Something Great (Sequel to Something Borrowed)

Chapter 21: Downward Spiral

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“Sorry I didn’t check the forecast.” Jacob apologizes as we enter my apartment tracking mud behind us. We were supposed to have a picnic at the park but as soon as we sat down it began pouring raining. We were both soaked. Not an inch of our bodies seemed to be dry. My wet dress clung to my skin and I was freezing cold. But I didn’t mind. I was content in my wetness because I was with someone I loved.

“Jacob, stop apologizing. It’s okay.” I assured him closing the door behind me. I sat my keys on the coffee table before slipping off my shoes with a contented sigh. Jake pushes damp hair away from his forehead. “So you’re not mad?” He asked. “Why would I be mad?” I asked furrowing my brows. He sighed. “Well, the food’s spoiled, our clothes are soaked and your shoes look done for.” Jacob replied matter of factly. I smiled. “I can always get another pair of shoes, babe.”I replied moving closer to him. “Besides, I found our run in the rain to be very fun and romantic.” I spoke wrapping my arm around his neck.

“I guess that’s how the female mind works. I never really found anything romantic about water.” Jacob replied bluntly. I laughed. “You know I always wanted to be kissed in the rain.”I declared sheepishly. It was true. Ever since I’d read and seen “The Notebook” I’d been waiting on my kiss in the pouring rain. Jake smirked. “Oh really? That could be arranged. It’s still pouring outside.” He replied. I smiled. “It’ll have to wait another time. Right now I wanna get out of these wet clothes.” I replied pulling away from him and walking towards my bedroom. I could hear his footsteps following me. “I better get changed too before I catch a cold. Just give me a few and I’ll be back.” Jake speaks as he stands in the door frame of my room watching me rummage through my drawers. “No. If you go you’ll probably take a shower and go to bed. Keep me company. Harry’s gone tonight so it’s just me.” I pleaded while picking out a t- shirt from my drawer. I’d said that on purpose. There had been a lot of sexual tension between Jacob and I lately. We just didn’t seem to have the time or privacy to be intimate. It’s not like we had time during the week and I had to be very mindful of what I did around Harry. But since he was out of town with his soccer team and wouldn’t be back until tomorrow there was no better time than the present.

“You want me to keep you company in wet clothes. How sweet. In a very weird way.” Jake replied taking a seat on my bed. I smiled. “Well, I would let you borrow something of Harry’s but I doubt you’ll be able to fit any of it. You could always just take your clothes off.” I suggested sultrily. There was a silence looming in the air. All that was heard was pounding of the rain drops on my window sill. My words seemed to be soaking in. I could tell by the lustful gleam in Jacob’s blue eyes that he had caught my drift.

Usually quick witted, Jake didn’t seem to have a reply. He just sat there giving me the most intense gaze ever. I smirked. “Here let me help you out.” I spoke as I boldly walked over Jacob before making myself comfortable on his lap. I slowly began unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt taking my time on each button. Jacob was breathing heavily and I could tell his desire was as strong as mine. “You’re teasing Erin.” He growled. I smiled before pressing my lips to his neck. “I’ve always been a bit of a bully.” I replied into his skin. Jacob then pulled me in for a passionate kiss running his fingers through my damp hair.

I couldn’t begin to describe how incredible this feeling was. I was drunk off his kisses and high off of his love. I was about to give all of myself to the man that I truly loved and there was no greater feeling than knowing he truly loved me too.

Jake’s hands traveled the length of my torso before quickly finding the zipper of dress. He tugged it down softly before gently pulling away. “I want you.” He whispered. “Then have me.” I replied.
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I almost expected to wake up and discover that last night was all a beautiful dream. I was overly elated when I discovered that Jacob was in fact lying beside me, his arms sloppily yet protectively draped around my waist. I smiled to myself. It had been forever since someone else had occupied the empty side of my bed. With an exception of Harry of course who even at fourteen years old still crawled under my covers some nights. It felt really nice to wake up to someone’s warmth.

If I could sum up last night into one word it’d be absolutely amazing. Okay, that’s two words but I’ve got the point across. It had been so long for me and Jacob was so gentle with me as if it were my first time. I’d like to think that I must have done something good in my life to deserve a guy like him.

It had stopped raining in the wee hours of the morning and a bright ray of sunshine peeked through my curtains. I smiled. It sounds kind of corny but it was as if the sun was shining brighter than it ever had before. I sighed contently as I felt a set of fingers softly raking through my hair. I smiled, slowly turning to face Jake. Even half awake his still looked incredibly handsome. 

“Hello gorgeous.” I greeted him. He grinned sleepily. “The only gorgeous one around here is you. How’d you sleep?” He asks pushing stray strands of hair away from my face. I smiled. “Great with you by my side.” I replied nuzzling into his neck. “Last night was magical. I don’t even know why your ex cheated on you. You’re defiantly not lacking in a certain department.” I continued.

Jacob chuckled. “I’m glad she did.” He declared. I pulled away from him to look into is piercing blue eyes. That wasn’t the exact response I was expecting to here. “Really?” I asked snuggling further into the sheets. Jake nodded. “If she didn’t I wouldn’t have met you.” He replied. I smiled widely. “You’re certainly the best thing that’s happened to me.” He confessed softly. I could certainly say the same about him.

