Title: Florence
Author: Jade 
Pairing: Jay/Florence (OC), J/SB 
Rating: Hmm.. this part... PG-13 for Jay and Flo
cussing and shit like that there
Archive: Yep. 
Feedback: jade27_al@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I own nothing.. except Florence. She's
mine. Kevin owns everything else.
Notes: I think I'll blame Smashmouth for this one.
Damn them.


***

"Baby?"

I blinked and looked to my right. Jay was staring at
me, looking kinda worried.

"You alright? You've been kinda weird these last few
days."

"Hmm? Have I?"

Damn straight I have. I've been trying to figure shit
out. On one hand, I love Jay. I want to keep him. On
the other hand, I love Jay. I want him to be happy.

I just don't know. I know they always say if you love
something, you should set it free, and if it love you,
it will come back.

But I'm afraid Jay won't come back. He's the first
good thing to happen to me.

God, don't I sound all melodramatic.

"Yo, Flo.." Jay snapped his fingers in front of me,
making me jump. "Snap out of it man. You've been
spacing out like that for the past week. It's weird."

"Sorry." I smiled. "I.. I just have some shit on my
mind."

"Like what?"

Like what?! Shit.. he actually asked?! Fuck. Me. I'm
not that talented of a liar..

"Uhm.. Bob?"

"Motherfuckin' don't start that shit again. I'm
fuckin' tired of hearing about Bob! Maybe you should
be fucking Bob instead of me, since you're so fucking
in love with that fat piece of shit."

"Well one of us should be." I countered, immediately
regretting the words.

Jay narrowed his eyes. He didn't say anything, for
fear of telling me something he didn't want anyone to
know. He just got up and looked me right in the eyes.

"Drop it. Got it?" He glared at me.

I sighed and dropped my head into my hands. "Whatever.
Why are you so fuckin' uptight about it? Huh? You said
it yourself. It's not like he's your fuckin' boyfriend
or nothin'."

"Then why the fuck are you so obsessed about it!? I
already told you! Just fuckin' drop it and maybe we
can get on with our lives. Shit!"

"Well maybe I wouldn't be so fuckin' obsessed if you
would say *my* motherfuckin' name you little bitch!
You ever hear yourself? Motherfuckin' SHIT! I'm
fucking tired of it Jay! If you weren't so fuckin'
hung up on Bob, so much so that you feel compelled to
scream his God damned name during sex, then maybe I
wouldn't give a fuck about this!" I yelled at him.

"I don.. FUCK YOU!" Jay screamed right back, then, as
per usual, stormed of to the bedroom like a 4 year old
to pout.

"No you don't!" I yelled after him. "YOU FUCK BOB!"

At this point, Jay came back out of the room and
grabbed me by the shirt.

"Motherfucker, you touch me and I swear I will scream
rape!" I threatened.

"Get the fuck out."

"Gladly, you asshole." I yanked my shirt free, then
grabbed my coat and left.