Chapter 45
The time spent in on the beach was harder than Kaitlyn ever imagined. What was supposed to be a relaxing getaway had become an uncomfortable stay.
Jackson and her relatives didn't get along, at all. She expected it would take a day or two for them to get used to each other. After all, Kaitlyn had been slow to warm to Jackson herself. However, it looked like her Aunt and Uncle were going to be even slower. Between her Aunt questioning her about the nature of their relationship and her Uncle demanding she send him home, she was losing her mind. Jackson, thankfully, had managed to be more level-headed about their various disagreements, but she could tell he was reaching his limit. It would only take one more 'dangerous' or 'freak' comment to set Jackson over the edge, and how could she blame him?
It didn't help that she and Jackson hadn't had a single moment to be alone. Her Uncle had been watching them like a hawk. It seemed like every time Jackso
Chapter 46 The tears that pricked at her eyes were welcome for once. And as her wrist came up to rub at the circles beneath her eyes, she sniffled once. Relief flooded her. She had been so worried that Joshua would feel the same way that her remaining family did, that to hear him say otherwise had been a large weight off her shoulders. A reprieve from the mixed emotions welling inside her as Randy's words had trampled around inside her head. Yet, Kaitlyn had known Joshua wasn't her aunt and uncle. If anything, she should've known better than to expect anything less from her guy best friend. Joshua had always supported her. Like an anchor in a turbulent sea, he always wanted the best for her. He kept her grounded. "Thank you, Josh." She started, sincerely. The breeze finally beginning to feel nice again. "I'm sorry if I sounded like I doubted you...I just wish my aunt and uncle felt the same way. Aunt Melinda, she... s
The next morning was tense, even more tense than when her and Jackson had first arrived. While the raven himself seemed to be in a better mood since their snippet of conversation, her Aunt and Uncle had become intolerable. Their nagging a constant thorn in her side the instant she even tried to breach the distance with Jackson. It left her feeling grumpy and agitated as she walked around the house. It made her feel hesitatant, too. After her conversation with Joshua, she'd thought of a million ways to confession her feelings to Jackson. She wanted him to know how she truly felt about him. But with such a volatile environment, how could she? It was definitely her worst decision yet, and it scorned her. She really should've just celebrated with Jackson back at their makeshift place. Soon, she knew she'd have to leave that behind too. The reality setting in that Randy owned that pl
"Jackson, what the heck are you wearing?"Kaitlyn tried hard not to laugh as she spotted Jackson standing in the corner of the living room, holding a giant, bright green plate piled high with vibrant cookies. The way he was serving the treats was cute, but his outfit?He was wearing the most ridiculous, holiday sweater she had ever seen. It was knitted, and lit up with small LED lights that made him look like one of the room's decorations. But the best part, the hideous thing featured several pictures of gifts with the coy message splayed proudly in the middle: 'Can I be your gift tonight?'She had no idea where he had found such a thing, but it was adorable and she couldn't stop giggling under her breath as she approached him.His pearly whites charming as he spotted her.He certainly fit in with the decorations. Her aunt had strung the living room to the brim with decorations, the room lined with miniature Christmas
Stacy reached her side in a matter of moments, returning to her side with two dark red glasses of wine. Kaitlyn immediately drained the cup of its contents.The bitter taste not the most soothing flavor to her turbulent feelings as she grimaced, scowling at her empty cup.So much for holiday cheer.Stacy gaped at her. "Kaitlyn, since when do you drink like that? It's a glass of wine! Not shots!""Does it really matter right now?" Kaitlyn grumbled, her face feeling harsh as she couldn't shake her frown. "I have since I got dumped, and even more when I became an idiot. I need another glass. Let's go, Stacy." she muttered as she stormed off toward the refreshments table her uncle had placed for the party.Her eyes scanning the packed room for Jackson, but even his bright flickering lights couldn't be found.The taste of the wine was more bitter than she remembered. Stacy patting her back awkwardly as she trie
Chapter 50Kaitlyn's hazy thoughts whirled. Her coughs of surprise seizing her throat as she gripped the nearest kitchen counter.She felt a strong hand hit her back as she regained her breath. She looked up, before distinctly pushing away from the last person she wanted to see right now and nearly fell into the kitchen sink."W-What are you doing here?" she stuttered, surprised and confused all at once."Nice to see you too, K. You look amazing."Randy greeted back, looking much less nervous and wrecked than at the cafe. He was dressed in a dark red open collar shirt, the buttons a deep gold against his tan skin. He also was adorned with black slacks, and a candy cane striped tie.She couldn't help but think Jackson's getup was cuter."Your aunt invited me and let me in. She also said she'd send you to me, and so here we are, K. I've been waiting for you everday, like I promised."The sugary
