The days crept by slowly for Abby in New York. She was all alone in a large city she knew nothing about, just sitting around waiting. Waiting for word on weather her best friend was alive or dead. Although, she had a strong gut feeling it was the later of the two. She‘d, had that feeling since she had found out about what happened.
What a way to be woken up. Their hotel was several blocks away from the Towers, but with all of the madness that happened in the city that morning and all the sirens and everything that had been going off, there was no way she could have slept through it. And then to wake up and turn on the TV in her room, to see the pictures of what was going on.
She had tried repeatedly to call Mark’s cell phone, to only get his voice mail. She had even tried to down to where everything had happened to look around to see if she could see him anywhere. And when she came up empty there she made a trip to all of the hospitals she had been told patients had been sent to. And still nothing.
Then came the fateful day, several days later where she received a call from the local hospital saying they had recovered Mark’s body. They had actually recovered it a couple days prior but had just gotten the DNA matching back to confirm it was him. And when Abby, got that dreaded call her world began to crumble.
The guys were all back together again in Florida, at the WEG compound. They’d had a meeting with Johnny about a special they wanted to do to raise money for the families of the people killed or hurt from the events on 9-11.
After a rather solemn meeting, the guys headed down to the wreck room to play some games and hang out. They were trying to lift their spirits and take their minds off of all the different things, the five of them had been thinking about after their meeting.
Chris and Justin were battling it out at a video game, as Joey, Lance and JC sat aside amused, watching the two. Their minds were finally starting to drift off to a better place, and have a few happy thoughts. Smiling and laughing at Justin and Chris’ antics, when JC’s cell phone began to ring.
He was in the middle of a fit of laughter at how Chris, had just elbowed Justin to try to score some extra points on the game when he answered. “H…Hello?” he stammered as he laughed.
“JC?” Abby’s soft, weak voice questioned from the other end of the line, and immediately JC stopped smiling and tensed up.
“Abby? Is that you?” he asked and his question was met with a brief silence, and then the sounds of Abby’s sobs pouring through the phone. “Abby, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” he asked standing from the sofa, and he began to pace the room.
The video game was forgotten as both Justin and Chris looked up at JC to find out what was going on. As did Lance and Joey. They could all tell from the tone of JC’s voice and the questioning of if she was ok, that it was obvious she wasn’t ok. Something was wrong.
“Abby, take a breath and tell me what’s wrong? Where are you?” JC asked softly into the phone. Hoping that his voice was as calming as he was trying to make it.
“It’s Mark…he…they….found him.” she finally managed to get out.
“Abby, is he….”
His question was cut off by another round of sobs, which answered the question he already knew. And had known for days, although he had hoped he was wrong.
“Abby, do you need me to come up there?” he questioned.
“No” she replied weakly into the phone. “I’m fine. I’ll be ok. It’s just hard for me to say.”
“You shouldn’t be in that big city by yourself right now. I’m coming up there.”
“You don’t need to. I’ll be back in a week or so.”
“What do you mean a week or so? Why don’t you come back now?”
“I’ve got things to deal with, JC. Mark’s, family could care less. Someone’s got to take care of this. I just wanted to call and let ya’ll know that they found him and that I won't be back for a while.” she sniffled into the phone.
“Abby, you should really let one of us come up there. We can help. You’ve got no business dealing with all of this on your own.” JC told her.
“What’s going on, C?” Justin questioned.
JC held up a finger as if to tell him to hold on a minute and continued speaking to her. “Seriously, Abby. Let one of us come up there and help.”
“No need. Some friends back home are going to help me, and Mahogany is going to meet me there in a couple days. You guys have things to do of your own. Don’t worry about me.” she told him.
“Yeah, like we’re not going to worry. But if you don’t want us there then I’m not going to argue with you about it. It’s your choice. Just promise me that if you need something call one of us. And please…” he paused thinking of how to word his next request. “Call and let me know when the funeral and stuff will be. I’d like to attend.”
“I will.” she responded softly. JC could tell she was still crying by the shakiness of her voice. “Well I better go. I have a lot to do. I’ll talk to you later.”
“OK. Remember what I said though. If you need anything give us a call ok.”
“Ok. Bye, JC.”
“Bye.” he said softly into the phone before clicking it off and slipping into his pocket. He turned around and found the four other guys staring at him. Waiting for some kind of clue as to what was going on.
“So…..” Lance said.
“So, that was Abby. They found Mark.” he said regretfully and the guys could all tell by the way that he said it that he hadn’t been found the way they had all been praying he would be.
“What’s she going to do?” Justin asked.
“I guess she’s going back home. His family doesn’t seem to care and she’s going to take care of the services and stuff.”
“And she wouldn’t let any of us come up there to help her out?” Joey questioned.
“No. She said some of their friends back home were going to help, and Mahogany was going to meet her there in a couple days.”
“Well, at least she’ll be with her family and friends back home.” Chris said solemnly.
“Yeah, but she’s still in New York right now. And she’s all alone. And I don’t know, I’m worried about her. She sounded horrible.” JC conceded.
“Well, it’s understandable, C. The girls best friend just died. She’s going to be very upset. I can’t imagine being in her shoes right now. And to have that weight on her shoulders of having to deal with his funeral and everything else on top of it. Being in the middle of all that madness up in New York right now. That’s a lot to deal with.” Lance stated.
“Exactly the reason I’m worried.” JC sighed.
A couple weeks had gone by since JC and the guys had received the phone call from Abby stating that Mark had been found. True to her word she had returned to Indiana to make all the funeral arrangements and memorial service plans. She had contacted the guys to let them know when everything was going to be and they had all flown out to Indiana to pay their respects.
Granted none of them really knew Mark very well. Chris and Lance had only met him that once at Justin’s cookout, but they felt they needed to be there to support their friend.
