Stalkerprt1 Title: Stalker
Author: Soulfire Stories
Summary: If he couldn't have her... no one could
Coupling: Jamie/Catie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The characters and "In a heartbeat", the show, doesn't belong to me.


Dear Diary-

It's all over. Finally, I am able to be alone in my own house, without feeling the doubt that he could be here, that he could be watching me. Finally, I am able to breathe, to live my life without fear and all I know is that, there is no way in hell I could have survived all of this if it wasn't for Jamie.

Jamie was there through it all, he held my hand when things got too rough, and if it wasn't for him, I would be dead and all I can think about is why did it take me so long to see Jamie for the great guy he is?

I am still scared though, what if he gets out? What if he comes after me again? What if Jamie isn't here next time? I just want it all to be over, but for some odd reason, I feel as if it will never be over. The nightmare will always live on, and the scar above my left eye is the evidence of this whole nightmare come true. The scar can never go away, and as much as that hurts, it also feels good... because when people ask me what the scar is from I can tell them it's from the biggest battle of my life.

God I had been so naive before, I thought that life had been so simple, that it was just about this huge popularity race, but boy I was completely wrong... there is so much out there, so much pain, so much hurt, so much more then what me and my so-called friends pretend to deal with.

I could have died....

Those words flash in big and bright neon lights everytime I close my eyes, it's the truth... I could have died, I just keep thinking about what would have had happened... if that night in the factory... Jamie hadn't came...

I would be dead. Oh god, I would have been dead. Oh god. This is never going to be over, who am I kidding? It's always going to be here, nothing or no one can make this go away... not even Jamie.

It's never going to be over.....

-Catie Roth



[1 week earlier]

"Can you believe this?!"
Catie showed her best friend since she was a little girl, Val Linear, her essay on toxic waste, which was the best writing she had ever done. Val looked over the essay, and smiled to herself, man Catie is such a great writer she thought to herself.
"It's great Catie"
Catie sighed and pointed the big 'D' marked on the top of the page, in bright red ink. Val looked at the grade, and saying that she was shocked would be an underestimate, Catie might not be the most normal girl but what she lacked in normalance she made up in smarts... Catie Roth had never gotten a 'D' once.
"Like I told you Val, totally unfair!"
Catie and Val walked up to their lockers, Val looked over at Catie and arched her eyebrows, Catie grabbed her paper and stuffed it in her locker.
"I am fully aware that I am whining, but this is so unfair"
Val smirked and pulled out her history book and turned to Catie, once she shut her locker, she waited for her friend to fish out her own history book.
"Just one sec"
Catie said as she continued to fish through her locker, she was really starting to take up Val's advice on cleaning her locker, because this so-called locker was so messy that she couldn't even find her own history book... now that was bad.
"Aha found it!"
Catie screamed over her shoulder and she pulled her history book, which in her own opinion, was too fat and big anyways, out, she slammed her locker door shut, finally turning to Val.
"Hey look"
Val bent down and picked up a white envelope that had a white rose taped onto the envelope.
"Secret admirer Val?"
Catie smirked. Val arched her eyebrows once more and handed Catie the envelope when she read the words:

"Catie Roth"

The lettering was in fine cursif, way better then she could ever do, and Val could smell the calvin klein cologne sprayed on the envelope.

"It's for you"
Val finally said, she had been lost in thought, but now she was back on earth and she was anxiously waiting for Catie to open the letter. Catie stared at the envelope with a weird look in her eyes, now who on earth would write a letter for her?
"Oh come on! Open it Catie!"
Catie smirked at the impatience in Val's voice. Catie took the white rose off of the envelope and handed it to Val, who took a whiff of it's fragance waiting for Catie to continue; Catie opened the envelope up, and pulled out the thin neately folded letter, she unfolded it and started to read it aloud:

Dear Catie-

You don't know me but I know you ---

Typical starting of a secret admirer letter, Catie thought to herself, but then she continued reading.

