"Unhinged"

Part Three

"The one and only," Jamie replied stepping even further into the light. His eyes blood shot. His hair longer and messier than he usually wore it. No smile lifted his mouth, only a frown turned his chapped lips downward.

"Why are all the lights off?" Jude asked as she glanced curiously at her long time friend. Her heart still thumping about her chest as if trying to escape. All thoughts of Tommy vanished the moment she realized someone was hiding behind the stairs. No matter how many practical jokes Tommy played on her he would never use one of her long-time fears against her that way. For a moment before Jamie stepped out Jude had felt danger roll through her veins. Boy were her instincts off. Jamie was the last person to be scared of.

"Just felt like sitting in the dark."

"Since when?"

Jamie glanced nervously about the room before looking back over to Jude. "Since I felt like it, okay?"

Jude's eyebrows shot up at the snappish tone in his voice. "Uh-yeah sure." Stepping back she turned and walked over to the light-switch before flicking it on. "What are you doing here?"

His eyes narrowed in rising anger as he stared at the back of Jude's head, taking in not for the first time her short haircut. She looked so good it was sinful. How could he want her and want her to pay at the same time? Nothing had ever been fair. Part of him wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around her and kiss her like neither of them had been before…while the other part wanted nothing more than to rip the knife out of his back and pierce Jude's heart. The same was she had ruined him. "Since when do I need a reason?"

Jude slowly turned to face Jamie. He was acting so strange, she had never seen him so un-kept before. "You don't. I'm just curious is all." Tilting her head to the side she stared at him with open curiosity. "Is something wrong Jamie?"

He laughed without humor before answering. "Wow Jude your blondness is really starting to show."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Jamie smiled evilly as his eyes darkened a shade that made Jude feel more than uncomfortable. "Oh I don't know. How about I spell it out for you." Pulling his right hand out of his pocket he ran it roughly through his unwashed hair. "what could possibly be wrong with me? Jamie Andrews boy wonder. Boy who supposedly has it all! Boy who is smart, funny, always the good guy. Always the first to be shit on!"

Jude winced at the anger in her best friends voice. Unconsciously she took a few steps backwards away from Jamie. His eyes followed her movement and he proceeded to fill the gap and step closer to her. She shot him a questioning glance but was rewarded with a glare that shot chills straight up her spine. "Something happen at work?" she questioned nervously in hopes of erasing the scary glint he stared her down with.

"Yeah. I had to watch you and Tommy going at it all damn day."

"Going at it?" Jude asked on a humorless laugh. Never in her life had she feared her best friend. Never until this moment. Jamie reeked not only of alcohol but a danger that she had never seen in him before.

Pausing a breath away from his girl Jamie shoved his hand back into his pocket to keep from reaching out and touching her soft skin. "Everyday all you two do is kiss in the studio. Or I have to hear everyone going on and on about how fucking perfect you guys are. It's disgusting!"

His breath smelt heavily of alcohol, unable to decipher exactly what Jamie had been drinking Jude stared up at her friend in growing concern. He never drank, he was always scolding her whenever he heard another "Drunken Jude report" on the entertainment shows. "I'm sorry." she whispered. Jamie laughed down at her. The stench of his breath hitting her face caused her stomach to revolt. His laughter turned bitter seconds later before taking on a tone Jude found scary.

Jamie stared down at his girl as all her emotions flashed within the depths of her big blue eyes. She went from curious to scared in seconds. He never knew what it felt like to be turned on by the thought of someone being scared of him before. The urge to touch her became so intense he pulled his sweaty hands from his pockets and gently touched a hand to both her cheeks. "You have the softest skin I've ever felt," his words hushed as his eyes closed in pure bliss. "I've dreamt about touching you since I was a boy."

"Jamie?" Jude's voice cracked as his fingers tightened against her cheeks. "What are you doing?"

"I remember the day you were no longer just my friend…" Jamie spoke as if he hadn't heard her question. "we were about eleven, summertime… I came over to your house like I did everyday," his eyes opened slowly. Pinning her with a look she had never seen before. He continued. "neither of us had a pool so we would set up the sprinklers in your front yard and run through it to cool off."

"I remember."

"This year was different. You had changed. You were no longer a little girl, this year you were developing and it took me but two seconds to see the change." Jamie's fingers trailed lazy circles against her cheeks. "you came outside that day wearing gym shorts over your bathing suit. Without thinking you slowly slid them off. I couldn't keep my eyes off of you as you slowly revealed your black one-piece suit." His eyes clouded over with lust. Jude watched in horrified fascination as danger lurked behind his desire. "after a while I knew things were about to change between us…my gaze kept trailing over your legs as you ran through the water. I wanted to lick the droplets away…." Jamie paused to purposefully run his tongue against his chapped lips. Jude's eyes followed the movement and felt a wave of nausea overtake her body.

"What are you doing?" she asked fearfully.

Jamie smirked as he pressed the tips of his nails into her skin, instantly rewarded when she winced from the sting. "Now now don't interrupt." scolding her like he always had over the years Jamie pressed his fingers deeper into the plumpness of Jude's cheeks. "what I remember most about that day was the soft curves of your breasts. Still small enough not to need a bra yet big enough to fill my dreams with the sweetest of fantasies. I watched mesmerized as your nipples hardened beneath the thin layered suit. You had no clue what your maturing body did to me. But from that day on I never saw you the same again." The floor beneath Jude felt as if it were sinking in. This night was slowly turning into a nightmare as her suppose-to-be best friend described in great detail the year her body changed from girl to "woman."

"The pressure in my swim trunks had been building all day by that point. Watching the water run down the top of your suit I could think of nothing else but attaching my tongue to them and sucking them off… a slow lazy trail all the way down until I could wrap my lips around your nipples. Suckling your small breasts fully into my mouth. Pleasing you the way your soft body deserved. Mmmm. I grew so hard I came right there on your front lawn. My first time ever experiencing anything like that."

Jude gasped in disgust. Reaching up she pushed Jamie away roughly. As he fought to hold his balance she escaped to the other side of the room. Her cheeks stung from the marks of his nails. Her heart beat rapidly against her chest threatening to burst forth. Her mind raced with so many thoughts she couldn't decide where to begin. "You-you," her voice shook in growing anger and panic, "You bastard! What the hell is your problem!" Jamie shrugged in good humor as Jude ran her shaking hands through her hair. "Oh my God! What the hell?! God… you fucking pervert!"

To be continued...