Chapter Seven
Jane's POV
Inside the room, things were getting steamy and our emotions were all over the place. The guilt of my allowing Joseph to take advantage of me was overwhelming and I needed to vent out somehow. I breathed deeply as I kissed Dayne. For a minute I had forgotten everything that Joe was doing.
Dayne's hands were moving around me skillfully like he knew my body well. His broad chest reverberated and was in sync with the way his heart beat. My mind was focused on Dayne. I could only see him; I could see him in his Go Cougars jacket, with his infectious smile. I can see him with his arms around Helen and him jesting at me, telling me to get lost. I had enough, so I pushed him away from me angrily.
"Get away from me, you backstabber!" I shouted angrily, but this time Dayne was not respecting my wishes.
He walked to me, held both of my shoulders and shook me as if he wanted me to fall.
"Why Jane? Why do you continue to do this to me? You broke up with me all of a sudden and up until now, I have no idea why you would do such a thing. What did I do to deserve it? Tell me!?" He was as angry as he was passionate a few minutes ago.
"You, Dayne! I trusted you most in the whole world and there is no coming back from that. There is no coming back." I turned my back to him.
"Yet, you have not told me what I did to break your trust."
"You know what you did."
"I really do not know. And this time, I am not leaving until you tell me what I did to break your trust in the first place. You will tell me what I did." He was adamant.
I walked away to the other side of the bed and breathed deeply.
"The night at David's party. The one he held at his father's outhouse by the creek." I started.
"Your sister, Helen, said you couldn't make it. She said that you were down with the flu or something." He came and sat by me. I didn't send him away.
"She was obviously lying, you should have known that. She locked me in my room that night. She also said that I wasn't invited. But I knew she was lying."
"I was miserable that night, Jane. I had planned something special for us that night." I looked at him. I knew what every teenager our age meant by "something special".
"What did you plan, Dayne? You had already booked a room, right?" I doubt that there was a hint of judgement in my eyes, though.
"I'm sorry, that was a stupid thing to say, but that was what I meant by special at that time." His eyes were down.
"Do you want me to continue or?"
"Yes, please." He urged me.
"I tried calling you to come pick up, but Helen had already cut the communication line. Determined to go, I escaped through my window."
"You were at that party? I don't remember seeing you there. Not that I remember so much of the party though."
"Of course you don't remember. When Helen was all over your face." I responded, sarcastically.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked in confusion.
"I got to David's party only to see you and Helen on the bed in one of the rooms doing…." I couldn't complete the statement. "I guess you found an alternative person for the special night." I added.
Dayne looked at me, more confused.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Jane. That night, when Helen showed up without you, I asked after you from her and she said that you were not going to make it, that you had a flu or something. I was miserable that night. I tried calling you too, but you were not responding. I think someone spiked my drink that night because Helen came with fruit punch, asking me to relax and have fun even without you. After that drink, and several others, I went into the room because I was dizzy. That was the last thing I remembered till the next day. I swear to you Jane, I never slept with Helen." He was sincere. I could tell that he wasn't lying.
Now that I remember, I never saw Dayne stir when I entered the room. I remember walking into the room and Helen expressed shock, then she smiled. I was too angry to wait for an explanation, so I ran out of the room with angry tears in my eyes. Helen met me at home with pictures of her and Dayne naked on the bed.
"Dayne Waters is mine now. Don't go hovering around him like a desperate bitch that you are or else, I will post these pictures of us all over the school." She smiled like a witch.
"You two absolutely deserve each other. I hope you both get hit by a car and die." I walked away. There was no point in listening to Dayne anymore. The next time I met him, I faced him squarely and said that we are over and if he tried pestering me, I was going to report him to the principal.
"Helen must have planned that whole fiasco." I said to Dayne on the bed. It was as though some scales had just fallen from my eyes.
"And she denied us of those good years together." He was very bitter too.
"I've also known my sister to play dirty. I wonder why I'm not too surprised at all these." I chuckled.
"I'm sorry, Jane. I suppose I should have insisted like I did tonight many years ago. I never stopped falling in love with you." He looked so helpless with the way he looked at me. What I felt for him at that moment was more of pity than love. I had trained my heart to be hard to him that I couldn't just thaw it in a few minutes.
He reached forward and leaned on me. I didn't move, so he went ahead and kissed me slowly. As he built momentum, I went with the flow. But I doubt if I was as crazy as he was. What I was feeling was just the guilt of being wrong about Dayne all these years, and I felt that I owed him this special night that he had being looking forward to all those years.
He seemed to be in the mood, so I gave in to him. It was not so noticeable that I gave in. It was because I had assistance. It was a surprise to me that while Dayne was busy doing me, I had a different picture in my mind. What captured my mind was the face of the beautiful cab driver that I didn't even know his name.
***
It was a cold and dark morning. Dayne had slipped out of my room to his room to get prepared for the flight to Singapore. I also proceeded to the bathroom to get myself ready too. In thirty minutes, we were both out of our rooms and checked out of his hotel. We both had to conceal our eyes with a concealer because we barely had any sleep over the night.
We got into the same vehicle and Dayne's driver took us to the airport. We sat there in silence, but I could imagine what was in his mind. I thought of how to let Dayne know. It was wrong for me to keep on giving him hope. I even had to fake and orga**m yesterday during the… I needed to let him know quickly in order to not lead him on.
"The plane is ready for departure, Mr. Waters." Mr. Dayne's Executive Assistant informed him.
As we both rose up, Dayne grabbed my hands and I instinctively pulled away. He looked a little puzzled and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry Dayne. But what we did last night was a mistake. It cannot happen again." I said.
"But… but I thought we cleared what happened already." He tried not to sound frustrated.
"I know. But…" I fondled my engagement ring and it dawned on him. He must have just noticed it.
"I'm engaged, Dayne. It's already too late." I said sadly. He nodded and we walked together.
Come up with whatever excuse, Jane. But you know the real reason why you are still confused. It's not because of Joseph Stone. It's because of the humble and nameless cab driver whom you may never see again. Well, like he said; I don't think fate is done with us yet.