Timing is Everything

Chapter Five (Jamison's Point of View)

                                                     Chapter Five

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Jamison's Point of View

I stare down at the glass of beer I just ordered. I shouldn't have ordered this and I know that fully. But deep down inside there is that emptiness that needs to be filled. I've gone down this road way too many times.

Yet here I am again. Right back at the freaking beginning.

I look out the window. It's strange to be back here. When I left after high school I vowed that I wouldn't return. I didn't want to remember all the pain and the people; especially the people. And honestly, I didn't really want to come back. Now that I am back it feels surprisingly right.

Startling me from my thoughts, my phone buzzes and I look down at my phone screen. My heart practically drops down to my stomach when I see Lorelei's name appear on my phone.

'I know this is kind of crazy, but would you be willing to help me unpack?'

Instantly I want to reply with a big, fat yes. I hold back though. I take a sip of the beer I shouldn't have purchased. The taste isn't that pleasing, but before I know it I've finished the whole pint. Dammit.

'Why are you asking me? Why not Meredith or one of your other friends?'

It hurts me inside to send this text message. I have to keep my distance though. Going out to lunch yesterday was a huge mistake. I cannot let Lorelei  get close. Not again.

My phone buzzes again leaving me excited. Then I remember what an ass I was to her, what an ass I have been to her since we've been spending time together. Ugh.

'Meredith is busy with Hudson. And Brooke is with her new beau. It's all right if you're busy too. I completely understand.'

Shit. It sounds like she already knows that I’m going to say no. And here I am sitting in a bar alone and she thinks I'm busy. Hell, I don't remember the last time I was actually busy in a satisfying way. Being here in this bar is all too familiar and it's uncalled for. I need to stop this. So why not help the girl?

'I'll be right over.'

***

I successfully help Lorelei get all of her boxes into her new apartment. I've tried my very best not to speak too much, but she began a conversation that I just couldn't ignore. She's hard to ignore. I should know that by now.

"I want you to know that I plan on staying in this one because of you."

"What do you mean?" she probably thinks I'm an idiot for not remembering. What do with her staying in one place?

"You told me the other day that happiness is all that matters in the end. And well, I'm going to work on that now. I'm going to try and get the happiness I desperately want and deserve."