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Title: My Story[chapter two]
Pairing: Cox/Jordan
Characters: Perry, Jordan, Ben,J.D.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Words: 2,086
This chapter takes place in the 80's! Wooh!
1987
"Alright Ben, I don't get it." A young Perry shoved some curls out of his eyes to look his friend straight in the eye. "You through a party every night. What's so great about this one?"
"Coxy!" Ben dropped the keg's weight all on Perry, forcing him to drop it on the ground. "My folks are out of town, meaning I can through a party here!"
Perry rolled his eyes. "Ben, we're in college now." He slides the keg a little over to left. "We have been for three years! This isn't highschool man."
Ben fell back onto a wall and smiled. "C'mon Per, you know how great high school parties were." Perry just sighed and looked around.
"Did you really need seven kegs though?" He rolled up his sleeves of his favorite jersey and smiled.
"I tried to order ten..." Ben was interrupted a loud shriek coming from upstairs.
"JORDAN!" a small girl with long, blonde hair appeared at the top of the stairs with a hair brush in her hand. "WHY DID YOU STEAL MY HAIRBRUSH?!" her voice squeaked a little higher, forcing Perry to cover his ears.
"Jesus." He looked over at Ben confused.
Ben stifled up a smile. "Sisters." Perry nodded and looked back to the stairs to find a tall, beautiful brunette come down wearing a tank top and a mini skirt.
"I didn't know you had sisters." Perry's eyes were transfixed on her, as if she moved in slow motion.
"Uh, you met them a few times Per." He could hardly hear his friend, all his attention was drawn to the gorgeous women coming closer to him.
"Oh yeah, we met." She spoke. He blinked and flashed his full-toothy smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry I must have forgot." Perry stretched out his arm, but Jordan only looked down at it, keeping her arms crossed.
"I'm Jordan. We saw eachother at a picnic last year, we played volleyball. You broke my nose." Perry sighed and tried to remember.
"I'm sorry, I don't recall-" Perry kept his eyes right on hers.
"Don't sweat it buddy, we were both wasted! Plus Jordan here needed a little tidying up around her shnoz!" Ben flicked at his sisters nose.
Perry began to sweat as the awkward tension bloomed in the air.
"That's not an excuse Ben." She eyed her brother viciously. "We've met a couple of times." Ben just shrugged and walked away. Perry blinked wishing his friend didn't just leave them there.
"A couple times?" Perry arched his eye brows.
"How long have you known my brother?" She kept her arms crossed, stance firm, lips tight together.
"We'll let's see..." He put up his hand and began counting on his fingers. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven years."
"Yep." Jordan nodded. "We met seven years ago. I was eleven. And then we met MANY more times after that, in the past seven years" Perry nodded and tried his hardest to remember.
"Oh god were you the chubby girl with acne and braces?" He looked Jordan up and down as she nodded. "No way." Perry's jaw fell open gazing across her beautiful body.
"Yep. You were a complete dick." She smiled. "And something about that look on your face convinces me that you still are."
He didn't even take the insult. "Oh. Well. You grew up. A lot."
"Yeah, yeah. Stop your drooling Per, here." Ben handed him a bottle of beer and smiled. "I think Jordy here has realized that." Jordan rolled her eyes and passed the two coldly, heading towards the kitchen.
"Wow." was the only thing Perry could get out.
"Don't get too excited, she has a boyfriend." Ben popped off the cap of his beer and smiled, taking in a large gulp.
"That guy we kicked the crap out of a few weeks ago?" Perry opened his beer as well and began drinking, Ben shook his head.
"No. This one's new." He smiled. "I don't like him."
"Why did we beat up that guy? You never told me." Perry's brows furrowed as he looked towards the kitchen, trying to sneak another peek of Jordan.
"He got Jordan pregnant." Perry's attention was ultimately drawn towards Ben again.
"What?" Perry's eyes widened with surprise.
"Yeah. Some guy knocked up my sister. But she doesn't have the baby."
"Oh." Perry took another discreet sip of his beer. "Miscarriage?"
Ben shook his head. "Nope. Abortion."
