The past is gone, the present a gift and the future a mystery. Well, the only thing good about my present now is that I get to see Donna, again. I feel like a stalker because when I saw her, I just stared. She luckily didn't notice. I tried to look away but then the craziest thing happened. She turned and looked at me. It's like a year passed as we had this staring contest.
Then we're interrupted, ''hey, pretty boy,'' a voice annoyingly called from the crowd.
I didn't break my stare but someone blocked my view.
''What are you doing?'' I say trying to look around him.
''We need to talk, pretty boy.''
I glanced at him, its Kim's boyfriend. He had a serious look along with a drink in his hand.
I sigh, ''what is it?''
''You better keep your naughty hands of Kin.''
''You mean Kim?'' I correct.
''Same difference... my stomach feels-''
He didn't get to finish because he ran to the nearest trash can vomiting in it. I roll my eyes and look back to where Donna was. I start to make my way through crowd, searching for her. Then she appeared in front of me, her usually tan and beautiful face, pale. She was about a foot away from me and the silence was killing me.
''H-hey, Jack,'' she mumbles.
I smirk, ''how ya been?''
She looks down, ''lonely... miserable, you?''
I was about to answer but instead I try to pull her into a hug but she backed away. I frowned while she glances at me then at the ground.
''Jack... I don't deserve you and you need you forget about me, please Jack.'' She says, near to tears.
''I don't understand... why did you break up with me?''
She shakes her head and runs from me, taking my heart with her. I just stand there dumbfounded for a minute until reality hit me like a bus. I took a deep breath and walked toward the nearest mini bar.
''What would you like, sir?''
I was about to open my mouth to tell him that I wanted anything with alcohol in it when I'm interrupted.
''He'll have a my Regular,'' Kim's mom said to bar tender.
She smiled at me moved a little closer to me. I gave her a quick smile and glance at the crowd to see if I could spot Donna.
Why did she push me away?
''Jack?''
I turned my head around to the voice. Kim's mom nodded towards my drink with a smirk on her face. I give her a confused look and gently picked up the drink. As I sipped on it, I tasted a few different tastes. They weren't exactly good tasting, too. I tasted the alcohol though, I was sure of that. The more I sipped the more things begin to get scattered and blurry. I started to burn up in my suit, I pull on my collar. A quick and painful headache came on, I set down the drink.
I rub the back of my neck, ''its getting hot...''
The last thing I clearly remember saw was her evilly smiling face.
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A splitting headache awoke me from my dreamless sleep. The first thing I noticed that was different about my surroundings was the ceiling, it was higher up. I'm sure the bed I was lying in wasn't mine, it was a bit bigger. I feel around in the covers when I realize I have no clothes on other than my boxers.
Weird.
I sit up and throw the covers off me, getting a better view of the room. It's a semi cozy room but I can tell just by glancing at everything that I'm in a guest room. I move to the side of the bed and hop off. My clothes from the previous night are thrown all over the floor. I wiped my eyes and stretched my arms. The first thing I pick up is my pants, slowly sliding them on. Feeling tired as heck I don't put on any thing else on. I open the door and leave the room taking careful steps when a nurse speeds past me carrying a basket.
''Excuse me, M'am,'' I call.
She turns around and blushes. Looking down she makes her way over to me.
''Mr. Brewer right?'' she asked.
I nodded, ''where am-''
''Jack?''
Kim appeared in front of me in shorts, a tank and her hair in a ponytail. I smiled a bit when I saw her but her face made me frown.
''Jack, what are you doing here,'' she asked, ''the party ended hours ago?''
I rubbed my stomach, trying to remember. Her cheeks are bright red and she keeps looking everywhere but at me.
''I don't remember much from last night, sorry Kim.''
It's no big deal just... please get some clothes on,'' she says while trying to get past me.
I scratch the back of my neck and look down at my feet, I notice something.
''My feet are really big...''
The maid rolls her eyes and scoots past me, continuing her duties. I glance up at Kim who is staring at me with tears streaming down her face. My headache suddenly becomes irrelevant.
''Kim, what's wrong?''
Kim wipes her eyes and tries to get past me but I move in her way.
''Jack, I need to get by.''
Her voice was small and weak like a sick puppy.
A gorgeous sick puppy.
I shake the thought and focus on the task at hand. She fumbles to get past me but is unsuccessful. I gently grab her shoulders and hold her in front of me to keep her from struggling. She keeps her head down and begins to whimper. Instead of proceeding to keep bugging her for an answer I bring her close to me. She struggles a bit a first but then wraps her arms around my waist. Kim is crying. I never seen this and I wish I never did. Seeing in tears made me want to bawl but I had to strong for her right. I quietly whisper calming and encouraging word to her.
Finally she quiets and unwraps her arms, ''sorry I'm never like this, I mean never.''
I'm stare into her eyes as she looks up at me. Her eyes are completely memorizing. I start lose myself in them I lean in, she does too. Finally our lips touch and we melt into a passionate kiss. Though it only lasted about 5 seconds, it felt like a lifetime.
She pulled away slowly and gently, ''wow... I gotta go and you need to, too.''
Kim moves out of my hold, me being in a trance. She passes me but I just stand there, this is after all the first time in a while I kissed someone other than Donna. It felt good. Really good. I turned around to find the beautiful angel, but she gone. I smile so wide my face hurts.
I kissed Kim.
/.
I got home to an angry Ms. Jones. She didn't run me over with questions when I first got in the house. Thank God but after she got me some Ibuprofen all she had for me were questions. The more questions she asked the worse they got. One particular one caught my attention.
''Did you meet Kim's stepfather?''
I shot her a confused look, ''no... why?''
A sighed and stood up, ''there is a lot of things you don't know, Jackson.''
I racked my brain for answers but came up empty.
What don't I know?
Do think this one was a cliffy or no? Please read my new story intro, I promise you'll like it. Anyways, got to go write some more. PEACE!-aNGEL
