Amy sighed and rolled over in the bed, the covers twisting around her legs as she struggled to find a comfortable position. Beside her, Jason was snoring softly with his pillow clutched loosely in his hands, his long blond hair fanned out around his head. It was the same every night�
It had been almost a month now since Amy had left Chris after finding him in bed with Trish, her wounded pride had prevented her from confronting either of them. Instead, she had been staying with Jason and hiding from them - hiding from reality�
She knew it couldn�t go on much longer this way, sooner or later she would have to deal with what had happened, but for now she was content just to let Jason take care of her. Ever since she�d come to him in tears that night, Jason had been there for her, chasing away her demons. But the demons always came back, stronger than before - Amy was starting to fear that they would never leave.
Finally accepting the fact that sleep would escape her yet another night, Amy groaned softly and tossed the covers back, swinging her feet onto the floor and sitting up. Hopping gingerly from the bed and stalking into the bathroom, Amy flipped on the light and ran some water in the sink, splashing the cool liquid on her face and sighing heavily.
Opening her eyes, Amy leaned her hands on the counter and looked up into the mirror, her reflection startling her. What she saw was the face of a stranger looking back at her�
Gone was the fiery brightness in her hair that she had always been proud of - that Chris had always loved. Instead a tangled, greasy mop of dull reddy-brown filth hung in ropes around her face, partially concealing the large purple smudges that lined her tired, bloodshot eyes. Her skin was pale, almost translucent - her face looked thinner too, she hadn�t been eating well at all in the last few weeks.
�Scary, isn�t it?� Jason�s soft voice startled her out of her reverie, and Amy was shocked to see that he was now standing beside her in the small bathroom, his warm brown eyes clouded over from sleep. Still watching him in the mirror, Amy reached up and touched her cheek, the realization that it was truly her in the reflection filling her with shame.
�I�m pathetic� she whispered, her eyes finding his in the mirror. Shaking his head, Jason reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders, turning her away from the glass and forcing her to meet his gaze.
�Not pathetic,� he murmured quietly, the warm chocolate of his eyes running over her affectionately, �only lost.� Her eyebrows drawn down in confusion, Amy opened her mouth to speak but was cut off when Jason held his finger up to her lips.
�Stop torturing yourself, Ames. What�s done is done and you know it. Chris chose his path when he cheated on you with Trish, now accept it and move on.� Feeling the sudden prick of truth at his words, Amy looked away from him and let out a shaky breath.
�I keep wishing this was all a dream,� she said softly, her fingers once again tracing the lines of her face, the constant reminder of her grief. �All I wanted was someone to love, someone who would love me back just as much. I thought I�d found that someone in Chris�� Turning back to the mirror, Amy caught Jason�s eyes and she smiled ruefully.
�I guess I was wrong, huh?� Shaking his head silently, Jason gently pushed some loose strands of hair back from her face, his fingers tucking them carefully behind her ears.
�Chris was an idiot, he didn�t know what he had,� Jason murmured, his fingers now brushing softly down her cheeks and stroking the silkiness of her skin. �You don�t need him Amy. You never did.�
�Then why does it still hurt?� At Amy�s tortured whisper, Jason looked down into her eyes and saw the strength of her emotions - the pain and the confusion that swirled darkly within their hazel depths.
�Oh Ames,� He muttered, abruptly drawing her into his arms and holding her tight against him. Finally the tears came, hot and scalding as she clung Jason�s strong body, soft mewling sobs muffling against the thin fabric of his T-shirt.
�I loved him so much�� Amy sobbed as she reached up and wrapped her arms around Jason�s neck, burying her face in the long, thick mass of his hair.
�I know you did Amy, I know you did� Jason soothed as he gently rubbed up and down her back, his own eyes darkening with anger. Goddamn you Irvine�
�Shhhh Amy, stop crying now - it�s okay. He�s not worth your tears.� Still sniffling, Amy pulled back in Jason�s arms and fixed him with her tearful gaze.
�You must think I�m disgusting� she hiccuped quietly. A tender smile tugging at his lips, Jason shook his head and gaze her a squeeze.
�I think you�re beautiful.� Staring at him through narrowed eyes, Amy sniffed in disbelief and shook her head. �I�m filthy.�
�That,� Jason chuckled, �can be easily fixed.� Letting go of her, he stepped over to the shower and reached in, turning on the handles and letting the water spray out until steam started to fill the bathroom. Motioning her over with the tilt of his head, Jason held his hand out and pulled her to him.
�I said before that you were lost� Nodding silently, Amy started when Jason�s hands went to the hem of her T-shirt and began tugging it up her body, pulling it up and over her head. Standing before him now in only a brief pair of cotton panties, Amy flushed and reached up to cover herself, stopped immediately by Jason, who caught her hands and brought them back down to her sides.
�I�ll help you find yourself again.� Jason�s words sending a little tingle of warmth through her body, Amy gave him a small smile and willingly followed him into the hot spray of the shower, not caring that she was still wearing her panties or that Jason was still fully clothed.
Gasping as the heat of the water hit her, Amy closed her eyes and leaned back against the shower wall, letting the spray soak into her, groaning softly when she felt Jason�s hands running through her hair to wet it further. She stood still as he worked the shampoo into her hair and then sighed softly when he gently rinsed her clean.
�Turn around.� Obeying his soft command, Amy pushed herself away from the wall and turned so that her back was to Jason, a loud sigh of contentment filling the stall when she felt soapy hands begin to massage her tense muscles. Eventually the hands worked their way around to the front of her body, and she sagged back against him as he tenderly cupped her breasts, gently running his fingernails over her nipples.
