THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
By: peach83
DISCLAIMER:I don't own the characters. I'm just borrowing Jessie and Katie and the rest of the others to make a future fic. They still belong to ABC.
SYNOPSIS: It's ten years after the Gay-Straight Alliance. The famous kiss between Jessie and Katie in the attic didn't happen. Katie chickened out and never went up to pretend she's getting the sweater back. She convinced herself that Jessie was definitely straight anyway, yet loved her so much, and knew that friendship isn't what she wanted. So, instead of taking what she can get, a.k.a. friendship with Jessie, she decided to just have nothing than not have enough. It's not like Jessie's giving her the time of the day anyway. So, Katie cut Jessie out of her life to mend her broken heart. When Katie finished highschool, she left Chicago and never came back since then. Jessie is now 27 years old and a successful pediatric surgeon in LA. Meanwhile, Katie is 28 and she's a writer based in London. Tad and Grace had unexpectedly fallen for each other and will be getting married soon.
Part 1THE REALIZATION OF JESSIE SAMMLER
In one of the busy streets in LA that slightly cold night, Dr. Jessie Elizabeth Sammler of the Los Angeles General was driving like a lunatic in the highway, hurrying to get home. She just finished a tiring 16-hour shift. One of her colleagues failed to get in the other night due to some fever, and she delightfully filled in. Not unusual for Jessie, she loves working. She has nothing much to do at home anyway. She lives at a beautiful dream house in Laguna Beach, but then, she's alone, and despite how hard she tried, the atmosphere in the house is not so relaxing at all, but rather depressing and melancholic. She let out a deep sigh.
I don't know what's going on with me. I've been thinking of a certain person a lot lately. Someone whom I thought I really hated. She hurt me afterall, said goodbye for no reason at all. Or may be she has a good reason, and I'm simply not that important for her to let me know about it. Great Jess, you're wallowing in self-pity again. That's why you became a surgeon instead of a psychologist. You freak out a lot.
The car driving ahead suddenly halted and Jessie was caught off-guard. It was almost too late and she would have crashed right on to that car, when her reflexes decided to work and her foot automatically stepped on the brakes. Her BMW swerved a little but stayed on the road and stopped just in time. She let out a deep breath as she felt her cold sweat drench her forehead. That was close. For a moment, she could hear her heart beating so loud, she got irritated by its own sound. She reached for the sound system and turned the radio on. To her utter annoyance, Billie Holiday's song God Bless the Child came on. As if it was some contagious disease, she slammed the sound system off, her hands now sweating.
Fuck, there are how many songs in the world and they had to play that one… It's not even April yet and I think I'm being fooled… Why the hell am I thinking about her?! Do I really want her back in my life? We don't even know each other anymore. She was my bestfriend… Just my bestfriend…
When Jessie reached her beach house, she felt so tired and slumped on the couch, thoughts still rambling in her head. Same thoughts had been running in her head lately, her heart silently telling her that it's time to make things right. But what's right?
She didn't realize she fell asleep right there and then. And even in her dreams, she thought about her… The one and only, Katie Singer.