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Katie walked through her house picking up stray clothes she had tossed off when she got home from work. She piled them in a basket and walked downstairs into her laundry room. She had just started the first load of clothes when her phone rang. It was a Saturday afternoon, so it was odd for someone to be calling her. She walked back up the stairs to her first floor and grabbed the cordless phone.
"Hello?" she said placing the phone on her shoulder.
"Oh good, you are home," said the voice on the other end.
"Well, it is a Saturday," replied Katie. "Why'd you call?"
"I was hoping I could get you to do something for me," said the voice.
"And what would that be?" asked Katie.
"Bam's birthday is coming up and I want to have a huge party for him," said the voice.
"Really Jess? You're kidding! You have to be kidding," said Katie.
"No, I'm not Katie-bug," said Jess Margera, Bam's older brother.
"I couldn't tell you the last time I was in West Chester, let alone talked to your brother," said Katie.
"PLEASE! He was just talking about you the other day. Missy and mom too," said Jess. "They miss you. It would be the best birthday present he could get from anybody!"
"I will think about it Jess, but don't get your hopes up because nothing is definite," said Katie.
"Thanks Bug!" said Jess.
"Uh-huh. I will talk to you later, Jess," said Katie.
"Okay, bye," said Jess.
Katie said bye and hung the phone up. She let out a breath as she shook her head. She continued picking up the rest of her clothes and tossing them down the stairs. She made her way to her office at the back of her house. She sat down at her computer and typed in her password. The spreadsheets from the tattoo shop she worked at came up on the screens. She typed in a few numbers before she sat back and sighed.
Katie stood up from her desk and walked over to the closet that was in the room. She pulled the doors open and grabbed the stepstool out and climbed up on it. She moved a few things around on the shelf before she grabbed a box. She pulled the box off the shelf and got down off the stepstool. She walked back over to her desk and set it down. She pulled the lid off the box and looked down into it.
Sitting at the top of the box was a photo album. She pulled it out and picked up the loose pictures at the bottom of the box. She sat back in her chair and opened the book. On the front page was an envelope glued on backwards so the opening was facing the viewer. Katie smiled as she pulled out the letter she knew was in there. The letter had been unfolded and folded many times over; she used to look at the photo album a lot. She unfolded the letter for the umpteenth time.
Katie-bug, mom put this together for you since you are moving tomorrow. She says it is so you won't forget us, but I think it is so you can remember what crazies to stay away from when we are famous! I will miss having you to hang out with, have fun wherever it is you are going, because I forgot…again. ~BamBam
Katie smiled as she folded the letter back up and placed it in the envelope. She had lived down the road from Bam when she lived in West Chester. April had made it for her so she would remember her friends when she moved. Katie had looked at it often after she had moved but had stopped because she knew she would never go back to West Chester, and if she did, nothing said that everybody would still be living there.
She turned the page to look at the first picture. This was a picture of her and Bam standing in his front yard. She couldn't remember what day it was, but she did know that Jess had taken the picture and that Bam had said something that made her chase after him. She smiled as she continued to flip through the pictures seeing herself with DiCo, Dunn, and occasionally Raab. There were pictures of her, which Bam had taken, sitting at the kitchen table actually doing her homework. There were also pictures of Bam screwing around when he was supposed to be doing his homework.
She turned the next page and a few pictures fell to the floor. She set the book on the desk and leaned down to pick them up. She straightened the pictures and was fixing to place them back in the book when she really looked at them; they were pictures of her and Bam. But these pictures weren't like the hundreds of other pictures that filled the album, these were pictures that were taken during the six months that they had been together as a couple. One was of them sitting on the couch, Katie had fallen asleep and had her head on his shoulder. Another one was of them sitting on a swing at the park that Jess had taken of them.
Katie quickly put the pictures back in the album and closed it. She placed it back in the box and shoved it back in the closet, slamming the door closed. She walked back over to her desk and went back to filling out the spreadsheets for her work. After a few minutes she heard her washer beep telling her that she needed to put her clothes in the dryer. She practically jumped up from her seat and ran down the stairs to the laundry room. She let out a sigh as she started up the dryer. This always happened when she looked at that photo album. Sometimes she wondered why she still kept the damn thing, but every time she went to toss it out she could never come up with a good enough reason to throw it away.
Bam sat at the large table in his dinning room staring off at the wall. His birthday was coming up and Missy and his mom were planning a big party for him. Missy walked in the front door and saw Bam sitting at the table. She walked over to the table and sat down next to him. Missy watched Bam stare at the wall, completely oblivious to her presence.
Bam had seen Missy walk over and sit down at the table. He could see her staring at him waiting for him to say something, but he didn't know what to say. How could he tell his wife that he was thinking of his ex-fiancé he hadn't seen or talked to in years? It's not like it was really a real engagement. They were juniors in high school when he asked her. They were focused on the distant future instead of the immediate future; which is where they should've been focusing. Katie came over to his house one afternoon after school crying saying that her family was moving across the country and she would never see Bam again. Bam had been so determined to keep Katie there they he almost had her convinced to go elope. In the end she had given him his ring back and kissed him on the cheek saying that their paths would cross again sometime in the future and no matter what happened that she would always love him.
Bam shook his head and sighed, he looked over at Missy and smiled weakly.
"Do we have to have a party?" asked Bam.
"Why wouldn't we?" asked Missy.
"I just don't feel like a party this year," said Bam.
Bam stood up and walked over to his bedroom and closed the door and collapsed on the bed. He loved Missy, no doubt about it, but when his birthday rolled around every year he would start to think about Katie and how she would throw a mini party for him. Missy shook her head and pulled out her cell phone and dialed Jess' number.
"Yo," he said.
"Has she called you back? He's getting really depressed. He just said that he 'didn't feel like a party this year'," said Missy.
"You're fucking kidding me!" said Jess. "I will call her again. Talk to you later."
Jess hung up the phone with Missy and dialed Katie's number. He waited a few seconds before the phone was answered.
Katie was down in the laundry folding clothes when her phone rang. She ran up the stairs, she really needed to put a phone down there so she could avoid this. She grabbed the phone and leaned against the wall.
"Hello," she said slightly out of breath.
"Katie, it's Jess," he said.
"I still don't have an answer, Jess," said Katie.
"I know, and I hate to make you do something you don't want to," said Jess.
"But?" said Katie, knowing there was a but at the end of that sentence.
"But, Missy just called and said Bam is getting depressed and doesn't feel like a party," said Jess.
"That man always feels like a party," said Katie.
"That's was I thought, but it is just something about his birthday that gets him down, and it is doing it more so this year," said Jess. "And I know you said you still hadn't made up your mind, but I really, really think that you showing up would fix this."
"Or it could make it worse," said Katie.
"What are you talking about Bug?" asked Jess.
"I think I know why he is so depressed," said Katie.
"And that is?" asked Jess.
"Every year from the time we were fourteen up until I moved, we would have a mini birthday bash at my place the night before, or the day of, before the party your parents would have," said Katie.
"So," said Jess.
"They weren't normal parties, dumbass. They were 'special parties'," said Katie.
"OH!" said Jess as realization dawn. "Why would he be thinking about that?"
"Because I was the first girl he wanted to marry," said Katie. "God you are as dumb as I thought you were."
"Jerk. Look, Bug, I really think it would be for the best if you did come to the party," said Jess.
"Fine. I will come, but I am leaving the first time I get uncomfortable," said Katie.
"I will drive you back to the hotel," said Jess.
"Okay," said Katie hanging up the phone.
Katie shook her head as she walked back down the stairs to finish folding her clothes. This was going to be an interesting party, good or bad, that was for sure.