I got this done faster than i thought i would......(: Well this one wasnt what i thought it was going to be. I had too many things to fix. BUT! Chapter 5 i swear will be dramatic and sweet!!! ^^ So i hope you like this!!!!!!!
I never thought that this would happen. Never thought it would happen the first time. Never thought it would happen again. But it did. And it hurt worst the second time around. When I saw her kissing Jake, who apparently was my best friend, it tore me apart. Is that what she wanted me to go see? Or was Jake right? Did he really start it because I made him mad? And still, why would he do this? He knew I still loved her. What about his girlfriend. Not like he's single anyways. I still haven't gone home. I was eating at Friday Night Out. There was no one in there, except the man that worked there. He was a 60 year old man who took after his parents after they died. The restaurant opened in the late 1990s. I started coming here when I moved. Matthew was always here. He ran the bar, which was where I was today. I didn't have anything alcoholic. Couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead I just had a coke with a side of fries.
"Anything else I can get you?" Matthew said cleaning off the counter with a rag.
I shrugged my shoulders and picked up my coke, "No, this is good."
Matthew continued cleaning the counter and looked up at me, "You Ok John? You don't seem like your self." Was it really true that everyone could tell that I was hurt?
"I'm fine. Its. Nothing." My voice shook as I took a sip of pop.
"Mmm," Matthew hummed, "Well if you need me you know where I'll be." He put down his rag and walked to the back. He always went back there. I was never sure why. He was a polite man. Who knew me from bottom to top. My dad used to watch him as a kid. My dad would always talk about him. Talk about how well he listened and how polite he was. That was when my dad talked more. Still didn't pay as much attention to me as he could have.
The Diner was empty. No one was at the tables and no one was getting drunk at the bar. It was just me and my coke. I wanted to leave, but I didn't want to go home so Savanna could find me. She was the last person that I wanted to see. But her face kept playing in my head, and her voice would whisper in my ear. When I took time to think, I could feel her touch.
"Hello?" A faded voice came from the entrance of the door. I turned my head to see Savanna standing there with her face red. "John?" She started walking over to me but stopped about 4 feet away, "I'm. I'm sorry John. I didn't know he was going to do that."
I swung back around in my seat and took a drink of my soda. "Ok." That's all I could pull out.
"Is that all you can say John?"
"What do you want me to say? Do you want me to forgive you for hurting me yet again?"
"Well no. But I wanna talk."
I turned back around in my seat and looked at her. She was standing with her arms crossed and her head down. He hear was a mess and her make up was no where close to nice. "Ok. Come here." I patted on the seat next to me and let her know that she could come over. My chair swung around and I was back facing the door where Matthew went in. Savanna took a seat beside me and put her hand on my knee. "Ok so what do you want to talk about?"
"You." She said.
"Me?"
"Yes. I wanna know what you think about me. And what you think about me and you."
I huffed and moved my shoulders around. "Ok then. So remember when you sent me that letter saying that you,"
"Please don't talk about that."
"Ok then, well…Savanna. I…" I paused and looked up, holding back tears, "I love you. I just cant stop. When I found out you loved Tim, it killed me. When you were at my doorstep I felt like everything was perfect. And I thought about everything we had. And everything we still have," I started crying. I felt so weak. So…useless. I let the tears roll down my face and continued, "then I saw you kissing Jake. And…it hurt me more than Tim." I soon felt Savanna's arms around me. She kissed my check.
"Oh John. I keep messing up. And I don't why."
I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I opened my mouth and closed it. Knowing I would be huffing and gasping for air if I talked. I didn't touch Savanna. I didn't want her to touch me. "Sa," was all I could get out. My face was turning red from the tears. I felt terrible. I don't cry. I kept reminding myself that.
"Huh," Savanna took a deep breath in and began to talk, "I know Jake. I met him,"
"I know," I cried. "Please I don't wanna talk about it. Go back to him. Go." Savanna pulled away.
"Who are you John?! Your not the John I know!"
"Your not the Savanna I thought I loved." I knocked my soda down and stormed out the door. Ever since Savanna came back in to my life, it's been nothing but drama and tears coming from one of us. I couldn't share the love and all I had for her if I did was get mad at her. Nothing was right anymore.
