Saturday, October 3, 2009

Ultimatum

Megan's POV

I should have said no. We had the wedding to go to tomorrow and that was enough, that was more than enough… I sighed to myself as I watched him bent over in front of the TV stand where the DVD’s were. I knew why he had come over here - why does Jordan Staal go anywhere that doesn’t have to do with hockey? The thing I couldn’t’ figure out was; why did I drop my plans with Corey and Tyler to sit at home and watch a movie with him?

It was a complete surprise that Tyler had decided to come down to Pittsburgh for the weekend; and here I was doing nothing - well, staring at Jordan’s ass but… alright so, that is awesome but… still, I should be out with my brothers.
Harley had laughed when I told her my change of plans. “You’re in love with him Megan, when are you going to see that?”; was what she had said to me earlier, but that was nonsense - Jordan Staal isn’t capable of love, and I’m not dumb enough to try.

“Alright… Green Street Hooligans it is!” I laughed as Jordan stood up and headed back to me, a look of triumph on his face as he jumped onto the couch, crushing me underneath him.

“You’re such a dork…” I laughed as he shifted me easily around him, pulling me closer until my back was sternly fixed against his chest.
In normal standing we didn’t make it through the full movie; the only difference was that this time it was me edging it on.

Before Elijah Wood’s character got to meet sexy Charlie Hunnam; Jordan was carrying me to my bed - bridal style.
Our lips were locked as I wrapped my arms around his neck; hanging on like he was a life saver.

He laid me down on my bed and began to crawl on top of me, but I stopped him, kicking my leg out until I was the one on top. I ripped my shirt up over my head and he mirrored me; exposing his beautiful chest as he tossed his shirt aside. I dropped my lips down onto his; kissing him so hard it hurt.
Without looking down I unhooked his belt and slid it away from him, expertly undoing his top button moving down to his zipper.

His hands grabbed onto my hips and slid upwards; sending shivers over my body as he traced my curves. I sighed in complete bliss as he fought me for control - flipping me roughly over to my back and moving his lips down onto my cleavage.
My whole body shook with anticipation as I waited for him to take him; I had always wondered what it would be like to have sex with someone I loved.

Oh shit. My entire body shut down as my arms locked over my chest. What the hell did I just think? No… no… there’s no way. I exhaled loudly as I tilted my head up and watched Jordan’s tongue trace a line towards my bellybutton. No that can’t be. But it was. I knew it, maybe I had always known it… or maybe Harley had just pushed the thought into my mind. I wanted to pretend that I was just confused, so horned up that I was thinking crazy thoughts; but for the first time everything made sense.
I loved Jordan Staal, and I wanted every part of him. Not just this… Of course I wanted his touch; but it was more than that. I wanted to hold him, spend time with him, know everything about him.
I wanted to love him, and this wasn’t the way. He’ll never love you… he just wants sex… you’re such an idiot Megan…

Jordan let out a soft moan as he pulled himself back up, nuzzling his face into the soft skin of my neck as his kisses continued.
I felt the first of hot tears flow down my face as I tried to gasp for air. Jordan pushed himself away from me a bit; tilting his head slightly as he stared at me. “Megan… what? Are you ok?” I started to shake my head slightly, covering my face with my hands. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“Get out…” I mumbled through my hands, not wanting to look at him anymore.

“What?” He grabbed onto my wrists and tried to pry them off my face. “Did I do something, if you don’t want to have sex-”

Sex! Of course it was about sex… that’s all I was… sex. “I said get out!” I shoved him backwards as I scrambled into a sitting position, pulling the blankets up around me. I hated crying; despised it - but I couldn’t stop myself as the tears fell freely down my face. “Megan come on, talk to me…” I let out a muffled scream as I biffed a pillow at him.
Not only was I crying in front of him; something that I never did - but I was crying about him. For some reason this made my anger boil up to a dangerous level.
He caught the pillow easily; batting it away with his hand as his continued to stare at me.
After a minute he walked over and pulled his shirt on over his head, exhaling loudly as he stood; unmoving.

“What are you waiting for? I said go!” I was screaming, and I didn’t care; he still didn’t move, so I added a lie. “Get the fuck out Jordan… I hate you!”

He spun around and headed to the front door, slamming it behind him. I gasped as renewed tears began to fall over my face; I grabbed my phone. Fuck him, fuck him for being so fucking perfect! I dialed Harley’s number in, not even realizing how late it was.

“Megan? What’s up? I thought that Jordan-” I let out a sob at the sound of Harley’s cheery voice. “Meagan? Oh my God, are you crying?! What happened… what did he do?” She covered the phone for a minute and I could hear her mumbling to a man.

“I- … oh God Harley, I just kicked him out… I don’t… fuck…” I sighed and fell backwards, sobbing hard.
Harley didn’t talk, she just sat on the phone with me; letting me cry.

I wasn’t sure how long I bawled for, but eventually I was able to think straight and I sat up; not bothering to cover my lace bra as I began to talk quietly into the phone. “Harley you were right… I love him. I love him and I don’t know what to do… it hurts so bad…”

“Megan! Why are you crying then? Did you tell him?”

“No… I told him I hated him…”

Silence. “Why would you do that… I don’t…?” She sighed, trying to find the right words.

“Megan, it’s Jordan Staal. He doesn’t do relationships, he does one night stands… this wasn’t suppose to be like this… he wasn’t suppose to - God how did I let this happen?!”

Harley started to laugh lightly as she listened to my bitch fit. “Megan, you can’t help who you love… you can’t stop yourself. I think you need to tell him…”

I sighed and shook my head. “I can’t tell him Harley… if I tell him that I love him then I’ll have to tell him about-” I groaned softly as I thought about how angry Jordan would be if he knew about Marc. “I’d have to tell him that I slept with his brother…”

“What the fuck did you just say?” I froze, my breath catching in my throat as I turned around to the door.

Sidney was standing in the hallway, staring at me - complete disgust in his face. “You had sex with Jordan’s brother?” He spat at me. I didn’t know what else to do, I nodded. “Wow… here I thought you were different but… you’re just another puck slut… you stay away from him.”

“Megan, what’s going on? Who just called you a slut?!” I could hear Harley freaking out through the phone but I couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“Please don’t tell him…” I whispered softly; his face hardened and he looked over his shoulder at the closed door.

“I won’t tell him… as long as you stay away from him.” I nodded slowly as Sidney turned around, slamming the door shut behind him; leaving me alone with my ultimatum.

2 comments:

  1. WHAT?!?! I'm so confused right now that it hurts. First off, I feel sooooo bad for Megan right now because she didn't really do anything wrong. Jordan sleeps with everyone anyway so what's the big deal? And how did Sidney get there?!?

    Update soon because I need to know what just happened.

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  2. angry sid! I can't believe he overheard her, and why was he even there?

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