The silence in the room was deafening. The four people stood in the penthouse living room, each one looking at the other three, wondering when the silence would end. Jason took in a deep breath. Deep down he knew this day would come. He knew he would have to face the truth and these three people. Now that it was here, he really didn't know what to say.
He looked over to where Lucky stood, noticing the anger and rage in his eyes. He was concerned of just what the man would do. Desperate men do desperate things, and Lucky fit that description right now to a tee. He mentally kicked himself for allowing the person before him anywhere near his son. He was no shining example of fatherhood, not by a long-shot. It wasn't just his controlling attitude, it was the whole package. He was domineering and possessive. He was careless and selfish. The man berated his wife, the one woman who should be cherished, in front of anyone who happened to be there. He treated Cameron like he was second-class because the boy was not really his. He couldn't grasp why anyone could do that to such a great kid. Cameron was a boy any father would be proud of, biological or not. Jason shook his head in disgust, thinking of the crap this idiot had pulled in the last year. Taking drugs, sleeping with Maxie and cheating on Elizabeth. On Elizabeth?! The dumbass had everything Jason ever dreamed of, but never thought could have, in the palm of his hands and he threw it away. For what? Pills and a little twit of a girl? When he had everything waiting for him at home? What kind of person does that?
He turned his attention to the woman standing across from him; the woman who he thought he had a shot at happiness with. She was not the woman he fell in love with. She was someone else entirely, and he didn't like who this person was at all. The guilt he had carried about her being shot ate at him for so long, and she held on to that guilt and used it to her advantage. When her past misdeeds came to life, Jason was shocked, to say the least, but he knew that it was different with him. After hearing that she had known about Jake for weeks and didn't say a word, only manipulated and schemed for him to admit it, made his trust for her disintegrate. Her obsession with having his child had gotten to a point where he truly feared for her sanity. While he'll always have guilt for the way things happened, he suddenly felt this weight lift off his chest. He realized that he was letting his guilt for what happened keep him with her, and that wasn't fair to either of them. He wanted her out of his life, and nowhere near his family.
He then set his eyes on her. The one woman who always seemed to be there. Even when they weren't talking to each other, all he needed was a nod or a smile, and he would be okay. Knowing that she was around and she was happy seemed to satisfy him for a time. Then after the whole Manny incident, she started becoming more and more entangled in his life. She was always around when he needed her, whether he knew it or not. The fact that she shredded evidence for him without blinking astounded him. He always knew that he had feelings for her, but he locked them away deep in his heart. He believed he never had a shot with her, and didn't deserve one. She was so much better than the kind of life he could give her. She deserved to be free. When she came to him that hot August night, she saved him. The first time they made love it was two people reaching out for comfort from each other. The other times were about them reconnecting. They both said it was only for that night, but deep down, he knew he wanted forever. He didn't know it at the time, but that night solidified his connection to this beautiful woman in the form of a child; their child, Jake. That beautiful baby will bond them together forever. That thought alone kept him sane during those months when he tried to stay way. He really did try. But after she inadvertently told him she loved him, the pull was too strong. The pull toward his family: Elizabeth, Cameron, and Jake. He knew that he wanted the whole package, and he wanted them forever. It wouldn't be out of obligation. It would be out of love; love for the little boy with curly hair and smile like his mommy; love for the baby who was created from the most magical night of his life; love for the woman who was always just out of his reach until now. Now was his chance, and he needed to speak up. He didn't want to mess this up this time. He needed to set the record straight, for everyone here.