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Songfic

Storyteller: Isla de Muerta

Rating: T

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Romance

Disclaimer: All similarities to anything/anyone are accidental. All mistakes are mine. And only Kenzie and few others are mine. R&R, please.

Summary: She'd promised that she wouldn't make that call.

Chapter I: If I ever cross your mind

"Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor,

Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more.

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.

For me it happens all the time."

It was a cheap motel but at least it was clean. I was sitting on the floor and had photos scattered all around me. There was I and there was him in them. And there was love. And my parents didn't accept it.

"That tree hugger mullet-hippie," my father had called him. And I was yanked away from him.

And now I was in that motel, sitting on the floor and reaching the phone near me. For a millionth time, I checked the clock on the wall.

"For heavens sake, it's only 7 p.m. He'll be awake. Just pick up that receiver and make that bloody call Kenzie," I ordered myself.

I took a long breath in and let it out. I took the receiver and dialed his number, which I'd gotten from the Phoenix Foundation, the foundation he worked for.

"Hello?" I heard a familiar voice answer. A warm feeling flushed over me. But I couldn't say anything. I didn't have the courage. So I put down the receiver.

A moment later, I picked the receiver up again and dialed the number of my best friend.

"Promise me Kenzie, that you won't make that call," Alicia had said, when I announced that I'd run away.

"Believe me Alicia, I have no intention to make my parents any madder than they already are," I had said, "Besides, I'm not even heading to that direction," and got on the bus. When the bus left, she stood on the platform and waved to me. I waved back. And on the first bus stop, I got of, walked back at the station and got on the bus that took me to my real destination.

"Alicia Winter," she answered after beep.

"I made the call but I couldn't say anything," I confessed to the phone.

"Kenzie? What call? You mean you called to him? Oh Kenzie, you didn't," Alicia sounded disappointed.

"I said I couldn't say anything. I hung up on him," I deliberately didn't tell her that I was in the city where he was living," So, how's mom and dad?"

"Well, you know. They didn't take it too well," she answered.

"You didn't tell them where I went?" I had to make sure.

"Of course I didn't. Kenzie, what do you think I am? A betrayer?" she was bit offended but cooled off when I said that I didn't think anything like that. She asked when I was coming back.

"I'm not coming back Alicia. I'm gonna stay here maybe find a job but I am not coming back. Or else I would be grounded for life," I replied to her.

"No, they're not so mean," Alicia didn't believe me.

"They are Alicia. They didn't approve him on the first time and that's why we moved from here to there. My dad called him a tree hugger mullet-hippie. My parents thought that he wasn't good enough for me. That we are better people, finer people because they have money. But they're not better or finer. And I'm gonna find him now," I said.

"From there to here? Kenzie tell me that you are where I hope you are and not where I think you are, please," I had accidentally slipped my whereabouts to Alicia. At first, I thought that I'd deny everything but realized that it would be useless.

"No Alicia, I'm not where you hope I am, I'm not in Houston. I'm where you think I am. Sorry Alicia," I said apologetically and hung up. Silently I cussed my stupidity. Sooner or later, she would have to tell to my parents where I was now. Hoping that it would be later than sooner, I decided to get out and look around the city when I still had time before my parents would drag me back to Se-bloody-attle, ground me for life and marry me off to some yuppie called Alvin Seatrotter III. So I ended up to a crappy little bar and after three whiskeys, decided to get back to that motel and go to sleep.