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“Ha! This is just the start! We are celebrating me, remember? Enough talk about you and lover boy. Let’s talk all about me and you can escort me to The Lounge later.”
“Okay, but don’t tell people I’m your girlfriend like last time. And I can’t stay too long, I still want to go see Jason later.”
Chapter 20
Jason
Watching her sleep was one of my new favorite things. Although, the closer we got to the court date, the more restless she became. I wish there was a way I could help, but all I could do is be there. We stayed at her place last night since today was the big day. I didn’t want her to have to wake up early to go get ready at her place.
The last couple of weeks were a whirlwind with Lucy. It all seemed too perfect. We didn’t talk much about the case, but I knew it was on her mind. She did ask if I had heard anything about my case but so far, I hadn’t gotten any info from my attorney, which was good news for now since Amy’s dad was trying to hold off until Eric was dealt with.
I was scared I was coming on too strong, too fast, but for the most part she seemed just as eager to be with me as I did with her. I tried to tone it down, but every time I was starting to worry, she would bring up how she hated we didn’t start this thing sooner.
It seemed crazy, and I was still scared as hell to admit it, but I felt like this was it. She was it. Even though it wasn’t often, when she wasn’t with me a tightness sat in my chest. I wanted her in my arms at all times. Not just to pleasure her, but to be near her, to know she was safe. To feel her happiness radiating off of her. It had been so long since I remotely had any feelings like this, and never this intense. But she seemed distant at times.
She and Amy had a tight relationship. As they should, they’ve been friends since high school. Over ten years, and roommates for eight. And Amy seemed to approve of me.
But sometimes.
Sometimes I just wish she would open up to me the same way she did Amy. Or at least include me on things. She shared herself with me, and I know almost everything about her now. We spend every night together. But anytime something heavy happened or came up it’s always Amy she ran to. She didn’t even tell me she reported that little shit until he was arrested. And she never talked about what happened. She also always made it a point to remind me Amy was her “person” but laughed it off like it’s harmless. Maybe it was.
I know she’s not tight with her parent’s but there has been no mention of meeting them. And if I talk about them, she changes the subject quickly. I’ve told myself she doesn’t want to hurt me since I lost both of mine, but sometimes I wondered if she was hiding me. But that was nuts. It’s not like we snuck around.
I shouldn’t be jealous, but last week, when Amy told her she got the job at the gallery she insisted on taking her out for dinner and drinks. Which, of course should have been celebrated. But she didn’t ask me to go. She came to my place after they had been out for hours and told me about their fun night. She stayed with me, but it seemed odd she didn’t want me to go with them.
Maybe I was overthinking it. But I can’t deal with being second. I can deal with being equal. Maybe. This is stupid.I’m being stupid.
She’s amazing. I’ve wanted her so long, and now I have her. So she had a best friend?
Maybe if I explained my past better, she would understand. Or maybe I just need to get over myself. Am I seriously jealous of her friend? But that’s what I thought last time.
No. Lucy is different. She’s a lot of things, but dishonest wasn’t one. If she wasn’t so emotionally closed off, this wouldn’t be so hard for me. But I kept telling myself it’s because what happened, so I can’t push her. At least not right now.
I jumped in with her knowing the timing couldn’t be worse. But all that mattered to me was her happiness. I just wish I knew that part of that was coming from me.
If I could get through the shit with Eric and my charges are dropped, maybe we can reset and I can explain my feelings. For now, I’ve tucked it away and made it all about her. She’s the one going through something I can’t understand. I’ve got to be strong for her.
Her alarm had another hour before waking her. All I could do was sit and watch this beauty. I wanted to wake her selfishly, but she needed rest for today. But watching her this way was torture. I was feeling insecure for some reason and examining what I could lose only made that feeling worse. My head and my heart were battling. I hoped my head was wrong. But I hoped my heart could take it if it wasn’t.
Chapter 21
Lucy
Two weeks had gone by. Jason and I had spent every night together. Sometimes at my place, a lot of times his because we got progressively louder, and Amy made lots of comments. We were practically inseparable besides work. He seemed quiet lately, more quiet than normal anyway. Almost distant. But I think he was being careful about what he said for my sake. Because as the time flew by, reality was upon us.
Amy’s dad pushed Eric’s case through citing it occurred so close to the college and that the defendant was free on bond and posing a threat. Luckily no murders or high-profile cases were being tried so it got through quickly.
Dad of course had found out and called me hysterical. Oddly enough, he never asked any of the standard questions I assumed he would. He mostly was mad I waited and upset I didn’t go straight to him. And then there was mom. She did ask what I was doing in the back of a club with a strange man but didn’t push the issue when I sighed heavily into the phone.
Amy’s dad said it was best for Jason to not come unless he was called to testify but felt good about getting a plea deal. That was the hope so I wouldn’t have to testify, and this wouldn’t be dragged out. Turned out Eric had a pending charge from another woman in a neighboring city, but it wasn’t being tried yet. And the text he sent could be used along with my testimony and Jason’s if necessary.
Today was the day of the arraignment so we stayed at my place last night so I could get dressed and showered before I went to the courthouse. I was in my bathroom finishing up my makeup while Jason sat on my bed waiting for me.
“Hey, why don’t I drive you over? I don’t have much at the club today.”
I considered what Amy’s dad told me.
“I can get over there. It’s best you’re not there. We can meet up later. Plus, Amy is going with me.”
