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House of Cox - 4 pm - Thursday

Dec 21, 2007 01:03

I rest my head forward against the tiles below the showerhead as I close my eyes.

This has got to be the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life. But fuck if it wasn't amazing last night...

A wave of guilt washes over me. If Barbie told her... That's not how--that's not how it should've happened... Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. How the hell did ( Read more... )

cox, jordan

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coxianrival December 21 2007, 09:56:23 UTC

I sigh as I open the door and throw the keys down onto the table. The whole day was nothing but stress. Not even just everything that had taken place last night, but the rest of the day dealing with Ted and Kelso. I had a lot of time to think about what I was going to do about this...mess. I'd go straight to the kids, but I've made it a point not to let them see their mother, or smell her, after a night of drinking ( ... )

bestdamdoctor December 21 2007, 10:04:49 UTC

I nearly jump out of my skin as Jordan appears, slamming the door to the shower stall open.

Ohfuckingshitshe'sgoingtokillmenaked

"J--Jordan." I try to go for a nonchalant, chipper voice. If it weren't for the stuttering. "Well sure--sure thing--if you want the shower."

I panic a moment. Not sure if I should turn the water off. Not sure how to step out without getting within arms reach of her.

Ohshitohshitohshit

I finally step out as far right of her as possible.

coxianrival December 21 2007, 10:11:57 UTC

I grab a towel to the right of me and throw it at him. Turn my head away hopefully before he can see any sign of hurt. I had made the decision not to show any other emotion but anger tonight but its all going out the window because I feel like I'm going to cry at the sight of him.

"Just," I say, doing my best to keep the pathetic crackling out of my voice. "Go. I'll be out in a minute." There. That was good. Minimal girlish sounds. I cross my arms and wait for him to leave the bathroom.

bestdamdoctor December 21 2007, 10:20:51 UTC

I absently catch the towel she tosses at me, watching her quickly snap away. Her voice is... off. Distant. Walled off. Fuck.

I don't know what to say to that dismissal, so I just turn and leave, wrapping the towel around my waist as I exit back into the bedroom.

Scrubs. I need Scrubs. No, wait, picking up the kids first. I need street clothes. Fuck, it doesn't matter. I just need something. Anything. I dig into my dresser for a clean pair of jeans.

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