The guys were heartbroken when they had arrived and seen how completely distraught Abby truly was. She had circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She had visibly lost weight from the stress of everything that was going on. She was just a wreck.
Unfortunately, the guys couldn’t stay in town any longer than the one day for the services as they had to get back to California for some promotional stuff they were doing. Abby had informed them it would probably be another week or so before she came back to California. She just needed to spend time with her family and she still had other things that needed to be sorted out with Mark’s family before she could return.
The guys were starting to grow a bit antsy. It had been almost two full weeks since they’d seen Abby last. Joey had talked to her on the phone once, but he was the only one that had been able to reach her since they had left. And he didn’t report a very good conversation, stating that she sounded completely lost and depressed.
Then one afternoon JC and Justin were hanging out at JC’s house when they got a call from Trace. He called to tell them that he was pretty positive he had seen Abby at the grocery store down off of Sunset Ave., which puzzled the guys because she had never called any of them to let them know she was coming back, let alone that she was even back in town already.
They tried calling her house but all they got was the answering machine. They tried calling her cell phone, and all they got was her voice mail. So then Justin called Trace back to grill him on the girl he’d seen that he thought was Abby.
Trace had met her several times over the months that they had all known each other now. They had first met at Justin’s cookout, but then again at Challenge for the Children in Las Vegas. Surely, he had seen her enough times to know when he had seen her, but that didn’t explain why she wasn’t answering her phone.
Finally, Justin and JC decided to take a drive over to her house to inspect it and see if she was really back. It really bothered them to think that she was back and hadn’t called them to let them know. They were all really worried about her. Especially, after seeing the state she was in at the funeral.
When they arrived they noticed a car parked in the driveway. It was Abby’s, but all the other times they had driven by the house over the last week or so it had been in the garage. Obviously, Trace was correct she was home. So they exited JC’s car and proceeded on up to the front door, and rang the doorbell.
Several minutes passed and nobody answered the door, which only made them more concerned so they rang the doorbell again. Still after a few minutes no one had answered so Justin began to repeatedly press the button over and over again. Surely, that would annoy her enough and make her realize that whoever was at the door wasn’t leaving and she would hopefully come answer the door.
Finally after several repeated hits on the button they heard her voice from inside. “I’m coming already jeez!”
Justin simply smirked at JC. “Knew that would work.” JC just smiled and shook his head.
The door flung open and Abby was about to start yelling at whoever the offender was when she realized it was JC and Justin. “Hey guys.” she said.
JC’s heart sank even more if it was even possible. She looked horrible. Her hair was a mess, she still had the dark circles beneath her eyes, only now they were darker and she had lost even more weight.
“Took you long enough to answer the door. I was bout to break it in.” Justin said pushing past her into the house.
Abby looked at JC confused. “How did you know I was back?”
“Trace seen you at the grocery store. He called Justin and told him.” he explained, as he too then pushed passed her and went on inside the house.
Abby stood in the doorway for a moment trying to regain her thoughts. The last people she expected to see at her front door was JC and Justin. She had purposefully not told anyone she was back yet because she was still trying to sort through things in her head. She knew they were worried but she just needed the time to herself.
When she finally closed the door and turned to walk into the living room where both JC and Justin were seated on the sofa, Justin looked up at her. “Were you even gonna call and tell us you were back?” he questioned.
“Eventually, yes.” she muttered.
“Why didn’t you let us know you were coming back ?” JC questioned.
“I just needed time to myself.” she said, taking a seat in the large chair to the left of the sofa.
“What were you doing?” JC asked, studying her appearance.
“I was down in the darkroom. That’s what took me so long to answer the door. I didn’t hear the bell at first.”
“What were you doing down there?” Justin asked.
“Developing some pictures I took in New York.” she said, looking down at her hands.
That was all she needed to say. The guys knew it was a touchy subject and didn’t want to push her too much. “Ok so now that we know you’re home you need to get out of this house and go somewhere with us. You cannot stay held up in here forever.” Justin pointed out.
Abby looked at him incredulously. “I can’t go anywhere. Look at me.”
“So go take a shower and change. We’ll wait.” Justin said stubbornly. He wasn’t leaving that house without her in tow.
It was obvious she needed to get out and have a few laughs. He didn’t care if she didn’t smile at all she just needed to get out and get her mind off of things, and if he could do anything about that to help, then he was gonna do whatever it took.
“Guys, I really don’t feel li….” she was cut off by JC.
“You don’t have a choice here. Go shower and change. You’re going with us. Don’t make me drag you upstairs myself. I’m sure Justin would help too!” JC said sternly.
“But…”
“No buts! GO!” JC demanded pointing to the stairs.
Abby looked at the two who were staring her down with such determination. She knew simply from the looks on their faces that there was no way in hell she was getting out of this one. So rather than sit there and argue with them, which she really didn’t have the strength nor desire to do at the moment, she silently got up and headed upstairs to shower and change.
Chapter 12
An hour later the three were walking into Mel’s Diner on Sunset Ave. They were seated in a both towards the back of the restaurant and sat quietly for the first few minutes while looking over their menus.
Seeing as JC frequented the restaurant he already knew what he wanted to eat, but Justin was being indecisive. While Abby only looked at the menu for the sole purpose of pacifying the two men sitting in the booth with her. She wasn’t hungry and had no intentions of actually eating.
“OK, so what are you eating?” Justin asked JC still trying to decide.
“What I always get.” he said as if Justin would know the answer.
Justin gave him a dirty look. “Yeah, that helps. What about you Abbs? What you gettin’?”
“I’m not really hungry. I’ll probably just get a cup of coffee or something.” she said, laying her menu down on the table. Both JC and Justin looked up at her as if she were insane.
