Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding 1)

-Usher "Burn"

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Chapter 9: Present

Huffing louder than was necessary, Lexi glanced around Bekah's guest bedroom in disdain. She had been directed in here to change for Ramsey's party, but she was currently having second thoughts about whether or not that was smart of her. She was going to this party because of Jack. Strike one. She wanted to prove that Bekah was a phony. Strike two. And possibly humiliate her brother miserably. Strike three.

Wow. She was in a low place.

She tried to clear her mind of her dark thoughts and really assess the room with an unbiased eye. This room was painted a light blue. The wicker collection had all white bedding, and a slight accent of navy blue curtains hung across the window. Lexi conceded that it was homey at least. Though the bed could easy be replaced by a wicker crib, and have the same effect. This couldn't have been an accident. She cringed at the thought of having children. Obviously, Bekah didn't.

Lexi laughed at the thought. Of course the psycho marrying-type wouldn't have an issue with having children…with thinking about having children with Jack. Her laughter instantly turned bitter, and she returned to her darker mood. She couldn't be unbiased about Bekah. She had made up her mind that she would never like her…anything about her. Not that the girl was helping out anything by being hot and cold and having a pastel Easter egg colored house.

She popped open her suitcase and rummaged around for something to wear to this damn party. Why had she agreed to go through with this? She was such an idiot. If Chyna could see her now. She just shook her head at how humiliating that conversation would be. Not caring much how she looked, Lexi pulled on a dark pair of jeans, and unable to resist herself, she put on her favorite ocean blue-green lace halter top.

"Alright. Let's get this over with," she said walking into the living room and finding it empty. She glanced around wondering where they went. Then she heard a giggle slice through the silence. Too curious for her own good, Lexi traipsed back down the hallway to the source of the noise.

Lexi stopped suddenly when she heard a loud moan coming from the other door on the hallway. She froze unable to pull away as she heard Jack and Bekah talking.

"Jack, come on stop. She's right down the hall," Bekah breathed.

"I don't want to stop."

Lexi could hear some more whispers and a few smacking noises that she recognized as kissing. She gulped heavily wishing she had just stayed in the room so that she didn't have to listen to any of this.

"She's going to hear us Jack," Bekah squealing smacking his hand.

"I don't care if she hears."

Lexi blanched at his words. He couldn't honestly be saying those kinds of things after last night. This just made her want to tell Bekah everything. Not just about their past either. She wanted to tell her about coming home early to see her, the pillow fight, staying up all night with her, and almost kissing her. Her hands were shaking at her side.

"Jack," Bekah mumbled.

"Okay okay. You're right. She shouldn't have to hear this. I hope she didn't," he said wistfully.

"Well now I wouldn't go that far."

"I would. Come on. Let's get out of here."

Lexi quickly darted out of the hallway and back into the living room. She wasn't sure what to think of Jack's comments. Of course, she was pissed, because she wasn't certain which part he had meant. He had sounded more like himself when he had claimed that he didn't want her to hear, but she reminded herself that she was biased. Just another thing she would have to figure out before she went back to New York.

When Bekah came out into the living room, Lexi couldn't help but let her mouth drop open at her ridiculously skimpy outfit. She had on a jean mini skirt that skirted the tops of her alabaster thighs, and a form fitting baby pink tube top. Four inch brown high heels made her already long legs look even better. Lexi felt plain next to her.

"Oh you can't wear that," Bekah said reviewing Lexi's outfit.

"I seem to be hearing that a lot lately," she said giving Jack and icy glare.

"Oh well, Ramsey's parties are a little different than you'd probably expect," Bekah said choosing each word carefully.

"Fine whatever. Let's just get this over with. What should I wear?" Lexi asked easily giving in.

Twenty minutes later, the three found themselves climbing the stairs to Ramsey's townhouse in what Lexi recognized to be the ritzy side of Buckhead. The clothing look that Bekah had insisted on was a cross between trampish, smutty, and just a smidge of whore. It had been worth the effort when she had walked back out of the guest bedroom and had Jack open-mouthed gaping at her. His eyes traveled from the white pleated skirt that accentuated her bronzed skin. Then he slowly undressed her with his eyes as he traveled upwards to her cle**age bulging out of her blood red V-neck tank top. Her make-up was smoky and seductive. And though Lexi knew that she looked good without all the added effort, the way that Jack's eyes turned crystal clear with desire at her approach certainly made up for the extra time it took.

Entering the townhouse was close to slipping into a new world. The bottom floor was swarming with people vying to occupy as much space as possible. Blaring music emanated from surround sound speakers placed all over the house, and bodies were grinding to the beat. Lights were dimmed low and flashing strobe lights projected chaotically across the space. The people were crowded in so close together that Lexi couldn't even see past the living room. She wasn't sure if there was anything past the living room by the looks of the place. She couldn't help but openly ogle the scene in front of her. She felt like she had just entered a nightclub, not a house party.

Bekah took her reaction as a good thing, and smiled brightly at her. "I told you it was going to be a little different than expected," she trilled over the music.

Lexi nodded, her earlier anticipation about coming here dissolving. To be honest, she felt very much at home in this environment. She and Chyna went to these types of events every weekend. She just didn't know that parties this crazy actually occurred in Atlanta. Let alone by someone like Ramsey. She figured she had a lot to learn about this Ramsey character. Openly smiling, Lexi felt her hips sway unintentionally to the music. "This will be fun," Lexi said back to Bekah who appeared slightly hesitant at her enthusiasm. Bekah hadn't missed the looks that Jack had given Lexi.