Theories Part Seven
Complications
By Jena Rink!
Josie was in a bad mood. Vaughn hadn't spoken to her in the two months she'd been back, save for showing her where her office was. And it had been a bad day; failed tests, and her and Vaughn's combined bad attitudes. She wanted to punch something. And she still had one more meeting.
"You're late…"Victor reminded her, as she sat down between Marshall and Z, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"So, anything new?" Z asked tired.
There had been nothing. And Corrine and her had spent ever free moment looking for Lucas. Corrine just voiced Josie's thoughts.
"No…nothing….this may sound repetitive, but therre's no record of anything…"she paused, "Just like when Josie….we couldn't find her anywhere in history…"
"Which points to us thinking that Lucas is in an alternate timeline…just like I was…"Josie interjected, and Vaughn snorted. She glared at him.
"Anything you feel like sharing? Or are you just going to sit there and brood? I feel it's contributing to finding Lucas a lot…Vaughn…"Josie said viciously.
"It's obvious he's in an alternate timeline…"Vaughn shot back,"We already knew that…"
"I really don't see how you're helping the situation….heard you were like this when I disappeared…you obviously haven't grown up a lot since then…"
"As opposed to you?" Vaughn laughed,"You haven't found anything!" Vaughn said. Josie slammed her cup down, and got up.
"I really can't talk about this anymore….it's eating away at me…"she got up, and Marshall tried to follow her.
"Josie, you don't have to be strong…"Marshall started, and her lips thinned.
"Yeah Josie, why don't you just run away?" Vaughn questioned, his voice oddly cold. She froze, and didn't turn to face him.
"Maybe if someone had followed me the first time I wouldn't have run away…"Josie said softly, and Marshall sighed.
"I'm just going to take a guess that this isn't about Lucas anymore…"Marshall observed, and Josie walked out the door, closing it behind her so hard that it rattled on it's hinges.
Surprisingly, Vaughn followed her.
"Maybe we…"
"Just give them a few minutes Corrine…they need to talk this out…"Marshall said, and sat down next to her.
"Why are you following me?"she spunt around, and glared at him, her hands on her hips. She was crying. He didn't say anything, but he grabbed her shoulders, pushing her against the wall. She flinched.
"Why are you so angry?"he asked her, and she tried to shake out of his grip.
"Why are you?"she fired back.
"You run away the second things get too hard! Just like you did with me!" she rolled her eyes.
"I'm not getting into this with you right now…"she tried to move again, and he held her in place.
"Let GO of me…"she said softly. His eyes were boring holes into hers, and she shivered.
She had no way of realizing what would happen next. He kissed her harsly, his arms dropping to her waist. Her arms dropped in shock, but then came to rest around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Her legs felt weak. The damn of emotionis that had been kept inside her for six years was staring to fall down, and she broke away from him, both of them panting, resting her forehead against his.
"What, was tha-"she started shakily, and he kissed her again. She forgot was she was thinking, and leant into it, closing her eyes. Time didn't have any meaning to her at that moment, it was as if they were 18 again in her room at Blake Holsey.
Time came back to her when they heard a yell. She shot apart from Vaughn, and stared down the hallway at Marshall, who was about thirty feet away, his eyes wide with shock. She looked over at Vaughn, their eyes locking, and he walked off down the hallway, Josie and Marshall staring after him.
"Marshall, I should really…."he cut her off.
"How long has that…."
"You're as shocked as I am...I should follow…don't tell okay….I know that's gonna be hard…but I need…sorry…"she took off after Vaughn, Marshall staring after them, perplexed.
"Why is it always me?" he wondered softly. Why was he always the secret guy?
Twenty minutes into her search, she ended up in front of Vaughn's office door, her hand resting on the knob tentatively. What the hell had just happened? She started to open the door, and closed it behind her. It was pitch black, but she didn't have much time to think about that, because Vaughn pressed her against the door, his lips fused to hers again.
She ignored the severe wrongness of the situation, gasping slightly as he kissed her neck, and pulled his lips back towards hers. Josie ignored the voice in her head, threw caution to the winds, and kissed him back, shutting her eyes firmly. She stayed until she had two hickies, her lips were swollen, and her hair was a rat's nest. They were on a large couch, and she sat up, looking at him. He didn't meet her eyes, pulling his shirt back over his head.
