To Mariah: A great author/co-author and a great person too :-)
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The room was magnificent. Beautiful light blue colored marble graced the floor giving the illusion of walking in the sky. The ceiling was never ending; pure white emanated from it seeming to make it's own light, rather than artificial that was used on earth. There was no walls, instead a beautiful pale yellow fog covered on either side, covered with silver sparklings and gently swaying in the non - existent breeze.
The door that led to the room, was a bright silvergold. Intricate designs littered it with tales of courage, love, leadership, and history of the people's trials and battles. It was tall; you couldn't see where exactly it ended, and even if you tried, you couldn't help but shield your eyes from the light's brightness. There was no knob, no human could manually open the door to see what was inside. The door was magical like everything else seemed to be. It only opened it to those who were worthy; those who belonged inside.
There was a throne inside made of the same material as the door. It stood on a rectangular staired base about one feet high. Designs of roses of all shapes and sizes covered it and a regal staff laid on the right side of the chair. A white cushion was at the seat of it, not worn even though the age of it, it should have been. On either side of the throne was smaller versions of it, not as grand, but just as beautiful.
A fountain was in the center of the court, made out of rainbow glass that changed colors if you looked at it with different angles. The fountain had six tiers, but only stood at seven feet tall. The round base was quite wide taking almost half of the width of the room. The top tier, in contrast, was small compared to the base, but wide enough in it's own right. The same designs for the door and throne were on the fountain, but slightly in a larger state. Water flowed seamlessly from top to bottom; never ending and never stopping.
At first glance, the room was so big, but so empty. But, that's why you always need a second glance. Suddenly, the room changed. People appeared in it, and voices echoed back and forth arguing. The room was magic, like it's people. A woman gently appeared in the midst of the dispute, on the grand middle throne that was hers rightfully. She held her staff made of the same material as her throne, with a glass orb that had the same yellow fog as the walls were made. She dutifully sighed, and watched her orb as it swirled. Finding nothing that needed her immediate attention, she looked at the scene before her.
People of all colors stood on either side of the room, wearing the matriarch's colors, silvergold and yellow. The stood stoically, knowing that this matter was serious and nothing to joke about. In truth, they were all worried. Their lives had been peaceful, undisturbed, and wonderful. Now it was in jeopardy as the days came nearer, and their uneasiness spread.
As why the two people standing in the middle where arguing at the moment.
"There is no time left! We have to act now or all will be lost!" she shouted angrily.
"But madam-" he tried, fumbling, "She left before we ev-" he tried to get out.
The woman looked venomously at him, eyes that usually filled with warmth, were now filled with contempt, and weariness. She raised her hand, signaling for him to stop. "Just stop. What do you mean she left, Lankos?" she asked, afraid. Not for her, but for him.
Scared to breathe out an ounce of air, Lankos internally sighed relieved. Although he had never seen her so angry, he was glad that she wasn't mad at him. 'Directly anyway,' he thought briefly.
"Yes, Madam Faithe, she left without even planning a strategy. Unfortunately, I don't think that she has any ideas or plans." Lankos responded with apprehension. He expected her to blow up.
And she delivered.
"WHAT?!?! For the love of- ! Doesn't she know??? She SHOULD know! Damn it, if she doesn't have an idea..." Faithe shouted angrily, "Christanya has to know! Hell, she's the Keeper of Time!" The people on the sidelines, came out of their stoic stance and looked at Faithe, not liking what they have heard. Faithe notice this, and gave a tight smile being the doteful 'princess'. The smile did little to avail the people however they did go back to their 'normal' stance, straining to hear as much as possible.
"Do you know what this means if SHE doesn't know?" she quietly mumbled angrily at Lankos. Her breathing was hard and her face was turning into the color of a beet. Her fists were clenched tightly to her side and was ready to explode, literally.
Lankos opened and closed his mouth shut, trying to figure out a good answer. The question was rhetorical, so any answer would set Faithe off. He groaned as he thought, 'I should have told her this sooner.'
The women who sat on the throne sighed, as she knew as well as him, what would happen if he answered. As much as she was mad at him just like Faithe, this also worried her. "Faithe, my dear, I think we have to concentrate on the present," she said softly but commanding. She was dressed in her colors; a silver gold dress made of the softest silk. It was long sleeved robe and gathered around the bodice, just above the waist line. Inside of the robe, because of modesty was a white top; glittering, not man made, but naturally somehow. Perched on her head, was a beautiful tiara made of ice diamonds with a round gold stone centered. The stone that once glowed brightly, shimmered instead because of age. The age not of the crown, but the person who beheld it.
