Bad Boy Gone Shy

T H R E E - Isolation is a Dream Killer

T H R E E - Isolation is a Dream Killer

Disclaimer: May contain coarse language

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"Wait Maria!" 

"Don't touch me Craig! Just please let me go." 

There was a light 'crunch' as Jasmine and Jonathan plunged their fingers into a large bowl of popcorn. 

"I drove a mile Maria!"

"Well you're too late. What do you want from me now?"

Jasmine quirked a teasing eyebrow as she glanced at her brother. He had been immobile for an hour straight and only very frequently did he move his right arm, which when he did, would reach for the bowl of popcorn. "I thought you said this show was utter crap?" 

Jonathan's eyes remained glued to the TV as his hand snaked its way to the bowl. "I did."

"Then why are you sitting here?"

He didn't bother turning; just side-glanced at his bothersome older sister. "Because why not?" Jasmine grimaced as soggy pieces of popcorn flew out of his mouth.

"Maria, Maria, oh Maria. I don't know how to tell you this but I don't want you to go." 

"I'm gonna guess what he says next," Jasmine muttered as the camera zoomed into Maria's perfectly distraught face, smeared with coal-coloured eyeliner, "I want you to stay with me."

"I want you to stay with me."

Jonathan microscopically shook his head as he shoved another handful of popcorn into his mouth.

"I want you to stay and let me drive you home. I want to make sure you get a good night's sleep and tomorrow morning we can drive down to the beach...just me and you."

Her brother was secretly enjoying it.
Jasmine couldn't think of a time when a boy had openly admitted to liking the romance genre. She couldn't imagine them huddling against each other and narrating love stories beside a cozy fire-place, nor could she picture them lying on their stomachs with a Nicholas Sparks book in their hands.

"If you get on that plane we'll never see each other. Is that what you really want?"

Jasmine gave a disappointed sigh. "I can see that they've really tried."

"Who tried?"

"The producers. It's like they've attempted to frost a triple chocolate cake with cheap Hot sauce."

Jonathan pulled a sour face as he studied his sister. The side of his cheek was enveloped by the white light coming from the TV screen. "You're weird sis, just watch the damn show."

"No shit Sherlock."

Maria's bottom lip vigorously trembled as her glare on Craig gradually softened. Her lover spread his affectionate arms, ignoring the inquisitive stares from the thickening crowd. 

"Maria, please...please Maria...I love you."

Jasmine snorted as her brother released the smallest sigh of unmistakable content.

The lead female shoved her way out of the queue and despite the six inch heels on her feet, ran as fast and lady-like as she possibly could. The cliche 'Airport couple reunion' turned to a victorious slow mo, showing close up cuts of the female's straight blonde hair flying behind her, and Craig's desperate arms flung out for embrace.