Take Me Away

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story and a happy ending.

Submitted: May 15, 2014

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Submitted: May 15, 2014



"Because you gave me everything, maybe I thought you were easy."

Those words played on repeat in my mind. A never ending record spinning on a record player, playing as loudly as it possibly could.

"You were easy..."

How could he say that? How could he just throw me aside like that? I loved him! I really did! How can one man be so cruel?

"Easy.... Easy.... Easy..." 

"Easy." She repeated, her eyes closed as she pulled her pillows over her head. Tears plagued her face, though she tried so hard to push them back. 

Suddenly, a harsh rapping on her door disturbed her thoughts, causing her to jump with fright at the sound. 

"Jessica! Wake up! You've got to get to work!"

"Hnn...ugh..." She replied, pushing her head back under the pillow.

The banging continued, along with the violent rattling of her locked doorknob.

"I mean it! I refuse to pay your half of the rent this month! If you don't get your ass to work, then you're going to have to get out! Jessica!"

Each bang on the door made her flinch, until finally she couldn't take it anymore. She jumped out of the bed, reluctantly, and went to the door, pulling it open.

"I heard you the first time..." She said with a yawn.

"Good. Get dressed, lazy bum." 

Jessica watched her roommate, Jeff, stomp away from the door and down the hallway. His attitude a lot more ferocious than normally. She wondered what was up with him, but shrugged it off. She would talk to him about it later. She sauntered off to her bathroom and began to get unchanged before hopping into the less the warm water. Shivering, she quickly finished her shower and hopped out. 

Before she knew it, she was ready and headed down the stairs to meet her roommate in the kitchen where she poured herself a rather large bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice.

"Its almost two in the afternoon. Breakfast is over, dear." He said calmly as his eyes scanned the job selection of the paper. 

"Yeah, well, its morning somewhere, right?" She asked as she sat down across from him, eyeing him as he looked through the paper.

"No, I didn't lose my job. I just can't stand those bastards anymore. They don't respect me or how hard I work. Plus, I think its time for a change anyway. Look, I could be a taxi driver. I have a car."

Jeff looked up at her and finally took notice of her appearance. Her eyes were red and puffy, he thought he had heard crying last night. She tried to cover her face with foundation and eye liner, but they had been friends for so long that there was no way to hide it around him. She should be ashamed for even trying, he thought.

"What's wrong?" He asked her. 

Jessica shrugged and looked down into her bowl of cereal, refusing to meet his gaze. She knew he could tell something was up. But she didn't want to bother him with it, not with all he had going on. "It's nothing. Just a bad night, I guess."

"Mmhm. Is it Brandon? Did he do something stupid again?"

Jessica closed her eyes as the tears started to form again. 'Easy...' Repeated in her mind over and over again as she shook her head to get it to go away. "We aren't together anymore."

"Oh, what? I thought you two were going to get married! What happened?" He asked, shocked.

Jessica looked up at him and shook her head, forcing a smile. "Nothing. I just couldn't handle his immaturity anymore. So I finally had to say goodbye. That's all." 

She looked over at the clock and saw that it was already 2:15. She had to be at work by 2:30. "Shit! I'm going to be late again!" 

She hurriedly jumped up and ran to the kitchen to grab her purse, shoving all of her belongings into it, she grabbed her name badge and apron and ran to the door.

"Don't think this conversation is over! I'll be there to pick you up at 9:00 tonight!"

She rushed out of the door and down the apartment stairs and didn't stop. She never liked to run, but she had to make an exception. She couldn't afford to lose her job, and her boss was looking for any reason to fire her these days. Maybe for calling out so much, or showing up so late. In either case, he told her that one more time and she was out. 

She looked down at her watch on her wrist. "2:28... Oh man, I'm not going to make it!" She yelled as she turned the corner. She ran through the coffee shop doors and right into her boss. 

He looked down at his watch and then up at her panting face. "2:30, right on time." He said. 

Breathing in a sigh of relief, she instantly went to work after putting her things away in the back. Taking orders at each table, she paused dead in her tracks when she noticed Brandon at one of the back tables with another girl, Stephanie. 

'Wow, he got over me fast...' She thought as she walked slowly over to the table. She thought that maybe she could get one of the other serving girls to cover it for her, but no one there liked her enough to do so. Plus, they all knew how cheap Brandon was.

