~~****Where HE leaves HER****
Beca and I made it back to the cemetary to finish the burial ceremony. We got questioning looks from people as they wondered why it took us so long but nobody questioned us. The ceremony went as planned and I kept my eyes glued to Beca. If there was even the slightest hint that she was going to break down, I was going to be right by her side, coaxing her through it.
AJ clung to her chest and Beca held him tight. I could see the pain in her face as our son sobbed into her neck but nothing hinted toward another break down. I wasn't about to let my guard down and I watched her, intent on protecting her from the one thing threatening to hurt her. Herself.
I was so intent on watching her that I didn't even realize the ceremony was over until an arm looped with mine. Startled, I jumped and looked at my intruder.
"Sh*t, Gabby. You scared the h*ll out of me." I said to my cousin. "Sorry. If you weren't so focused on that girl you might've noticed me." I rolled my eyes as she smiled, obviously pleased with herself for some unknown reason. "Is that her?"
"Her who?" She stopped walking and stood in front of me. "Her who? Don't give me that sh*t! You know d*mn well what her I'm talking about." I just looked at her, enjoying the pleasure of annoying her. "Beca, you idget!! Is that Beca?"
I chuckled. "Yes, she's Beca." Still annoyed with me, she laced her arm with mine and began walking again. "Do you think the two of you will become a thing again?"
"I don't know. But, you can bet your sweet bippy that I'm gonna try my d*mnest."
"You and you're stupid quotes. Can't you just say I'll try my d*mnest like every normal human?" She seemed more irritated with me than before and I found it funnier than before. "You're such an idiot." She mumbled as she climbed into the car.
Beca used to call me her idiot.
"I remember the day Beca was born. Regina was in pain as she squeezed that 9 pound baby out of her body but she couldn't have been happier. When the doctor put Beca in her arms, her face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. Ever since we had Andrew she would always talking about having another child, hoping for a girl. When we found out that it would be a girl, she was so excited and already had her name picked out and everything. This is so unfair. I'm 10 years older than her, I should've died first. D*mn cancer! I know we divorced but there's always a part of me that will still be in love with her." Dr. Mitchell shared one of his fondest memories of Regina as a group of guys sat in a big circle together.
He began to cry and a couple of his friends tried to coax him. I was lost in my mind until I heard one of Beca's uncles say my name. "Hmm?" I asked, jerking back into reality.
"Your memory?" He asked. "Oh, uh, well I hadn't really known her long. I only met her a couple of times when Beca would bring me along for a family thing." I tried excusing myself from it but it didn't fly. "Oh come on, there's gotta be something you can remember worth sharing."
"Alright." I thought hard, digging through the mess of memories from my 29 years of living. "Mm, here's one." I sat up completely as everyone else listened closley.
"It was the day of her birthday. Beca had come to visit her and she wanted me to tag along. I had already met her father so she saw it fit that I go ahead and meet her mom as well. So there we were, sitting there talking. I was playing the perfect boyfriend and Regina was grilling me. I was pretty nervous and when Beca stood to leave, I practically silently begged her to stay. She just told me I was doing great and gave me a quick kiss, making me even more nervous. When she left, there was a moment of silence between me and Regina.Out of no where, she says something I never thought I would hear a mother say. She said to me, 'You want to sleep with her and I can see that she wants it, too. I suppose I can't really stop it from happening so just do me one thing. Be careful. Beca acts all tough but when it really comes to it, she's a soft little bunny just like me. She doesn't take getting hurt lightly and if I find out you hurt her, I will put your balls in the blender and make you eat them.' That scared the sh*t outta me but the way I see it, she just gave me permission to sleep with her only daughter."
Everyone chuckled at my memory, except Dr. Mitchell. He was staring at me with a very stern glare. "But, of course I didn't have sex with her......except I did otherwise her pregnancy wouldn't make sense......but I didn't do it right away......I, uh, I'm gonna go find Beca." I stood and began walking away. I quickly realized how what I just said sounded and I turned to explain myself.
"Not to....because we're not...and that would be....I'm just gonna shut up now." I said, realizing I was just making this worse. "That's the best thing you said all night." Dr. Mitchell hissed through clenched teeth. I spun on my heel and began searching for Beca.
