Author: Soulfire Stories
Summary: If he couldn't have her... no one could
Coupling: Jamie/Catie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The characters and "In a heartbeat", the show, doesn't belong to me.
I watch you from afar
and every moment when our bodies
aren't touching
I feel that already broken
heart of mine break even more
Is there no cure for a broken
heart?
Or maybe a broken soul?
You made me believe.
You made me trust again.
And then you went away.
Catie looked over the words she had wrote, her brown eyes devouring the text of the poem, trying to understand why she had written it, where the inspiration came from. Catie blew a few loose strands of her hair out of her eyes, still staring down at the poem.
"You got another one!"
Catie looked away from the poem and
stared up at Val. Oh no something is up... she's got that giddy look
on her face...
"I'm almost afraid to ask"
Val grinned even bigger; she sat
down next to Catie and handed Catie a letter. Saying that Catie was excited
would be an underestimate.
"Secret admirer strikes again?"
Catie didn't even need to look up
to know who that taunting voice belonged to... Jamie, of course it was
Jamie, he always knew the perfect time to enter a conversation. Catie sighed,
she opened the envelope and pulled the letter out, she unfolded it and
let her brown eyes scan the letter.
Catie-
I bleed only for you and you will do the same for me.
In all time Catie... in all time.
-Secret Admirer
Catie at first thought it was some sick joke, but then when she saw the blood drops on the letter, she knew that it was no joke. She felt her body start to quiver with both fear and disgust.
"Oh my god"
Catie hissed out under her breath;
Once the words left her mouth, Jamie was at her side. He grabbed the letter
and read it, by the end of the letter Jamie's eyes had a cold and disturbing
look in them and all the muscles in his body were so tense, that if he
made a sudden movement they would break in half. Jamie had witnessed a
lot of things, but this was the worst and to make it worse, this was happening
to Catie, his Catie. Now he didn't know when and how she became his
Catie but somehow she did, it wasn't like he didn't like having a Catie
to call his own but the fact that he cared about her that much, freaked
him out almost as much as the letter did.
"This is just plain... demented"
Catie rolled her eyes at Jamie's
comment, she knew he wanted to say something else but he wouldn't dare
say it aloud. That was so typical of Jamie, that is what she sort of loved
best about him; he was always a mystery, no matter how hard Catie tried
to figure him out, he was always a mystery. Mysterious, handsome, rebellious...
when did these qualities just stand for a best friend?
"No shit sherlock"
"Calm down Catie"
Val put her hand on Catie's shoulder
trying to calm her down, Val for one knew how upset Catie could get and
this situation was already upsetting.
"How can I calm down? I just got
a threatening note and you tell me to calm down? Screw that!"
Catie pushed herself up and ran out
of the cafeteria; She really didn't mean to snap at Val like that but Val
didn't understand the feelings that were coursing through her body and
until she did Catie had a right to be upset.
[EMT Station]
"Are you sure it was real blood? I
mean it could be like red paint or something"
Jamie looked up from his history
book and stared blankly at Hank.
"Yes it was"
Hank stopped his sweeping and stared
back at Jamie.
"Well are you sure?"
Jamie sighed.
"Yes"
"Completely sure?"
Jamie slammed his book shut loudly
and stood up.
"What does it matter if it was real
blood or not?!"
Jamie's raised voice caught everybody
in the EMT's attention; Jamie was fully aware that everybody was staring
at him, but he was on the brink on becoming the male Nancy Drew and trying
to find this guy, but what Jamie was afraid of the most was what he would
do to this guy when he found him. Jamie had an incredibly hard time dealing
with anger, even though his mom did make him take those anger management
classes... they really didn't do a thing to help him, he still got angry
and he still wasn't able to control it. And Catie made him angry enough,
but when someone actually threatened to hurt Catie, that made him so upset
that he couldn't see straight and that was the thing that scared him the
most.
"Yo Jamie calm down! I'm just trying
to look at this problem in a rational angle"
Jamie felt the little hairs on the
back of his neck raise up, and they only did that when he was getting close
to the edge of blowing over and once he did that there was no returning.
Jamie grabbed his leather jacket and threw it on.
"I'm going"
Hank sighed, running... that's all
Jamie did, when things got too rough, he ran.
"Being irrational isn't going to
help this situation"
Jamie laughed out loud; It wasn't
a haha laugh, it was the kind of laugh you did when you couldn't find anything
else to do, it was the angry kind of laugh, the kind of laugh you do when
you are about to go insane and right now Jamie was about to go insane.
"I'm not being irrational, I'm caring!"
Hank went to grab Jamie's arm but
he pulled away.
"That guy is out there! And
he could be watching her right now!"
And with that last comment Jamie
turned on his heel and stormed out of the EMT station, he couldn't take
it anymore, he had to see Catie. He hadn't talked to her in two hours and
he couldn't take not being with her for another minute, just the thought
of that guy being able to hurt Catie, scared the hell out
of him. Jamie hopped onto his motorcycle, started it up, and sped to Catie's.
[Roths Residence- Jackie's POV]
She walks in beauty.
For some people beauty is a mask, and she wears the mask beautifully, she doesn't even know she wears the mask, because that mask fits her all too well. That mask of sarcasm and bitterness scares off all the people that could actually care for her and then late at night she asks herself why doesn't anyone care?
But sweet Catie, I care. I care with all my heart and soul and yet you won't even give me the time of day, why not? I can love you more then anyone has ever even tried to, and instead of coming to me for comfort or a shoulder to cry on... you go to him.
I peer into the window, searching the house for you, where are you angel? Oh there you are. You sit on the couch, your legs tucked under your petite body, your long luxarious hair up in a lazy ponytail and your beautiful, wise eyes focused on that movie. To define beauty... it would be you.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My heart beats wildly for you, and I wonder why don't you love me? The fact that you don't even give me a chance makes me so angry and oh by the way Catie how did you like the letter? I got plenty more for you, just wait. I run behind a tree when I heard the distinct sound of a motorcycle...
Him...
He comes to you and you welcome him with open arms.
[Roths Residence- Regular POV]
"Hey, can I come in?"
Jamie rubs his two hands together
waiting for an answer, the dark clouds gathered together above in the sky
indicating that anytime there would be a rain storm. Catie stood in front
of the door, she smiled at Jamie and before she could say a word she heard
the crack of thunder and then tiny raindrops landed on Jamie's head.
"Come in Jamie!"
Catie managed to say through her
giggles, she pulled him in and shut the door behind her; Catie went into
the downstairs bathroom and grabbed a white towel and walked back over
to Jamie and handed it to him.
"So what are you doing here anways?"
Catie asked, sitting back down on
the couch, it wasn't like she didn't like Jamie's company, it was just
a little weird.
"I want to see how you were. You
still look a little shaken up"
Catie nodded; she motioned for Jamie
to sit down and he did immediately.
"I'm better now. It was just this
big shock for me, for one no one has ever written me a love letter and
then all of a sudden I got that threatening letter, and it scared the crap
out of me."
Jamie rested his head against the
material of the couch, he tilted his head sideways and stared at Catie.
"Scared me too"
Catie leaned her head on Jamie's
shoulder and closed her eyes; Jamie wrapped his arm around Catie's body
and bit down on his lip as he closed his eyes.
[Jackie's POV]
Hate. I hate her. How dare she? No
more playing. If I can't have her... no one can.