Part Six


    Isa continued to sob and then she heard a noise. It was the doorbell ringing. She somehow managed to pick herself up and get downstairs. She walked over to the door and opened it, finding JC standing there. Tears fell and he looked at her stained face.
    "OMG, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
    "Oh JC," she cried as she fell into his arms. They stood in the doorway as he hheld her in his arms smoothing her hair.
    "Shhhh it's ok, don't cry. Tell me what's wrong."
    "Ju...Jus....he's..." that was all she could get out. Her sadness overwhelmed her. JC picked her up and carried her into the house. He set her down on the couch and began to wipe away the tears.
    "Is Justin ok? Did something happen to him?" he asked fearing the worst. She shook her head no. "Well then what happened?"
    "He is cheating on me."
    "How do you know that?"
    "I called him in Tennessee and Britney answered. I could hear him in the background kissing her," she cried.
    "Oh my god, Izzy I'm so sorry."
    "I thought he changed. I thought he loved me. That's why I never got involved with him before. I knew he was a player and that he would only hurt me. Somehow I thought he had grown up and changed, but I guess he didn't. It was all just an act."
    JC cradled her in his arms as she sobbed. He hated to see her so upset.
    "How could Justin do this to her?" he thought. "Doesnt he realize what he has? Justin is an asshole! He doesn't know what a good thing he has when he has it."
    "I hate him JC. I never want to see him again!"
    "I know."
    "I wish I never met him."
    JC pulled her close again. She had soaked his shirt with her tears. He couldn't believe what was happening. He honestly thought that Justin loved her too. Her body shook in his arms. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her and tell her everything would be ok. She looked up at him and impulsively he kissed her. What shocked him was that she kissed back.
    "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," he said.
    "JC it's ok."
    "No I shouldn't have taken advantage like that. I should go," he said as he got up and left. Isa rolled herself into a ball and cried herself to sleep.

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    Today was the day Justin was expected home. Isa didn't know what she was going to do. He had called a few times leaving messages on the machine, but she never picked up or called back. He acted like everything was fine and that she was the love of his life. Her heart broke when she heard him on the phone.
    Another thing was JC. They has kissed, and strangely she didn't regret it. Her mind was one big ball of confusion. She didn't know what was going to happen. She couldn't even get up the power to tell Michele what had happened. Instead she spent the week wallowing in her pity. She sat at her kitchen table looking around at the cereal boxes. She thought of Justin sitting at this very table eating. Her thought was broken when the doorbell rang. She got up and answered it.
    "Blue eyes!" she said.     "Hey Izzy!" he said as he stepped into the house. "I want to apologize to you for the other day, I never should've..."
    "JC, it's ok. Don't worry about it."
    "But you are with Justin..."
    "WAS with Justin."
    "So it's that bad huh?"
    "I can't believe he did it to me blue. I really thought he loved me and would never break my heart."
    "I can;t believe it either. He seemed so in love."
    "I guess things change. He wanted his cake and to eat it too, but he got caught."
    JC just stared at her. He could still see the sadness in her eyes. He couldn't bear to see her like this. She always was so passionate and full of life, now to see her like this devastated him. He wanted nothing more than to tell her everything was going to be ok. Just then the dryer alarm went off.
    "Well I better get the clothes, care to help me?"
    "Sure madam."
    They walked into the laundry room. Isa began to take out some of the clothes as JC placed them in the basket to be folded. She looked so good in her cut-off jean shorts and baby yellow t-shirt. He couldn't help but stare.
    "Um Blue eyes, enjoying the view?" she laughed.
    "Huh? What? Oh yeah, I'm sorry," he mumbled.
    She laughed. He looked so cute standing there. She loved his company. He always made her feel better. She was happy after they broke up that they remained friends. She needed him in her life. She looked up and their eyes met. Their was an electricity between them. They both felt it. JC stepped towards her and kissed her. She kissed back and the kiss became more passionate and deeper. He lifted her up and put her on the washing machine while he stood between her legs. He began feeling her breasts as she ran her fingers down his back. She could feel his hardness against her thigh. He began to kiss down her neck. She led his mouth back up to hers and whispered for them to go upstairs.

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    As they got into the bedroom, Isa already had JC's shirt off. She was fumbling with his pants while he was taking off her shirt. He unclasped her bra and fondled her breasts. She rid him of his pants as they fell onto the bed. He pulled down his boxers and took off her pants. By now they were both so hungry for each other. With one quick grab he ripped her underwear off of her. In one swift movement he was deep inside of her.
    He was furiously pumping in and out of her while she screamed his name over and over again. In all the time that they dated, sex had never been like this. She could feel her orgasm coming and knew that he was close too. They both released at the same time and JC fell onto Isa. He looked up and kissed her lips. While kissing him, she felt as if something was staring at her. She looked up and saw the eyes that had been watching her all along. The blue eys that had so many times stared at her in love, now stared at her in shock. He has been watchin all along and saw everything. JC turned and he too now saw the eyes.
    "I thought you would pick me up from the airport, but I guess you had better things to do," Justin said half hurt, half angry. JC climbed off of Isa as she wrapped the sheet around her. She could see Justin beginning to tear. "Why?" that was all he could say. Why?

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    Isa just stared at Justin. She wondered how he could get so emotional when just the other night he had done the same thing.
    "You were like my brother JC, how could you do this?"
    "I could say the same about you Justin!" Isa said. "Could you give us a minute blue?" she said to JC. He nodded and left the room holding his clothes.
    "What the FUCK are you talking about? You were fucking JC in OUR bed? he yelled.
    "And you were fucking Britney!" Justin's mouth dropped. "What's the matter thought I wouldn't find out that you thought she tasted so good," she began to yell. "God, you are the biggest fucking hypocrite! You can stand there and pass judgement on me, when you were off doing the same thing. I was the one on the phone that night. I thought you were dead or something terrible happened, but you were fucking that whore!"
    "Isa...."
    "Save it! I dont want to hear it! What you were lonely, you missed me? I DONT GIVE A RATS ASS WHAT YOUR EXCUSE IS! YOU DID IT! AND I CAUGHT YOU RED HANDED! YOU NEVER GAVE A SHIT ABOUT ME ADMIT IT! YOU ONLY WANTED ME BECAUSE I WAS THE ONE THING YOU COULDN'T HAVE! AND THEN AFTER YOU GOT IT YOU JUST TOSSED IT AWAY! WELL YA KNOW WHAT MOTHER FUCKER, I HATE YOU! JC IS THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS STOOD BY ME SINCE I FOUND OUT, SO WHY DOES IT SURPRISE YOU THAT I WOULD RUN TO HIM FOR COMFORT!"
    "I dont know what to say to you?" he cried.
    "DON'T SAY ANYTHING, JUST GET THE HELL OUT!" she screamed.
    "But..."
    "GET OUT!"
    Justin walked out of the room, crying. He saw JC standing in the hallway.
    "I can't even bear to look at you man," he said as he pushed pass JC, slamming the door behind him. JC walked back into Isa room and found her crying.
    "Isa..." he started
    "I think you should just go blue. Please."
    JC nodded and walked out of the room. As he got into his car he thought, what have we done?



Part Seven