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“Us who?” Okay that sounded dense but that’s all she had at the moment. Clearly she wasn’t going to jump to any conclusions because this was Jason Morgan and his version of ‘us’ would be something of an alien meaning to her. “ I’m sorry Jason what do you mean by that?”

 

He wanted to reach out and touch her, hold her. As he sat on her sofa waiting to for the words to escape, he instantly remembered the day she became friends with Jason Morgan.

 

He wasn’t sure who initiated the greetings. At first it was just an occasional ‘hey’ or ‘how are you’. He held the door open for her at Kelly’s. She said ‘Thank you’ he responded ‘No problem’. Just little things until he stopped her as she was headed into Justus’ penthouse.

 

“Hey, you have a minute?”

 

“A minute for what?” She was getting defensive, which was her usual reaction to anything Morgan.

 

“I want to talk to you about the way I reacted to you after my accident.”

 

“Out of the blue? Just like that Jason? Oh and I consider the way you treated me more than a reaction.” Keesha privately looked forward to today in hopes of finding some type of conclusion to their circumstance. She really didn’t want to be alone with Jason considering what happened the last time they were alone together but she calmed her nerves and allowed him inside.

 

“Can I get you anything?”

 

 “No. Keesha I need you to understand something. All those things I said and did to you, if I could take it back I would. I know your grandmother past away the same time Jason Quartemaine did.”

 

“After all you’ve put me through a year later you decide to take it all back?” He could tell she was doing everything in her power to keep her tears from falling.

 

“Keesha you expected me to remember you when you knew if was impossible for me to do so.”

 

 “Okay let’s talk about what you expected Jason. I didn’t lose my memories of you but you expected me to act as if I had. I was in love with you for two years Jason. We were in love. You slip into a coma for three weeks and I’m suppose to do what, fall out of love with you because you didn’t remember me? Did you honestly think it would be that easy for me to forget?”

 

“Did you honestly think it would be that easy for me to remember?”

 

Yes she did. She thought he would one day snap out of it and want to remember her. “Why were you such a bitch to me Jason?”

 

“Is that what I was to you, a bitch?”

 

“Well screaming at me every time I tried to speak to you, throwing me off of you and flipping over a table at Luke’s because I touched you definitely qualifies you as a bitch.”

 

“Keesha I didn’t want to be loved or touched by you or anyone and I was trying to make you see that. That was the only way I knew how to react to you or anyone.”

 

“Not anyone Jason, just me.”

 

“You believe that?”

 

“Well I don’t remember you throwing a tantrum when Robin was at your bedside or when she was busy touching you.”

 

“She never expected anything from me Keesha.”

 

“Oh yes she did Jason. But I’ll leave that conversation for another day.”

 

“I guess I was worst to you because you wouldn’t back down. And I didn’t know any other way to tell you I didn’t want to be Jason Quartermaine anymore. I was confused about a lot of things and time gave me the chance to sort those things out. I see the way that I treated you was cruel and insensitive and I’m Sorry.”

 

And here he was hoping she would want to be friends...more than friends with Jason Quartermaine. “Like I said before, my mom gave me your address considering you forgot to leave it with me before you left Port Charles.”

 

“Well you knew I was leaving. If you wanted it that badly, you should have asked.” She crossed her legs and made herself comfortable. “Okay Jason, let’s talk about us.”

 

He had memorized the proper stream of words to express what he needed to say. The words he’d fought so hard to deliver correctly would not do her justice. In an instant he realized this wasn’t something that was to be rehearsed. He took a deep breath and spoke from his heart. “I can look in you eyes and tell you exactly what our little girl will look like.”

 

Keesha’s atmosphere immediately filled with confusion and unease. Jason said those exact words to her after they made love for the very first time in Paris three years ago. “You…you remember Jason?”

 

“I remember everything baby, especially us and how much I love you and how we use to be.” Jason repositioned himself next to her so only an irrelevant amount of space remained between them.

 

She found herself lost in his eyes for a brief moment unable to move or speak. This surge of confusion instantly invaded her body. The moment was surreal then it passed. “I don’t know what you what you expect me to say but you don’t have the right to walk into my home and tell me you love me as if nothing has happened.”

 

“I think I do have a right to be here. And you don’t have to say anything. I came her to tell you I’m leaving in a few days and you’re coming with me. I’m taking you home were you belong. You’re going to marry me Keesha Ward and I’m going make you smile everyday for the rest of your life.”










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