Witness to a Love Story

Thirty-Three: Late Night Visitor

The rest of the day, my head was foggy. I couldn't really focus on anything. My mind was so focused on what Sharon had stated. Maybe I really am not as close to Jay as I thought I was? Suddenly, the present was no longer a concern of mine. Josh and Jay noticed right away, but I shut down their concern. Even Dave managed to unlatch himself from my brother long enough to pick up my weird vibes.

I was very much surprised later that night when a motorcycle pulled into my driveway just after the sunset. I remember peeking through my living room blinds as I heard the engine shut down. I pause the horror movie on TV and rush over to the door. Throwing the door open, I see Jay in the same clothes and vest from this morning. His hand is raised and about to knock on air now.

"Jay!" I whisper loudly.

"Kitty!" He smiles and drops his hand.

The small smile on my face twists into a grumpy one. I push him back from the door a bit, step outside, and shut the front door. "What are you doing here? I thought you said you were busy today. And do you know what time it is, dumbass?" I start going off on Jay.

He chuckles and I freeze mid-rant to smack his chest. He grabs my wrist as I go to hit him again. "Kitty, kitty, kitty," he murmurs softly before letting my wrist go. "I was worried about you, you know? I've never seen you like that before. All spaced out and crap. Did you take acid or something?"

"No! I don't do drugs, Jay. Newsflash! Drugs aren't cool." I say, a bit offended.

I notice one of the lights on the other side of the house turn on. It's my dad's room. Feeling rushed, and like I just got caught doing something highly illegal, I grab Jay's arm and take him over to the side of the house. It's completely encompassed in the dark because of the wall that leads to the backyard. Also, the bushes provide extra protection from any prying eyes.

I sigh. "Why are you here?"

"I told you. I'm here because I care about you, kitty." Jay says smoothly.

His eyes wander a little towards Nathan's house. Being ever so curious, I try to turn to see what Jay is looking at. Suddenly, Jay grabs my hands in the dark and pulls me closer to him.

I close my eyes and freeze. Why can't I have a better reaction to things? "Don't lie to me, piercings." I say through gritted teeth in response to his proclamation of his care for me.

Jay looks down on me. I keep my eyes close and straight ahead, probably at his chest. Jay's thumb rubs my hands a little. I can feel him staring at me. I can tell he wants to say something more. Finally, Jay speaks, but it's not something I want to hear.

"Remember that bet about winter break and Sharon?" Jay asks slowly. I nod my head. "Well, you are going to owe me three requests."

I'm well aware of the frown on my face. Luckily, it's dark so Jay probably doesn't see it. Probably. Hopefully. I wish I could forget about that bet, but it's part of my plan. My plan? I got so caught up with Jay and then Merrick, that I nearly lost focus. Suddenly, my mind runs off with my common sense and I begin to give into my hatred for Sharon. My self-doubt, all those questions; who cares how close I am to Jay? None of it will matter in a few weeks when I bring that Barbie down. I turn my head away and breath in the hatred that settles in my heart. Oh, how I missed it.

I don't hold back as I rip my hands away from Jay. My green eyes are burning bright with hate as I step back from him. Sharon isn't going to know what hit her. I smile a little. "Really, piercings? What about her boyfriend?" I ask in a hushed breath.

Jay's confusion dissipates into a smirk in the moonlight. Which is good, cause it means he doesn't notice the hateful gleam in my eyes. "Sharon's beginning to have her doubts about him. Plus, he's probably cheating on her." Jay says a bit cockily.

"So how do you know that Sharon isn't seeing you just to get back at Nathan?" I prod further.

Jay looks back towards whatever is so damn interesting at Nathan's house. "I don't mind, kitty. Girls have used me before. It's nothing new." His voice is a little bit hurt, but nostalgic as he speaks. If I wasn't so focused on Sharon, I'm sure my heart would be ripped in two and the plan would be forgotten. I'm so focused on myself, though, that I don't notice the pain behind his words.

He nods his head over towards whatever he's looking at. This time, Jay doesn't stop me as I turn to look back. I only spot Nathan closing the curtains, but I see who is in his room, more specifically on his bed. It's Rene. My eyes grow a little wide and I almost burst out laughing. Sharon's little red haired minion is going behind her back and sleeping with Nathan?

"This is too good to be true," I mutter to myself. I look back over at Jay who is looking at me. We both smile and press a finger up to our own lips in the moonlight. "So are you going to be noble and save the damsel?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

Jay nods his head. "Not only that, but I'm going to make her feel good. Better than that douchebag ever could."

I pat his arm in a playfully manner. "Are you talking about sleeping with Miss Sunshine?"

Any other time, that question would have been hard to ask, but for now, I manage. I'm even able to give Jay a real smile as I picture the betray on her face when I dethrone her. My mind is too busy running around to truly think about what I'm doing or saying as I encourage Jay's intimacy with Sharon. She needs to pay for that night and what she took from me.

Jay bites his bottom lip. Lust shimmers in his emerald eyes as he looks at me, if only they were for me. "Well, I'm not really responsible for what happens after a six pack." He says with a smirk, his devious intentions clear.