Obsession: Chapter Three
Jake was observant. He prided himself on being so. He noticed many things about his hometown and the people in it, and one glaringly obvious thing had always confused him.
Nobody in this town has a specific type of person that they wanted in a partner.
His mother he would have thought had a thing for guys with dark hair going from Cam and Aiden's fathers and her former husband Ric. But then, if you added in both of his fathers, they had looks on the opposite end of the spectrum, with blonde hair and blue eyes.
That was looks alone, not even accounting for personality traits. Once again looking at the man who had raised him as his own and the one who had spawned him, they were so different it was almost laughable. Lucky was a police officer, granted one who sometimes looked the other way for Jason and Sam, but someone who was sworn to uphold the law nonetheless. Jason was a criminal who abided by his own code of honor and what was right or wrong. Both men his mom had sworn love to, both so completely polar opposites.
If you looked at everyone else in the incest pool of a town, it was a trend you saw everywhere. It seemed as if everyone in this town bedded one another with no regard to personal preference, if anyone even had one.
Jake himself had a thing for tall, blue eyed blondes who were essentially 'good girls'. Good grades, immaculate manners, respectful beautiful. He had at one point wondered if it was biological looking at Jason's now deceased wife Courtney. Granted he hadn't known her in reality, had only seen pictures and heard what a saint she was(minus the stripper part), but then he had disregarded that looking at his current wife, Sam. Sam was the polar opposite of what he had imagined Courtney to be. She was petite, brunette, and seemed to seek danger and completely ignore any laws and rules in place to do what she thought was the wrong thing. She seemed to be his father's ideal mate. They were so alike and different at the same time. They were both essentially criminals. Though she was a legitimate P.I, nobody could deny that she often bent the rules if not downright shattered them to help out her husband.
And now, sitting in his honor English class completely bored as could be, he was contemplating this town and their incestuous ways again and how nobody seemed able to settle on 'the one' for more than a couple of years at a time.
School was a breeze to him, always had been and he couldn't help but hope that schools in California would offer a little more academic stimulation for him. He didn't currently feel that there was anything tying him to Port Charles. Sure, his family was here and he would miss them, but he had no one he cared romantically for that he would abandon all of his plans for. He contemplated if that was normal. One of the main reasons that his older brother Cam had stayed close to PC was because he had fallen in love with Molly Lansing Davis, just more evidence to support his theory of pseudo incest that his beloved hometown liked to dabble in. Molly was Jake's own family in an odd and twisted way, what with her being the sister of his biological father's wife.
He also noticed that is was of the norm in Port Charles to fall completely in love at a young age and fuck it up for the rest of your life, at least going by his mom and dad's relationship. He absently wondered if this was what was happening with Molly and Cameron. If they were a young romance doomed to eternal off and on.
The bell rang signaling the end of the period. Glancing at the board he mentally noted the homework that would be needed to be done before the next class and gathered his unused books off of his desk.
He made his way out of the classroom and into the crowded hallways of Madison Prep, making his way towards his locker. There was none of the typical highway shoving here, at least not when it came to him. People seemed to part from him voluntarily, as if not wanting to get in his way.
He was just happy that this was the last period of the day and that as soon as he finished his swim meet he could go home. He didn't know why but for some reason he just wanted to be alone. He felt restless, like a monkey kept too long in a cage. He felt the need to be alone and gather his thoughts, try to figure out why he was feeling so out of sorts. This wasn't normal for him. He liked being around people, thrived on it in fact.
"Jake!" he heard. Closing his locker he saw his best friends Ian and Jesse making their way to his side. They had known each other since middle school when the three of them had all tried out for the football team. They had gone over to Jesse's almost every afternoon training with each other to increase their chances of succeeding.
In the end, Ian had made the team and Jesse and Jake had joined the swim team, which they found out suited them both more anyway.
"What's up?" he asked, turning and leaning his back against the cool metal of the lockers, the picture of nonchalance.
The two boys stopped in front of him giving him the customary fist bump of their generation. "We're heading over to Molly's for a study group, you down?" Ian asked.
He began shaking his head before the entire question was out of his mouth, "No can do. Practice."
Jesse shook his head, sticking his hands into his pockets, "Canceled. Coach's wife went into labor during fourth. We're free to go."
Well, shit. Now he had no real excuse not to go and he didn't particularly feel like going home so soon and having to deal with his mom. She always questioned any slight change in his behavior as if she were afraid he were a ticking time bomb just waiting for something to happen to make him change into what his father was.
He conceded with a nod of his head keeping his expression as neutral as possible not wanting to give any hint of the annoyance he was feeling.
He wasn't hiding it very well. Jesse spoke up, "Cheer up dude. Sarah will be there. You know she's just dying to get that mini cock of yours into her mouth."
Kicking his self off of the lockers, Jake rolled his eyes, "Sarah's not like that." he said as they made their way down the quickly clearing out hallway.