I got in to my car and sat there. Savanna still hadn't came out to get me. To apologize. I wanted to wait. But a part of me was saying I should go. Go home and forget her. And that's exactly what I did.
When I got home I went to my room. The door slammed behind me and shook the house. I sat on my bed and cried. Cried over everything. Mainly Savanna. My life was getting better, until she came back. Once she came back everything went down. I still remember last night when she said she loved me. And she held me close. I felt her skin against mine I felt perfect again. Then Jake. Jake came over and screwed everything up. And chose not to tell me that he knew her. My phone rang a thousand times while I was in the room. I figured it was Savanna. Or Jake. So I wouldn't dare answer it.
When I finally got tired on my phone ringing, I went down stairs to answer it. It was a number I didn't know.
"Hello?"
"Hi, umm is this John Tyree?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"Alan." A long pause broke between the phone and it was silent.
"Alan? Tim's Alan?"
"Can I come over?"
Alan was at my house about an hour after we hung up. He was taller. He had lighter hair than before. And his skin was darker. Must be from riding horses all day. He was in a blue Hollister shirt with shorts on. I gazed upon his features as he stood at my door step, "Alan."
"John." he smiled at me and looked down, "may I come in?"
I opened the door wider and allowed him to walk in. His steps were in rhythm with the clock. He sandal's flipped behind him as he took a step. He swung around and looked at me. "So Alan. You're here because?" I walked through the kitchen to fallow him. By the time I saw him he was already sitting in the chair that I normally sit in. I moved over to the couch to be nice. Alan sat so proper. Back straight and shoulders up. He was leaning back in the chair though rocking.
"Savanna called me this morning and said that she found you. And then she called me about an hour ago. She was happy in the morning, and then I was lucky if I could understand what she was saying."
"Mmm," I said putting my hands behind my head. I could tell it was going to be a long night with a long conversation coming. Talking about how wrong I was to walk out on her. And how I was wrong to leave. And say good-bye. But she did nothing wrong. I would end up getting some lecture like that. Something to make me feel like I complete jerk. So I sat back, I listened to everything that he said. Word by word. Minute by minute.
It was about 9 when he left. I felt like a jerk, like I knew he would make me feel. I got back in my car and drove down to the pier. I parked at Friday Nights Out and stood in the parking lot. It was empty. But the neon lights flashed in the window indicating that beer was sold in there. I walked up to the door and it was still unlocked. Usually Matthew would have closed up by now. But he didn't. I walked inside to see no one. Not even Matthew. I walked around one corner and still saw no one. I continued to walk over to the pool table to see Savanaa sitting alone at a booth looking out the window. I walked over to her and sat next to her. "I'm sorry."
"What?" She lifted her head up and it was red from tears.
"Savanna, I said I'm sorry. And I love you more than anything in the world. And I was a jerk. And….God I just miss you."
Savanna smiled then looked down. "John, John, John." She calmly said my name then reached for my head, "I was hoping you were going to say something like that."
"Well," I paused standing up, "I did, and you need to come home with me so you can sleep."
She stood up and I took her hand. I felt so much better about everything. It felt like I never even saw her kissing Jake. I felt like she never wrote me that letter saying that she loved Tim. Tim. I bet she still loved him. I knew she missed him. But how much. Was it enough that she could hurt me without even knowing it? Enough to make me cry every day? It was enough to make me say it was "no big deal" and to hold on to her while I have her again. Even though while on the inside, I could tell that I would lose her once more. Lose her to a guy that would treat her like a queen and would do anything for her. Is that me?
When we go home she went on her way to go shower. She decided that she was going to sleep in a different room tonight. Which was fine, even though I wanted to feel her against me once more. I sat down stairs in the kitchen while she showered. The sink was dripping in the back ground which blocked me from thinking. Savanna wasn't that girl. She wasn't that person. She was Savanna. The Savanna that I loved and cared about so much. But during these past two days, something would go wrong. Something went wrong in the end. As much as I loved her and wanted to hold on to her forever, the thought kept coming back in to my mind that she would leave me again. Leave me for Jake. Most likely. Then I would have? No one.
My phone rang in the back ground while I was thinking. I glanced over and saw it blinking. Red. Red. Red. Red. I stood up and walked to it.
"Hello?"
"John?"
"Who is this?" the voice sounded faintly like Jake. But more shaken.
"Really John?"