“You’re getting more than coffee. It’s obvious that you haven’t been eating. I can tell you’ve lost weight. You need to eat to keep up your strength.” JC scolded her.
“I’ll second that.” Justin added with a nod.
“Oh please! Like losing a few pounds is gonna kill me. I could stand to lose a lot more. So me not eating isn’t going to hurt a thing. Stop acting stupid.” she rolled her eyes at them.
“Ok I’m about to be real blunt here, Abby!” JC forewarned. “You are acting stupid! Don’t get me wrong I know you’re hurting. I cannot even begin to imagine the pain you’re going through right now. But ya gotta snap out of this. Moping around and not eating and slinking away from your friends isn’t going to bring Mark back no matter how much you want it to. Hell, I wish it would. I’d give anything right now to see the fire back in your eyes that was there before. But you are my friend and I’m worried about you. I can’t stand to see you like this. You’re not yourself. You’ve got to snap out of this. You’re going to make yourself sick. This just isn’t healthy!”
Abby just stared at him. She didn’t know what to say to his remark. She expected something like that out of Justin because he was always so blatantly blunt, but never in a million years did she expect JC of all people to call her on her behavior. Not that she was doing it on purpose or for attention. She was doing it out of self pity. She just didn’t know how else to act at the moment.
“I’m sorry.” JC apologized seeing the look on her face. “I didn’t mean to jump all down your throat about it or anything. I just want you to know that we’re here if you need us.”
Justin looked between the two. He wanted to offer some comforting words himself but at the moment he couldn’t find anything to say. He too was surprised by JC’s sudden outspokenness. JC was never one to confront people about things. He had always pretty much left that up to the other guys, but here he was calling her out. He was rather proud of JC at that moment.
“Yeah we’re here.” Justin finally managed, still a little shell shocked by JC.
“You guys I really appreciate your concern, but really I’ll be fine. I just need some time. So don’t worry about me. You have enough to deal with at the moment. So don’t concern yourselves with me.” she told them and then looked up at the waitress that had appeared at the table to take their order.
The guys ordered their food, but also ordered Abby a turkey club sandwich with fries. They were determined to make her eat, even if they had to stuff the food down her throat at this point. Once the waitress was gone, Justin picked up the conversation where it was left off.
“Ok, let’s get one thing clear right now! We are NEVER too busy for our friends. We could be in the middle of a show, and if you needed us we would be there. Do you understand me? So don’t sit there and tell us not to worry, cause it ain’t gonna happen! We love ya, Abbs and we’re just trying to look out for you. So push your pride aside and deal with it.”
Abby sat quietly for a moment. She didn’t mean to be a bitch to the guys, but right now her emotions were running strong and she just didn’t feel like dealing with anyone. But she had to admit that they were being very sweet to her. This was an honest and true showing of how much they cared about her. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would become such close friends with these guys.
“I’m sorry guys. It’s just I…” she was cut off by JC.
“Abby, there’s not need to explain. We understand you’re going through a lot right now. We just want you to know that we’re here and when or if you decide to talk about it you can come to us. That’s all.” he paused. “But you really do need to take better care of yourself.”
“C’s, right. I know it’s hard and all, but you gotta look out for yourself Abbs. I didn’t know Mark very well, but I knew him well enough to know that he cared about you very much and he wouldn’t be to pleased to see you the way you are. So if you won't do it for yourself. Or for us. Do it for Mark.”
“I’ll try.” she said softly staring down at her hands.
“That’s all we ask.” JC responded.
Over the next couple of months JC and Justin took turns showing up at Abby’s house to drag her out with them. Slowly but steadily she was making progress. She was putting up less of a fight and was even starting to open up to them about things she had been holding inside. And with each day that passed they were starting to see a little bit of that fire that had once burned in her eyes.
But even with her sarcasm and wit returning. So also was showing a newer trait they had never seen. She didn’t seem to care as much about things anymore. They weren’t sure whether to like this new trait or to hate it as it had both it’s good and bad qualities.
It was good in the sense that she didn’t seem to be as overly concerned with what people thought of her anymore. She had always had this front where she didn’t care and if you didn’t know her very well you would never know the difference. But once you got to know her you could see that it was all just that. An act. But not so much anymore. Anymore she just really didn’t care. She had this anger and sadness in her that just gave her a new edge. And that’s what the guys were concerned about.
She didn’t seem as friendly to strangers as she used to be. She was slacking at her job. She just really didn’t care. She had this whole outlook on life where nothing mattered anymore. And she was becoming careless. Doing things they’d never seen or heard about her doing before. She was partying a lot with some of Mark’s friends. That really concerned them. In the time they had known her, they had never known her to be the partying type.
Sure she had gone out with them a few times. Had a couple drinks. But now she was just like really over doing it. JC was looking at the situation and seeing how his friends had felt when he was wallowing in self pity after his whole breakup with Bobbie. And he didn’t like the feeling at all.
To top it off she was fighting Mark’s family. Mark had left her his house in his will. Actually, he had left all of his possessions to Abby in his will. His house, which was completely paid for. His car. His life savings. Everything. And needless to say his family, even though they didn’t want anything to do with him while he was alive was fuming about the whole thing.
They were taking Abby to court, suing her for what they said should be theirs. Abby was beyond livid about the whole situation. She wanted to go back to Indiana and just strangle all of them. They had never wanted anything to do with Mark before his death. They had completely disowned him. But as soon as they found out what he had really been worth, and that he had left it all to a girl that was just his friend they went into attack mode.
JC tried his best to be there for Abby to vent to. He knew she was upset about it and angry. He couldn’t count on both of his hands the times he'd had to physically restrain her after she had went off on one of her little tangents about his family and their nerve. But he totally understood. After everything he had heard about Mark’s family he, himself wanted to strangle them. But it was more for what they were doing to Abby, than all the other stuff.