"Abortion? Ben how could you let her have that done. The risks for her that can have affect on her for the rest of her life-"
Ben cut him off. "Per, don't give me your doctor crap alright. It was here decision, not mine. No one knows, except me. Not my parents, or Danni. And that son of a bitch didn't know either until I cracked his skull on some pavement!" Ben growled playfully mocking Perry in every way possible.
Perry laughed and drank down the rest of his beer finishing it off with a nice, loud burp. "Dude, your sister is hot."
Ben laughed. "Good luck man, she hates you."
"Why?" Ben handed him another beer.
"Perry, you completely ignored her existence for the past seven years."
"Oh. Right." They both smiled and tapped each others bottles. "Ah, well, lets hope tonight is fun!"
One hour and forty-five minutes later and with six beers, three rum and cokes, and a few shots in him, Perry sat motionless on the couch. A group of people swayed past him. Ben would sometimes come by and pop him on head, making sure he was okay.
He was fine, he knew how to drink and how to handle himself. He was in love with the numb feeling he got, the feeling of feeling nothing. Complete and utter apathy, which was the only emotion he loved more then all. He knew that if he got up, moved around and talked he would be fine, and the blurs that past him would come together and he would be one hundred percent A-okay.
He was fine with sitting alone. He hated mostly everyone who was there. His hair was scruffy and long, he hadn't shaven in a few days and his eyes lay blankly in front of him, can in hand. Perry just wasn't very inviting at that moment.
After staring off into space for a few moments he noticed a familiar figure shuffle into the kitchen, this time a smile didn't play across her perfect face, and her makeup had ran all down her cheeks. He immediately got up and followed her into the kitchen.
He found her slummped over on the counter, her head resting on her arms.
"Hey, you alright?" He shuffled over towards her, unsure of what to do or say. He was never good at situations like this, they always made him unbelievably uncomfortable.
Jordan's head shot up and she wiped away the dripping mascara from her face. "Oh. It's you."
Perry tried to smile. "Yeah, not that great, I know." Jordan just rolled her eyes and sighed. "Seriously, what's wrong?" He took a few steps closer to Jordan, but didn't want to get too close.
"Nothing." she sighed. "My boyfriend just broke up with me."
"Oh." He lost his smile although he wanted to keep it. Now he could make a move on her, not that he wasn't planing on it before.
"Yeah it really sucks. I really liked him too." She stood up and smiled. "Oh well. Wanna go have sex?"
Perry's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"
"Yeah come on" Jordan motioned towards the stairs.
"Didn't you just come down here crying?" He slowly put his hands in his pockets, never being more confused.
"Well, yes, but only for attention, and you noticed me. So...let's have sex."
"Um..." Perry paused, this never had happened to him before. "Sure?" Jordan grabbed his hand right after the words left his lips and ran up the stairs.
She ran them up to her bedroom door. "This is my room!" Jordan said perkily, thrashing open the door. It was of a medium size, with a large, queen sized bed in the middle. She ran over to it and smiled wrapping her arms around Perry's neck, he moved in to kiss her but she moved back.
"What? I can't kiss you?" He smirked and tried kissing her again.
"Nope. It's my only rule. No kissing." She pushed him down on the bed and jumped onto him. "And if you don't mind, I play a little rough." She moved quickly to remove his shirt. Her hands grazed over his chest then grabbed his two wrists. She pinned them to her two bed posts.
"Oh and another rule no touching." With one hand she reached over to her night stand, opening the dresser and pulling out a large role of duct tape. She began taping Perry's hands strongly to the posts, ripping the tape with her teeth.
"Alright. This is a little different." Perry looked around him, but was unable to move. Jordan was weighing down the rest of his body. She then smiled and moved down his body, ripping off his khaki pants and throwing them across the room, revealing red boxers.
"Wow does your underwear always match your shirt? Me too!" She laughed and slowly started taking them off. Perry was still confused about the whirlwind that was occurring around him to even think of a reply. His boxers soon met his pants on the floor and she smiled widely. She picked up the tape again and guided each leg over to the two end posts, taping them securely.
"What the hell are you doing?" Perry was now more afraid then anything, but still hoping it'd be amazing sex. The only thing was that he was indeed paralyzed. Unable to move his arms nor legs.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Last rule, NO talking." She ripped off one more chunky piece of tape and placed it over his mouth. He tried to scream, but only a muffled noise was heard. Jordan got off of him and stood at the foot of the bed.
