“You know, Keesha, it is ironic,” AJ mused sadly.
“For over five years of my life I supported you while you chased your
own demon. Good old AJ… always there, always understanding.
Now the tables are turned and you don’t even grant me the same
courtesy. I wonder if you would
have been more understanding if it had been anyone else but Carly?”
was not a question he expected to be answered.
“Carly and I share a child. That’s
a bond that cannot be broken.”
matter how many underhanded ways she tried,” Keesha interrupted angrily.
I know that Carly has done more wrong to me than any human being has a
right to, Keesha. But a part of me
will always want her.” His gaze
pinned her in place. “The same
way a part of you will never stop hoping that somewhere deep inside Jason Morgan
is the real Jason, just fighting his way back to you.”
difference between us,” AJ concluded, “is that I loved you enough to accept
that fact. So tell me, Keesha, just
which of us in this relationship was really the selfish one?”
words stung deeply. AJ had been
nothing but supportive during those wasted years she had futilely spent chasing
after the memory of Jason Quartermaine. When
every encounter with Jason Morgan left her depressed and mourning the man she
had lost, AJ patiently held her hand and allowed Keesha to pour out her heart
she were brutally honest with herself, Keesha would be forced to admit that she
probably would not have been able to heal so completely without the care AJ
Keesha.” He had no desire to hear
her guilty apology. “Hearing the
pity in your voice would only make it worse.”
The rain-drenched man shook his head.
“It must be really nice to have your life all tied up in one neat
little bundle. No doubts, no
regrets, no hesitation. All in all,
I guess you are pretty lucky that every woman Jax ever really loved is dead.”
quick intake of breath was like a hiss. “AJ!”
shook his head. “That wasn’t
intended as disrespect to Brenda or Chloe,” he explained quietly.
“They were both a part of my family in some way.
All I meant was that you and Jax are free to love each other in a way
that you and I never could – without the baggage of the past.”
looked more defeated than Keesha had ever seen him. She stepped back from her doorway and gestured him inside.
“Come inside and talk to me, AJ. You
are going to catch your death of cold out there in the rain.”
lips curved into a mirthless smile. “I
have ‘died’ in every way you can imagine, Keesha. A little bit of rain can’t begin to compare.
Beside, I am a Quartermaine. My
death would never be that simple.”
froze. Her panic stricken
expression did not escape AJ’s gaze. “You
don’t have to worry about me,” he reassured her.
“I am not suicidal.” He
futilely swept the water from his face. “But
that’s not your problem anymore.” AJ
jammed his hands further down into the soggy pockets of his soaked suit pants
and headed down the walk.
will always be your friend, AJ,” Keesha yelled above the noise of the rain.
her words reached him over the frenetic rhythm of splattering raindrops, AJ
paused. “I know,” he murmured
without turning around. “But I
need more from you than that.”