So the italicized part is a song from the
musical Avenue Q.
The song is called A Fine, Fine Line.
My favorite song in the musical.
Please check it out.
There's a fine, fine line.
Between a lover, and a friend.
"Jimmy?" Rachel whispered, tears falling out of her eyes. "Jimmy when are you coming back?"
"I'm not sure Rachel, things have gotten really difficult," Jimmy answered back. "I really miss you."
"I miss you too," she choked out gripping the phone as tight as she could. "I-" she looked down, biting her lower lip. "I don't know how much longer I can go without you." She let out a cry. She looked up at the pouring rain.
"I'll be back as soon as I can Rachel."
"How do I know that?" She cried more. "Jimmy, tell me right now." She choked out, her heart sinking. "No I don't knows, or as soon as possible, just yes or no." She looked down, tears falling onto the torn phonebook. "Are you coming back?"
"I," he spoke softly, she could feel her heart beating quicker.
"No I don't knows Jimmy," She choked out again, her breathing getting faster.
"I don't know," he spoke to her, her world came crashing down.
"If you can't even answer me with a straight answer, then I can't trust you to come back."
"Rachel, I just don't kn-"
"Stop it," She yelled through the speaker. "I'm tired of your answers, I'm tired of never knowing if you're alive or not." Her hands were shaking. "I'm sorry Jimmy, I just," She bit back her tears, trying to sound strong. "I can't do this anymore."
I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
"Ra-," The phone was slammed into it's receiver. Rachel stood there, arms out stretched, touching the glass, causing it to fog up. Her head laid low, slumped over. Tears were streaming down her face. She choked and gagged, catching on every breath she took.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door.
And walk away.
"Dammit Jimmy," She choked out, standing, her knees shaking. "Why can't you just come back?" She opened the door slowly, still hanging her head low. "Why can't you see how much it kills me inside that you're not here?" She slowly walked up the stairs to her home.
She walked into the dark apartment that was her dad's office. Richard laid slumped over in his chair, snoring loudly. Rachel slowly pulled a blanket over him.
"Rachel," she heard a voice speak from across the room. "Have you been crying?" She turned to face Conan
"No it's just raining outside." She balled her hands into fists. "You should go to bed Conan. You have school tomorrow." She walked past him, projecting a depressing aura. As she turned into her room, Conan looked down, a tear dropping to the ground.
"I'm sorry Rachel."
A knock woke Rachel from her barely there sleep. She wiped her face and walked slowly to the door, trying not to trip on her wet clothes. She had just stripped them off and crawled into bed with her bra and panties.
"What Conan," she murmured, slowly opening the door. She looked up at the man with the familiar face.
There's a fine, fine line
Between a lover, and a friend.
"Jimmy?" she whispered as the man shoved his lips against hers. His lips were warm, tender, and real. He clasped his arms around her bare waist, making her quiver, He pulled away from Rachel, looking in her blue eyes.
"I'm so sorry Rachel," Jimmy murmured, kissing her again. Rachel pressed up against his warm body, flames of love and lust igniting her heart. His hands pressed harder into her back. She kissed him harder, her heart racing. Jimmy's tongue swiped across her mouth. She opened her lips slowly, allowing his tongue passage. Their tongues intertwined and played with each other.
There's a fine, fine line
Between reality and pretend.
Jimmy pushed them towards her bed, gently laying her on her back. He broke the kiss, looking into her eyes again.
"Jimmy," she whispered again, tears brimming her eyes. She choked on her tears. "You bastard." She slapped him across his face, the sound echoeing through the room.
And you never know till you reach the top
If it was worth the uphill climb.
She shoved her lips up against his again, grabbing tufts of his hair, pulling him down on top of her. But as she did so, a different sensation filled her body. She broke the kiss. "I'll be right back." She pushed him off of her.
"Rachel, I have to tell you something."
"You can tell me when I get back." She walked out of her bedroom and into the bathroom.
There's a fine, fine line
Between love,
"Alright Jimmy, what did you have to tell m-." She looked around her empty room. Her stomach twisted and turned. "Jimmy?" A not laid on her bedside table. Her sheets still warm from where he sat only moments ago. She picked it up slowly and read his chicken scratch.
Rachel,
I'm sorry to leave you again
but, I'm on this really big
case and you're in danger,
everyone I love is in danger.
I need you to wait for me. I
will solve this case. I want
to be with you.
I miss you Rachel, please
understand that.
Also, I'm closer to you than
you think.
Jimmy
"God dammit Jimmy," Rachael whispered, tears streaming down her face. She crinkled it up and threw the note in the trash. She dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. She ran out of her room, not bothering to notice that Conan was still awake. She ran out of her home, into the pouring rain. "I can't stand this game anymore." She ran to the gates of Jimmy's house, clasping onto the bars as tight as she could. She looked into the dark and desolet house. "I hate you Jimmy Kudo."
And a waste of time.