I hadn't seen her since the burial and I want to make sure she's okay. I found her sitting at a lone table watching a group of children play as she slid deep into her thoughts. I pulled a cheer up next to her, startling her and causing her to jump a little. She looked up at me, ready to yell but when she realized it was me the intense look lessened and a small smile formed on her face.
My lips immediately burned for hers, my hands itched to touch her, every inch of my body told me to take her right there. It told me to f*ck her until her brains ooze from her ears. It told me to kiss her until our faces became sore. But my heart didn't want that.
No, my heart wanted the exact opposite. It wanted me to kiss her softly, putting everything I got into it. It wanted me to slowly make love to her until we were too tired to move. It wanted me to kiss and caress every inch of her. It wanted me to be with her, it wanted to be a part of her again.
I kissed him.
I kissed Jesse.
I let my want for him take over and I kissed him fast and hard. I enjoyed it. I didn't want to stop. I wanted to rip his clothes off and feel him inside me again. But I couldn't. I couldn't because of a certain blonde barbie that is currently headed toward me.
"Hi. Are you Beca Mitchell?" she asked in a perky voice that reminded me of Chloe. "That's me." before I knew it, her arms were thrown around me and my face was being squashed against her chest. "Oh my God, it's so great to meet you! Jesse has told me so much about you. And I'm so sorry for your loss. I couldn't imagine losing my mother." I pushed her off of me and straightened my shirt out.
"That's funny because I've not heard a thing about you." I flashed a fake smile at her. She frowned a little but quickly turned it back into that smile that makes me despise her even more. "Well, I'm Gabby. And, I can see you don't like me for some reason so I am going to make this fast." she sat in the chair next to me. "Stay away from Jesse."
"What?" I asked, her words causing me to boil with anger. "You're his kryptonite, Beca. When he's near you, he goes crazy and weak. I think that we both want what's best for Jesse. We both know that this is the best thing."
She's right, Beca. You do things to him that not even you can comprehend.
Oh shut up you God d*mn subconcious! Gabby took my silence as her response and left me alone. She went to a group of people talking and laughing amonst themselves, leaving me to drown in my thoughts again. I watched a group of kids play as I thought.
I didn't want to lose Jesse again. I didn't want him leave. But, I also didn't want him to have to choose between me and his home. I didn't want him to lose everything that he had worked for for two years. I didn't want him to be miserable.
Suddenly, a chair pulled up next to me and a man's knee pressed against mine. He startled me and I hate being startled. I looked up, ready to yell. Instead, my eyes immediately locked to those beautiful chocolate ones that always stir the butterflies in my stomach.
I couldn't stop the smile from forming as he leaned his head closer to mine. "Hey million dollar baby." He whispered into my hair. "How are you feeling?" My answer was delayed when his hand brushed over mine. He grabbed the edges of my chair and spun me to face him.
"I feel...great." I finally answered, my voice barely audible. My breathing hitched when his hands began running up and down the length of my thighs. "Do you really feel that way?" He asked, obliviois to the force he has over me right now.
I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out because goosebumps erupted through my body as his hands slid farther up than before. "No, but I've had a lot of practice saying that today." I managed to form a sentence as my eyes followed his hands.
He scooted his chair closer, pressing his knees against mine more. His arms laced around my waist and his hands rested on my back, right above my butt. "Tell me what you really feel." he is completely unaware in how much he is teasing me right now. Eyes still locked on his arms, I began to describe what I felt.
"Um, I feel..your arms around my waist. I feel your knees pressing against mine. I feel your fingers brush across the skin on my back. I feel your eyes on me. I feel your breath warming my skin. I feel the weird need to k-" before I could finish my sentence, his fingers touched my chin and carefully nudged my head to look at him.
I could hear my heart pound against my chest. Our faces slowly inched closer and our lips parted slightly, preparing for the impact. The end of his nose lightly grazed my cheek and goosebumps immediately formed there. I closed my eyes as his lips just barely touch mine.
Stay away from Jesse.
You're his kryptonite.
This is what's best for him.
Gabby's voice replayed in my head. D*mmit! She's right. But, I want to kiss him. Maybe just once? He softly closed his lips over mine and fire ignited. I wanted so badly to continue but Gabby's words haunted my thoughts.
You're his kryptonite.
Do what's best for him.