The woman herself appeared old, but strong. Her face gave no emotion, but her light brown eyes held a certain warmth in them. Her hair was grayed, but it was obviously auburn in it's better stages. She had high cheekbones and a small nose that twitched when she laughed. Her height could have been debated, but she stood at an average height of 5'6.
Faithe looked up at her alarmed, ready to retort, but she was silenced. The look on her face was not one to combat with, as she knew from experience.
The woman nodded her head in approvement, knowing by nature, the temper Faithe was born with. She turned to look at Lankos who was quite happy, but still miffed. Raising a cultured eyebrow, she spoke.
"Sir Lankos, what did you mean that Christanya seemed to haven't to have a clue?" she asked softly, but searchingly.
'Oh great. This is even worse than having the wrath on Faithe on me.' Lankos thought grimacing. Faithe looked at him also, not quite containing herself at the moment as the woman was, but she held back just enough.
He timidly opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Except a miracle happened. For Lankos anyway. 'Yes! Divine intervention,' he thought with glee. But the glee turned to hatred as he looked at the woman who got him in this mess in the first place. Everyone, who had never seen it before, gasped in awe as a bright bluish lightening bolt crashed right in front of the thrones. Out of the bluish haze, stepped out -
"Her!" Lankos snarled, ready to get her for putting him into this position. She looked back at him, winked and smiled. "Hello, Lanky. I guess we meet again." she responded with a sarcastic grin. Lankos twitched slightly at the childhood nickname that he detested. Pushing the right button, she proceeded to walk towards the woman before her.
She was small, but lithe in her movements. The color of her hair was a deep golden blonde, her eyes the color of grape vines. Unlike the woman at the throne, her cheeks were chubby and dimples on both sides. Laughing wrinkles were embedded around her mouth, making her look younger than she really was. To the average person, she looked no more than the age of twenty, but she was the age of forty centuries times that. Eight hundred and sixty-three earth years to be exact.
What she wore was the same as the matriarch's except that it was in the color of soft baby blue. No tiara graced her head, but she bore a black staff, one quater plus her height of 5'1. The orb a blackish purple orb, that didn't move in the slightest. Faithe and Lankos looked at it strangely, knowing full well it was supposed to be baby blue; just like the colors of Christanya.
"Hello your majesty, Queen Holoria. As for your question, I believe that I have the answer." Christanya said, as she curtsied elegantly before the woman, now named Queen Holoria.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Youth Center - Gym
When : 8:55 AM Thursday, June 15, 2000
The tension was thick and silent. Luis made an excuse to leave a while ago, knowing that what they needed was time alone to work things out. 'Traitor,' Miguel thought as he was still avoiding Charity's gaze, 'How many times did I cover for him, and he couldn't just stay here to play referee!' he almost grumbled, but he didn't want to disturb the silence. Instead, he opted to sigh out his frustrations and continue to scuff the new sneakers he had bought two weeks ago.
Thoughts raced through Charity's head as she studied Miguel slowly. She did love him, but now she wasn't so sure she should tell him. 'Not when he has doubts,' she thought sadly to herself. For the past few months, her world was finally coming together. At first, it was rocky. Sure, she didn't remember the first sixteen years of her life, but Miguel helped her to forget that. He made her feel more normal, more special. He was the one that showed her that the person who she was, was still the person he cared for now. She couldn't live without him. No when he's the only thing she has known.
'I can't let him go. I just can't,' she thought furiously, tears springing in her eyes, 'Even if I'm not the one. I'll make myself the one.' She shut her eyes tightly, trying to find a solution. They couldn't break up, even though her heart felt that it was almost necessary.
At least not now.
Making her decision, and sealing her fate, she walked towards him, wiped the few tears that had fallen, and gently tapped him on the shoulder.
Miguel looked up, slightly suprised seeing Charity looking at him. But what we really got him, that there was no hatred. Instead, there was understanding, but doubt.
"Miguel," she began, "I'm not sure where we stand, but I do know that I still want to be with you." Charity said, voicing the courage that was foreign to her. "If you still want to be with me, that is," she continued as looked down away from his studying gaze.
Miguel hesitated, looking at the only girl he was ever serious about. It felt wrong, staying in a relationship that was only one sided. It wasn't as if he didn't care for her, he did. But the special heart that skips a beat, was missing. The queasiness in your stomach when you see her. The skin that tingles when she touches it. It was corny, yes, but he still wanted it. The relationship between Charity and him was comfortable, but it wasn't challenging.
