Accidental Loves
"A Walk to Remember" fan fic
by Beth (luckyangel@go.com)
Author's Note: Thanks again for all the great reviews. I'm really very happy with the amount of
feedback that I'm getting for this fic. Thanks again! Just to entice you to let me know what you think,
I've almost got the next part finished, so let me know what you think and I'll get it up as soon as I get
some response to this chapter.
Story Note: I'm sorry that I didn't make this clear before. This story is based upon a mixture of the
book and the movie. More from the movie, if you notice that a lot of the dialogue comes from the
movie, even though I have changed it to fit my story. Again, I'm sorry that it wasn't clear!
Disclaimer: Yet again, I own nothing...The book belongs to Nicholas Sparks...and the movie belongs to
whomever the movie belongs to. Please don't sue me!
@@! Three Days Later !@@
Landon was happy the be home. He had been released Wednesday, the day after his declaration of
love to Jamie. His mother had kept him home from school for the end of the school week, wanting him
to be rested.
Now it was Saturday and he was on his way to Jamie's house. His mother had let him borrow her
SUV after he promised not to break the speed limit and be a courteous, safe, and responsible driver.
She had lectured him for thirty minutes, but he had barely listened. He was worried about what Jamie
would say to him.
He pulled his crutches out of the vehicle with him and hobbled up to the Sullivan's front porch. He
manuevered up the stairs and was soon standing in front of the door. He rang the doorbell and waited.
Jamie answered the door, clad in one of her usual outfits, a pair of jean overalls and a purple shirt with
vertical green stripes down the front of it. She looked surprised to see him, but held open the door and
invited him in.
Her father came out of the room to his left to see who was at the door. Rev. Sullivan was an older man
with some gray hair mixed in with dark brown. He wasn't very tall, standing about Landon's height. He
also seemed surprised to see Landon at his home.
"Mr. Carter," he nodded in greeting. His tone implied that he was not happy with Landon being there.
"Reverend." Landon replied, noticing the tone. He smiled politely and waited for Jamie to say
something.
Her father beat her to it though. "I'll be in my office, just here." He pointed to the doorway that he had
just walked through. He stared at Landon for a long moment before leaving the room, shaking his
head.
Landon didn't know what to do about Jamie's father's reaction, so he decided to ignore it. He turned to
find Jamie watching him.
"Ummmm...do you wanna go for a walk?" He asked her, not wanting Rev. Sullivan to overhear their
conversation.
"Are you sure that you're up to it?" She asked, motioning toward his crutches.
He sighed as he looked down at the crutches that he was still getting used to. It had been a long time
since he had to use crutches. He had broken his leg when he was ten, sliding into home to win the Little
League Championship, but that was a long time ago.
Looking back up at her, he grinned and shrugged. Then he started toward the door, with Jamie
following along.
They walked down the worn sidewalk in silence for a long time. Landon couldn't take the silence any
longer. He had to say something.
"Jamie, I'm really sorry if I scared you or if I hurt you or something."
"Don't worry. You didn't." She replied, automatically.
"Then, I don't understand." He said, stopping and reaching out to stop her. She stood just outside his
reach.
"Landon, I like spending time with you. Really, I do. But you can't love me."
"Why not?" He interrupted her.
"Because I can't let you." She whispered, tears forming in her eyes. She turned to run, but was
stopped by his voice.
"Please, don't do this to me, Jamie." He whispered the words, but she still heard them. She couldn't
force herself to run away from him now. It's now or never, Jamie thought to herself.
"Landon," she paused, gathering her courage, "I'm sick."
He looked puzzled for a minute, but then turned his crutches in the direction of her house and said, "I'll
take you home. You'll be fine..."
Jamie interrupted him because he wasn't getting her point. "No, Landon. Landon, I'm sick. I've got
leukemia."
He looked like someone had punched him in the stomach. Tears began filling his eyes. "No,
you're...you're eighteen. You're perfect."
"I've known for two years. I've stopped responding to treatments."