JC was becoming very attached to Abby. Over the past couple of months they had been spending a lot of their free time together and their friendship had grown leaps and bounds. She had been there for him in his time of need. And he there for her during her time of need. This forged an unspoken bond between the two and a friendship that not a lot of people could understand.
He was happy to have her in his life. He had never had a female friend that he was as close to as he was Abby. And even though he knew he could never replace Mark in her heart, he was glad that he could at least step up to the plate and be her new Best Friend.
Abby of coarse felt the same way too. She had finally pushed aside all of those crushing feelings inside of her and settled with the fact that they were just going to be friends. But after analyzing it a lot in her head she realized that was probably the best thing. JC was a great guy and an even better friend. She would never be able to thank him for all the things he had done for her. And the way he had been profoundly supportive of her during her ordeal with losing Mark and her still ongoing battles with his family. He definitely had a special place in her heart.
( Saturday December 1, 2001 )
Everyone was in California and gathered at JC’s house for a party of sorts. They had all just gotten back into town after being away for the Thanksgiving Holiday. And right before that the guys had filmed the Atlantis special.
Since none of them could be together for the Holiday JC had decided to have a get together for everyone so they could celebrate it a little late together. All the girls had cooked up a huge dinner for everyone and then after they had ate they all spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out watching movies, playing games, and goofing off while consuming some alcoholic beverages.
Things were going great. Everyone was having a good time. That was until JC’s doorbell rang. Abby had been on her way back from the restroom so she volunteered to answer the door since she was the closest. That and because no one else seemed to even be making any efforts to move towards the door to answer it.
She walked to the door laughing lightly at something Chris had said, and swung the door open. Her smile quickly faded when she saw Bobbie of all people standing there.
Bobbie had been wearing a sultry smile, until of course she seen that it was Abby answering the door. “Where is JC?” she asked rudely.
Abby looked at her for a moment debating on how to answer that question. Several visions of snatching the girl by her hair and tossing her around a bit also danced around in her head before she finally answered. “He’s inside.”
“Well, I need to talk to him.” Bobbie sneered, pushing past Abby and walking into the house. She walked down the hallway yelling JC’s name trying to locate him.
JC had been sitting in the living room playing against Justin on some video game when he heard his named being called. It took him a moment, but he quickly realized whose voice was calling his name and he froze.
Bobbie came barreling into the room in a huff and everyone looked up at her. “Why the hell is that GIRL answering your door?” she demanded before she realized that there was in fact other people in the room with JC.
Abby entered the room behind Bobbie, sporting a very annoyed expression. “THAT GIRL, was answering the door because she was the closest.” she stated, and then made her way across the room to sit down next to Lance on one of the sofas.
Justin looked over at JC who still hadn’t said anything yet. “I’ll pause the game while you handle this.”
JC looked at him and nodded before getting up to make his way over to where Bobbie was standing. “What are you doing here?” he asked.
“You don’t seem very happy to see me.” Bobbie glared at him as if she expected him to be jumping for joy at the mere sight of her.
“That might be because I’m not.” JC retorted. “Again, I ask what are you doing here?”
“I came to see you obviously. Wanted to see how your Holiday went. I thought we could talk.” she said more quietly so no one could hear her.
“Talk about what? I don’t think we have anything to talk about.”
“I was thinking we could talk about us. I realize things didn’t end on great terms and all, but I wanted to see if maybe we could” she paused looking around the room at all the eyes on her. “Can we talk about this somewhere else? I don’t exactly need the audience.”
“I’m entertaining guests and I don’t have time for this. So say what you wanna say and then leave.” JC spat out angrily.
“FINE!” Bobbie huffed and then put on a sweet smile. “I wanted to see if maybe we could give it another try. I love you JC, and I know you love me. We can make this work. We just need to communicate better is all.”
“No.” he responded simply.
Bobbie eyed him carefully. She couldn’t believe he had just said no to her. He had never been able to refuse her anything before. And here he was telling her no, he didn’t want to get back with her and give it another try. “Why not?” she asked.
“Because I don’t want to waste anymore of my time on you.” he said again simply. He didn’t want to get into it with her in front of everyone. So he was trying to keep it as simple and calm as he could.
Of course Bobbie didn’t know the meaning of simple or calm. She glared at him. “Waste your time on me? WASTE YOUR TIME ON ME?” she said, her voice growing louder and louder. “I suppose you’d rather waste your time on that nasty fat bitch over there!” she growled, pointing towards Abby who was sitting quietly on the sofa.
JC looked over to where she was pointing and for the briefest moment he saw the flashes of hurt that passed through Abby’s eyes at Bobbie’s words. He knew that her weight had always been a sensitive point for her. And even though she had that whole new “I could care less” attitude he still knew it hurt her, even if she would never admit it.
He turned his attention back to Bobbie and stared at her menacingly. “I think you need to leave! NOW!”
“Why am I messing up your little love nest?” she asked sarcastically.
“In case you failed to notice Bobbie, there are other people here! So unless you’re suggesting that we’re all having one big ass orgy then you need to shut the hell up. We were having a perfectly good time until you had to show up and cause a scene. So why don’t you get the hell out.” JC growled, he was losing his patience quickly.
This wasn’t going the way she planned, so Bobbie decided to take another approach. Obviously being all demanding and bossy with him wasn’t working so she decided to turn on the charm. “OK. Just calm down a sec Josh.” she said as sweetly as possible, and JC cringed when she used his real name.
“I’m sorry I blew up. I just wasn’t expecting to see her here. And well I really want to talk to you about this. Maybe we can go to your room and talk this out.” she smiled seductively at him while reaching out to suggestively touch his shoulder.
