Always You

Jay Evans was the guy everyone wanted to be with, Cara Pierce was the girl next door. These two people have known each other from the time they were six years old. They are now both adults he's 30 and she's 32. Engaged to different people, Jay to Brenda and Cara to Dylan. There was an undeniable connection between the two of them they never thought for one moment that a friendship with so much history was about to change there lives forever. "Wayne I don't want to stay home for another night," I complained to my Fiancee. We were fighting. Wayne wanted to spend another night in bed doing absolutely nothing while I wanted to go out. I lived in Mayfield my whole life, so I knew better than anyone else that there wasn't much to do in the small town. Wayne could have at least taken me to get a burger and play some pool at the Mystic Grille. I voiced my opinion and rolled my eyes as he ignored it. "I'll cook here for you. I'll cook and then we can watch a movie," he had said. "You're not getting the point, Wayne. I want to go out. We've done nothing but sit indoors for the past two weeks. Don't you want to do something different?" He had frowned and shook his head. I groaned in frustration and threw my hands up in the air. I was ready to give up. "Are you trying to say I'm boring?" Wayne asked. I could see that he was getting defensive as he crossed his arms across his chest. "That's not what I'm saying, Wayne. I don't think you're boring. I know you're not boring, that's why I'm getting so mad right now," I explained. We continued to argue for the next couple of minutes. I realized that I was getting nowhere with this argument. I grabbed my car keys from his table after putting my jacket back on. "Wayne," I said, "If you want to stay home, fine. I'm going out. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I let him say nothing else after that and left, knowing he would give me my space. Wayne always gave me my space. That was one of the things I loved about him. I got into my car and drove away from the Boarding House, heading towards the Mystic Grill. I parked my car down the block and pushed the door to the Grill open. It was crowded as it should be on a Friday night. I saw no sign of my friends which was a let down, but I didn't worry. I sent a quick text message asking Nikki if she was busy. While I waited, I sat at the bar and ordered a glass of soda. "Rough night, Pierce?" As I heard the familiar voice, I swung the stool around to face Jayson Evans. He was in his usual attire; black t-shirt, black jeans, and his signature leather jacket. He wore his usual smirk as he looked at me sitting at the bar. "Can I help you, Jayson?" I asked with a tired voice. He took a seat next to me and ordered two bottles of beer. "Drinking two at a time? You might want to go to an A.A meeting," I joked. "One is for me," Jay said as he took the bottles. He slid one over to me and continued to smirk, "And this one is for you." No." I shook my head. I wasn't going to drink. That's not what I went to the Grill for. I repeated myself before telling him, "I'm not drinking. I'm going to stick with my soda and then play a game of pool." Jay pouted, "Oh come on, Cara. Have some fun in your life." "I don't need to drink to have fun." "With me you do," he waggled his eyebrows at me and chuckled when I rolled my eyes. He waved the bottle at me. "Come on Cara, you know you want to." That was one thing about Jayson Evans that drove me crazy. Ever since I met him, he was able to see right through me. He knew every one of my thoughts and knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted the beer and he knew I did. I took it from his hands and popped the cap off, clinking the neck of my bottle with his. I held the bottle up to my lips and took a sip, starting off slow. I watched as he took a sip as well and then placed the bottle down onto the bar. He looked back at me and I had to look away to avoid his intense eyes. He chuckled again before asking, "So why are you here and not with my brother?" Just thinking of Wayne and the fight we got into made me angry all over again. I took a large sip from my bottle and clearly surprised Jayson. "Trouble in paradise?" "It's not trouble in paradise," I sighed. The fight really wasn't that bad. I was just overreacting. "We got into a small fight. I wanted to go out and he didn't." I guess Jayson had found that bit of information amusing. He tossed his head back and laughed out loud, gaining the attention of a few bystanders. I glared at Jsyson until he sat back. He had a smile on his face from laughing, a rare sight to see, and I couldn't help but feel the glare slip away as I saw that smile. He noticed me staring and the smile faded. I felt disappointed. The boring brother strikes again, huh?" Jay rolled his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders, "Well it's about time you realized how boring my brother can be." "Wayne isn't boring all of the time!" I defended my Fiancee. I finished off my beer before pushing the empty bottle away. Jay ordered two more for us as I continued to talk. "Wayne can be fun but for the past two weeks he's wanted to do nothing but sit inside. I have friends that want to hang out. I don't want to sit inside all of the time when I can be out having a good time." But then again Mr Evans why are you here and not at home with your beloved Brenda. He seemed to ignore my question and took a sip of he's beer. He dodged the question and said "So that's why you're here?" he asked as he handed me the second bottle. "To have a good time?" I paused for a moment as I took the bottle from his hands. Our fingers brushed together and I felt a bit of a shock. I pulled away quickly, but never pulled my eyes away from his. I felt as if I was being compelled, but I could feel my locket wrapped around my neck. I nodded my head, answering yes to his question. "Then a good time is what you'll have. Finish that beer. We're going to move on to the better stuff." The next couple of hours passed quickly. Shots were taken one after the other. Bets were made over pool, followed by more shots. We were trashed, both of us. Jay hid it well, but I could tell that he was just as drunk as I was. After a while we had no choice but to leave the Mystic Grill. We couldn't stay there all night. I stumbled out of the door, laughing at absolutely nothing.Jay followed closely behind me and bumped into me, sending us both into another fit of hysterics. "Where should we go?" I hiccupped. He pointed to me with a goofy grin, telling me that we should go back to my apartment. I told him we couldn't drive, so he pulled out he's phone and called us a cab. I wanted Jay and this night to never end.Soon we were at my apartment we tiptoed into the apartment to not wake my roommates. I tripped into the room as I opened the door and started to laugh. Jay hushed me as he tried to stop himself from laughing. I closed the door and leaned against it with a wide smile on my face. He placed a hand on the side of my head and looked down at me with an expression I couldn't read. With my mind not clear, I didn't think of what I did next. I had moved closer to him, standing on the tips of my toes to brush my lips against his. I pulled away quickly with a shy smile on my face as I played with the ends of his hair. Jay smirked down at me as he pressed his body against mine. I moaned instantly, causing his eyes to light up with mischief. In a flash he had me pressed into the mattress of my bed as he kissed me passionately. I felt as if my entire body was on fire as I arched my back into his body. He pulled away and moaned in my ear. Now I was the one smirking. I pulled his face back to mine and continued to kiss him, finding it hard to stop. Hours later I was laying naked in my bed, Jay's naked body pressed against my back. His arm was wrapped lazily around my waist as he played with my fingers. My eyes drifted shut and soon I was falling asleep. The next morning when I woke up, the hangover hit me hard. I stumbled out of bed to shut the window and pull the drapes shut. The light was killing me and the sooner I got rid of it, the better. I shivered because of the cold air and that's when I realized I was completely naked. I had no underpants on, not even a shirt. I rushed over to my dresser to dress quickly before crawling back into bed. As I laid my head on the pillow, I struggled to remember the events from the previous night. The fight with Wayne was the first thing that popped into my mind. From there, I tried to connect the dots. The fight had led me to go to the Mystic Grill. There, I ran into Jayson. We drank, played pool, drank some more… That's when it all clicked in my head. I gasped and threw my hand over my mouth. "Cara? Is everything okay?" The voice of my roommate drifted through the door. "Everything's fine!" I shouted. My voice was shaky and when I heard her say nothing more, I figured she went downstairs. I pulled the blankets over my head as the guilt sank in. I slept with Wayne's brother. I cheated on Wayne with his own brother. The guilt hurt and I sank lower into the mattress, wishing I could fix it all.