"Jake?" I laughed, "sure doesn't sound like you."
"Shut up. Ok? Is Savanna there?" and there it was. Being hurt for the final strike and the hit out.
"What's it to you?"
"I just wanna apologize John. I didn't know how much she meant to you.."
"Yes you did…" I hung up the phone and slammed it on to the table. Idiot. I murmured to myself. I walked out of the kitchen to see Savanna standing at the bottom with her arms crossed.
"Who was that?"
I grunted and looked at her. "No one. Can I just go to bed?" I shoved past her and went to my room. I got the feeling that she would think that I was mad at her again. I wasn't. I was mad at Jake and how stupid he could be. "Savanna?" I opened my door and walked out there. "I'm sorry." I wrapped my arms around her and she kissed my arm.
"For?"
"Being all mad just a second ago. Jake is just stupid. He's an idiot."
"Aha," she laughed and pulled away. "Is that what you really think of him? He said you two were good friends."
"Yea we "were". Not anymore."
"Ah." she paused and looked at the clock. "It's almost midnight. We should go to bed."
"Ok," I kissed the top of her head and smiled, "sleep good." I walked away. I couldn't say I loved her. Even though I did, more than anything that was on this planet. But after what happened today, it seemed like it was the wrong thing to say. The wrong time to say it.
I woke up around 8. The smell of bacon and eggs woke me up. I quick hopped in the shower and got dressed. Walking down the stairs I could her Savanna singing a country song. Just like the type of girl that she was. She was still in her night gown and her hair was put up into a pony tail. She was flipping eggs and spinning around. I let out a quiet laugh and she turned around.
"John!?" she put backed up to the counter. "I didn't hear you wake up! Oh my, now I feel stupid." she laughed.
"It was cute." I smiled, "What are you making?"
"Eggs, bacon, and pancakes. You hungry?"
"Starving."
"Well there's plenty of food." she pointed to the table that was filled with food.
"Can I wait for you to eat? I kinda want to eat with you."
She reached to the stove and turned the burner off. Dropping the rag on the counter she turned to me. "Ok then." She sat down in the chair next to me and looked at the table, "Oh! Plates and forks would be nice." She rose from her seat and walked back over to the stove where the dished were laying.
"You do good."
She smiled and gave me a plate and a fork. "Here you go."
"So why did you cook this?"
"Because I wanted to find a way to say I'm sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean,"
"In the past?"
"Sure," she smiled and reached her hand out, "in the past."
After breakfast Savanna went upstairs to go get ready. I sat on the couch and flipped through the TV channels. Animal Planet. Weather Channel. Disney Channel. Nick Toon's. Nothing I really wanted to watch. I turned off the TV and yelled up the stairs for Savanna. She looked down and smiled, "Can you not wait?" She laughed and walked down. I smiled and brushed her hair back.
"So, what are we doing today? Nothing that involves us fighting please?" I joked.
"You'll see." She smiled and pulled me out the door, "Oh, and I'm driving us there."
She took the keys from me as we started out the door. With her driving I felt like I had no control on where we were going. I had no idea where she was taking me. But it looked somewhere familiar. The beach was calm and the waves crashed against the shores as the surfers tried to catch them. There was a pier that looked like the one where I first met Savanna. I looked over to my right to see the beach house that her and he friends stayed at while there were working on the house a couple years ago. She pulled up to the drive way and stopped the car. I sat there in confusion, "This is what you had in mind?"
She got out of the car and ran to the house. Ignoring me in the matter. "Mmkay," I said to myself while opening up the door. I heard Savanna's name being screamed from a mix of boys and girls. I walked up to her and took her hand. Her friends eyed me and grinned.
"John." One girl said pulling Savanna closer to her. She whispered something in Savanna's ear and pulled her inside. I could already tell that something wasn't going to go right here. It was a bad idea to bring me here. Bring me to people that despise me. Want nothing to do with me. And probably hated Savanna for moving right back on to me once Tim died. I was left alone at the door step. Everyone was inside. So I turned around and headed from Dave's Surf Rental.
Well???????????? (: Chapter 5 I have a date to post it because im already working on it. So it will be up May 1st! Thats a saturday!!!! (((: So i hope you all liked it!!! Review please ^^ and if you have any suggestions please tell me!!! Id love to hear them!