Tears were now falling freely down her face, while Landon tried to get a grip on the situation. "Why
didn't you tell me?"
"I don't want anyone to be weird around me."
"Even me."
"Especially you." It had dawned on her in the last few minutes just how in love with Landon she was.
But she couldn't let him know it. It wasn't fair to him.
"I do not need a reason to be angry with God." She turned and ran from him as soon as the words had
left her mouth.
Landon was paralyzed. He couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't go after her.
@@! Two Days Later !@@
Jamie didn't show up for school on Monday, and Landon doubted that she would ever return. Her
secret was out now, even though he was the only one to know. He wouldn't tell anyone. Not when
Eric had asked him why he was so down today. Not when Belinda had linked her arm through his like
they were still dating and asked him what was wrong. He had moved away from her violently, almost
knocking both of them to the floor. That was during lunch and Landon couldn't take it anymore. He
had to leave.
However, the vehicle seemed to have a mind of its own and Landon ended up parked in front of
Jamie's house. He sat there for hours, trying to figure out what to do, what to say to her. However, he
couldn't bring himself to face her and he pulled away from the curb without ever getting out of the
vehicle.
@@! Two Weeks Later !@@
Landon had only seen Jamie in church on Sundays, and while they often caught each other's eyes, they
never spoke. He had still not told anyone about Jamie's illness, and it was eating at him every day. He
felt bad for not going to see her, but he didn't know if he could do it.
He was working on the new car that his father had bought him. Yet another '67 Camaro, because it
had been the only car that Landon talked about when he was sixteen and it had been his father's gift to
him. This one was not kept as well as the previous one and it needed a little work. Landon worked on
it to keep himself occupied, but he still ended up thinking about Jamie.
He was bent down, looking for a particualr socket size in the small toolbox when he saw someone's
Keds walk up on the other side of the car. The only person he know that wore Keds was Jamie. He
took a deep breath before standing up.
She looked sick. That was the first thing that he thought of. Her skin was pale and her hair hung limply
around her face. She wore her only green sweater even though the weather was not cool enough for
one.
"A Walk to Remember" fan fic
by Beth (luckyangel@go.com)
Author's Note: Thanks again for all the great reviews. I'm really very happy with the amount of
feedback that I'm getting for this fic. Thanks again! Just to entice you to let me know what you think,
I've almost got the next part finished, so let me know what you think and I'll get it up as soon as I get
some response to this chapter.
Story Note: I'm sorry that I didn't make this clear before. This story is based upon a mixture of the
book and the movie. More from the movie, if you notice that a lot of the dialogue comes from the
movie, even though I have changed it to fit my story. Again, I'm sorry that it wasn't clear!
Disclaimer: Yet again, I own nothing...The book belongs to Nicholas Sparks...and the movie belongs to
whomever the movie belongs to. Please don't sue me!
@@! Three Days Later !@@
Landon was happy the be home. He had been released Wednesday, the day after his declaration of
love to Jamie. His mother had kept him home from school for the end of the school week, wanting him
to be rested.
Now it was Saturday and he was on his way to Jamie's house. His mother had let him borrow her
SUV after he promised not to break the speed limit and be a courteous, safe, and responsible driver.
She had lectured him for thirty minutes, but he had barely listened. He was worried about what Jamie
would say to him.
He pulled his crutches out of the vehicle with him and hobbled up to the Sullivan's front porch. He
manuevered up the stairs and was soon standing in front of the door. He rang the doorbell and waited.
Jamie answered the door, clad in one of her usual outfits, a pair of jean overalls and a purple shirt with
vertical green stripes down the front of it. She looked surprised to see him, but held open the door and
invited him in.
Her father came out of the room to his left to see who was at the door. Rev. Sullivan was an older man
with some gray hair mixed in with dark brown. He wasn't very tall, standing about Landon's height. He
also seemed surprised to see Landon at his home.
"Mr. Carter," he nodded in greeting. His tone implied that he was not happy with Landon being there.
"Reverend." Landon replied, noticing the tone. He smiled politely and waited for Jamie to say
something.