"Oh Perry, Perry, Perry. You are a selfish, self-obsessed little prick." She walked over to the night stand again, getting a large black marker.
"Oh god." a muffled cry came from Perry's mouth as Jordan walked over to him again.
"I...love....Cox." She spoke as she wrote it in large, bold letters on his chest with an arrow pointing downwards.
"Why are you doing this?" another muffled cry came from Perry as his eyes widened, trying to break free from his holdings. Jordan just simply laughed and turned around leaving the bedroom door wide open. "Shit!" Perry rolled his eyes as he watched Jordan exit the room.
Perry woke up the next morning with sun shooting him in the eyes and a large ripping pain at his lips.
"Shit Ben could've been a little nicer." He was greeted by his friend staring down at him.
"Gee buddy I'll try next time you're tied to bed naked." Ben began working on the tape around Perry’s arms and feet.
“Jesus, she didn’t even have the decency to tie me to her bed!” once his hands were untied he got to do his own legs.
“Yeah I’m going to have to wash these sheets.” Ben laughed and walked over to Perry’s pile of clothes throwing them to him. “Please god, put some clothes on before my parents come home and find a naked man in my bed.” he winked at Perry and then exited the room.
Perry got up and got dressed then walked over to the nearest window. He saw a row of cars parked in the driveway and certain brown-haired girl heavily making out with a boy on the hood of a blue convertible. Perry sighed and walked away, certainly no one would ever know of this besides him, Jordan and Ben. Something he would take to the grave.
2007
“Dr.Cox?” J.D. stared right into Perry’s eyes.
“What newbie?” Perry looked down at him with a straight frown.
“You okay? You were starring off into space for quite some time. Oh wow! Where you fantasizing like me?”
“You call it fantasizing?” J.D. smiled. “But no, Sheila I wasn’t. I was just...thinking.”
“Um. Alright. So are you going to tell me how you guys met?” J.D. was still alert, hoping for some grand story.
“Oh. Right.” Perry scratched his head. “I met her through Ben.” He nodded then walked away. “See you on Saturday!” he lifted his right hand and exited the cafeteria.
Pairing: Cox/Jordan
Characters: Perry, Jordan, Ben,J.D.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Words: 2,086
This chapter takes place in the 80's! Wooh!
1987
"Alright Ben, I don't get it." A young Perry shoved some curls out of his eyes to look his friend straight in the eye. "You through a party every night. What's so great about this one?"
"Coxy!" Ben dropped the keg's weight all on Perry, forcing him to drop it on the ground. "My folks are out of town, meaning I can through a party here!"
Perry rolled his eyes. "Ben, we're in college now." He slides the keg a little over to left. "We have been for three years! This isn't highschool man."
Ben fell back onto a wall and smiled. "C'mon Per, you know how great high school parties were." Perry just sighed and looked around.
"Did you really need seven kegs though?" He rolled up his sleeves of his favorite jersey and smiled.
"I tried to order ten..." Ben was interrupted a loud shriek coming from upstairs.
"JORDAN!" a small girl with long, blonde hair appeared at the top of the stairs with a hair brush in her hand. "WHY DID YOU STEAL MY HAIRBRUSH?!" her voice squeaked a little higher, forcing Perry to cover his ears.
"Jesus." He looked over at Ben confused.
Ben stifled up a smile. "Sisters." Perry nodded and looked back to the stairs to find a tall, beautiful brunette come down wearing a tank top and a mini skirt.
"I didn't know you had sisters." Perry's eyes were transfixed on her, as if she moved in slow motion.
"Uh, you met them a few times Per." He could hardly hear his friend, all his attention was drawn to the gorgeous women coming closer to him.
"Oh yeah, we met." She spoke. He blinked and flashed his full-toothy smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry I must have forgot." Perry stretched out his arm, but Jordan only looked down at it, keeping her arms crossed.
"I'm Jordan. We saw eachother at a picnic last year, we played volleyball. You broke my nose." Perry sighed and tried to remember.
"I'm sorry, I don't recall-" Perry kept his eyes right on hers.
"Don't sweat it buddy, we were both wasted! Plus Jordan here needed a little tidying up around her shnoz!" Ben flicked at his sisters nose.