I watch you everyday and every single day, you alway seem to amaze me with your beauty. I watch you walk through the halls of our high school ---

Ahh so he goes here.

with your best friend Val and my heart skips a beat, your face is a piece of art, Picasso couldn't do better. You always make me breathless, just the mere sight of you takes my breath away and I go weak in the knees... I know you don't see me but I see you, how can I not? The only reason I get up in the morning is because I just might get that quick glimpse of you and when I do, it's a sight that is branded in my memory for the rest of the day. Do you even know how beautiful you are? Do you know how you take my breath away? If you don't, I think you should know... you are the most beautiful person ever, not just in this school, but in this entire town, probably the world.

I love you Catie Roth.

-Your Secret Admirer

"Aww how sweet!"
Val said in her most dreamy voice once Catie had finished reading the letter, Catie rolled her eyes and crumpled up the letter and threw it away in the garbage can on their way to History.
"Why did you do that? It was such a sweet letter"
Val asked when she saw Catie throw away the letter.
"Because secret admirers and love notes are overdone."

"Aww there's my over cynical best friend"

Catie whipped around and painted a huge fake grin for Jamie, she did a little bow.
"Thank you, thank you very much"
Jamie laughed and put his arm Catie's neck.
"So what are we talking about?"

"Catie got a love letter!"
Val blurted out, glad she had someone else to talk to this about, she was never really good at keeping secrets.

"Oh really?"
Jamie said nonchantly as they all continued to walk to History, Jamie coated his voice, making it sound like he wasn't really interested but the truth was that he was incredibly jealous... and he had no idea why.
"Yeah, just some stupid sappy love letter, nothing new"
Jamie rolled his eyes.
"Oh yes, you get love letters all the time signed 'secret admirer'"
Catie smiled.
"I do, want to see my personal collection? But beware some of them are PG-13"
Jamie let a laugh escape out of his mouth as they walked into History. Val who had been quiet throughout the conversation stared back at Jamie and Catie, and wondered for the briefest moment... if Jamie had been the secret admirer? Because what she just noticed, that little bantering between Jamie and Catie, was definitely filled with chemistry, and stuff that went way beyond the 'just friends' stage. But Val decided to drop it, because for one she knew that 'matchmaking' was not her best subject, especially since her last misson... god forbid she do it again.

He stood in the background, staring at the exact spot where Catie Roth had once been, he felt his blood boil under his skin. Did she not even appreciate all he went through writing that letter? He had poured his heart and soul out onto that letter and she had disregarded it like a broken toy. And to make things worse, she had let that Jamie fellow hang all over her, if anyone should be near her, it should be him, not that spiky haired rebellious motor cycle leather wearing EMT reject!! Catie belonged to him and only him, how dare Jamie touch his Catie? What kind of nerves did that jerk have? He felt like hitting something, hurting someone... he felt like hurting Catie and Jamie. He felt like hurting both of them because they were treating him like a nobody, but mostly he felt like hurting Catie because she didn't even care... she would really regret this, she would regret that she ever threw that letter away! She would regret that she ever let Jamie Waite hang all over her! She would regret waking up this morning... she would regret it all. Jackie Johnson was not a person to be ignored, Jackie Johnson was not a person to be rejected... Jackie Johnson would NOT be defied, he would get what he wants... he ALWAYS gets what he wants and this time would be no different....

He would have Catie one way or the other.

Jackie looked into the History class, he let his green eyes scan the whole classroom trying to find where Catie was sitting, but when he finally found her, he just got even more angry.

There she was sitting in the very backrow, she had her head resting on her arms, her beautiful face, facing Jamie, she had a smile on her face as she listened to Jamie tell her a story. Jamie threw his hands back and forth as he told his story, and everytime he moved his hand, it made Catie smile even bigger.

*No, she's mine, stay away from her!*

Jackie turned away from the classroom and punched his hand against the metal locker, her handed started to bleed, and he just stared at the blood with a weird look in his eyes...

*Time for another letter Catie*