Jase, Fields, J. [story reading TXT] 📗

“My graduation money, and I don’t regret it. What was left over was used to buy plane tickets for Dominic, Valentino, and Rossi. They’re flying in Thursday for a few days. There are three suites on the boardwalk, I got them cheap. You should all meet and discuss everything. A law professor that I’m close with will be there and bringing her husband, an international business lawyer.” Holy shit I was impressed, “I accept whatever position you offer me, I will be turning in receipts for my expenses, and if you have nothing more to ask of me at this time, I’m going to go sleep in Jase’s bed for at least twelve hours. I am fucking exhausted.”

11

“This package is for Carly Smythe,” the mail delivery man tried to hand it to me. I backed up and he looked at me curiously, “Ma’am?”

“Who is it from?”

“A mobile phone carrier.”

“I don’t want it, please return it.”

He looked at me like I was half crazy, and when I say half, I’m kidding myself. He looked at me like I should be institutionalized-- What the hell? Hasn’t he ever had anyone refuse his package? Fucking men!

I signed the big brown computerized clip board and on comment I put, Fuck Off! I walked in the house and slammed the door. Dealing with Jase this early in the morning was going to set my mood for the entire day.

I looked in the mirror and cringed, yeah I can see why the delivery man looked at me like that. My hair looked like Einstein’s on a bad day. It had been a month since I had responded to Jase’s text and he stopped texting and now the bastard sends a phone. So he can what? Give me a booty call? Yeah right pig bastard! If he thought for a second I would still be going to Jersey for spring break, he was sorely mistaken. Jane and I were going to Mexico, yeah that’s right-- Cancun baby! Booked and paid for. I was getting over Jase and not by hanging out with Brad, because quite frankly I hated men, all of them were disappointments and maybe, just maybe, I would become a male version of Jase while I was on vacation. Except my mother and Mimi were coming along and I won’t actually do anything. Ugghhh… I frustrated myself.

I didn’t miss Jase, because I was still pissed at him, I did miss seeing Bella and hearing her sweet little voice. That sucked, but what sucked worse was that I told a little girl I loved her and then fell off the face of the earth. I never wanted to disappoint her… fucking Jase!

My phone rang and it was a number I didn’t recognize, “Hello.”

“Hey Baby…” I hung up the phone immediately.

-answer your fucking phone Carly or I will come there and sit on your patio until you talk to me…Jase

-I won’t be here. Just leave me alone please…C

My phone rang again and I declined the call, three times as a matter a fact. I was pretty proud of myself.

-Baby it’s important…Jase

The phone rang.

“I am giving you two minutes more of my time, that’s it, and that’s being rather generous!” Firm, strong, setting expectations, a woman in control Jase. That’s what I am.

“I miss you,” he paused, possibly waiting for a response but he wasn’t going to get one. “I need to see you.”

“Look at a picture,” ha!

“I do, several times a day. Look when you get here, I have a hotel…”

“Not coming and definitely not ever going to happen,” I laughed mockingly.

“Why aren’t you coming? Did you have another fight with your father?”

I was pissed, very pissed but I was trying to teach myself to think before I spoke, let’s see how that works, “My relationship with my father is none of your concern.”

“Everything about you is my concern, Carly,” he was also trying to control himself, his voice had a bit of a bite though.

“No Jase, and I’m not going to get into…”

“I love you, you love me, stop fucking kidding yourself. You’ll…”

“Jase, I’m trying to be nice here. I’m also trying to…”

“Lie to yourself Carly? Is that what you’re trying to do?”

“No Jase, but I won’t let you do that either!” Okay, calm it down there Carly.

“Bella misses you,” he whispered into the phone.

“Don’t do that Jase. Not to her,” Or to me, or you. I felt the burn of pending tears and I stopped talking.

“Come, just for a few days. A lot has changed, Carly,” his voice was strained and I definitely could not deal with that.

“I’m going on a spring break trip with a friend. I can’t do this to me anymore, and I will not do that to your…”

“Fucking BRAD!”

“No not fucking Brad, fucking Jane,” my voice squeaked.

“Who is Jane, Carly?” he snapped.

“My friend.” I could not fight with him, “Jase, I need to go.”

“I have one minute and thirty seconds left Carly,” his voice shook in anger.

“Jase this is stupid, you get so pissed at me and I …this is not who I am Jase, it’s not. I can’t do this. I freaked out a delivery man the other day. I’m starting to hate men, I am turning into Mimi,” I heard him chuckle which made me smile. “I’m glad I knew you but please, no more…”

“Let me talk baby. You hating men is perfect, I am not going to lie. I know who the girl I fell in love with is and I know what I have done to you, and I promise I will more than make-up for…”

“Listen, you take care of that little girl and worry about being happy. The man I fell for was amazing. But I am going to step back, heal, and move forward. Everyone has a first love that breaks them and they get over it.”

“You won’t, I won’t let you.”

“You don’t get to choose for me,” God this was hard, but I was doing it.

“Where