His tongue ran along my bottom lip, asking to enter. Reluctantly, I rejected it. Turning my head, I let it fall against his shoulder. Shocked by my actions, his head fell to my shoulder and his lips pressed against my neck. "I can't." I whispered. Tears stung my eyes but I didn't let them fall. "What changed your mind?"
"I talked to Gabby, but that's not what matters. What matters is that she's right and I can't do this. I can't kiss you and I can't make you choose. I can't make you feel something you don't. You have to leave, Jesse. When this whole thing is over, you have to go back to Atlanta with Chloe and Gabby and everyone else and you have to continue living your life without me. We both know that you're better off without me and I want the best for you."
He tried to say something as I pulled my head off his shoulder but I cut him off. "No. Don't. Jesse. Please just, don't." I stood up so fast the chair fell over, hitting the floor with a loud clang. I sped walked away from him. I had to leave fast before I cracked and did what I really wanted to do.
"Chloe, let's go. I can't stay here any longer." I said as I picked AJ up, saving him from a group of cheek pinching elderly aunts. "Um, ok." Chloe replied as I grabbed her arm and pulled her along. Ugh, she's going to be asking questions that I don't want to answer.
"She won't show it because of their past but she's actually very fond of him." I told one of Beca's cousins as we watched Beca and Jesse talk, if you'd call it that. Jesse's hands began running up her thighs and Amanda (Beca's cousin) and I giggled at the obvious look of arousal on Beca's face.
"Betcha 10 bucks they go full on make out mode." I bet Amanda. "Psh, as if. My cousin is very bull headed. They'd get barely a kiss before she pulls away."
"You're on." We watched Beca and Jesse. They got closer and closer. Their lips closed around each others and I was for sure I'd be getting $10. To my surprise, Amanda was right. Jesse went back in for another but Beca denied it.
"I win. Cough it up." Amanda said, stretching her hand toward me. "Hold on. There my might be more." I watched them, hoping for relapse but had no luck. Instead, Beca stood up, knocking the chair backward and headed this way. "Fine, here you go." I handed her the money and waited for Beca's approach.
"Chloe, let's go. I can't stay here any longer." Beca's voice came from behind me followed by a hand on my shoulder. "Um, ok." I replied as I was jerked away from conversation. "It's gonna happen." I mouthed to Amanda before disappearing out of the doors.
We were silent the whole way back to her house and she didn't make a single peep as she carried AJ to bed. She joined me on the couch, sipping a warm cup of tea still being completely silent. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to ask her.
"Why did you stop?"
"What?" She asked not taking her eyes off of her glass as she twirled her finger in the warm liquid. "I saw you with Jesse." Her finger stopped stirring her drink. Why did you stop? I asked again. "Because there's nothing there. We're over."
"That's a load of bullsh*t, Beca." she looked at me, shock and anger written on her face. "I'm your best friend, you can't fool me, Bec. I saw the way you looked at him. You wanted that kiss just as much as AJ wants to be up your butt all of the time. Why did you stop?" she was quiet and her eyes were glassy from unshed tears.
"He has a girlfriend." her voice was pitchy as she fought back the tears. "Oh my God. Beca I'm-" I tried to console her but she cut me off. "No, I don't deserve your sympathy. I'm an awful person."
"Beca, don't think that way. You can't help the way you feel. Besides, it's not like you really did anything."
"I kissed him." she quickly replied. "You just said-"
"Earlier, when I ran after performing. We were in the church and we kissed. Twice." I was speechless. "I don't deserve him, Chloe. He's better off without me."
"Shouldn't he be the one to decide that?" it was her turn to be speechless. "Beca, he is going to leave tomorrow morning. He's going across the country and you may never see him again. This is your last chance to make it right. Don't blow it." she thought about my words for a moment. "Chloe-"
"Go." I said with a smile. She gave me a quick hug to thank me before running.
I was in the midst of a coversation with one of Beca's aunts, I think, when I heard a loud clang from behind me. I turned to see Beca had knocked a chair over. She was standing above it and looking down at Jesse. She was saying something and just listened. I could see the heartbreak in his eyes. She must be telling him the bad news.
Good choice, Beca.
She suddenly stormed out, grabbing her son and ginger friend. Jesse sat there, staring after her. A couple of tears fell down his cheeks. His gaze caught mine and anger immediately took over. He stood and stomped toward me. "What did you say to her?!" he yelled in my face. "Nothing. I just told her to stay away from you."
"Why the h*ll would you do that?!"