JC moved away from her touch. “I don’t want to talk anything out with you. I want you to leave. It’s none of your business who I do or don’t have at my house. Abby, is my friend and you’re no longer a part of my life. So why don’t you just take this lil’ act of yours elsewhere. It’s not wanted here.”
“I’m not leaving until we talk about this!” Bobbie said stubbornly, crossing her arms over her chest.
Abby'd had about enough of her. She never did like the girl in the first place. And now here she was, JC had told her repeatedly already to leave and she wasn’t budging. Instead she chose to stand there and cause even more of a scene.
She got up and made her way across the room to where the two were standing. She looked at JC. “Ya know, I know it’s not my place and I’m sorry for butting in like this JC, but someone needs to.” she then turned her attention to Bobbie. “I believe he told you to leave. So why don’t you get your self absorbed ass a movin’ and get the hell out of here?”
“Are you going to let her talk to me like that, JC?” Bobbie demanded.
JC simply looked at her and shrugged before turning and walking back over to the sofa to set down.
“I cannot believe this!” Bobbie huffed.
“Believe it dear, now get the hell out.” Abby smirked.
“You can’t tell me what to do! I’ll leave when I’m good and ready!” Bobbie yelled.
“Wrong answer!” Abby grinned and then grabbed Bobbie by her arm and started tugging her towards the door.
Justin and the other guys started laughing hysterically. They couldn’t believe Abby was actually dragging Bobbie kicking and screaming out of the room. “Maybe we should hire her as one of our bodyguards.” Justin managed through his laughter.
“Definitely!” Chris agreed.
Everyone’s laughter died however when they heard Abby screech from the hallway followed by her angry voice. “YOU FUCKING BITCH!” And then the loud sound of a fist meeting flesh.
Chapter 13
“OH SHIT!” Joey jumped up from his seat in the chair and raced off towards the hallway followed by everyone else. JC following closely behind Joey.
When they entered the hallway they found Bobbie laying helplessly on the floor as Abby was straddled above her holding her shoulders, slamming her into the floor while yelling many, many obscenities at her.
Joey quickly grabbed Abby by the waist and began to tug at her to pull her away from Bobbie. JC had to literally pry her fingers from Bobbie’s shoulders so that Joey could pull her away.
“Abbs, calm down!” Joey told her.
“That fucking bitch scratched me!” she yelled struggling to get free.
JC quickly helped Bobbie to her feet and got a good look at her face. Abby had nailed her in her eye. It was already swollen and red. She was surely gonna have a black eye. He couldn’t help but snicker a bit at the thought. He was even a little disappointed that he hadn’t gotten to see Abby punch her.
“I’m glad to know you find her assaulting me funny, Josh!” Bobbie sneered.
“Actually, I do. You asked for it. If you would have left like I told you to then you wouldn’t of had this problem.” he retorted.
“You’re not going to do anything about this? You’re ok with the fact that she hit me?” Bobbie questioned. She was trying desperately to lay a guilt trip on him. Anything to make him feel sorry for her and give in to her.
“Like I said you asked for it. Now you better get going. I’m not sure how long Joey can hold her back.” he smirked.
“Josh, I thought you loved me.” Bobbie pleaded.
“I did once. But you’re not that person anymore, Bobbie.” he admitted honestly.
She grew angry at his words. All of her attempts were failing and she was frustrated. “Everything was fine between us until you met her! It’s all her fault!” she yelled accusingly at Abby. “YOU DID THIS TO US YOU WHORE!” she screamed at Abby.
That was all it took. Abby suddenly got another burst of energy and yanked free from Joey’s clutches and lunged for the girl, but JC grabbed her just before she got a hold of her. “WHORE? WHORE? Who are you calling a WHORE? I’LL SHOW YOU A WHORE YOU NASTY ASS BITCH!” Abby yelled struggling to get free from JC so she could snatch Bobbie balled.
“Don’t blame our problems on Abby. Things were falling apart long before I ever even met her. You drove us apart, so don’t try to blame that on anyone else.“ JC growled. He then looked down at Abby, who was still struggling in his arms to get free and then back up at Bobbie. “You better go before I decide to turn her lose on you again.” he told Bobbie as he struggled to hold Abby back. “Abby chill out.” he told her.
“FUCK THAT! I’m gonna beat that bitch down!” Abby retorted still fighting him.
Lance stepped forward. “You’ve been told several times to leave Bobbie. So why don’t you get out of here.” he said ushering her to the door. He couldn’t believe how crazy Abby was. He knew if she got lose from JC she was literally going to beat the living crap out of Bobbie. And he didn’t want to see her do anything that would get herself into a heap of trouble. Not that it wouldn’t be entirely too great to see Bobbie get the snot beat out of her, but that wasn’t the answer.
“I’m not leaving! I want to talk to JC!” she demanded.
Justin was fed up. “This is how it’s done, Lance!” he said as he grabbed Bobbie by her arm and drug her to the door, opened it and then pushed her out. “Enjoy the black eye!” he smirked at her and then slammed the door in her face. He turned to the others that were standing in the hall, swiped his hands together as if ridding dirt or something and said. “Now you see that’s how it’s done. Although, I did really like Abby’s approach a lot better.”
“Don’t encourage her!” JC scolded him.
After getting Abby calmed down, and cleaning up the scratches on her upper arm from where Bobbie had clawed her they all resumed their festivities. Abby was still rather shook up from the whole thing. Or simmering would be a better word. She was tense and angry and just wanted to go track the dumb bimbo down so she could pick up where she left off with her.
Her tenseness didn’t go unnoticed by JC. He could tell she was still upset about the whole thing. Hell, he couldn’t blame her really. Bobbie had said some awful things to her and Abby had reacted. He knew her well enough to know that it took her quite a while to cool down after something like that. He also knew she was probably still going over everything in her head.
