Fallen Down Under (Down Under #2) Read Free Page B

him to do. It’s too painful to be around him. How can he not see that?
    "I can't goddamnit. No matter how much I try, I just can't get you out of my fucking mind." His words cause me to look up into his deep pleading blue eyes and I start to soften towards him. All too soon I see a massive haze of auburn hair getting closer and closer in the distance. All my walls sharply shoot back up just as fast as they came crashing down at the sound of that high pitched voice. She’s bloody everywhere.
    "Max, what's taking you so long?" Her mouth forms a perfect O as soon as she sees it's me that has his attention and holding him up. I pull my hand out of his grasp now that it has slackened somewhat at the interruption of the queen bitch and I almost whack it against the car door next to me. I don't doubt for a second that she would love nothing more than to witness me walking back into the hospital with an injury.
    "Fucking hell Jess. Will you just hear me out?" His voice is demanding as he stares me down.
    "It looks to me like you’re pretty busy all ready. I'll see you around Max." If ever I needed further proof that they were together, today has set it in stone. Why else would she be here? I'm so fucking angry. Angry at myself and angry because I know right now that they'll both be laughing at little old me. I knew all along I'd be the laughing stock. I guess I've only got myself to blame once again for not going off my initial gut instinct.
     
     
    The sun begins to set as I look out over the horizon. The sight really is beautiful. There's something calming about the sound of the waves crashing against the shore and watching them ripple as the sky prepares for darkness to fall as it says goodbye to another day. I sit here and allow my mind to wander on its own account. Nothing matters while I'm sat here. Nothing but the feeling of peace that I feel. All of the drama that has suddenly attached itself to my life takes a backseat while I'm here, in my new found happy place. Here, I don’t have to meet any expectations. Here I can feel what I want to feel without worrying about getting hurt or not being good enough.
    I'm not sure how long I have been sat here, all I know is that it's slowly getting dark and the chill is beginning to set in. One question that I have said repeatedly today is, do I really want to give up on all of this? Do I really want to give this once in a lifetime opportunity up because of some guy? He's not just any guy though. It would be so easy, much too easy for me to hop onto the next plane and head home, but that would only benefit and please one person. Queen fucking bitch. I miss Jen and George so much, but I'll get to see them when I get home after I have finished this project. Coming back here won’t be as easy the second time around.
    So what if I have to face Max and Stella eventually. Sure it will stab at my chest like crazy but now Mal's out of hospital now and I'm sure he won't mind me working away from the office. I'm sure I can pop over and keep him entertained too while I’m at it. I get up and dust the sand from my arse, my decision set firmly in my mind. Why should I give up this once in a lifetime opportunity before I have to? Jen would only stick my stubborn backside on the next flight back over here anyway and all that would have resulted in would be a massive dent in my credit card. Why the hell does my life have to be so goddamn complicated?
     
    I look behind me and see the dim glow of lights coming from Melissa's. She must have arrived back from her travels without me noticing. I've no idea how she will react at the news that she's going to have to deal with my mopey arse self for a little bit longer. I guess I’m going to find out soon enough.
    I place my bag on top of the island as I step through the kitchen and look around me.
    “Liss you home?” I shout out but I get no reply. It’s pretty quiet, surely she’s home if the lights are on? Or maybe she has some posh automatic