I think this part'll be dedicated to JessB ^_^ Who reminded me to finish my stories...thanks!!! :D
Visions Part 3
by Mei
-Jamie-
"Yes. You'll be okay," I repeated softly, trying to stop from shaking. "You'll be fine, Caitie."
Her eyebrows rose and she peered into my eyes, probably forcing herself to believe my comforting words. Caitie had only doubted me once before; with the Brianne situation. Her distrust stung my conscience, flinging arrows into my state of mind.
But that was entirely expected. I mean, I could barely convince myself of my lie-but it wasn't an all-out lie. It could happen...couldn't it?
We were silent for awhile, contemplating how we were going to deal with the situation at hand.
She looked so tired, and I couldn't blame her. Being stuck inside these hospital walls could creep me out any day. And I had let this happen.
"Excuse me." A young, pale nurse poked her blinding blonde head in. "The patient's mother has come and wants to speak to her. Alone, s'il vous plait."
"Oh." I nodded in relief, backing out of the room almost instantly. It felt like my feet were walking by themselves, guided by some mysterious force. I wanted to hug Caitie, maybe even kiss her on the cheek before I left, but I couldn't bring myself to it. "Sure. Bye, Cait."
-Caitie-
To not be able to see his face is torture. I can't see what he's thinking, what he's feeling, the emotions behind the big brown eyes that captivated me first.
But love is blind, as they say. And I knew I still cared for the kindred spirit that strolled into my life unexpectedly this year. He had been my friend for who knows how long, and I don't know when I fell for the thick mop of black hair and leather jacket. It almost sounds like one of Val's romance novels, now that I think of it. Birds of a feather fly together.
But now I can't believe Jamie's offhanded behavior. His consolations are so bland and...and...
I feel I've lost him sometime today. I just don't know when.
The timid nurse interrupted our silence, thank goodness, telling me my mother had just arrived.
My mother. Right. That would be a miracle.
Jamie left in a hurry, almost as if he didn't want to see me. Did he think I was responsible? Did he think I had provoked the hit on the back of my head? I buried my head in my hands, waiting for the shock
"Caitie." A tall, peroxide blond woman strode into the room majestically. "Caitie, honey, are you awake?"
"Marion." I answered distastefully, slightly lifting my head up. I focused my eyes, more because I wanted my glare to sting her than because I wanted to see her. "Why are you here?
"Why, Caitie, I'm your mother. I just wanted to know if you were fine, dahling. Straighten up." She drawled innocently, her arms stretching out to embrace me, I guess. The mere thought of the simple act was almost terrifying.
"Wrong." I corrected, holding my hand up to stop her from advancing. "My mother is permanently lying in her grave. You are not my mother."
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I'm close, I think! ^_^ 2, 3 more chapters at best. Grazie for reading!
Visions Part 3
by Mei
-Jamie-
"Yes. You'll be okay," I repeated softly, trying to stop from shaking. "You'll be fine, Caitie."
Her eyebrows rose and she peered into my eyes, probably forcing herself to believe my comforting words. Caitie had only doubted me once before; with the Brianne situation. Her distrust stung my conscience, flinging arrows into my state of mind.
But that was entirely expected. I mean, I could barely convince myself of my lie-but it wasn't an all-out lie. It could happen...couldn't it?
We were silent for awhile, contemplating how we were going to deal with the situation at hand.
She looked so tired, and I couldn't blame her. Being stuck inside these hospital walls could creep me out any day. And I had let this happen.
"Excuse me." A young, pale nurse poked her blinding blonde head in. "The patient's mother has come and wants to speak to her. Alone, s'il vous plait."
"Oh." I nodded in relief, backing out of the room almost instantly. It felt like my feet were walking by themselves, guided by some mysterious force. I wanted to hug Caitie, maybe even kiss her on the cheek before I left, but I couldn't bring myself to it. "Sure. Bye, Cait."
-Caitie-
To not be able to see his face is torture. I can't see what he's thinking, what he's feeling, the emotions behind the big brown eyes that captivated me first.
But love is blind, as they say. And I knew I still cared for the kindred spirit that strolled into my life unexpectedly this year. He had been my friend for who knows how long, and I don't know when I fell for the thick mop of black hair and leather jacket. It almost sounds like one of Val's romance novels, now that I think of it. Birds of a feather fly together.
But now I can't believe Jamie's offhanded behavior. His consolations are so bland and...and...
I feel I've lost him sometime today. I just don't know when.
The timid nurse interrupted our silence, thank goodness, telling me my mother had just arrived.
My mother. Right. That would be a miracle.
Jamie left in a hurry, almost as if he didn't want to see me. Did he think I was responsible? Did he think I had provoked the hit on the back of my head? I buried my head in my hands, waiting for the shock
"Caitie." A tall, peroxide blond woman strode into the room majestically. "Caitie, honey, are you awake?"
"Marion." I answered distastefully, slightly lifting my head up. I focused my eyes, more because I wanted my glare to sting her than because I wanted to see her. "Why are you here?
"Why, Caitie, I'm your mother. I just wanted to know if you were fine, dahling. Straighten up." She drawled innocently, her arms stretching out to embrace me, I guess. The mere thought of the simple act was almost terrifying.
"Wrong." I corrected, holding my hand up to stop her from advancing. "My mother is permanently lying in her grave. You are not my mother."
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I'm close, I think! ^_^ 2, 3 more chapters at best. Grazie for reading!