Justin seemed to notice the same thing and got up and headed off towards the kitchen. He reappeared a few minutes later with a glass of Vodka in hand. “Drink this and calm down.” he told her.
Abby smiled warmly at Justin before gulping the entire glass down in just a few swallows. “Can I have another, please?” she asked.
Justin looked at her incredulously then shrugged. “Sure why not. I think I’ll have one too!”
As he was trotting off towards the kitchen JC yelled after him that he’d like one as well. Justin reappeared again just a moment later this time with three glasses in hand. He handed one to Abby, one to JC, and then sat down to drink his. Although a lot slower than Abby did. She again gulped her glass down.
A couple hours later Abby was pretty well lit. All anger was forgotten as she was up dancing around to a song blaring on the stereo system with Chris. They were laughing hysterically at the crazy moves they were coming up with. While everyone else sat around watching the two and laughing right along with them.
JC and Justin were also pretty drunk at this point. Abby had kept asking for more drinks and rather than sit there and watch her drink alone, they decided to drink right along with her. The others had also had a few drinks, but nothing anywhere near what Abby, JC, and Justin had consumed.
Finally, a little after 1:00AM everyone started clearing out to head home. Abby had attempted to leave saying she could drive herself home but Lance had taken her keys and then hidden them somewhere in JC’s kitchen. He told her he would call her the following morning to let her know where they were. And that JC had more than enough room for her to crash at his place. After all he had three spare bedrooms.
JC agreed it wasn’t a problem and insisted that she stay, and at that point Abby was too giddy and slap happy from all of her drinks to argue the matter any further. She joked around with Chris a little more before he finally left with everyone else and her and JC were left sitting in the living room alone.
They watched the Comedy Central channel for a little bit. Cracking up at an old re-run of Saturday Night Live. When that was over Abby stole the remote from JC and began flipping through the channels on the TV to see what else she could find.
JC grunted his disapproval when Abby settled on some sappy Lifetime movie. “I don’t wanna watch this. It’s a chic flick!” he told her.
“Too bad. I’m in control of the remote now!” she smirked at him before returning her attention to the TV.
JC sat there pouting playfully for a moment hoping that she would give in and turn the channel. But after several minutes of whining and pouting and she still hadn’t budged he decided to take matters into his own hands.
He stood up from the chair he had been sitting in and acted as if he was about to walk into the kitchen for something and then quickly snatched the remote from Abby’s hand. He immediately began switching the channel to try to find something different as he stumbled quickly away from her. Abby jumped up from the sofa to chase after him to get the remote. “Give it back!” she demanded.
“It’s my remote!” he retorted.
“But I was watching that movie!” she whined.
“I don’t wanna watch that crap!” he said moving around to the other side of the sofa. They were drunkenly stumbling around in circles around the sofa.
Abby got a quick idea and before JC could react she had climbed over the sofa and had grabbed the remote back from him. But she didn’t get far because JC grabbed her by her arm to keep her from fleeing. “OW!” she hissed.
“Don’t play that. I didn’t grab your arm that tight!” JC rolled his eyes thinking she was just trying to trick him.
“JC, you grabbed my sore arm!” she said, yanking her arm away from him and stumbling back over to the sofa.
“Oh shit! I’m sorry I forgot about that.” he said, rushing over to her side. “Let me see.” he said inspecting her arm. “Dammit it’s bleeding again. Hang on.” he said getting up and disappearing down the hallway.
Abby laughed as she watched him stumble out of the room and then back into the room almost tripping over his own feet. “Walk much, JC?” she asked.
“You weren’t getting around much better, so shutup.” he told her as he sat back down beside her with some bandages and peroxide to clean her arm up again.
He worked quickly to clear away the blood that was seeping from the wounds and then cleaned them once again with the peroxide before placing a large bandage on her arm to cover the wounds. “There! Good as new.” he smiled proudly.
Abby looked down at her arm and started laughing. “That’s some accomplishment JC. You put a bandage on. That doesn’t make it good as new. It still hurts you idiot! Why’d you have to grab my arm?”
“You were trying to steal my remote!” he defended.
“I had it first!” she argued.
“You did not, you took it from me!”
Abby thought for a minute. Searching her brain for a comeback to that, because technically it was true she had taken it from him, but she couldn’t come up with anything better than. “Whatever!”
JC started laughing at her. “Whatever? Good one, Abby!” he snorted.
“Shutup! I’m still mad at you. I had forgotten about my arm but now it’s throbbing again! JERK!” she whined.
“Awwww….do you want me to kiss it and make it better?” he smirked.
“Shutup!” Abby grumbled and turned her attention back to the TV.
“Don’t ignore me.” JC protested switching sides so that he was now sitting to where she would have to look past him to see the TV.
“Would you leave me alone. I’m TRYING to watch the TV here!”
“NO! I’m having TOO MUCH fun pestering you.” he smiled.
Abby rolled her eyes and gave him a swift shove that sent JC toppling to the floor. Abby looked down at his pitiful face and burst out laughing. “You should’ve seen your face!” she continued to laugh smacking her leg in her amusement.
JC narrowed his eyes at her as she laughed at him. “You think that’s so funny, huh?” he asked as he grabbed her hand and yanked her forward. Abby flopped down from the sofa and landed directly on top of him. Now JC was laughing. “You shoulda seen YOUR face!” he started laughing harder.
Abby looked at him and shook her head. She tried desperately not to laugh when JC looked up at her and coaxed her on. “Come on you know you wanna laugh too. I see the start of a smile. You know you wanna!” he kept aging her on and before she knew it or could stop it, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile and she started laughing with him.