"Because it's what's best for you, Jesse." I kept my cool as everyone began to stare. "What's best for me?! Gabby, I lover her! I've loved her since the moment I saw her getting out of that taxi on my first on campus! I've loved the whole time we were apart and I will love her until I take my last breath! How is keeping the one I love away from me, what's best for me?!"
"She's your kryptonite, Jesse! She is your weakness When it comes to her, you don't hesitate to give up anything not even your life. That's dangerous."
"No Gabby, that's love. Love makes you do crazy and wild things, love is sacrifice! Beca is not my weakness, she is my strength. She gives me courage and she makes me a better man. You, Gabby, are my weakness. You try to protect me from everything. I appreciate that you care but you gotta let lose. I'm not the same guy I was at 10. I know you don't want to see my heart get broken but I want Beca to break it. At least then, I'll know. I'll know that it's real and that maybe she doesn't feel the same about me. I know you're trying to help and I love you for it but this, my love life, it's something I've got to do on my own." he's right. I need to give him his space and let him live his life.
"You're right, I'm sorry." I apologized. He accepted it before leaving. He's obviously very heartbroken.
What did I do?
I can't believe Gabby! I know she's just trying to help but telling Beca to stay away from me? That's just crazy. I need Beca but there's no use trying to talk to her now. Once something is on her mind , it's impossible to change it. I don't want to give up on her but I don't want to make her hate me.
When I get to my hotel, I pop The Breakfast Club into my laptop and snuggle into the bed. I try to watch the movie that always cheers me up but it just reminds of Beca.
Allison's make up reminds me of Beca, dark and mysterious. Claire's attitude reminds me of Beca, mean and protective. Bender's dysfunctional family reminds me of the stories Beca would tell me about her family. Andrew's appetite reminds me of Beca's. Their spontaneous singing caused of bored reminded me of how Beca would burst out into song when she's bored. When Don't You plays it reminds of the time Beca serenaded me with with it. And when Bender and Claire kiss, it reminds me of me and Beca.
I remember how her soft beautiful lips tasted of vanilla. How they knew just how to tease and satisy me with one touch. How they would pull into the most beautiful smile I have ever seen when I would make a joke. How they turn into a frown when I made her mad. Or how they...KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Someone suddenly knocked on the door, whipping me back to reality. Thinking it was Gabby, I ignored it and tried to pay attention to the last few minutes of the movie.
The obnoxious knocking wouldn't stop and I got sick of it. I groaned as I pulled myself off the bed and slumped to the door. "Go away Ga-" I stopped midsentence when I realized it wasn't my cousin at the door. "Beca?"
"Hi." she replied timidly. "Hi. What are you doing here?" I asked. "Um, I'm not really sure. I think I wanna talk." I moved out of the doorway and let her enter. She sat on the bed and glanced at the movie still playing on my laptop. "The Breakfast Club?"
"Yeah, it's my favorite." I began rubbing the back of my neck. "I know. I just, I haven't seen it since..." her voice trailed off but I knew what she meant. "Neither have I. This is actually my first time in two years." I sat beside her on the bed and an awkward silence fell over us.
"So, uh, what did you wanna talk about?" I asked when the silence became unbearable. "I, uh..I just..I...ugh!" those seemed to be the only words she could form before I felt her lips smash to mine. She kissed me hard and fast. I pulled away and she kept my bottom lip tucked carefully between her teeth.
"What?" she asked, annoyed by my retreat, when my lip slid out of her grasp. "I don't know. I'm not sure what to say." I answered. "Then shut up and let whatever happens happen." I nodded and her lips eagerly reconnected with mine. Straddling me, she let my tongue enter her mouth and deepen the kiss. She moaned into my mouth as I ran my hands up her back.
She kept her eyes closed as I pulled her shirt over her head. It fell to the floor and I took her lips in mine again. Her hands cupped either side of my face as she kissed me even harder than before. I became even more aroused with every touch of her lips. She pulled away and it was my turn to hold her lip hostage. She opened her eyes and looked into mine as I let her lip slip from mine.
She grabbed handfuls of my shirt and ripped it off. Unlocking her gaze from my eyes, she watched her hands as they slid down my naked chest. They reached the rim of my jeans and I watched them as she swiftly ripped my belt from the loops.
