A First ((Open))

[Jenna Tragic]

She wasn't sure how many drinks she had, had by this point. But she did know what she didn't have. Who was suppose to be here, but somehow wasn't. Shaking her head, she ordered yet, another firewisky and the bartender gave her a sour look.

"Whash?" She asked in a slurred voice. She was a little pissed to be honest. "Getz me the drinx" She said, shaking her head as she tried to stay on her stool.

Jerami had never forgotten about her. Had never been late. Had never cancelled. Had never done anything to make her upset...

With a sigh, she put her hands over her head as her forehead touched to bar in front of her. She swallowed, mentally cursing at herself for ever trusting someone. Sitting up, she looked at the ring that was on her left hand.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami walked through the rain. He couldn't beleive what he had almost done. He didn't remember how he had gotten away from her. Didn't remember what had happened in the library after she shoved him back on the table.

Pushing the door open he looked around and saw the women he loved Pink hair. She looked a bit different and the ammount of glasses laying infront of her. Cracking his neck he strainted his robe and made his way over to her.

Taking a seat he looked at her with a forced smile. He had to think of a reason for being late...could he even lie to her? He didn't know. "Have a bit much to drink love?"

[Jenna Tragic]

Jenna turned her head slightly before letting a glossy eyed glare hit him like a ton of bricks.

"I Hatch You" She said in what could be described as a sloppy spat. "Go away" Taking another shot of firewisky she threw it down her throat. It didn't burn anymore, her body was dumb from the other effects.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami nodded and looked at the bartender. "I deserved that.." He said before speaking to the bartender. "Any open rooms? I'd like some privacy."

With a nod the man gave him a pair of keys. "Last one on the right."

Nodding Jerami looked at the girl and smiled. "Come tell me how much you hate me up stairs in the room." He didn't want to have an out brust in the middle of the bar. After all he wanted to talk to her and keep it between them.

[Jenna Tragic]

Jenna only turned her nose up, then laughed.
"What, gonna hid ush? Up stairs!?" She got out from her chair then shook her head, setting the glass down with a rather loud 'clunk' as it collided with the bartop.

"I will NEVER have sexsh with you again!" She shouted with a slightly messed up smirk due to her intoxication. "Never! You..You..You BASTARD!" She walke up to him, and slaped him in the face. When she was about to turn away she sneezed, and stopped. Looking back at him she felt her heart drop through her stomach.

"You smell like sheep Perfuem.." With a light shake her head she started to walk away. Well, stumble away.

[Jerami Heightington]

The slap didn't even turn his head. It did leave a hand print..but it didn't sting or anything. When he saw that she was about to walk away he grabbed her by her arm. "Jenna...please." He pleaded. "Its not what you think."

His grip was tight but not tight enough to hurt her. He'd never hurt her. Not on purpose. He loved her far to much to do that. "Just lets go upstiars and i'll explain everything. I swear." He begged.

[Jenna Tragic]

"No!" She yelled, yanking her arm away from his grip. It wasn't a hard grip, but it was enough to piss her off a bit more.

"And don't grab me.. I think you have a whore for that right?"

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami bit his lip and looked around the room. People were starting to look. "Jenna...I love you." He said and with that he threw her over his shoulder starting towards the stairs.

[Jenna Tragic]

"Well thats good. but I HATE you, and I hope you hate yourself forever because I'm LEAVING!" With that she felt herself being lifted up and her stomach turn.

"Ugh.." She mumbled before she knew what was happening. "Put me DOWN right this instant!" She shouted, hitting his back with her small fists. She knew it was doing nothing, but she was pissed at him. "And if you loved me, you wouldn't smell the way you do" As she moving her arms she saw the small glint from the ring and almost smirked.

"And I don't WANT this anymore" She commentd, taking off the ring and throwing it down the stairs.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami shook his head taking her up the stairs. "Hun your drunk, and upset. You don't mean that." He said in a calming tone. Or as calm as he could. 'Accio Ring' He thought as they reached the top. The ring flew up to him and went into his pocket.

"I love you hun." he continued to say walking down the hall.

[Jenna Tragic]

She glared at the back of his head before she smiled again. Raising her hand she smacked him in the back of the head as hard as she could.
"I can assure you that the feeling isn't mutual"

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami stumbled forward slightly before shaking his head. Turning he put the key in the door and opened it. "I'm sure you don't mean that." he said calmly and walked in.

[Jenna Tragic]

"Oh, I'm sure I do" She mumbled, waiting for him to put her down. Once she was on the ground she turned to him and glared. "You touch me, and I'll go to the ministry. I will have you put right in your place so fast you won't even know what happened till it's to late" She continued to glare as she fumbled for her wand.

"Seriously, I can't believe I didn't listen!!" She yelled at herself.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami closed the door and slowly turned towards her. i can't believe I didn't listen! Jerami's eyebrow popped but that wasn't the point. He had enough of an idea. Walking over he took the hand that she was trying to get her wand with and held it close to his chest as he brought the other one around her waist in a tight embrace.

Softly in her ear he whispered. "Jenna...please calm down.. I'll explain everything....Just please...calm down." He said. His words chocked by some knot in his throat.