"We need to talk to Marshall…"Vaughn said simply, and Josie frowned.
"We?"she questioned, and he ran his fingers through his hair, glancing over at her.
"I'll see you tonight at Marshall's…"he got up, and left the room, Josie still sitting there, her fingers running over her lips lightly.
Josie approached the house cautiously. Corrine had invited them all over, excited to show everyone their finally remodeled house. Of course, she couldn't say no. Earlier, she'd snuck back into Z's house, taken a long shower, and gotten ready, brushing her teeth and scrubbing her face vigourously. She still felt like she'd committed some sort of crime. She range the doorbell, and wrung her hands until Corrine opened the door.
"Hey, Josie!" Corrine said brightly, and opened the door fully, letting her in. Marshall, Vaughn, and Z were on the couch, while Sarah and Victor sat on the loveseat beside it, enjoying drinks and small talk. They all looked up when she entered.
"Hi…"Josie said, forcing a smile, and followed Corrine into the kitchen, leaning against the counter.
"How are you?" Corrine asked immedietly, and Josie shrugged, grabbing the drink that was handed to her and taking a long sip.
"I'm okay…I've calmed down a little I guess…"
"Did you talk?" Corrine ventured, and Josie snorted, her anger returning.
"We yelled….he's such a hard headed son of a bi-"Marshall opened the door, and she shut her mouth, taking another sip.
"Hey…"he kissed Corrine on the cheek, and she smiled softly,"Josie, can I talk to you outside for a second?"
"Sure…Corrine I'll be right back, okay?"she nodded, and Josie followed Marshall outside. Corrine frowned. They weren't telling her something.
"Corrine knows something's going on…"Josie noted, as they went onto the deck and leant against the railing.
"She made the face…"Marshall confirmed,"Josie, do you really want me to keep this from her?"
"Please…he said we were going to talk to you together, and of course it ended up being just me…but…"
"He talked to you?"
"That's all he said.."Josie remarked dryly, and Marshall noticed Vaughn in the doorway.
"I won't tell her Jose…but you're going to have to eventually.."he sqeezed her shoulder gently, and walked past her,"But I think Vaughn might want to talk…"he paused,"JUST talk.."he added. He closed the door as Vaughn walked towards her, and stood next to her. She took a deep breath, and glanced over at him.
"Are we going to talk about.."he shook his head, putting his arm on hers and pulling her towards him,"Vaughn…"he kissed her softly, and she steadied herself against the railing, kissing him back gently.
"Please talk to me.."she said, her hand on his cheek, and he backed off, staring at the door.
"Dinner's probably ready.."he said, and she frowned, watching him enter the house. She did a second later, and took a seat next to him at the table. This was going to be awkward.
Okay, that's the end of this chapter.
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And here's a sneak peak of what's in the distant future for this story….
(You're not going to understand a word of this…I really just want to confuse you….LOL)
For some reason she couldn't leave him. She sat by his bed all night, his hand firmly in hers, her thumb rubbing across his palm lazily as she gazed at his face. This was so unfair. She'd unlocked the door, raised the blinds, and gotten ready to leave hours ago. And she couldn't force herself to move, despite the risks. And then the door opened.
"Who are-"her head snapped up, and he sighed,"Hey-"he added softly.
"Lucas.."she said simply. He didn't know. But that didn't mean he couldn't find out.
"What are you doing here?"he asked her, and she glanced back at him.
"He was all alone…someone had to come.."she responded, her hand still on Vaughn's.
"That was really…thanks…"Lucas responded lamely, and sat next to her, putting his hand on her shoulder gently. She tensed up.
"You okay?"he questioned lightly.
"I'm fine…"she said uncertainly, and met his eyes. He hugged her, and she fought back tears. This was ripping her in two. And she couldn't say a thing. Especially with…
"The doctor's say he's gonna be fine…we just have to keep an eye on him.."she bitt her lip, and glanced down at him again.
"Then we will…"she said, and closed her eyes tightly when Lucas kissed her, leaning into it. It felt foreign to feel something. Anything. He got up, and she followed.
I'm gonna go and talk to the nurse about getting him back home…you've got my morning classes, right?"she nodded vaguely, and hugged him again, maybe a little too tightly. He frowned.
"Josie?"she forced a smile, holding back the damn of tears that had welled up inside of her.
"I'll see you later.."she said quietly, and he nodded, confused.
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