She traced her thumb across my bottom lip before pulling it into her mouth. She released it and our tongues met. She giggled as I wiggled my tongue, teasing her. She caught it between her lips and pulled it into her mouth, jolting hers into mine.
I held her close to me, pressing her chest against mine. I unclasped her bra before turning around and laying her across the bed. Her hands rested on the rim of my jeans as I buried my face in her neck. I slowly kissed along her neck and earlobe and with every kiss her hands would tighten around my pants.
Still in her neck, I trailed my fingers down her shoulders, pulling her bra straps down. I unattached her hands from my pants and finished removing her bra. I threw it somewhere behind me and it landed somewhere on the floor. She took a sharp breath when my hands wrapped around her breasts.
I kissed lower down her neck, traveling to her chest. Upon reaching it, I slowly moved my lips down it, tickling her with my tongue. I could feel her heart beat as I kissed above it. And, I could hear her breathing as it became faster paced. My lips stopped at her waistband and she took dominance.
Pushing me off of her, she rolled on top of me, her legs straddling my waist. She wrapped my hands back around her breasts before connecting her lips to mine. I removed my hands from her chest and wrapped them around her back, pulling her close. Her chest smashed against mine and her lips released from mine.
I felt her lips close around my earlobe and the warm air from her nose penetrated my skin. She released it and cold air immediately hit it. I buried my face in her neck again, kissing it as I rolled over on top of her.
"Ow." She said with a small giggle as her head came in contact with my laptop. "Sorry." I replied as I pushed my laptop off of the bed. It hit the ground and my attention was turned back to Beca. She smiled the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. The smile vanished when her lips became occupied by mine.
I quickly kissed down her body again until I reached her waistline. Pulling myself off of her, I reached for her feet. I quickly ripped her shoes off of her then did the same with her pants. I gently ran my hands up her legs before placing a light kiss on the inside of her thigh.
She pulled me back up, grabbing the back of my neck and crashing my lips to hers. Her hands slid down my chest and yanked on my pants until they came lose. I kicked them off and did the thing I wanted the most since I arrived in L.A.
I physically and emotionally reconnected with her.
Holy. F*cking. Sh*t.
I forgot how good this felt. I forgot how amazing he is. I have missed this. There is no way I could ever do this with anyone else.
Wait. What about his girlfriend? That Gabby b*tch. Sh*t!! I'm such an awful person! I just had sex with another girl's man!! Oh my God. But I couldn't help it, when I'm with him all sense of reality is just swept away. Like now as my head is laying on his chest listening to the soothing sound of his heartbeat.
Neither of us say a word, we just lay there. He's running his hand through my damp hair while I play with his free hand. I slowly start to fall asleep and I feel him pull the covers over our still naked bodies.
I woke up with no recollection of what happened last night. I was curled in an unfamiliar blanket with absolutely no clothes on. After letting my eyes adjust to the light, I rolled over. The memories immediately flowed back when I caught sight of Jesse. He was laying on top of the blanket, completely naked and exposed.
I couldn't stop the smile as it sprung up on me. I allowed my eyes to travel the length of his body, soaking it all in. "D*mn, Swanson. You still got it." I said to myself when my eyes fell over what caused me great pleasure last night.
After taking another long minute to look at his beauty, I carefully crawled out of the bed and started some coffee before getting dressed. I had just finished putting my bra on when an alarm went off, scaring the sh*t out of me. Jesse groaned as he rolled over and hit the dismiss button before sitting up.
"So is this a one night stand type of deal, or what?" He asked as he pulled the sheets up to cover his manlyness. "Of course not, I'm just putting my clothes on." I answered as I pulled my shirt over my head. "Since when do you use an alarm?"
"Since I got a job substitute teaching at a high school." He answered as he followed me with his eyes. I poured us both a cup of coffee then joined him on the bed. "You still know how I make my coffee." He said, seeming surprised. I just shrugged my shoulders and sipped from my cup. "So, what are we going to do?" he asked after I set my cup on the nightstand. "About what?"
"Beca, we just had sex." he stated. "I know, I was there." I responded. "Well, are we going to stay together or are we just going to split like you originally wanted?" there was a moment of silence in which I could not look at him. What are we going to do? "I don't know." I finally answered. He set his cup with mine before grabbing my hands. "I can tell you what I want." he carefully yanked on my arms and I fell forward, my lips smashing to his.