Her father beat her to it though. "I'll be in my office, just here." He pointed to the doorway that he had
just walked through. He stared at Landon for a long moment before leaving the room, shaking his
head.
Landon didn't know what to do about Jamie's father's reaction, so he decided to ignore it. He turned to
find Jamie watching him.
"Ummmm...do you wanna go for a walk?" He asked her, not wanting Rev. Sullivan to overhear their
conversation.
"Are you sure that you're up to it?" She asked, motioning toward his crutches.
He sighed as he looked down at the crutches that he was still getting used to. It had been a long time
since he had to use crutches. He had broken his leg when he was ten, sliding into home to win the Little
League Championship, but that was a long time ago.
Looking back up at her, he grinned and shrugged. Then he started toward the door, with Jamie
following along.
They walked down the worn sidewalk in silence for a long time. Landon couldn't take the silence any
longer. He had to say something.
"Jamie, I'm really sorry if I scared you or if I hurt you or something."
"Don't worry. You didn't." She replied, automatically.
"Then, I don't understand." He said, stopping and reaching out to stop her. She stood just outside his
reach.
"Landon, I like spending time with you. Really, I do. But you can't love me."
"Why not?" He interrupted her.
"Because I can't let you." She whispered, tears forming in her eyes. She turned to run, but was
stopped by his voice.
"Please, don't do this to me, Jamie." He whispered the words, but she still heard them. She couldn't
force herself to run away from him now. It's now or never, Jamie thought to herself.
"Landon," she paused, gathering her courage, "I'm sick."
He looked puzzled for a minute, but then turned his crutches in the direction of her house and said, "I'll
take you home. You'll be fine..."
Jamie interrupted him because he wasn't getting her point. "No, Landon. Landon, I'm sick. I've got
leukemia."
He looked like someone had punched him in the stomach. Tears began filling his eyes. "No,
you're...you're eighteen. You're perfect."
"I've known for two years. I've stopped responding to treatments."
Tears were now falling freely down her face, while Landon tried to get a grip on the situation. "Why
didn't you tell me?"
"I don't want anyone to be weird around me."
"Even me."
"Especially you." It had dawned on her in the last few minutes just how in love with Landon she was.
But she couldn't let him know it. It wasn't fair to him.
"I do not need a reason to be angry with God." She turned and ran from him as soon as the words had
left her mouth.
Landon was paralyzed. He couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't go after her.
@@! Two Days Later !@@
Jamie didn't show up for school on Monday, and Landon doubted that she would ever return. Her
secret was out now, even though he was the only one to know. He wouldn't tell anyone. Not when
Eric had asked him why he was so down today. Not when Belinda had linked her arm through his like
they were still dating and asked him what was wrong. He had moved away from her violently, almost
knocking both of them to the floor. That was during lunch and Landon couldn't take it anymore. He
had to leave.
However, the vehicle seemed to have a mind of its own and Landon ended up parked in front of
Jamie's house. He sat there for hours, trying to figure out what to do, what to say to her. However, he
couldn't bring himself to face her and he pulled away from the curb without ever getting out of the
vehicle.
@@! Two Weeks Later !@@
Landon had only seen Jamie in church on Sundays, and while they often caught each other's eyes, they
never spoke. He had still not told anyone about Jamie's illness, and it was eating at him every day. He
felt bad for not going to see her, but he didn't know if he could do it.
He was working on the new car that his father had bought him. Yet another '67 Camaro, because it
had been the only car that Landon talked about when he was sixteen and it had been his father's gift to
him. This one was not kept as well as the previous one and it needed a little work. Landon worked on
it to keep himself occupied, but he still ended up thinking about Jamie.
He was bent down, looking for a particualr socket size in the small toolbox when he saw someone's
Keds walk up on the other side of the car. The only person he know that wore Keds was Jamie. He
took a deep breath before standing up.
She looked sick. That was the first thing that he thought of. Her skin was pale and her hair hung limply
around her face. She wore her only green sweater even though the weather was not cool enough for
one.