Perry began to sweat as the awkward tension bloomed in the air.
"That's not an excuse Ben." She eyed her brother viciously. "We've met a couple of times." Ben just shrugged and walked away. Perry blinked wishing his friend didn't just leave them there.
"A couple times?" Perry arched his eye brows.
"How long have you known my brother?" She kept her arms crossed, stance firm, lips tight together.
"We'll let's see..." He put up his hand and began counting on his fingers. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven years."
"Yep." Jordan nodded. "We met seven years ago. I was eleven. And then we met MANY more times after that, in the past seven years" Perry nodded and tried his hardest to remember.
"Oh god were you the chubby girl with acne and braces?" He looked Jordan up and down as she nodded. "No way." Perry's jaw fell open gazing across her beautiful body.
"Yep. You were a complete dick." She smiled. "And something about that look on your face convinces me that you still are."
He didn't even take the insult. "Oh. Well. You grew up. A lot."
"Yeah, yeah. Stop your drooling Per, here." Ben handed him a bottle of beer and smiled. "I think Jordy here has realized that." Jordan rolled her eyes and passed the two coldly, heading towards the kitchen.
"Wow." was the only thing Perry could get out.
"Don't get too excited, she has a boyfriend." Ben popped off the cap of his beer and smiled, taking in a large gulp.
"That guy we kicked the crap out of a few weeks ago?" Perry opened his beer as well and began drinking, Ben shook his head.
"No. This one's new." He smiled. "I don't like him."
"Why did we beat up that guy? You never told me." Perry's brows furrowed as he looked towards the kitchen, trying to sneak another peek of Jordan.
"He got Jordan pregnant." Perry's attention was ultimately drawn towards Ben again.
"What?" Perry's eyes widened with surprise.
"Yeah. Some guy knocked up my sister. But she doesn't have the baby."
"Oh." Perry took another discreet sip of his beer. "Miscarriage?"
Ben shook his head. "Nope. Abortion."
"Abortion? Ben how could you let her have that done. The risks for her that can have affect on her for the rest of her life-"
Ben cut him off. "Per, don't give me your doctor crap alright. It was here decision, not mine. No one knows, except me. Not my parents, or Danni. And that son of a bitch didn't know either until I cracked his skull on some pavement!" Ben growled playfully mocking Perry in every way possible.
Perry laughed and drank down the rest of his beer finishing it off with a nice, loud burp. "Dude, your sister is hot."
Ben laughed. "Good luck man, she hates you."
"Why?" Ben handed him another beer.
"Perry, you completely ignored her existence for the past seven years."
"Oh. Right." They both smiled and tapped each others bottles. "Ah, well, lets hope tonight is fun!"
One hour and forty-five minutes later and with six beers, three rum and cokes, and a few shots in him, Perry sat motionless on the couch. A group of people swayed past him. Ben would sometimes come by and pop him on head, making sure he was okay.
He was fine, he knew how to drink and how to handle himself. He was in love with the numb feeling he got, the feeling of feeling nothing. Complete and utter apathy, which was the only emotion he loved more then all. He knew that if he got up, moved around and talked he would be fine, and the blurs that past him would come together and he would be one hundred percent A-okay.
He was fine with sitting alone. He hated mostly everyone who was there. His hair was scruffy and long, he hadn't shaven in a few days and his eyes lay blankly in front of him, can in hand. Perry just wasn't very inviting at that moment.
After staring off into space for a few moments he noticed a familiar figure shuffle into the kitchen, this time a smile didn't play across her perfect face, and her makeup had ran all down her cheeks. He immediately got up and followed her into the kitchen.
He found her slummped over on the counter, her head resting on her arms.
"Hey, you alright?" He shuffled over towards her, unsure of what to do or say. He was never good at situations like this, they always made him unbelievably uncomfortable.
Jordan's head shot up and she wiped away the dripping mascara from her face. "Oh. It's you."
Perry tried to smile. "Yeah, not that great, I know." Jordan just rolled her eyes and sighed. "Seriously, what's wrong?" He took a few steps closer to Jordan, but didn't want to get too close.
"Nothing." she sighed. "My boyfriend just broke up with me."
"Oh." He lost his smile although he wanted to keep it. Now he could make a move on her, not that he wasn't planing on it before.