They laughed even harder when Abby tried to get up, but because she was so drunk and laughing hysterically she couldn’t seem to find the balance or the strength to do much more than push the upper half of her body up with her arms to where she was hovering above JC.
She was giggling as she looked down at JC who was also chuckling at their predicament. JC reached his hands up to push the hair that had fallen down into her face behind her ears. He looked at her giggling face and he stopped laughing and just starred at her.
That only made Abby giggle that much more because he had such a serious look on his face. “You look constipated.” she laughed but JC didn’t say anything. Instead he leaned up and unexpectantly pressed his lips to hers.
Abby froze. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“Shhhh” he whispered, leaning up again this time cupping her cheek in his palm to kiss her again. His lips lingered for a moment before he slowly started to move his lips against hers trying to get some form of a response out of her.
But Abby was completely froze. She didn’t know what the hell to do. A part of her wanted to kiss him back. But another part of her told her it wasn’t right. But then there was that OTHER part of her that told her; "This is what you’ve wanted for so long. KISS HIM!” but still she did nothing.
JC pulled back from her a little. “Kiss me, Abby.” he whispered and then pressed his lips back to hers.
Abby hesitated for a moment before she could no longer fight the urge. Hell, she probably would never get this chance again so she might as well take advantage of it while she could. And so she did. Her lips slowly began to move against his. JC pulled her face closer to his to slowly deepen the kiss.
After a moment JC pulled back slightly. He smiled up at her and then leaned back in to kiss her again only a little more aggressively this time. Abby’s mind was whirling around in circles from his kisses. She couldn’t believe he was kissing her. It felt so good. She never wanted it to stop.
Those feelings grew ten fold when she felt JC’s tongue tentatively slip into her mouth and brush against hers. She lost all control at that point and titled her head to the side to allow him better access. And JC took that access leaning up further in to her to kiss her stronger. His hand slid around to the back of her head, intertwining his fingers through her long brown hair. While his other hand slid around her waist and rested against her upper back. He then slowly pulled her back down to rest on top of him as he squeezed her to him while continuing to kiss her.
The intensity of the kiss was growing by the second. It was growing more desperate and hungry with each brush of their tongues. With a swift move from JC he rolled them over so Abby was now laying on the floor and JC was laying on top of her as he continued to kiss her.
Abby was completely lost in the embrace. One of her hands rested against his chest the other running up and down his back. While JC slid his one hand back to cradle her check, and his other slowly slid up the side of her body.
They were both beginning to lose total control, but Abby froze when she felt JC’s hand on her right breast rubbing and caressing it. When she froze JC froze and pulled back to look at her. “What’s wrong?” he asked looking down at her stunned face. Abby glanced down at his left hand that was still laying on her breast. JC followed her eyes and looked down at his hand. It was then that he realized what he was doing, but at the moment he didn’t care. “Is that not ok?” he asked looking back up to meet her eyes.
Abby was stunned. Did he just ask her if it was not ok to be touching her breast? “Um…” She didn’t know what to say or do. She wanted this so badly. She wanted him to touch her like that. She loved the feel of his lips on hers. The feel of his body pressed into hers. What’s a girl to do when in this position? Here is the guy she had been crushing on forever, just knowing she would never have a chance in hell with him to have a moment like this, and in one split second there she was. Having that moment she never thought she would have.
JC studied her face, looking deep into her eyes. He leaned down and began to kiss her again. “Abby, is this not ok?” he mumbled against her lips as he began to grind his lower body into hers. “I want you so bad right now.” he said as he continued to grind against her and once again started to move his hand over her breast to caress it some more as he began to trail soft butterfly kisses down her jaw line, down her neck, then back up towards her ear where he eventually captured the bottom of her earlobe with his mouth and sucked gently on it.
Abby’s eyes rolled back in her head at the feeling of his warm mouth caressing her ear. He was setting off a chain of explosions throughout her body. She could feel as he grinded into her just how aroused he was and that set off even more explosions in her body.
When JC found his way back to her lips once again and he began to kiss her she lost all control. There was NO WAY she could fight these feelings. She didn’t care anymore. Everything felt so right and he was making her body ache for him. She couldn’t stop him now. So she matched the intensity of his kiss.
Within moments they were kissing each other hard and deeply. Pulling at each other trying to get closer but it was impossible. They were as close as two people could possibly get at that point.
JC groaned when he felt Abby’s hand slip under the front hem of his shirt and slowly run up his stomach and over his chest and he kissed her harder. His left hand slowly moved from caressing her breast to the bottom hem of her shirt where he slowly slid his hand under the material and up her soft stomach until he reached the under portion of her bra. He slid his hand up over her full breast cupping it the best he could with his large hand and then began to massage and caress her breast.
Abby moaned deep from her throat when JC found her nipple through the lacy material and began to softly twist and pull at it, as it became hard and more erect. Then he suddenly stopped and leaned up from her to try and stand up.
Abby looked up at him. “What are you doing?” she asked softly confused by his abrupt halt.
JC stood up and then reached his hand out to help her up. “Come with me.” he said taking her hand and pulling her to her feet then leading her off down the hallway and up the stairs and down another hallway to his bedroom.
He pulled her into the room and into his arms and once again started kissing her again. Kicking the door shut with his foot he slowly started backing them towards his bed. When the back of Abby’s legs met the side of the bed JC continued to kiss her for a moment before slowly moving his hands down her sides to reach for her shirt to pull it off, but Abby stopped his hands.
He leaned back to look at her. “What’s the matter?” he asked softly looking into her eyes.
“Can you turn the light off please?” she requested.
JC looked at her oddly for a moment. “Why?”
“Cause I…can you just turn it off please?” she asked again.
“Abby don’t be like that. I wanna see you.” he whispered softly as he began to kiss her neck.
“JC, please. I don’t want you to see me like that.”