He kissed me with such passion and force and I gave to his touch. Pulling my hands from his grip, I tangled them in his hair. He pulled me closer to him as I returned the passion and force. He tasted so good. Something about the way the coffee flavor mixes with the taste of his skin makes him irresistible. He gently bit my lip and I let his hands slide under my shirt. Suddenly, a phone rang. "Is that mine or yours?" I asked between kisses. "Who cares?" he answered. I was about to reply when his tongue jolted into my mouth and his hands slid into the back of my pants.
I did my best to ignore the ringing and concentrate on what Jesse's mouth and hands are accomplishing but the noise became unbearable. We simultaneously groaned as I pulled away. "Just answer the d*mn thing!" he sighed and pulled it off of his nightstand. "It's the school I sub at." he seemed confused as to why they would be calling him, I mean, it is Sunday. I motioned for him to answer it. He let out an aggravated sigh but clicked the green phone button anyway.
"Hello." he was quiet and I could hear mumbles as the person on the other end spoke. "This is he....Yes that is....No, I'm out of town for a funeral....I'm not sure yet....That's great!....Can I get back to you on that?.....Ok, thank you....You, too....Good bye." he hung up and tossed his phone on the bed. "What was that about?" I asked. "They lost their choral director to old age and they want me to replace her."
"Jesse, that's great!" I exclaimed, pulling him into a quick hug. "For a guy that just landed a job you sure don't look too happy." I said. "The school is in Atlanta, Georgia. 2, 175 miles away from here." my mood immediately changed. "Of course it is." I retorted, feeling stupid for even thinking that we would be possible again. "But hey, we can try a long distance thing." he suggested.
"You're kidding me, right? Those things always end horribly."
"Then, what are we gonna do?" I knew what I had to say. I looked for an out but there was nothing else. I had to hurt him in order to help him. I had to kill myself in order to save him. Keeping my eyes on the bed, I said the four words I dreaded most.
"You have to go."
"The h*ll I do!"
"Jesse, please." I begged. "No, Beca! I don't want that. I can't leave you and our son, not again. I refuse to."
"Jesse, you have no choice."
"Yes I do. It's my life."
"No, I'm not letting you give up a chance for a good life for a chance to rekindle the past. You always told me that if you couldn't make it in the professinal world of music then you want to give others the oppurtunity by teaching them the world of music.Well, here's your oppurtunity and I'm not letting you give it up."
"It's not your choice, Beca. It's mine. And I decided that I want to stay her in Los Angeles where my family lives. I want to be with you." I turned my head completely away from him. I knew that what I had to say next would rip my heart from my chest, pumble it into a pile of mush, light it on fire, and drop it in acid.
He was quiet for what felt like forever. When he finally spoke, his voice was brittle. "You don't want to be with me?"
"No, I don't."
"Then what was....all of this?!" he sounded flustered. "It was just sex, Jesse. Everyone does it."
"Not you and not like this. Beca, you came over here and kissed me. You are the one who said just let what happens happen. You woke up this morning and made us coffee. You stayed intead of leaving. You whispered the words I love you not thinking I could hear it. What does that show?"
"That you're reading too much into this. That you don't know how to have casual sex with the person who used to love you. That you have never done something you didn't want to do to spare someone's feelings. That you have never reached the peak of pure pleasure and lost control of the words coming out of your mouth. That you can't just let go and see that maybe I'm trying to do something beneficial for you because you're my friend."
"You just have an answer for everything, don't you?" I didn't respond, I just looked at the wall behind his head. "Ok. I don't believe you, but ok. I leave tonight. I'll wait for you to tell me not to go."
"Well you'll be waiting an awful long time." I said then stood. I had to leave before I broke down. He has to go. I grabbed my stuff and sped walked to the door.
"Hey, you were gone all night. Must've been a good night." Chloe said when I walked into the door of my house. "He's leaving." I responded quickly, walking to my bedroom. "What? Why?" she asked. "Because I told him to."
"I thought you changed your mind and you wanted to be with him." I stopped at my door and turned to looked at him. The sight of her playing with my son raised my spirits a little bit. "He got a great job offer so I told him to leave."
"And he agreed to just leave you and AJ?"
"No. I had to tell him I didn't want to be with him."