Jessica got to the table and stared down at her notepad in front of her, pen ready. Maybe if she didn't look up, he would think she had moved on, too. "What can I get for you two?" She asked in a monotone.

"Oh, Jessica. Hi. Well, this is awkward. You've met Steph, right?" Brandon asked, a smug smile on his face. He knew he was winning, but she couldn't let him see that. 

"Oh, Brandon. I hadn't noticed it was you. Hi, Steph. What can I get for you?" She asked again, her grip on her pen tightening. This was all a game to him, all of it. She had given him everything, and he left her for this... this skank? She pushed it out of her mind and she wrote down their orders and turned on her heal to leave as quickly as she could, before Brandon grabbed her hand to stop her.

"Thank you." His voice was so maniacal. So manipulative. She felt the tears coming to her eyes. She knew he wasn't thanking her for her excellent service. He was thanking her for being so easy and giving him every innocent piece of her that had remained. She turned and looked at him and before she knew it, her hand flew and slapped him across the face. 

Brandon let go immediately as her boss came running over, seeing what she had just done. "Jessica! What the hell is wrong with you? Sir, I am so sorry. I promise, I will handle this matter personally. Can I get you anything?" 

Jessica threw down her pen and paper before turning and running as quickly as she could out of the restaurant, her boss calling after her. She didn't care, she had to get away. As far away as she could. She needed to forget everything, forget Brandon, if that was even possible.

Jessica ran to the woods, not stopping. She needed to get to her place, her lake. The one place no one else knew about, not even Brandon. She tripped over a few broken tree branches, getting her hands and knees dirty, but she didn't care. Tears streamed down her face as the lake came into view. Without stopping her pace, Jessica ran straight into the water, holding her breath as she held her head under the water.

She had to wash herself, rid herself, of him. Of everything about him. She scrubbed her body for hours in the water, the tears never seeming to end.

Night was beginning to set, but Jessica wasn't about to head back. Not yet, she wasn't ready. She climbed out of the water and laid in the grass, watching through the clearing of the trees as the sky got darker and the stars started to shine through the night sky. There were no more tears, she was finally numb.

An hour passed, or so she thought anyway, it felt like she was laying there for an hour, when she heard a footstep. She sat up quickly, her hairs standing on the back of her neck. Another footstep, and then another. She stood quickly, turning her back to the lake as she watched the trees. Someone was coming for her, someone knew she was here.

"Hello? Who's there?" She called out to the dark woods around her.

Finally, a shadow emerged from the trees and Jessica backed slowly to the waters edge, prepared to jump in. 

"Jessica? It's just Jeff. Calm down."

Jessica heard his voice and instantly fell to her knees, the tears sliding down her cheeks once again. How much can one person cry? 

Jeff instantly ran to Jessica's side and wrapped his arm around her, hugging her tightly. "I thought you might be here, I've seen you come out here a few times when I was out on my jog. I was worried when your boss told me you ran off in the middle of your shift after slapping Brandon. What happened?" 

Jessica looked up finally to see the look of worry and relief in Jeff's eyes. Had he really been afraid that something had happened to her? Did he really care that much? She sighed and looked down again, before finally telling him the whole story. About what Brandon had told her when he broke up with her, what happened in the diner, and everything she gave to Brandon. How she tried to wash him away, but nothing made it go away.

Jeff reached under her chin and made her look into his eyes. "Brandon is shit, Jess. I told you this from day one. You need someone to love you, for who you really are. Not something you try to be for him. You need someone... like me." 

Jessica's breath caught in her throat as she felt herself inching closer to his face, but she didn't try to stop herself. She finally realized, after years of their friendship, how much he really loved her. All that he had put up for, all for her. No wonder he had an attitude with her for such a long time while she was with Brandon. 

She pressed her lips to his and wrapped her arms around his neck, only finding herself getting closer and closer to him. Jeff wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in as close as possible, never letting her go.

Jessica hadn't realized how long they had been like that for, but she didn't care. Finally, Jeff pulled her up off the ground and into her arms, like she weighed nothing to him. "Wow, you've been working out." She said.

Jeff laughed and looked down at her in his arms, squeezing her gently. "It was the only way I could think I could get you to finally see me. Stupid, right?"

She shook her head and then laid it on his chest, letting his carry her home. "No, but you're perfect just the way you are."

And just like that, all memories of Brandon were gone. It was just her and Jeff now, and she knew that she would finally be happy and could just be herself. That was all she could ever ask for...

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