Famously Yours - Sequel to A Famous Affair

Famously Yours chapter 21

Back in our bedroom at Helena's house, I quietly sit at the pretty white dressing table; removing all traces of make-up from my lonely face. I wish it were just as easy to remove all traces of Georgina, I really do.

The stifling atmosphere between Jonny and I has smothered all sense of my reasoning. I've gone past the feelings of insecurity and envy, I'm just beyond angry now!

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong, Jessica?" Jonny asks, his voice tinged with annoyance as he stands behind me.

I look at him from the mirror, as he waits for my answer with a furrowed brow. "Maybe you'd like to tell me what is wrong with you?" I throw his question right bloody back at him.

"I don't know what you mean?" he asks, blinking hard at my reflection.

"I know you, Jonny. I know when something is wrong. You were fine until Georgina came over, then you changed," I gently try to explain, making sure I hold back the anger that remains dangerously hidden behind my calm façade.

Jonny tucks in his upper lip, vigorously shaking his head. "It was a shock to see her, that's all."

"Was it a shock or a wake-up call?" I ask with a fixed stare.

He squints his eyes, defensively crossing his arms over his rigid chest. "What do you mean, Jessica?" he asks with a hardened voice.

Getting tired of this beating around the stupid Georgina bush, I sarcastically reply, "Seeing Georgina again, was it a wake-up call?"

Jonny does a snort of dismissive laughter, going on the offensive. "A wake-up call?" he asks, slightly stepping back from me.

"I know what I saw, Jonny . . . you changed towards me," I bitterly reply, remembering how he made me feel back at the restaurant.

"If I did, it's not because of Georgina, well not entirely." Jonny guiltily steps forward, placing his hesitant hands on my shoulders.

Feeling my anger and confusion burning under my skin, I suddenly stand, needing to pull away from Jonny and his confusing reply. "What does not entirely mean?" I ask with my mind racing around for answers.

"You think I have feelings for Georgina, when I don't," Jonny snaps, looking at me with a stony expression. Although he's trying to explain, he is still being cold towards me, which only confuses me further. He's saying one thing, but his body is definitely saying another.

"You were distant at the restaurant, and you're being distant now." I cock my head with doubt, raising my eyebrows.

Jonny tries to reach for me, but I hold him back. "After you saw Georgina, you could barely look at me. You're usually touching me all of the time, but you didn't seem to be able to do that either," I tell him, desperate for an assurance of some kind.

"So I have to touch you all the time, do I? Are you really that insecure, Jessica?" he asks with a hint of playfulness, but his truthful answer literally rips me apart, piece by excruciating piece.

Any shred of security that I formerly had, has now bolted from the room. His ridiculing of the very thing that I've been battling with; has now caused me to emotionally shut down. I'm stubbornly gridlocked. I don't want to talk to him. I don't want to look at him. I need space, and I need it now. "Don't ever speak to me like that again. If I'm feeling insecure, Jonny, it's because of you!" I angrily strop across the bedroom floor, getting into bed.

Jonny is quickly sitting beside me, his face full of apology. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, it came out all wrong." He tries to stroke my exposed shoulder, but I angrily pull the duvet right up to my neck. Remaining quietly seated beside me, Jonny tries to pull back the duvet slightly, trying to gain eye contact with me. With a slack expression and dull eyes, he gently tries to explain. "You've got it wrong about how I feel about Georgina. We were all having such a great time; it pissed me off to see her there. I just didn't need her to be there, not tonight," he solemnly admits.