One passionate night

Bad idea...

“Are you really going to give me the silent treatment forever?” Jimmy pressed, giving me a sneaky suspicion that he wasn’t going to stop bugging me.

It has been a few days since we talked. I made it possible to keep avoiding him and not work a shift with him but here he was. Swopped out shifts with the person who was supposed to be working with me.

“I really don’t get what you are so upset about.” He was really starting to work on my last nerve.

I bit back a remark and gave him a pointed stare that I wasn’t in the mood for his nagging.

“I’m not upset about anything and most certainly not mad about you seeing someone. It’s good news that you’ve moved on but how can you expect me to be your friend when I don’t even know you or trust you?”

“What have I done to make you not trust me? Of course, you know me. We have been working together for two years.”

I didn’t want to repeat what Corbin told me. It wasn’t my intention to push them further apart.

“How would you feel if I invite you over and in the middle of the night invite some boy over and spend time with him?” It’s basically just rude.

No matter if we are just friends. I don’t think he comprehended what he was doing. He stopped thinking about others’ feelings a long time ago and I wasn’t going to let him throw me under the bus.

“You were asleep.” As if his excuses can justify everything.

I just shook my head and turned away from him. I will never get through his thick, arrogant skull. Five years ago, I made a promise to myself to stay away from people like Tucker and seeing Jimmy’s true intentions frightened me.

I wasn’t ready to be abused again. Not have my heart shattered by someone whom I started to trust and believe in. I build walls around my heart for a reason. It was fragile and afraid of the world and all its cruel ways. People like Tucker and his friends existed and would do anything to break a person.

“How can I fix this?” He asked and I felt him standing right behind me.

“By letting it go,” I muttered, turning around and pushing him slightly away from me. My personal space was already limited and I was barely getting through a night with being cornered by a bar, shelves and people I work with.

“What happened to the agreement of staying friends?” He asked, misinterpreting my remark.

“We are friends, Jimmy but admit it. You want to be more and I can’t give you more.” I don’t want to. We are so different from each other. He won’t see me for who I am truly am and accept my dreams. He already thinks it is a joke.

“Why not?” With his question he took a step closer, making my back press up against the edge of the counter and his hands rested on either side of me. Caging me in like a wounded animal.

“You can’t force love. It’s a psychological thing.” I counted to a hundred to conceal my anxiety. I hate being intimidated. I hate the fact that anyone thinks they have the right to hurt you through intimidation.

“Who said I’m seeking love? Maybe I am only looking for fun.” The moment he raised his hand to touch me, I pushed him away from me and inhaled a fresh breath of air before turning to look at him.

I saw the way his eyes widen when he realized I caught onto his sick game. “I’m sorry.” He apologized. I don’t even know if it was sincere or not.

“It’s just we haven’t hung out or talked in four days. I don’t know why I’ve just done that.” His excuse angered me. He knew exactly what he was doing. It doesn’t take a scientist to see his scheme.

“I just wanted to know if you want to come over to my party.” He asked, covering up what he has almost done and what he said. 

“Jimmy, I am really tired and last time things didn’t really go according to plan.” I referred to his hot brother who was home after he assured me Corbin wouldn’t be there.

The s****l tension between Corbin and me was real and I don’t know if I will be able to keep my hormones in check for any longer with his brother around.

“Corbin isn’t home. He hates my parties.” Jimmy reassured me.

“You said that the last time as well.” I pointed out.  

“My brother has a secret life. How do you think he is able to afford that house we are staying at?” Jimmy remarked making me frown.

“I was under the impression that your parents were paying for the house,” I admitted, feeling a bit curious to know how Corbin could afford such a place. It makes sense now as to why Jimmy is working.

Jimmy shrugged. “My brother is a pretty determined guy and when he got the chance to move out. He took it.” It is the first time I heard Jimmy talk about his brother in such a respective way.

“So, you didn’t answer my question.” He said referring to his party. “I’m pretty sure you don’t want to go home to an empty place and sleep at this hour.”

I actually didn’t mind being alone. It was peaceful with no rush having no one around to tell me what to do or who to be for the day.

“Come on, it’s going to be fun. When was the last time you let your hair down?” Maybe a night of fun would do me some good.

“Fine but I can’t stay.” Jimmy nodded and smiled at me.

While I wondered if I just made the same mistake as the first time.

We met up at his place and I was a bit disappointed to see how few people showed up. He wasn’t a very popular guy, unlike his brother who knew everyone.

I recognized a few of the faces walking through the house, looking for the kitchen to get myself something to drink while Jimmy greeted his guests.

I went for a walk to see if there was anything at least interesting. Maybe a pool table or even beer pong but there wasn’t a soul outside. Everyone was cramped inside and in front of the television watching god knows what.

They had music on but no one was dancing. No wonder Corbin found his parties boring. I am not a party girl and even I know what a party looks like when I see one. Jaylin was more the party kind and always dragged me out with her to high school parties where we had fun and she never left my side.

I decided to head home once I was done with my non-alcoholic soda since there wasn’t anything exciting happening. I threw my can in the dustbin and didn’t bother to say my goodbyes as I headed over to the front door but to my dismay, it opened with Giselle and her posse entering the house. Every single guy in the room dropped what they were busy with and stared at them.

Giselle was a beautiful girl, tall, confident, skinny waisted and had an attractive face. Jimmy was at her side instantly but I got a different vibe from her. She showed no interest in him as her eyes scanned the room and if I had to guess. I would say she was looking for Corbin.

Nobody forgets a handsome face like his or moves on that quickly after dating someone like Corbin.

She was not only going to break one brother’s heart but both. It was obvious that she wasn’t happy with Jimmy and starting to regret ever going for him.

I really had to get out of here. I’ve never met Giselle personally but I know what kind of person she was. She was on the volleyball team with Mandy and treated her teammates and everyone else like garbage.

Giselle didn’t like girls who were more beautiful and she made that pretty obvious.

Looking around for an exit wishing there was a way I could get out of here without being noticed but every exit was blocked by either her or her posse. Including Jimmy would notice if I slip out of the front door.

I even started to consider climbing out through the kitchen window but her laughter grew closer and I had no intention in meeting her. I slipped out of the kitchen and went upstairs seeing it as my only escape.

My feet picked up pace when I heard Jimmy’s voice growing louder and it almost sounded as if he was following me up the stairs. I went for the first door that I saw not caring if it was a bathroom or a bedroom. Jimmy assured me that his brother was out.

I shut the door and stood with my ear against the door. Trying to listen for any indication that the coast was clear and I could get out of here.

I didn’t even make the effort to take in the room all I cared about is getting the hell out of here. Feeling like trusting Jimmy was a bad idea and it had to come to an end. Whatever he was busy with wasn’t going to end well. He confessed his feelings for me but he is screwing around with Corbin’s ex-girlfriend.

How many other girls are out there that he has played with? All this time I took Jimmy as the nice brother but something tells me it is the other way around.

Jimmy was the player while Corbin… I don’t even know what Corbin was.

“I am pretty sure that door can stand by itself.” I yelped, almost jerking out of my skin at the sound of Corbin’s deep, velvety voice.