Chapter 51: To say Jackson was pissed was the understatement of the year. The smile that wouldn't leave his lips deceiving as he imagined all the ways he could beat the shit out of the man in front of him. Randy didn't know when to quit. That much was obvious to Jackson by this point. The information about him basically stalking Kaitlyn outside of her car, to sneaking into the party, it left him reeling. And it was fucking pathetic. But Jackson supposed he couldn't put all the blame on the piece of shit infront of him, he was about ninety-nine point nine percent sure Kaitlyn's horrible relatives had played a part in the disturbing reunion. They seemed like the type to meddle, regardless of Kaitlyn's feelings. It's a wonder how they raised such a naive and innocent woman when they themselves had about as much compassion as a nail sticking out of a board. Randy stepped back, like the coward h
Chapter 52: Kaitlyn was red, so red, that her skin looked flushed. A simple touch to her cheek radiating heat as she all but nuzzled into him. He could tell she was nervous by the skittish in her eyes, the way her lip trembled slightly, her teeth already gnawing at it. It was the same way she looked every time she was embarrassed to admit something. "Well... what is it, Kaitlyn?" She bit her lip, again and he inwardly groaned, wanting to replace her teeth with his own. The urge to nibble and lick, very, very real as he tore his gaze away. Kaitlyn knew what effect that had on him yet she continued to do it. He couldn't tell if she teased him on purpose, or was just forgetful. He flinched and froze when she suddenly leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of his face. After a second, her lips parted, pulling him toward her. "I'm yours, Jackson. I want you to address like I am." She whispered before ki
Chapter 53: When Kaitlyn woke up, the birds were just beginning to chirp, the world still barely covered in light as she sat up in her bed. Her head was pounding, and groggy from sleep. She nursed her head with gentle rubs of her fingertips, before glancing to her right. She smiled, as the soreness of her body and the toned arm splayed across her waist affirmed last night hadn't been a heated dream. It was real. And Jackson was cuddled next to her securely, his face squished into her shoulder. It was adorable and heartwarming, and she felt completely at peace. The pain from her headache overlooked as she moved her fingers to play with his bangs instead. It was still shocking to her, new, to be able to touch him so freely. She turned so she could observe him: the slight rise and fall of his chest, his long lashes that she was envious of, the way his full lips parted when he slept. This
Epligue ( 77 ): It was everything she had ever wanted. Kaitlyn had never known she could be so happy. Kaitlyn breathed in. Her world coming together as she held her chin high.She was dressed to the nines, gliding in time with the music as her mermaid style dress flowed around her. It was white with pink lace, and she still wore the red heart necklace over the open V-Shaped bodice. She felt like a real princess then, the audience gaping at her as her curled red hair spilled from her pink diamond rose clip. Her arm was laced with Joshua, who was prepared to walk her down to the alter. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sure you wish your father or uncle could've been the one to.." He started, but Kailtyn smiled. Cutting him off. "No, this is perfect. You're exactly who I wanted to be here." Joshua quieted down then. And then, to both of their nerves, the music started. Josh began walking beside her as he tried to hide the flustered crinkle to his eye
Chapter 76:When she finally sat down at home, it was like everything had suddenly caught up to her, snagging her down by her ankles.Tears had fell from her eyes, and she had held onto Jackson, desperately. The harsh images she had seen, the violate relationship brought back unwanted memories.She wondered, if that broken scene she'd witness between Randy and Natalie, had been how Jackson had viewed her and Randy? Was it as heartbreaking to watch?She hadn't asked that though, no matter how much she wanted to. Because as he cuddled her close, and she wrapped herself up in the scent she had come to love, she knew it just didn't matter anymore.And this time? She truly felt that way. It was like the sound of a chapter closing, and all the new pages were just of Jackson. And she couldn't help but be grateful for that.Randy was gone.Natalie was gone.So, too, would Josh. She had no
Chapter 75: "She wasn't happy that I left." "When is she ever happy with you?"Natalie countered with a sigh. They were sitting together in her apartment, her body snuggled close to him. He froze at her words, as if they struck him like a brisk slap. Those delicate fingers twirled around in her hair. "You could give your life for her and she'd still find something to nag you about. It's kind of sad..." Her whispered words were so sweet despite their message. "S-She didn't nag me," Randy defended, trying to understand why Natalie would say something so cruel about his fiance. Randy knew Kaitlyn wasn't like that. She was the most patient woman he knew. She was always putting up with his absences and long work hours without complaint. Her smile always on her face whenever he came through the door. Well... except lately. It felt like every time he came home, there was a fight.
