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Chapter Twenty-One
I'll Be Home For Christmas
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Dear Diary,
It's almost Christmas and I haven't gotten anything for Beck yet! Well, sure, I haven't gotten anything for anyone yet, but STILL! He's my boyfriend! AHHH! Procrastination is NOT a good thing! And I don't know what to get him! I'M STRESSING OUT HERE!
At least we're doing our annual "Christmas Shopping" together like we do every year. It's me, Beck, Andre, Jade, Robbie, Rex, and now Tori. Trina tags along too. I say that it's okay. More the merrier!
My dad's friend owns the mall, so he wants me to sing a few songs in front of everyone at 3pm. How scary! Oh well, time to suck it up. Andre's going to play piano, while Beck does guitar. I won't be alone.
Sincerely, Caterina Valentine
December 21st
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Tori's POV
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My friends and I decided to squeeze into Jade's truck when we go to the mall today because it's going to be crazy busy so taking two cars would be redundant. Jade's an aggressive driver, so it made sense for her to drive to she can make her way to find a parking spot. So right now we're in her truck, I'm squeezed in the back with Andre, Trina, and Robbie. Beck and Cat are in the front with Jade driving. Cat turns up the radio a little.
"I like this song." She says softly. "Can you guys make sure this is played at my funeral?"
We all wince. We hate it when she talks like this, but what else can we do? It's a harsh reality, but…our little innocent Cat is going to…die young.
"What song is it?" I force myself to say without pain in my voice showing.
"It's called "What Hurts The Most" by Rascal Flatts." She answers back in her normal, airy tone.
I listen to a few words:
"It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go but I'm doing it it's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone. Still harder getting' up, getting' dressed, livin' with this regret, but I know if I could do it over, I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken. What hurts the most, was being so close, and having so much to say…and watchin' you walk away. And never knowin' what could've been. And never seein' that lovin' you is what I was tryin' to do."
But the song goes away as another country song comes on and I see Jade's finger slam on the dial that makes the music turn to another station. We all jump at the action. Jade tried to act like she didn't just freak out on us. "I hate Rascal Flatts." Cat giggles. But the rest of us know the reason why Jade did that. It hurt too think of all the words we haven't said to Cat yet. Time's running out too.
Cat squeals. "Ooh, this song too!" I see Beck kiss Cat's head over her light pink yarn beanie that was a large white bow on it. The tears brimming in his eyes are quite noticeable. "It's called "God Gave Me You" by Blake Shelton."
"On my own I'm only half of what I could be, I can't do without you. We are stitched together and what love has tethered. I pray we never undo…Cause God gave me you for the ups and downs. God gave me you for the days of doubt. God-"
This time Jade turned off the radio all together. "Better yet, I hate music in general today."
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So some of us split up. It's girls and guys. BUT right now it's just me and Cat because once again Cat has to go to the restroom.
Cat wiggles through the crowd and I'm trying to keep up with her. "Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee!" She keeps squeaking in desperation as we find the bathrooms. Much to our dismay, there's a large line of women and children waiting. Cat almost screams. "Okay, I know some of you have been waiting quite a while, but I have cancer and this cancer doesn't like me holding in my pee, so I BEG of you all to let me go next!" She says next, jumping around and tears in her eyes.
It's true. Her bladder has gotten so much weaker than it was last year. The last time Cat slept over at my house, she woke me up crying because she had wet the bed…I cried with her because she was wasting away before my eyes and I couldn't do anything to help her except comfort her as best as I could. Stupid cancer. So the women let Cat through, giving me sympathetic looks since they see that I was with her. Yes, people, my best friend is dying of a cancer that is POSSIBLY curable, but she doesn't want to take the chance. Quit looking at me that way!
Once Cat's done, she sighs in relief. "Thank you everyone." She says with a small smile.
As Cat washes her hands, a few women pat her shoulder. One woman gives her a hug and says: "Be Strong, Babygirl."
Cat smiles gratefully and we leave.
When we get to the hallway before entering the food court, I see no one is around in a hearing distance, so I grab Cat's arm and pull her back. "Cat."
Cat looks startled at the fact we stopped walking, but she sees my saddened face and gets concerned. "Are you okay, Tori? Did you have to use the bathroom too?"
I shake my head. "No…Cat, I need to tell you something."
Cat nods. "Okay."
"You're my best friend." I smile, even though I already feel the tears coming to my eyes. "You've been my best friend since I started Hollywood Arts. We've been through so many adventures together, some bad, but some fun. You need to know that without you, Hollywood Arts wouldn't be as awesome as it has been for me. You are such a sweet and wonderful person, there is no one that could possibly take your place. When you…when you pass…I want you to know that I'm going to miss you so much. I love you, Cat. You'll always be my best friend."