It wasn't right.
But as Charity's eyes filled slowly with tears, and as he felt his heart break for her, he forgot about everything. He always hated seeing someone hurt because of him. So he did what he could do at the moment.
"Of course, I want to be with you," he lied, not trusting himself to look at her. They both knew he was lying. But they both couldn't admit it. They couldn't let go just yet. As his arms encircled Charity, she held on tightly. She couldn't let go. Rather, she didn't want to. 'I love you,' she silently said to herself, not daring to speak it aloud.
"Miguel, I know we'll always will be together. This is just another bump in the road." Charity said aloud, not even believing the words, but trying to get them stick in their minds. "We'll get over this. We have to."
He didn't hear her voice. Guilt consumed him as her voice seemed wanting more; more than he could ever give her. He didn't know it yet, but Miguel just set them all up for a major fall. His instincts sent warning signals and his gut was screaming that this was wrong. He tightly closed his eyes, trying to erase them from his mind. But one thought remained.
'God, what did I just do?'
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Harmony Park
When : 11:22 AM Thursday, June 15, 2000 (speeding up time a bit)
"I remember once when we were little, we used to play on the monkey bars, betting on who could last the longest. Of course, she won since she was always more stronger than me." Jessica said to Simone as she reminisced, "But Kay was always the strong one between the family. Always doing things by herself and taking her destiny in her own hands," she continued.
Simone looked at Jessica, and replied, "Jessica, you're strong too. Why do you always put yourself down so much?"
They two of them decided to walk around the park since it was a beautiful day. In other words, they wanted a break. Simone and Jessica was walking down the sidewalk, after stopping for some ice cream.
Jessica looked at Simone, sadly. "Because it's true."
Simone narrowed her eyes, and shook her head sharply. "You know it isn't, Jessica," she said as she threw the napkin and spoon that came with the ice cream in a nearby garbage can.
Jessica laughed sarcastically, not believing that they never notice. 'Well, they never notice.' she thought sadly, 'Now I know how Kay feels.'
"Simone, please. Save it for my sister. Besides, everyone knows in Harmony that I'm just Kay Bennett's little sister. Always tagging along with whatever she does." Jessica snapped back.
"Jessica, you know everyone cares about you. To me, your not Kay's little sister."
"Oh great, now I'm supposed to cry? Because for most of my life, I have been in Kay's shadow! Always second best. Even to Noah, my own brother! Even he likes Kay more than me! And face it, compared to Kay, I'm the little sidekick." Jessica said angrily.
Simone was suprised at the suddenness of the outburst, but not suprised that she Jessica had it. She knew that Jessica was always jealous of Kay. It was easy to see. Raising an eyebrow at the sidekick comment, she attempted some humor. "I thought I was the sidekick?" she said jokingly.
Jessica silently fumed, mad at herself for even talking like that. 'My sister is in trouble and I'm here going on and on about me!' She looked at Simone, mumbled a sorry, and walked along.
Sighing, Simone followed her, figuring she just needed time to cool off. 'Great, just great.' Simone thought as she looked at Jessica's retreating form. 'What I really need. More problems.'
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Streets of Harmony
When : 12:06 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
Kay loved to be the center of attention. It was always what she craved for. But again, it was more of being accepted for the way she is. Jealousy was always her weakest point and jealousy was what she wanted from everyone. She loved for everyone to be jealous of her, even though sometimes no one seems to notice or care. However, jealousy was a deadly emotion. A very deadly emotion that could kill someone. Rather kill the one who felt threatened.
That was why she felt so great. Happy that something else was keeping her busy, and proud of the looks she was getting from the girls as she was walking side by side with Reese. Kay took a small peek at Reese, admiring her handy work. The make over shopping spree made her feel better about herself; that she was finally helping someone without a hidden agenda.
'Well, it is more for me anyway,' she thought gleefully to herself, 'I needed to make up for what I did to him.' As she looked at Reese, decked out in a baby blue ribbed shirt that accented his eyes, khaki's that definitely showed what his momma gave to him, and hair that was falling all over his face, it was a wonder she didn't pick up on this sooner.
'Very good babe quality. Not as good as Migu-' she stopped in mid-thought, frowning. Everything went back to him and even if Reese looked tempting, he wasn't for her. It didn't feel right as it did with him. But she wished it wasn't; she wished that she could look at Miguel and feel nothing as he did her. She wished that she could forget about him, and concentrated what the future held for her.
