STAY

Twenty Eight

I had tossed and turned, finally waking up feeling like I hadn't even slept. I had no idea how much time had passed when I felt him get into bed next to me. I heard him exhale as he moved slowly, trying to come up against my back. He was in pain and my heart broke a little for him, but I was still very angry. I felt his arm wrap around my waist holding me tightly against him. "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, it was rude and disrespectful. I don't know why I did ... I was tired and I was in pain" he said regretfully. I lay there, thinking about what he'd just said, I didn't reply. I needed to collect my thoughts, I was still furious and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back my temper. So I was silent, giving myself time to calm down. "Say something, please" he urged. "I've told you before, I understand tired and I understand pain. But, you should have called me back straight away and apologized. Do have any idea how you made me feel?" I said holding back tears. "I know, I know" he said. "No, you don't know, you don't know how it feels to be treated like hired help. Because in reality that's what I am, but I never thought you'd make me feel like that" I said bitterly. "Gigi, you know I don't think of you like that, Jesus, you know that" he insisted. "Your attitude showed me otherwise" I said. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, forgive me" he said holding me tighter. I didn't push him away, despite my anger at him, I craved his closeness. But my tears ran down my cheeks nevertheless. "Gigi, baby" he whispered into my ear. I felt his lips on my skin, small feather light kisses on my neck. I didn't answer. "Please, don't cry" he said, turning my face up towards his and wiping my tears away. He pressed his lips to mine, softly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he muttered again. I took a few deep shuddering breaths, this man was exhausting. He pushed me to my very limits, both physically and mentally. I saw him wince and knew he was in pain. "You need to lie on your back, back in your bed" I said sitting up and turning on the side lamp. "No, I'm fine" he insisted. "Well you're not, we've established that, turn over, move please" I said sternly. He nodded and rolled into his back, grunting loudly. Slowly getting himself up and out of bed standing up. He stood there looking at me expectantly. "What are you doing?" he said. I frowned, "nothing, go to bed" I said. "I am going, I'm waiting for you" he said. I shook my head. "I think I'll stay in here tonight, I think we both need some space" I said softly. "No, we don't" he said firmly. "Yes, I do" I said. He stared at me stunned for a moment. I always gave in to him, always caved and did what he wanted. But I was still mad at him and he needed to feel my anger for a little longer. "Gigi, please" he said softly. I shook my head. "Fine, I'll drag my yoga mat in here and lie on the floor next to your bed" he said, I could tell he was trying not to lose his temper. "Don't be ridiculous" I snapped. "Then come back to bed with me" he demanded. "No, I don't want to, I want to be alone. I can't think straight when I'm around you!" I snapped. "What do you need to think about? I said I was sorry" he growled. I almost laughed, I would have if I wasn't so angry, "so I'm supposed to just forget it ever happened and jump back into bed with you, at your beck and call like I always am" I said furiously. He looked at me with a surprised expression on his face. "Is that how you feel? That I treat you like you're at my beck and call?" he asked. "Yes, Jared, you treat everyone like that, me included. You say jump and we say how high" I said shaking my head at his lack of insight of his behavior. I saw a variety of emotions cross his face, disbelief, anger, then guilt, because he knew what I was saying was true. "Gigi, I'd never want you to feel like that" he said. I shrugged, "I don't think you know how to be any other way" I said carefully. He stood there looking impatient, "look, it's the middle of the night, I'm tired and I'm in pain and I need you. Can we talk about this in the morning? Please" he said pleadingly. I sighed, exasperated, I knew he'd never stop until he got his own way. I reluctantly got up out of bed and stood up. He had the good grace not to look smug, we silently walked back into his room and I helped him get comfortable. Switching off the bedside lamp and climbing into bed next to him. "Come close to me" he asked quietly. I shifted my body till I was lying against his, wrapping my arm around his waist. I snuggled against the side of his chest. "Thank you" he said softly. I wasn't in the mood to talk, so I simply answered "goodnight". "Gigi, please don't be mad" he said. I exhaled, "I'm not, I'm tired, let's just go to sleep" I said. "I .." he began again. "No. No more talking, sleep" I said firmly. He let out a soft growl of frustration, but didn't speak again. I held him a little tighter and we both finally fell asleep.

Jared's POV :
I had woken up feeling slightly better but I was grumpy. I had spent the week fighting and trying to hide the pain, subsequently I was exhausted. I glanced over next to me but Gigi wasn't there. I frowned slightly, maybe she was in the bathroom. But the door was wide open, so that was out. I hauled myself out of bed to go find her. The adjoining door was open, I could hear soft whispers, who was she talking to? Then I heard her let out a soft moan, the sound she reserved just for me. It was a gasp and a moan, I loved it, I always told her it made her sound pleasantly surprised. I stalked over, throwing open the door and froze at the sight. There she was, beautiful, naked, her head thrown back in ecstasy. She was astride my brother, his hands holding her hips tightly as he thrust up into her. Her hands were gripping her beautiful firm breasts. "What the fuck is going on?" I growled furiously. She gasped in surprise and looked over at me. But then a curious smile crossed her face. "Look who showed up during the night" she breathed happily. "You know the rules Gigi, we do this together or not at all" I said angrily. "I knew you'd join us eventually, we just thought we'd begin without you" she said playfully. "No, that's not how this works" I said, I was angry, truly angry now. She bit her lip as she moved again, then stopped and took a deep breath. Shannon was looking away, he hadn't uttered a word. "Then why don't you tell me how this works, you wanted me to fuck your brother, that's what I'm doing" she snapped. "Stop it, you know this wasn't how I wanted this to be" I said. "Well it's too late, what you want no longer counts" she hissed, she then gave me a look of complete indifference and turned back to Shannon. "Go baby" she said wickedly, rolling her hips over him again. I wanted to grab her by her beautiful long tresses and drag her off him, kicking and screaming. But I knew that I'd lost her. It was my fault. I had no one to blame but myself.