Chapter 74:Lies and truths had melded into one, and he didn't know how to make his way out.He could see the three of them standing there, but it felt blurred and surreal. Like his grip on reality was slipping.Randy had never felt like such a failure before as he stood in nothing but his boxers and t-shirt. It was one Kaitlyn had bought him years ago.He felt dirty and filthy, as he sat beneath their stares. They all knew what he had done.It wasn't supposed to be like this.Natalie was supposed to make him feel better. She was supposed to love him.But right now, he felt so fucking cold.Josh's angry words splattered all over his ears, but he couldn't make sense of any of them. He couldn't make sense of why everyone was so angry, couldn't make sense of why he had gone back to the same woman he swore to never contact again.He glanced at her now, and her blue
Chapter 73:He had seen her cry, so many times.Yet somehow, as she stood in the center of the decaying lawn, looking lonely and tired, watching her eyes swell seemed even more painful. Her red curls were hanging over her shoulders in wild abandon, her lips set in a furious scowl that didn't suit her gentle features.At least, Jackson didn't think they suited her. But then again, Kaitlyn was like his own special brand of sunshine, and she was always smiling with him.So to see her eyes look so cold, it unnerved him. But that coldness faded away when her blue eyes met his.And then, she looked so vulnerable. Standing there with her dirty jeans and cardigan that hung off her shoulder. Her bottom lip had started trembling when she spotted him."Jackson..." She said his name again, and he wasted no time. He hopped the fence, not giving a fuck whose property it was. He crossed the space in no time to pull her i
Chapter 72: Branches scraped her knees, reaching out for her ankles like a warning to stay away. Yet, Kaitlyn didn't listen.She kept walking in the trees that were so large that they blocked out the sun above, her hands coming up to rub her arms. It was eerie, being alone in the woods. But she swallowed up her nerves and pressed forward. Randy's lies were twisting her insides, and she fought hard to hold onto anything that proved her suspicions wrong. She realized that once again that she wanted to believe the best in him. Yet for some reason, those hopes never went far. That hope was dwindling again, when she finally came across an old, worn down house. Kaitlyn faltered as she eyed the odd looking home, feeling out of place as she stepped past the fence. The lawn was torn up, and the abandoned atmosphere made her think twice about entering. Her mind conjured up the worst possibilities. Was Randy in danger? Was th
Chapter 71:Leaving the house had been harder than she thought. She was nervous the whole way, her fingers clenching and unclenching on her keys as she traversed through town. It was hard to enjoy her walk when she couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching her.Maybe, she was paranoid. But with everything happening, it was hard to tell. She knew she should tell someone, but it felt childish. Like a prank or maybe she was trying to downplay it because she didn't want to believe it was happening.She had finally caved and called Randy, and he had sounded skittish the entire time he was on the phone. It had done nothing to calm her nerves. She had sweetly asked him if he had happened to send her something in the mail, and he asked no why, sounding horribly confused. That had been answer enough.It wasn't him.She frowned. She should've known better, each envelope had no return address. It was clear they were being manuall
Chapter 70:The drawings had unnerved her for days, her moods fluctuating as she gathered her apartment together.It was hard to keep them a secret by this point, Josh and Jackson both noting her odd behavior as she drew into herself the last few weeks.It made starting over hard, as she tried to keep on a brave face in Jackson's presence. A part of her wanted to tell him about the weird drawings that kept winding up on her doorstep and mailbox, but given their recent reconciliation, she didn't want to do anything to hurt their relationship. She had a feeling the drawings had something to do with Randy, as he was featured in most of them.But she knew he wasn't capable of drawing at all. She also couldn't see him doing something like this--no matter how manupliative he could be, it didn't seem like him.So who?She didn't really know, but she was growing increasingly worried. Every picture was a moment she
Chapter 69: Jackson's warmth enveloped her. The feel of his arms causing her to freeze in place. He was so warm, and it was a jolt inside her veins. Slowly, her fingers came up to clutch at his clothes. Sandalwood. Home. The smell invaded her senses, and without even thinking, she burrowed her face into his neck. The little strands of his hair tickling her eyelids as she breathed in the scent of his shampoo. Jackson was finally home. She didn't dare say a word, afraid that she'd start crying again if she did. Or that he'd move away. But it seemed her fears were for nothing. Because his arms were pulling her closer, tugging at her body like he was afraid she'd disappear. She blinked once, realizing then that she could feel his heartbeat along the side of his neck. His heart was racing. The knowledge made her face grow warm, her chest tight. "Don't cry because I'm fucking stu