[Jenna Tragic]

"No" She said shoving him with her arms. She knew it was useless, Jenna couldn't move him sober.. and she was feeling a bit tired now. No way was she getting free with out magick. "Let me go Jerami, you stink"

Wrinkling her nose, she sneezed slightly. Jenna had always been alergic to perfume..which was why she could smell it so easily on his clothes.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami didn't let go instead he kept her close to him. "I can't do that love." He whispered. That was true. He wouldn't lose her. Not like this. Not in this way. "Please just calm down and let me explain." he said holding her in a tight embrace.

[Jenna Tragic]

"You. Smell. Jerami" She said in a slow voice. "I wasn't insulting, you actually stink" She tried to shove him away again but it seemed a little pointless.

"And I don't want to listen, I want to go home"

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami sighed and let her go. He took off his rope and threw it on the floor. "Please..just stay here. I'll go wash up and then we can talk." He said in a calm tone. He really didn't want to have this fight infront of his little girl.

To her...he was ashamed of what he had done and who he was. And now he had fucked up...big time. He just wanted to fix it. Spare his little girl from seeing her daddy upset.

[Jenna Tragic]

Jenna sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the robe on the floor. "I could leave while your in there Jerami, and there isn't anything you can do about it" She muttered, crossing her arms in front of her.

Jenna didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to be here either. It was a dilema, and debating she looked back up at him. her jaw instantly tightened.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami nodded and then turned his back and walked to the bathroom. At the door he stopped his hand on the door frame. "I trust you Jenna." He said in a low voice and forced a weak smile before closeing the door. He left it unlocked though.

He removed the fishnet shirt and black pants along with his leather shoes and green socks. Pulling the curtain over he walked in and turned the water on. He turned it to hot but the water seemed cold to him. Everything did at the moment. How could he have been so stupid. Was it true that old ways never were forgotten.

He let the not so hot hot water flow down his face as he thought of his mistake and what could happen to his family..to his daughter.

[Jenna Tragic]

Jenna sighed, removing her boots from her small feet. It was stupid, her still being here. She wasn't sure what had happened with whoever he was with, but the scent seemed a bit familiar to her. LIke she had smelt it before.

With a shake of her head she almost laughed at heself, How could a person be so niave.. she thought to herself as she got up from the bed. She went to the long mirror and took her hair out of the clip. With a slight shake of her head she smiled at herself in the mirror. Then a frown took it's place.

"And they said being cute got you somewhere.." Jenna wa still a bit drunk from the drinks she had had, and almost fell when she turned away to fast. "Damnit" She muttered as she tried to keep her balance.

[Jerami Heightington]

He stayed in there for ten minutes. Ten minutes of the hot water turning ice cold. Ten minutes of thoughts that ripped him apart. Looking up he let the sprinkles of water patter his face like a small massage. Taking a deep breath he turned the water off.

He opened the curtain and walked out grabbing a towel and drying his hair and upper body. Looking at himself in the mirror he looked at the scars on his chest. Sighing he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out. Looking around he saw Jenna. That was a good sign. As least she was still there.

[Jenna Tragic]

She didn't up from her spot on the floor, but instead she looked at his feet. With a slight sigh she smelt the cleaness in her noise and wanted to yell again. That didn't help anything.

"So why did you smell like a cheap whore?" She asked through her teeth.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami sat on the other side of the bed and rested his elbows on his toweled thighs and looked down. "I was just trying to say I was sorry for things i've done it the past. Help her out of her debt...that was all..." He said biting his lip. " But...I guess she wanted to say thank you." He said in a low tone.

"I don't know what I was thinking at the time. Maybe I wasn't...but she came on to me." he said letting his fist curl into a tight ball, his nails slowly digging into his palms. "But..I got away before anything really happened...I swear..on Averi." He said. A small tear rolled down his cheek. Not cause of the nails in his palm..but cause it hurt to betray the ones he loved. The two women he loved.

[Jenna Tragic]

"Oh yeah" She said with a sarcastic tone. "I'm sure you fought so hard" She looked up at him, a comment resting on her toungue when she saw his face. It wasn't a face someone could stay angry with, but sh ewas still upset.

She sighed, defeated and stood up. "Jerami.." She muttered, sitting next to him. She put her small hand under his chin the bring his eyes up to meet hers.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami let his face be taken up by her hand but then tore it away looking down. "Don't..i don't deserve it." He said through clenched teeth. His tone was angry...but not with her. He was mad at himself. For what he had done. What he was capable of doing.

"I don't deserve your love. Not after what I've done." He claimed through his teeth. Another tear rolled down the other cheek. 'Was this how they all felt before he killed them...When he hurt others or stole someone from them?' he asked himself.

[Jenna Tragic]

Jenna sighed, letting her hand fall. With a slight shrugg se smiled to herself, and curled her body into his lap.

"Well, I love you anyways" She muttered, kissing his hand.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami felt the slight kiss on his hand. He used his other to wipe the two tears off his cheek and then brought it down and gently played with her hair. "I-i'm s-ss-so sorry." he said through some heavy breaths as he kissed her forehead.

[Jenna Tragic]

"It's alright" She said with the tone that clearly showed he had won. She sighed, then leaned up to press her mouth against his. She probably tasted strongly of Firewhisky, but hardly cared.

[Jerami Heightington]

Jerami kissed her lightly on the lips and then looked into her eyes. His were red from the tears that forced their way through his eyes. "I love you....I really do." He whispered.