�Easy now� he whispered, his hands drifting up further and caressing her neck and face, sending little shivers of pleasure up Amy�s spine. A soft whimper escaped her throat as his fingers left her completely, and she opened her eyes in distress.
�Jason�� She murmured, suddenly feeling the overwhelming need to touch him. Turning around to face him, she practically ripped the now-soaking wet shirt from his body and tossed it over the rail, her hands impatiently roaming the broad expanse of his chest. His eyes closing in pleasure, Jason fell back against the wall and groaned as her fingers began plucking gently at his flat nipples, coaxing him to respond.
Unable to stand it any longer, he opened his eyes and abruptly reached out to yank her to him, her soft breasts crushed up against his hard chest as he tipped her head back and roughly captured her lips with his. Amy cried out against his mouth as she felt his hands reach down her body and firmly cup her buttocks, bringing her up against his throbbing hardness.
�Oh God�� she moaned, her tongue hungrily tracing the inside of Jason�s mouth, his answering growl increasing the sharp pangs of heat that were racing through her system. Suddenly tearing away from her, Jason fixed her with his scorching gaze, his smoldering eyes burning into hers as he hooked his fingers in her panties and roughly tore them from her body. Amy groaned and closed her eyes, giving herself up to the sensations.
�Amy, look at me.� Her eyes opening and meeting his through the steam, Amy felt her heart jump at the look of intensity she saw burning there. His hand reaching up, Jason gently cupped her cheek and stroked her bottom lip with his thumb. His breathing was slightly labored. Leaning forward he placed a soft kiss onto her lips.
�You�re beautiful.� Tears springing to her eyes, Amy smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, her hazel gaze filled with warmth.
�I want you Jason.� A low groan emitting from his throat, Jason swiftly kicked out of his pants and then stood before her, completely naked. His cock stood long and proud away from his body, throbbing with the want of her. Stepping into the tight circle of his arms, Amy moaned as she was lifted up into the air, her legs wrapping automatically around his waist.
Resting his forehead against hers, Jason looked deeply into her eyes, his arms tightening around her body.
�I want you to heal,� he murmured quietly, his voice low and deep. �I want to erase everything he�s done to you, make you see how special you really are. But I can�t do that if you don�t realize who I am.� Looking at him in confusion, Amy frowned.
�I know who you are, Jason.� Chuckling softly, Jason shook his head.
�That�s not what I mean. I need you to understand that Chris and I are totally different people. I�m not him, and he isn�t me. I won�t hurt you Amy, I won�t make you cry like he did. I want to take care of you, I want to love you.� Nuzzling his lips against hers, Jason smiled tenderly.
�I do love you, Amy.� Her eyes widening in shock, Amy didn�t get a chance to respond. With one fluid movement, Jason brought her down and impaled her on his cock, a strangled cry of pleasure ripping from her throat and filling the stall as he backed her up against the wall and began slowly thrusting in and out of her.
�Oh God�Jason�!� Amy moaned and dug her fingernails into his shoulders, her head thrashing back and forth against the shower wall as Jason leaned forward and kissed her breasts, his tongue tracing the valley in between and then moving up to lavish attention upon her aching nipples.
�Patience�� Jason mumbled against her flesh, his fingers tightening around her waist as he increased his speed and began forcefully driving into her, his hips jack-hammering against hers.
Amy was in heaven. She could feel the pleasure writhing and twisting in the pit of her stomach, coiling deep inside her like a snake. She was so close, tiny sparks of ecstasy shot through her with every snap of Jason�s hips, her inner muscles clutched at him like a velvet fist - soft and warm.
The water pounded down onto them, the heat of it filling the air with steam and making the small enclosed area of the shower stall almost unbearably hot. With one final thrust, Jason ground his hips into hers and stiffened, his head falling back and eyes closing as his cock spasmed and throbbed deep within her body, drenching her with his essence. Amy followed seconds later, a sharp cry escaping her throat and she leaned forward, gently biting into Jason�s shoulder as she clutched him tightly against her.
After the last shudders finally left their bodies, Jason slowly let her down in front of him, a tender smile on his face as he reached out and brushed some wet strands away from her face.
�That was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced in my entire life,� he said softly, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. Winding her arms up around his neck, Amy sighed and returned the kiss, closing her eyes and parting her lips as she felt his tongue gently beg for entrance.
�Thank you�� She whispered when the kiss broke, her hazel eyes bright with emotion as she took in the expression of utter adoration that covered his face. Nodding silently, Jason smiled and then turned the water off, pulling back the curtain and stepping out into the bathroom.
Grabbing up one of the giant fluffy towels that hung from the rack beside the shower, Jason deftly wrapped her up in it and tugged her out of the shower, pulling her towards him and playfully pecking her forehead, making a loud smacking noise that filled the tiny room. Giggling, Amy returned the kiss and then grabbed the towel out of his hands, turning it on him and quickly drying him from head to toe before tossing it into the corner.
Still laughing, Jason suddenly bent down and slid his arm underneath Amy�s legs, lifting her into the air and cradling her against his chest as he turned and stalked out of the bathroom, flipping the light off on the way out. Walking over to the rumpled bed, he gently laid her down and then crawled in beside her, immediately rolling over and covering her from head to toe with passionate kisses that made her knees weak.
Closing her eyes in contentment, Amy gave herself up to the spell that Jason was slowly weaving around her broken and shattered heart, comforted by the knowledge that no demons would be visiting her tonight