him behind? He didn't understand.
"I know what you think, Jack" said Charlie smiling at him. "That she was just feeling guilty for leaving you behind but you see there's something that doesn't fit. I thought that since you were back she'd stop crying and having nightmares and she did but only for 2 days. Then I saw her going to see you into the jungle and I also saw her coming out with tears streaming down her face. And then she started crying in her sleep again. But now she didn't call your name she just kept telling that she was sorry."
They didn't say anything. Just kept staring at each other.
"As you said before, Charlie continued, it is none of my busyness. All I have to tell you is that whatever she did to you she has definitely regretted it."
And with that he turned his back to him and started walking towards the opposite direction. After a while Hurley followed him.
And he was left alone. Confused, hurt and alone. Millions of thoughts were running through his head. "What should I do? Pretend I don't care? Go talk to her? Apologize to her? Make her tell me her feelings?"
He didn't have much time to think cause he saw her emerge from the jungle looking sad and skeptical. He started to think but decided that it would be better if he for once did what his heart told him and not his mind. And he did just that.
He walked up to her, looking at her straight in the eye. She was looking at him strangely. They hadn't talked for she didn't know how long and here he was approaching her like nothing was wrong.
When he reached her, before she had time to ask him what was going on, he grabbed the back of her neck and attached his lips to hers. She was stunned but didn't back off. After a while he wrapped his other hand around her bringing her closer. Their mouths opened and their tongues attacked each other. Her hands were holdind tightly his torso, not knowing what was going on but not wanting to stop. He kept kissing her, his tongue searching her mouth, his hands exploring her back , wanting never to let go. Her hands were holdind his cheeks and his were entangled in wild curls when they stopped to take a breath. Both of them had their eyes closed, foreheads touching each other. Kate was the first one to break the silence.
"Jack?" she asked quietly.
"Yeah" he said looking at her.
They just kept looking at each other, not knowing what to say but content at the moment.
"I'm sorry" he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.
Tears streamed down her face and she smiled at him.
"I'm not" she said smiling.
He laughed at this and took her mouth once again kissing her passionately.
They didn't know that the whole beach was watching them. They didn't know that everyone was smiling at them, happy for them, relieved that they finally made up.
Hurley and Charlie were standing in front of the others. Charlie turned around, looked at the losties and said:
"And that, my friends, is what we call love."
THE END
I know it sucked and I'm sorry for that. I didn't know how to continue this story so I decided to end it. I was really stuck about what to write next so forgive me for writing such lousy things… At least now that it's over you won't have to go through this again…LOL
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