The rest of the morning was spent being lazy in bed and enjoying Jacob’s company. I was bursting with joy but I couldn’t help but feel like something was off or that I was forgetting something very important. As much as I wanted him to stay Jake had to leave to run some errands. Once he was gone I made myself busy tidying up around the place. I seemed to have a lot of energy and I needed to channel it in a productive way.

I hummed happily to myself while folding our clothes. No matter what I seemed to do I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. I was certainly never going to forget it and I was hopping there’d be many more nights like it in the future. All the white clothes were folded when the front door came crashing open. In entered Harry who as always, tossed his soccer bag aside before nosily slamming the door behind him. He was carrying a duffle bag and had a pillow tucked under his arm. His curly hair was wild about his head and his face held an annoyed and tired expression.

“Hey Haz!!” I greeted him cheerfully. Harry froze and looked up at me giving me the meanest glare possible with his beautiful green eyes. Whoa, looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed. “Don’t you “Hey Haz” me. You make me sick!” He growled before storming off to his room. I felt like I’d been slapped in the face. Harry had never talked to me so ugly before. I don’t know what his problem was, but I was about to find out.

“We need to talk.” I shouted rising from my chair as I marched to his bedroom. I pulled on the door knob but it was locked. I sighed. This must be the beginning of the terrible teenage years. “Harry Edward, open this door right now!” I shouted as I twisted the knob again. After was felt like eternity the door was finally unlocked as Harry opened it with one swift motion. “What?” He questioned folding his arms across his chest. I never knew my son had this much attitude. “You need to watch the way you talk to me, lad. Now what’s your problem?” I replied. Harry scoffed. “You were supposed to pick me up two hours ago at the school. “ He answered bitterly plopping down on his bed. So that’s what I was forgetting. Damn. How’d I forget my own son?

“Well how’d you get home?” I asked feeling terrible. Harry rolled his eyes. “There’s a form of transportation called the bus. Plenty of New Yorker’s use it.” He replied sarcastically. “Well, I’m sorry. At least you got home safely.” I replied reaching out to ruffle some of his already disheveled hair. Harry snatched away. “That’s not the point!!” He shouted angrily. There’s a point to this?

“What’s the point Harry?” I asked folding my arms across my chest. Harry sighed angrily. “The point is I don’t matter to you anymore! The point is you ignore me. The point is you forgot all about me because you were too busy being sexed up by Jacob!” He replied. Wow. That was way below the belt. Now I’ve just graduated from being slapped in the face to punched in the gut. Harry wasn’t necessarily lying but did he have to be so blunt? And how’d he know? I had no idea where he learned such language. “Whoa. Now you’ve gone too far. I’m an adult Harry. What I do is none of your business.” I shouted. “Your business was once our business. Until he came along. What makes him so special to make you throw me aside?” He questioned. Earlier this morning I was on the top of the world. Now I was stretched out under it.

“Oh, Haz.” I spoke as I took a seat next to him on his bed. “I know it feels kind of odd having to share me with Jake but I’ll always be your mom and you’ll always be my baby. I don’t love you any less just because Jacob’s in the picture.” I assured him. I could see a single tear fall out of Harry’s eye. I expected him to hug me and apologize and then rest his head on my lap and let me stroke his hair until he fell asleep. But instead he angrily snatched away and turned his back towards me.

“You’re lying. I’m a burden to you and I bet you and Jake both wish I was gone. I’ll get out of your way really soon. If I’m not wanted here I’ll go somewhere else where I am.” He replied. I still felt terrible but at that moment I kind of felt like laughing. Harry was just talking out of the side of his mouth. Trying his hardest to make me mad. Where on earth would be go?

“Where are you gonna go Haz? To Grandma’s?” I asked. “No. I’ll go live with Dad.” He replied simply. My heart just dropped. Did he just say what I thought he said? “Harry, you don’t know your dad. I bet you don’t even know his name or where he lives. Even I don’t know where he lives.” I replied hoping and praying this wasn’t true. That my greatest fear wasn’t coming upon me. “Well that’s where you’re wrong Mom. I know Dad. We’ve been writing each other since I was nine. He lives in London now and he extends the invitation to come live with him in every letter or email. You lied to me. You told me he went on a trip and never came back.” He replied softly. Harry sure was doing a good job of making me look like a very bad parent. How could I not know that my son was communicating with his dad whom I wanted him to have nothing to do with?

I sighed. “I had to Harry! What do you tell a five year old?? That his dad abandoned him and his mother?? That his dad left because he was afraid of fatherhood? I was protecting you Harry. I’ve always cared for you and protected you all by myself and this is the thanks I get?? That you go off and live with a man who obviously didn’t care enough about you to be there for you during the most important years of your life?!?!” I asked firmly. I could feel tears forming in the corner of my eyes. I felt so terrible right now. I felt like I’d done the thing that I promised I would never do: pick a man over my son.

The room was tense with a strong silence until Harry spoke. “I’ve already made arrangements Mom.” He replied coldly, not even bothering to look at me. My heart dropped. I never thought this day would come. I took a deep breath trying to swallow the lump that was forming in my throat. “Okay Harry. If that’s what you want to do.” I replied slowly and exasperatedly. I didn’t feel like arguing any longer. Harry didn’t reply. He just kept his back turned. I sighed walking out of his room and softly closing the door behind me.

It’s funny how things can go form good to bad in a matter of moments. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I’d never felt so small. Was I really such a terrible mother? Was it really worth having a man in my life if it was going to cost me my son? A tidal wave of questions and insecurities washed over me. I really had some things to think about.