Never The Right Time, Jordan Knight

Chapter 10

"Begger has made his bed, wrapped in a silhoutte, of gold and gray. Now it's time, yes it's time, for us to begin again," We all sung to Pat Benetar, with the wind passing through our hair.

Mom slowly turned the nod on the radio down, adjusting the volume to, I assume, make conversation.

"Heidi, I saw you with the really cute one, is that Jordan?" Mom asked as I looked to the outside review mirror and saw Heidi blushing.

"Yeah, that's him," She replied, earning hoots from everyone besides me.

"He was all over you! I've always wanted to date someone in a band, I didn't have enough time before this one showed up," Mom referred to me, always seeming to direct the attention to her. I rolled my eyes to both Mom and Heidi. Was this jealousy I was feeling?

"What's wrong Cindy?" Mom spoke, glancing to the road and back to me to see if an expression or anything shows on my face.

"Tired, that's all," I lied, faking a small yawn and smiling.

"I can't believe Joe's back, they are all so nice and-,"

"Oh no," I interrupted Heidi, gasping as we came into view of my house and seeing Scott sat on the stairs up to the porch. "No, no, no, no," I repeated, rubbing my head and wishing I could disappear.

"Do you want Dad to ask him to leave, Cindy?" Mom suggested as Dad's truck pulled into the driveway.

"I don't know, um," I looked everywhere, as if I was looking for a place to escape. Scott was now walking down the stairs and to the direction of Mom's car.

"I'll talk, can we be alone?" I avoided eye contact, feeling Mom rub my back as I heard the car doors open and close, leaving me by myself.

A knock on passenger seats window was heard and I looked up to see Scott. I hopped out of the car and was embraced in his arms.

"Cindy, I missed you," His scent filled my nose, the smell of cigarettes and musky perfume suffocated me.

"Hi Scott," I wrapped my arms around him, lacking force. He noticed because he pulled me away to look at my face. My eyes were on the floor, studying the green grass that could hardly be seen in this light.

"Look at me," He spoke softly, relaxing the tension in my shoulders. He tilted my chin up and looked me straight in the eyes. The bruises around his left eye were fading but the cut on his forehead was now clearly scabbing.

"What really happened Scott?" As the words fell from my lips, I couldn't stop myself from touching his face, gliding my soft fingers to somehow soothe the pain that he must have been feeling.

"I told you Cindy," He sighed, closing his eyes and making me fall in love with him again.

"Then why are you here?" I asked, receiving an annoyed grunt that removed my hand.

"I can't come see you after being away all week?" I realised how stupid my question was but I knew there was a missing piece to this whole puzzle.

"You look really good," He rested his forehead on mine, rubbing circles at the back of my neck and burning my skin.

"I wish I could say the same," He chuckled, yet, there was no humour that was heard in my voice.

We stood there for a while, mainly because I was scarred at how he would react if I left. He obviously misses me, I can feel it, but I'm being lied to and I know it.

"Kiss me, kiss me Cindy," He asked, cupping my face. Not a word came out until he couldn't take it any longer and latched his lips onto mine. I restricted myself as I softly kissed him, where he roughly took me. His tongue tried to enter my mouth and I obliged, not being able to hold myself together any longer. Out of no where, Jordan slipped my mind, wanting to replace Scott with him. I felt terrible, my stupid little head developing a boy band crush.