Last To Know *COMPLETED*

Last To Know Chapter 3

Chapter 3-

I was amazed...amazed that she remembered such a short run-in with a guy like me. Amazed that she would still try to check in on my uncle...

"Um...hey Aaron!" She smiled and waved as I walked in the room.

"Hey..." I knew my expression was confused, and I was sure she knew that, too. "Jill? I can't believe you're here!" I gave her a shy hug. My aunt laughed, "I can. I tracked her down. Told her that you wanted to see her." She smiled like she was doing me a favor.

"Aw...Louise!" I moaned. I would get her for that later. Right now, I was marveling at the sight of Jill. Jill, standing in my uncle's hospital room. Jill, staring at me, probably wondering why I wanted to see her. Thank you so much, Louise, I thought sarcastically.

"I uh...wanted to know if you'd like to go out..." I said the first true thing that came to mind. She smiled. "It doesn't sound like that's what you were going to say, but yes, I'd love to." Wow, she must be able to read people well...

So, we headed out, right after my aunt convinced me it was okay to leave my uncle. She assured me he would be alright. I knew he would, but I was hoping she would tell me to stay, so I wouldn't embarrass myself on a date with this amazing girl.

We walked to my car. "Where to? I didn't really plan on this.. as you know." I said, as we climbed in the front seats.

"Um... there's this really great restaurant in town...it's quite a drive, though." She smiled. There was nothing else I wanted to do than drive around with Jill. I smiled. "I've got time. Just give me directions."

James, once again, I'm not writing this to rub in all the times I spent with Jill. I'm hoping you don't take this that way. I just want you, and maybe Jill, to see this from my perspective, and I want you both to know that I'm sorry. I'm sorry Jill, if you're reading this, I'm sorry I did all the things I did to you. I want you and your husband to know that.

So, I must continue the story. I'm dead set on getting this to you, and I want you to keep that in mind.

I know it's a long shot that Jill would take me back after what happened. That's why I'm not taking that shot. She won't forgive me.

I sit here, in this jail cell, for taking away the one that was important to both of you. James, I want you to continue reading this, and I hope, once again, that you won't think I'm trying to take Jill back. But you must know by now, I love her.

I stopped writing for a moment. I thought about what they would think of this stupid letter and if Jill would actually take these things into thought. I wondered if James could ever forgive me, despite what happened. Then I started to cry.

I cried so much and for so long that the security guard came to check on me. "You all right, pal?" He asked politely. "No." I said, tears breaking the surface again. I cried, and cried, and cried. I picked up the pen, and started to write again.

Now back to my story.

We drove for about an hour, and I was sure I'd never find this little restaurant again. It was small, so small that I was surprised anyone could have found it. But the parking lot was jammed full. I figured it was good, to be packed like that. We finally found a space and got out of my car.

"You know what?" she asked.

"What?"

"You're a great guy. I wish I'd met you before I met Jonathon. Yea, this creep was two-timing me, and I caught him in the act." She made a disgusted face, and I took it that I didn't even want to know. "I'm glad you feel that way, but...why?"

She laughed. "I don't know...I just feel it..." she smiled at me, and I knew then I would never forget her.

By now, we were at our table. I realized we both leaned when we were really getting into a conversation. I sat up straight. "You need to tell me more about you." I said, trying to get even after the other day, when she jumped on me with all the questions.

"Alright, well... My brother, Dakota, he's super. You know, when we were little, we really didn't get along...but now... we're like this." She crossed her fingers.