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Goodnight and Go - Part Two
Written by: Amalea
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Lilly hesitantly approached the door and after taking one last deep breath she raised her hand to knock. The three, quick taps on the door caused Jackson to jump up immediately. Looking alarmed as he stared at the window, he tried to make out the figure in the dark.
After realizing it was Lilly, he relaxed and moved to open the door.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that. I just kind of changed my mind. It was cold... I decided the beach wasn't really a great place to hang out at night, and since you had offered I decided to come here. If it's not OK anymore, I can leave. Yeah, it was stupid of me to come. I'll just go home, tell Miley I came by. I'm really, rea-" Lilly blurted out apologetically before a hand clasped over her mouth.
"Lilly. Stop," Jackson said and removed his hand, "You practically live here anyway; it's not a problem. What's your deal?"
At that he walked to the kitchen to get something to drink. "Want anything?" he called back to Lilly who was still standing by the door, her face hot where Jackson had touched it.
"Uh, what do you have?" she asked and walked to the couch where she sat, feeling more and more awkward by the second, as close to the end as possible.
"Pretty much anything as far as drinks go," Jackson said as he searched through the fridge, "We have some brownies as well. They're really good. Interested?"
Lilly, whose mind was quite involved with other thoughts, had not fully heard what Jackson had said. "Interested?" she choked out, "Interested in what?"
"Brownies, seriously, earth to Lilly? You've been out of it today. Are you sure you're all right? I mean, not that you're completely normal any other time."
"Ha. Yeah, and you are," Lilly responded, trying to act normally. "But yes, I'd like a brownie," she added, "and water."
Jackson walked back from the kitchen carrying two bottles of water and a plate holding five brownies.
"Five?" Lilly questioned.
"That's right. Four for me, one for you." Jackson said with a grin.
Lilly, slightly more comfortable now, grabbed a brownie and repositioned herself more comfortably on the couch. Jackson took a seat next to her and glanced down at his watch.
"9 o'clock. Miley probably won't be home for a while. You know those parties she goes to... There's a horror movie marathon on," Jackson made a small motion to the TV, "Wanna watch?"
Without much thought, Lilly nodded, and finished off the brownie she held in her hand. Lilly was indifferent to the watching of horror movies, though she was easily scared, they still entertained her. "Those brownies are amazing."
"Thanks. I made them last night," Jackson stated proudly, before another signature grin broke out on his face, noting a trail of chocolate crumbs near her mouth he added, "I guess you look good in everything you eat?"
Lilly felt her entire body burn with embarrassment as she quickly wiped her mouth. "Thanks," she said briefly, and then leaned back on the sofa willing herself to disappear as the movie began.
"No problem," Jackson said happily, also relaxing into the sofa to enjoy the film.
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Darkness poured over the scene as the female victim ran through the deserted streets, knowing she faced grave danger. She turned quickly into an alley and hid silently behind a dumpster. Her breathing calmed slightly, but the somber music intensified coming to a crescendo when suddenly a disfigured male jumped out wielding a glimmering silver blade.
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Lilly shrieked with surprise and found herself with her face buried in Jackson's shoulder, unable to watch the rest of the gruesome scene. Jackson chuckled to himself and Lilly groaned. "Is it over?" she questioned in a muffled voice.
"Yeah," Jackson said, now laughing, "Come on, it was not that scary."
"Sure, maybe not for you!" Lilly responded heatedly.
"Oh, calm down, it's just a movie," Jackson said soothingly and patted her head lightly, "There, there little Lilly, it'll be alright."
Lilly, who although totally freaked out by the movie, felt utter content at being so close to Jackson and would have enjoyed staying just as she was for the duration of the night, now once again wished she could disappear. "Little Lilly?" she thought to herself, "So, he does still see me as his little sister's silly little friend." Little was exactly how she felt.
In the distance there was a faint ringing.
"That's my cell phone, I must have left it in my room. Back in a minute," he said and took off up the stairs.
After he was gone, Lilly fell into the couch and felt like crying. "I have to get out of here," she muttered to herself. Not wanting to deal with Jackson again, she decided to leave him a note.
Pulling out a small notebook from her purse, she quickly scribbled:
"Jackson,
Why can't you see it? Why don't you understand? We'd be good-"
She paused a minute and scratched out the last part. Continuing, she wrote:
"We'd be GREAT together.
Love,
Lilly."
Feeling absolutely foolish by the absurdity of it all, she quickly tore out the page crumpled it up and threw it into her purse.
She began a new note:
"Jackson,
had to get home. sorry to rush out.
tell Miley to call me.
-Lilly"
Leaving the note on the table, she got up and hurried out the back door as quietly as she could.
As she walked the short distance home, she was quite unaware that a small, crumpled piece of paper she believed was in her purse lay at the foot of the Stewart's couch. Of course, her ignorance to the situation at hand may have been a good thing. Had she known that her deepest, most secret feelings were lying crumpled up on the Stewart's living room floor, the only logical options for any teenage girl in her predicament would've been to move or commit suicide. Either way, it wouldn't be good.
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A/N: Dun dun dun. What will happen next? Find out in the next installment offfff...
haha, so how was that? OK? Good? Awful? Did it make you want to burn your eyes out? I kid. I mean, hopefully it didn't. PS: I don't condone suicide, that was just a little humor there at the end, which hopefully everyone caught. And I apologize profusely for the horror movie scene. I am not a horror writer; therefore, if it was absolutely horrible, I cannot be blamed. P Thanks for the reviews thus far!! I truly appreciate it. Keep up the good work. Part Three will be on its way in the near future.