"Maybe your hot as fuck pseudo mother will be there too."Jesse continued.
Jakes only response was to roll his eyes and keep walking. He didn't really want to think about Sam right now. He was having trouble keeping the image of her naked, dripping wet body from sneaking into his head whenever he closed his eyes. He was almost getting afraid to blink.
"Whatever man, I don't care what you think, that woman is banging. I swear given the chance I'd fuck the shit out of her. She wouldn't even remember your dad's name." Jesse continued on, ignoring the rolling of his eyes.
This caused a snort to come out of Ian. "Right, I dare you to try to hit on a hit man's wife. I'd be happy to speak at your memorial ceremony."
Jesse kept speaking cockily, strutting out into the parking lot and towards his Escalade. "Please. After I gave her some of that good shit that she is no doubt missing from being home alone all the time, there is no way that she would let me be killed. She'd keep me on as her personal pet."
"And with that, I am out." Jake scoffed, unlocking the doors to his black mustang. It was a birthday present from Jason and Sam when he had turned fifteen as a car to learn on. They had offered him another car for when he actually got his license, but he had decline. He loved his car. And his mom had already thrown a major ass bitch fit when he accepted the Mustang in the first place. He didn't think she could handle a blatant show of his father's presence in his life so soon after the first one.
"I'll see you guys at Krissy and Molly's." Ian said getting into his truck and starting it up. Jake gave the customary male head tilt when he peeled out of the parking space and in to the flow of traffic exiting the gates of the school.
Molly's house would forever be 'Krissy and Molly's' place. It was an unconscious thing on most people's parts. Kristina had left her mark on the school before she had left after graduating. She had been ambitious and popular, not a regular combination. She was sweet and everybody loved her. She had recently gotten home after having spent a few years in Europe and experiencing traveling on Sonny's and her mother's dime. She hadn't worked a day in her life except for that one time in Mexico with her 'brother' Michael, More pseudo incest.
He knew that for awhile there Michael and Kristina had flirted with the idea of maybe branching out and dabbling in some not quite sibling love, much to the shock and disgust of Alexis and Sonny. That was when the adults had begun stressing the words siblings, brother, and sister. That was enough for them to stop the idea in its tracks and not long after that Michael had begun dating a college student named Abby. They had met at a party of Carly's. Abby had come with the-one-that-he-refused-to-think-of-for-fear-of-nudie-images since his father had to work at the last minute. They had met and been attached at the hip ever since. Instant chemistry:
It seemed everyone around him had someone. Maybe he would ask Sarah out on a date soon. If only to bide his time until he left for California.
He was the first one of his friends to arrive. That could be due to the fact that he tended to drive like a 'bat out of the bad place' as his mother loved to put it. He briefly pondered when she would stop using the baby gloves on him.
"Jake. Hey." Kristina said, opening the door to the lake house after he had knocked.
"Hey Krissy." he smiled, walking in and setting his books on the coffee table in the living room, "Welcome back."
She flashed him a huge smile, pushing back her mahogany hair. "Thanks."
He took a moment to study her. Europe had done her well it would appear. She had developed into a more womanly shape, but he supposed at twenty two, it could be expected. She was still petite, but her hips and waist were more defined, her breasts larger and fuller. She looked less like a teenager and more like...nope, he was not going down that road.
"You're looking well." he said.
He caught a smirk flicker over her face for a moment before it disappeared behind a polite smile. "Thanks. You're not looking so bad yourself. What happened to the thirteen year old kid that I left?"
Jake smiled ruefully, shaking his head, "He grew up."
"I can see that." she nodded. She opened up her mouth to continue with the small talk when there was another knock on the door. She turned and opened up, revealing Michael.
"Michael!" she squealed, launching herself into his open arms and hugging him tightly. "Welcome back, Kristina." Jake heard Michael murmur as he held her tightly against him in a surely bone crushing hug, her feet no longer touching the floor.
She leaned back from him, so she could look down into his face smiling. "I missed you."
He set her back down as she turned and grabbed her purse off of the brown chair closest to the door.
"I went and saw you." Michael defended.
"Oh yeah, one time in four years, that was really great." she said sarcastically.
"I didn't hear you complaining at the time."
"Why would I?" she turned back to Jake who was still standing in the living room, watching them. "Molly ran to the store to get some snacks for the study group. Will you be alright here by yourself until the rest of the group shows up? Michael and I kind of have plans to go out and catch up."
"Yeah." he nodded to her, but she was already turning back towards Michael. The slightly older man slung his arm around Kristina's shoulders and guided her out of the Lake house doors.
"Bye, man." Michael called back to him while Kristina waved.
"Bye."
He sat down on the couch thinking about the exchange between the two. Something was going on there again. He would bet his beloved Mustang on it.
After all, he prided himself on always being observant.
That's all for this chapter!
Sam will come back next chapter and maybe Jason too.