He smiled down at her. “Abby do NOT be ashamed of your body. You’re a beautiful woman. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” She sighed and tensed up as he again went to pull her shirt off. He looked down at her. “OK.” he agreed and left her side quickly to flip the light off and quickly returned to her taking up where he left off.
He kissed up her neck and worked his way back over to her mouth and began to passionately kiss her. He could tell she was tense about him undressing her so he worked to distract her with his mouth as he fumbled with the bottom of her shirt to pull it up. He pulled back from kissing her long enough to pull the garment over her head and then quickly leaned back in to kiss her again.
There was something about her full lips that he could not get enough of. He just wanted to ravish her lips, and so he did.
As the intensity of their kissing grew with each passing second JC continued to rid her of her clothing. He yanked his shirt off over his head and went back to kissing her. When she seemed hesitant about undoing his pants he softly mumbled against her lips “go ahead” and continued to kiss her.
When she finally fumbled with his jeans and got them undone, she pushed slightly on them sending them to his ankles where JC quickly stepped out of them, slinging them to the side with his foot.
Her hands roamed his bare chest and then slid around to his bare back to roam it as well. Abby couldn’t believe how hard his body was. He looked so thin and lanky when wearing his clothing, but now that she was touching him freely she could see just how hard and well endowed he really was.
JC leaned her back on the bed and climbed in on top of her pressing his body into hers. He continued to ravish her lips with his own. He was in such a frenzy he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. He wanted her more than he had wanted any woman in a long time. Bobbie included.
He kissed down her neck and over to her shoulder to her bra strap. Slowly sliding it off of her shoulder with his finger. Then repeated the same process on the other side. He reached under her back to undo the clasp of her bra and slowly pulled the restrictive lacy material from her body.
He looked down at her for a moment in the lowly lit room, and then leaned in to kiss her again. Then working his way down her neck, her shoulder, collarbone to her chest where he sought out her breast with his mouth. Licking slowly around her nipple and then taking it all in with his warm mouth. He gently bit and tugged at her nipple with his teeth as his other hand rubbed and caressed her other breast.
Abby arched her back to move closer to his mouth. He was again setting off tons of explosions in her body. Slipping her hands into his hair she tugged and pulled him closer to her body begging for more.
JC released her nipple to switch to the other one to give it the same treatment before slowly leaving a trail of soft wet kisses down her stomach to hem of her panties. He nipped at the waist band with his teeth and then grasped them with his hands to slowly pull them down her waist and legs to her feet where he pulled them away and tossed them off to the side.
He began kissing his way back up her legs. The closer he got to her intimate area he felt Abby tense up again. “I can’t see anything Abby.” he told her between kisses as he continued his upward progress to her stomach and again back up her chest stopping again to suckle at her nipples briefly and then moving on back up to her neck and finally back to her lips. He mumbled against them. “But you sure taste sweet.”
Abby’s hands slid down his back to the waist band of his boxers. She slid her hands under the material and slowly grazed her fingernails across his cheeks. JC groaned and began to slowly grind into her, while kissing her deeply. Abby pulled her hands free and began to tug at the waist band to slowly move them down over his hips. JC lifted the lower half of his body without breaking from their kiss so she could push his boxers over his hips. When she had gotten them down to where she could no longer reach them with her hands she brought one of her feet up to push them the rest of the way down and off.
When their bodies settled against each other both now completely nude they paused for a moment caught up in the sensations that were coursing through both of their bodies. JC pulled her tighter to him and kissed her deeply before mumbling against her lips. “God, I want you so bad.”
“Then have me.” she mumbled back between his kisses.
JC smiled against her lips and used his knee to spread her legs a little further apart to position himself for what was to come next. He kissed down her neck while he slid one hand down the length of her body. He slowly ran his hand down to her hot center. In the excitement of seeing that she was completely wet and ready for him he captured her ear with his mouth and began to gently suck on her earlobe while running his fingers back and forth over her center before slipping two inside of her.
Abby moaned and arched her back at his touch. She couldn’t help but revel in the feeling and thought that he was doing everything perfectly. He wasn’t rushing it, he was taking his time.
After caressing her with his hand for a few moments he slowly pulled his fingers out and then began to rub the tip of his shaft against her center. Abby moaned. “You like that?” he panted into her ear.
“Mmmmm” was her only response.
JC smiled and positioned himself and began to push into her. A slight gasp escaped her and he stopped momentarily to allow her body to get accustomed to his size. He knew that Abby was no virgin, they’d had that discussion before. But he could tell that it had been a while for her and he didn’t want to hurt her.
When the overwhelming sensations that her warm walls were creating in his body became to much and he could no longer restrain himself he pushed further into her. Another gasp escaped Abby, so JC took her lips with his to kiss away and further discomfort.
He slowly began to move in and out of her. It didn’t take long for him to find his rhythm. He could tell that Abby was no longer in any kind of pain by the way her body was reacting to him. They were moving as one entity together. He continued to kiss her totally caught up in the emotions and feelings. He couldn’t believe how incredible she felt against his body.
He picked up the pace and began to move faster and faster inside of her. Abby arched her back and moaned as JC slid his arms under her shoulders to get a better grip of her. He grunted against her lips and neck as he continued to kiss her. When he felt her walls tightening around him he knew she was close, but he was close too. Her moans picked up, her nails were biting at his shoulders as she clung to his body as he continued to grind into her. JC sunk his head in her neck as he felt her body beginning to shake, he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. For him either he was barely holding on by a thread as it was but refused to give up before she was fully satisfied.
Abby moaned into his ear. “Faster JC” and he obliged picking up the pace. The more she moaned and her walls contracted around his shaft the more excited he became. He could feel the buildup inside of his body just waiting to be released.
