Chapter 11
"I don't want any 'company' tonight, Randy. And I sure as hell don't want your company!" Jenna spat at Randy. He was the reason that Cody was upset with her and had locked her out of their room. Another thought popped into her head; maybe Cody didn't answer the door because he decided to get even with her and took off with Layla instead. Jenna was so busy trying not to look at Randy's eyes, that she hadn't noticed that Ted had wandered off into the other room to go to sleep. She groaned softly, thinking of how foolish she felt getting jealous over something like that.
"Moaning for me already? Shit, girl, I haven't even touched you... yet," Randy said softly as he winked at her, taking a step closer to her. Jenna waited for Ted to step in and tell Randy to knock it off. She looked around the room and saw that Ted wasn't even in the room anymore. "Where did Ted go?" she asked nervously. She was all alone with Randy and it terrified her.
"He's sleeping on the couch in the other room. Already passed out..." he took another step toward her, he was close enough for her to smell his cologne. She took a step backwards. He tilted his head to the right and took another step towards her. She took a step back. He was closer now. He licked his bottom lip and took another step towards her. She went to take another step back, but instead of putting more space between them, she backed into the wall. 'Not again,' she thought. He only had to take one more step towards her and his body would be pressed against hers.
"Nervous?" he whispered as he took that last step towards her. Randy's body was pushed up against hers. She tried to move away from him, but he caught her by the arm and gently pushed her back against the wall. Licking his bottom lip again, he leaned in and instead of his mouth landing on hers, his lips ended up on her neck, kissing very softly. "Good night, Jenna," he whispered as he slowly backed up and turned away from her, heading towards the other bed. Jenna sighed a sigh of relief seeing that he was going to leave her alone tonight. She crawled into the bed and turned the light off beside the bed. She closed her eyes, praying for the room to stop spinning and for sleep to come soon. As Jenna lay in bed, random thoughts were running threw her mind—the look on Cody's face when he saw her and Randy in the corner at the bar, the surprised look on his face when she actually showed up in St. Louis, the car ride to Knoxville where she fell asleep in his arms for the first time in almost eight years, the last fight they had at their apartment in Atlanta, the fight she had with her parents the night she told them that her and Cody had gotten married the night before. The last thought she had before she finally drifted off was of the night she told Cody that she was pregnant
Flashback
Cody and Jenna were laying on the bed together in Cody's basement bedroom at his father's house. They were talking about their plans for tomorrow night. Tomorrow would be her 18th birthday. They were getting married. They had been planning this for a few months now; no one knew they were going to do it except her friend Michelle. Everyone was going to be shocked.
Jenna had been acting kind of nervous all day and it was finally grating on Cody's nerves how jumpy she had been all day. She assured him countless times that she wasn't getting cold feet about marrying him tomorrow; there was something else that was bothering her.
"What's bothering you, Jen? You know you can tell me anything," he said softly as he brushed a piece of hair out of her eyes. He loved her eyes, so dark; he could lose himself in them. "Something bad happen?"
"Well. It's not bad exactly...it's more of a surprise."
"What kind of surprise?" he asked warily.
"You know how I went to the doctor yesterday?" He nodded, remembering her saying something about that. "And you remember how we thought I was coming down with the flu or something because I was feeling gross all the time?" He nodded again, they had agreed that it was probably just stress. "Well, it turns out that it's not the flu and it's not stress."
