Part 3 of "The Storm" by GARTH BROOKS WHO IS THE BEST ARTIST IN THIS FREAKING WORLD!!! ENJOY!!!
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That's when she sat bolt upright in her bed, tears coursing down her cheeks and her hair sticking up wildly from tossing and thrashing on the bed in her nightmare. Her breathing was labored, and her pupils dilated with stark terror. She took a few gulping breaths, trying to calm herself down. Pushing her hand through her hair she curled up into a ball on her bed, her body racking with dry sobs as she relived the horror of her nightmare, and then realized that it was basically reality too. Soon, the rocking motion of her sobs puts her in a deep sleep. In her dream she feels Horatio's arm snaking around her waist and pulling her close, his voice soothing her and his hands gently wiping away her tears. She curls up next to him and he keeps stroking her hair, kissing alternately between her forehead and the top of her head, trying to soothe her tears away and protecting her from her ghosts and evils.
Suddenly, the morning sun woke Calleigh up and the image of Horatio holding and protecting her faded from her eyes, though she fought desperately to keep it. She let herself cry for a moment, and then got dressed for the day.
Someday days just roll on by, without a gray cloud in the sky
She keeps telling herself, "I will make it on my own"
And her friends, they've all gone back to their lives
Thinking she will be all right
As she races through the night, to make it home
For the next month, some of the days just rolled on by, without a single gray cloud in the sky. Sometimes there weren't any clouds in the perfect blue sky at all. Those were the days Calleigh hated the most, because they reminded her of Miami and also of Jake, as she had mostly seen him in Miami, and therefore she put Miami and him together, but also she put Horatio with Miami, which made the sun doubly painful. Some days there were gray clouds everywhere, which made her feel better, because that was exactly how she was feeling. She managed to hide it quite well, telling herself everyday, at least 5 times a day that she was going to make it on her own, that she was going to be fine on her own without Jake. Most of her friends have already gone back to their life, thinking that she was going to be fine, that she was healing and that she was going to be all right. They were wrong.
One night, Calleigh awoke with a sweat after dreaming about Miami, her real home. In a complete panicked frenzy she packed all of her things and threw it in the back of her car. She called the airport while she was driving and managed to get a last-minute ticket, as Chris was a flight attendant for the airport, he had a lot of clout and therefore she did to, as his only sister. When she got there, she hopped a flight to Miami. As the flight took off she glanced anxiously out the window, willing the plane to go faster. It was nighttime, and the sky was pretty dark. Quickly she put some sunglasses on and put her earbuds from her pink iPod in her ear so she could block out the world. As she listened to, "Rock This Country" by Shania Twain, she felt the plane touching down.
"Wow, that was fast." She muttered, and the flight attendant smiled at her and said,
"You fell asleep, ma'am."
"Oh." Calleigh said, thinking, "Thank God."
She got out of the airport with her bags and tossed them in her car that she had left in long-time parking lot at the airport. It was still night in Miami, so she raced through the night towards Horatio's house, pulling her cell and dialing his home number for some reason.
"Hello, Caine residence." Natalia's voice said through the phone, while music blared in the background.
"Natalia? What the hell is going on over there?" Calleigh said, trying to disguise the hurt in her voice. Apparently it worked, because Natalia said,
"Calleigh! Are you in town?"
"Yes."
"Awesome! Come by Horatio's house, we're having a birthday party for Alexx, and it is a blast!"
"Oh." Calleigh said, and then she heard Natalia yelling to everyone else,
"Hey! Guess what? Calleigh's back in town!" Calleigh cringed as she heard Horatio's voice saying,
"Calleigh? Give me the phone." The next thing Calleigh heard was Horatio's voice, saying softly, "Calleigh?"
She didn't answer. He repeated her name, and with a sob ripping at her throat she whispered,
"You were right." She hung up and drove back to her house in a tearful fury. She wasn't mad, she was just despaired.
Then the door it slams like thunder, and the tears they fall like rain
And the warnings from her family whirl like a hurricane
Oh she's drowning in emotions and she cannot reach the shore
She's alive, but can she survive,
The Storm
Calleigh raced into her house, slamming the door. It echoed through the empty house like thunder, and tears dripped down her cheeks like rain. As she raced upstairs to throw herself onto her bed she heard whisperings from her family and from the team, once again telling her that Jake was no good, that he wasn't good enough for her. She screamed at them,
"Shut up!"
She felt her emotions boiling over and they seemed to surround her, suffocating and drowning her. She felt like she couldn't breathe, her heart constricting with hurt and pain. It felt like she was in a huge ocean and she couldn't swim. She could see the shore within her grasp, but just couldn't reach it, couldn't grab a hold of it. Calleigh knew that she was alive, but then a huge storm started, and she was most definitely not sure whether or not she could survive the storm of emotions and hurt. Curled up in her ball she couldn't hear her phone ringing, and at that moment she really didn't care. Her home phone rang, filling the silent house up with rings, but Calleigh was too far gone to hear it, to even care about it.
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End of Part 3, part 4 to come soon!!! GARTH BROOKS SHOULD NOT HAVE RETRIED, I WANT HIM TO COME BACK NOW!!! Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it and adios for now!!!