"Yeah it really sucks. I really liked him too." She stood up and smiled. "Oh well. Wanna go have sex?"
Perry's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"
"Yeah come on" Jordan motioned towards the stairs.
"Didn't you just come down here crying?" He slowly put his hands in his pockets, never being more confused.
"Well, yes, but only for attention, and you noticed me. So...let's have sex."
"Um..." Perry paused, this never had happened to him before. "Sure?" Jordan grabbed his hand right after the words left his lips and ran up the stairs.
She ran them up to her bedroom door. "This is my room!" Jordan said perkily, thrashing open the door. It was of a medium size, with a large, queen sized bed in the middle. She ran over to it and smiled wrapping her arms around Perry's neck, he moved in to kiss her but she moved back.
"What? I can't kiss you?" He smirked and tried kissing her again.
"Nope. It's my only rule. No kissing." She pushed him down on the bed and jumped onto him. "And if you don't mind, I play a little rough." She moved quickly to remove his shirt. Her hands grazed over his chest then grabbed his two wrists. She pinned them to her two bed posts.
"Oh and another rule no touching." With one hand she reached over to her night stand, opening the dresser and pulling out a large role of duct tape. She began taping Perry's hands strongly to the posts, ripping the tape with her teeth.
"Alright. This is a little different." Perry looked around him, but was unable to move. Jordan was weighing down the rest of his body. She then smiled and moved down his body, ripping off his khaki pants and throwing them across the room, revealing red boxers.
"Wow does your underwear always match your shirt? Me too!" She laughed and slowly started taking them off. Perry was still confused about the whirlwind that was occurring around him to even think of a reply. His boxers soon met his pants on the floor and she smiled widely. She picked up the tape again and guided each leg over to the two end posts, taping them securely.
"What the hell are you doing?" Perry was now more afraid then anything, but still hoping it'd be amazing sex. The only thing was that he was indeed paralyzed. Unable to move his arms nor legs.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Last rule, NO talking." She ripped off one more chunky piece of tape and placed it over his mouth. He tried to scream, but only a muffled noise was heard. Jordan got off of him and stood at the foot of the bed.
"Oh Perry, Perry, Perry. You are a selfish, self-obsessed little prick." She walked over to the night stand again, getting a large black marker.
"Oh god." a muffled cry came from Perry's mouth as Jordan walked over to him again.
"I...love....Cox." She spoke as she wrote it in large, bold letters on his chest with an arrow pointing downwards.
"Why are you doing this?" another muffled cry came from Perry as his eyes widened, trying to break free from his holdings. Jordan just simply laughed and turned around leaving the bedroom door wide open. "Shit!" Perry rolled his eyes as he watched Jordan exit the room.
Perry woke up the next morning with sun shooting him in the eyes and a large ripping pain at his lips.
"Shit Ben could've been a little nicer." He was greeted by his friend staring down at him.
"Gee buddy I'll try next time you're tied to bed naked." Ben began working on the tape around Perry’s arms and feet.
“Jesus, she didn’t even have the decency to tie me to her bed!” once his hands were untied he got to do his own legs.
“Yeah I’m going to have to wash these sheets.” Ben laughed and walked over to Perry’s pile of clothes throwing them to him. “Please god, put some clothes on before my parents come home and find a naked man in my bed.” he winked at Perry and then exited the room.
Perry got up and got dressed then walked over to the nearest window. He saw a row of cars parked in the driveway and certain brown-haired girl heavily making out with a boy on the hood of a blue convertible. Perry sighed and walked away, certainly no one would ever know of this besides him, Jordan and Ben. Something he would take to the grave.
2007
“Dr.Cox?” J.D. stared right into Perry’s eyes.
“What newbie?” Perry looked down at him with a straight frown.
“You okay? You were starring off into space for quite some time. Oh wow! Where you fantasizing like me?”
“You call it fantasizing?” J.D. smiled. “But no, Sheila I wasn’t. I was just...thinking.”
“Um. Alright. So are you going to tell me how you guys met?” J.D. was still alert, hoping for some grand story.
“Oh. Right.” Perry scratched his head. “I met her through Ben.” He nodded then walked away. “See you on Saturday!” he lifted his right hand and exited the cafeteria.