Cat gives me a smile. "And I'll be in your heart too, Tori."
I lean onto her shoulder and start sobbing.
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Cat gasps when we're trying to get to our meeting place with everyone. She points to an object in a store window. "Look, Tori!"
I walk up and my eyes widened. "That's a nice leather jacket there."
"Can we go in and see if they have Beck's size?" She gives me her famous puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
I laugh. "Of course, Cat!" So we move our way in and thankfully the store isn't that busy…probably because everyone is trying to get seats for Cat's performance in a half an hour in the food court. "Excuse me!" I call out to one of the workers. He immediately comes up. "That leather jacket in the window, do you have it in a size…" I look to Cat, since I don't exactly know her boyfriend's jacket size.
She laughs. "A size medium."
He nods and smiles to us. "Yeah, totally, let me grab it for you!" And he runs to a part of the store.
We head up to the cash register, knowing that's all we were going to get here. He comes back and Cat looks at it. "He'll love it!"
I nod. "Yes, he will."
So Cat pays for it –we were able to get a discount because Cat flirted with the cashier- and we walk out, trying to quickly make it to our meeting place. Everyone is waiting for us. They all glare at us.
"We have to be upstage in 20 minutes!" Beck snaps.
Cat looks hurt. "Well pardon me that I was getting your Christmas gift! Jerk!" And she smacks his arm with the paper bag his present is in harshly. "I was just trying to be a good girlfriend!"
I tried to hide my smirk. She definitely knows how to give a guy a major guilt trip.
Beck looks guilty. "I'm sorry, babygirl. I'm so sorry." He wraps his arms around her. "I was being inconsiderate."
Cat releases him and she nods. "Forgiven." She smiles brightly. "Let's go get this over with!"
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Jade, Andre, Robbie, Rex, and I have seats on stage, but close to the back. It's a makeshift stage. Beck and Andre are done hooking up their guitar and piano, while Cat adjusts where she wants her stool to be. A man comes up to her. "Are you guys ready?" He says, with his own handheld microphone in his hand.
Cat looks back at Beck and Andre, who give her a nod. She looks back at the much taller man. "Yup!"
He nods and turns on his microphone. "Welcome, everyone!" He greets as the crowd cheers. "Is this Christmas not going to be the best Christmas EVER?" And now everyone screams and whistles. It hurts my ears a bit. "Since she was a little girl, I have known this young lady to sing like an angel. Her voice is so beautiful! You'll love her! PLEASE, welcome to the stage, Caterina Valentine! With her small band of Beck Oliver and Andre Harris!" And everyone screams louder.
I'm so going to go deaf after this.
Cat clears her throat to get everyone's attention. She sits on a stool, since she gets weak after a while. "This first song is called "I'll Be Home For Christmas" and I'm dedicating it to my boyfriend and best friends." She looks to us. "I may be dying of cancer, guys, but Lord knows I'm going to be here for Christmas. I'll be in your hearts for every Christmas to come as well." I'm in tears, and I see half the people in the crowd teary eyed as well. Cat smiles. "I love you guys." And she blows us a kiss. She turns back to the crowd. "Merry Christmas." And she takes a deep breath as Beck and Andre start playing. She looks up and starts singing:
"I'm dreamin' tonight of a place I love, even more then I usually do. And although I know it's a long road back, I promise you…
I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe and presents under the tree. Christmas Eve will find me where the love light beams. I'll be home for Christmas if only in my dreams.
Christmas Eve will find me where the love light beams. I'll be home for Christmas…if only in my dreams…if only in my dreams…"
Everyone's crying now. I quickly try to regain my senses so I can snap a few pictures of Cat. Cat sings a few more songs: Christmas Wish, All I Want for Christmas is You, O' Holy Night, and We Wish You a Merry Christmas. She sang them all beautifully. I love her singing voice.
I love my best friend.
She's always been there for me.
How am I going to keep going on without my best friend?
Hey guys, there's bad news. Our mom passed away from that stroke she had. Yeah…so everything kind of turned upside down for us. Luckily my mom left in her will that my sister (digidestend angel) gets custody of my brothers and I, even though the oldest brother out of us is turning 18 next month. Anyways, so my sister is a little out of it. She's still writing, but asked me to update for her because she wanted to go to sleep…in our mom's bed…she's taking this the hardest.
Anyways, updates will still remain the same amount of time. My sister is still writing because that's kind of her escape from the world. Nathaniel, her son, is with his dad for the weekend, so she gets time to mourn and write. She said something about some songfics...I have a feeling I may cry too, since she writes those damn tragedy stories too real. Like seriously, who here has cried at her sad songfics? I did on Held.
Pray for our family?
-Izzy