"Oh my God, that must have killed you." she had a sympathetic look on her face. "Yeah, and to make matters worse, they decided to call after we had sex." I said then locked myself in my room, leaving her to deal with her own shock. I was done with her questions and I was done with the world.
There was a light knock on my bedroom door followed by Chloe's head popping in. "Hey, Bec. It's time to go." she said. I know I said that I didn't want to see Jesse again because I would change my mind, but I have to. Chloe is leaving today as well. She and Jesse are taking the same flight to save money and to have a flight buddy. Unlucky for me, Chloe needs a ride to the airport so I have to be her chauffer.
"I'm coming." I replied quietly. I crawled out of bed and slumped out of my room. "AJ come on! It's time to take Aunt Chloe to the airport!" I called for my son as I wrapped the jacket Jesse had given me around my shoulders. "NO!" AJ's voice boomed from the backroom followed by the little pitter-patter of feet. AJ jumped into Chloe's arms. "Do you have to leave?"
"I'm sorry buddy, but I do." Chloe replied. "No! You can't leave! I will miss you!" he yelled then buried his face in her neck. "I'll miss you, too but I gotta get back to work. Besides, you can always come visit me. And, you got your mommy and she is way better than me. Don't you think?"
"Yes." he replied, pulling away from Chloe and reaching for me. I chuckled as I took him and he rested his head on my shoulder. "Ok, let's go before I change mind." Chloe said then led the way.
We arrive at the airport and AJ insists that I carry him. This boy is a serious momma's boy and you won't find his momma complaining. I follow Chloe through the airport and once we find the airline, I do everything in my power to avoid Jesse.
"Hey Chloe, Beca." Jesse addressed us formally. He immediately went into that baby voice mode when he greeted AJ. "Hey buddy." He said and tickled him. AJ jerked in my arms and squealed as his dad hit his every ticklish spot, which are in the exact places as his dad's. "Ok, that's enough. I don't want to drop him." I spoke my first words to Jesse since this morning.
Jesse retreated. "So, I have to get this stuff through security." Chloe said, cutting the intense vibe. "I'll help." I said, willing to do anything to avoid Jesse.
After 10 minutes of security check and 10 minutes of waiting, the first call for their flight came over the intercom. We walked over to the gate and said our last goodbyes.
"Why do you have to leave?" AJ asked, latching onto Chloe. "I told you, buddy. I gotta back to my life and my boyfriend." He reluctantly pulled away and ran into his dad's arms. "Why do you have to go?" I repeated AJ's question. Chloe chuckled. "Come here."
I wrapped my arms around her and held her. "I'm going to miss you, Chlo."
"I know. I'm gonna miss you, too. You're my b*tch." I chuckled. "A*shole." She laughed and we held each other a little longer. The second call for their flight was announced and we reluctantly split.
"So, do you have anything you want to say?" Jesse asked, hoping I'd ask him to stay. I wish I could. "Nope. I told you, just sex." The last call was announced. "Ok, I'm going to miss you." Jesse said, voice brittle again. "I'll miss you, too, Jess." I gave him a quick hug then watched them board the plane.
Chloe handed the attendant her ticket, the attendant did something to it before handing it back. Chloe turned and waved at us one more time before disappearing through the gates.
It was Jesse's turn now. He did the same thing as Chloe. Right before stepping beyond the gates he dropped his bags and ran back to me. He cupped my face and kissed me. My nails dug into his skin as I melted with his touch. There was so much love and passion in the kiss and it made it that much harder to do the right thing.
When he pulled away, I immediately missed his touch. "Sir, if you're getting on this plane you need to move now." The attendant lady said. "Jesse, you gotta go." I said. "I know, but I can't leave until you admit it was more than just sex."
"Admit it, and I'll go." There was a pause. "It was more than just sex. It'll never be just sex with you." He smiled and kissed me again. "Sir!" The lady yelled and Jesse released me. Before walking away, he whispered something to me. It was the same I told him before I left.
"Te quiero mucho."
Woo, another chapter!! There's over 6000 words in this chapter so I hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter will probably be the one my IBFF suggested, not sure yet.
In case any of you are wondering, I will be working on I Have Not Forgotten soon, I promise.
From here, updates may be a little late. I just found out my mom for sure has to have surgery to remove the brain aneurysm. I'll try to update often but if not, remember there's lots going on in my life. For now, I gotta go.
So remember, y'all just keep y'all and have a great life.