Reese looked nervous, suprised at the looks most of the girls were giving him. This was a first for him, and it felt good. But he felt as if he was on display; as if the world suddenly liked him and wanted him to be displayed for everyone to see. It was unnerving, but it felt nice. He was accepted.
'I'm accepted. But for what I look like,' Reese thought. He raised an eyebrow, not really caring if he was accepted for his 'new' looks. It just felt good that he finally was accepted. 'Who the hell cares if it's just material?' he thought again, with a smile. He looked down at Kay who was also in deep thought. He knew who was occupying her thoughts, and it couldn't be him.
"Kay, you're thinking about Miguel again." Reese said softly. Even though he was over her, sort of, he was glad to be her support. He understood why Miguel was always trying to protect her, before Charity anyway. Even though it looked like she could handle everything on her own, she couldn't. Kay bottled everything, and only a few selected people could ever reach her.
She looked abruptly at Reese, still in her 'depressed' frame of mind. "What else is new?" she said shrugging. "I wish I had a button for me to stop thinking about him, but I don't."
She walked ahead quickening her pace, not really wanting for Reese to see her tearing up. 'Don't I wish I had a button. Maybe this would be so much easier. Maybe my life would be so much easier.' she thought sadly.
Reese looked at Kay, slightly bewildered in her change of mood. The morning, she looked happy as he had ever seen her. He knew he was a 'project' that distracted her from him, but he was okay about it. He had never seen her more depressed or more ready to give up. So when she turned around, her eyes got that familiar spark that was always missing nowadays. That's why he let her do this to him and for once he was glad.
Going from store to store, spending most of his money his savings account, which was unusually high for a teenager, was fun. He never liked shopping, but with Kay, she made it more interesting. 'She usually makes everything more interesting. Not really easier, but interesting,' he mused. There was never a dull moment with her and she was always more inhibited when she thought no one was looking. Reese always liked that about her; it was one of the things that he wished he could be. With this new look, who knew?
Bringing his mind back to the current present, he quickly did an easy jog, catching up to the long-legged Kay. He didn't notice the distance and was slightly winded by the time he reached her.
"Kay," he breathed, as he stepped in front of her, blocking her path. She tried to move around him, but he blocked each path. Sighing, she quickly blinked back the tears.
"Reese, if you could get out of my way, I would be the most happiest girl." Kay said sarcastically. She waited, since he always obeyed her wishes, but it seemed who couldn't do that. Frustrated, she tried to push past Reese, but who was stronger than her, he blocked her way out. She shot him a hateful glance, but agreed to his silent wish.
He shook his head no, and replied, "Not until I say what needs to be said."
Kay's face changed from hateful to slightly perplexed.
"What needs to be said, Reese?"
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Harmony Park
When : 12:37 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
They walked hand in hand, relishing the peace and trying to ignore the tension. She held the picnic basket that she had packed earlier, and he held the blanket. The silence was deafening, no longer comfortable as it should have been. She peered over him, trying to find something funny to say. 'We need a laugh,' she thought sadly. But finding nothing that would interest them, she turned facing forward.
Miguel felt trapped. He never did like that feeling. It was one he always avoided and somehow he managed until now. It wasn't as if he didn't care for her, he did, but he felt trapped. 'Like a mouse in a maze with no way out,' he silently thought to himself. Miguel didn't feel free; like he had to keep this image of himself otherwise he would disappoint someone. He was an easy going guy, yes, but he doesn't like to be conformed into something that he isn't. The something that people would like to see.
Charity, was a girl that he had thought accepted himself for him. He got a different point of view from her; seeing the world with rose-tinted glasses, finding the good things life could bring. Miguel was happy he could see it through her, but he wanted more than that. He needed a partner who would argue with him, to tell him when he was wrong or right, and to accept him for what he was. Not was just apart of him, and Charity couldn't get that. She saw him with her rose-tinted outlook that she had, and didn't want to find out the rest.
He turned to look around, noticing that this would be the best spot, and put his thoughts for rest. 'For now anyway,' he thought.
"Charity, I think we're here." he said, turning to her with a smile.
Startled, it took half a second to get herself together, but she returned his smile, shakingly. Looking around, she nodded her head in approvement, "Yeah Miguel, this part of the park is so pretty. I've always liked to eat by the pond," she said, unsure of herself now.
He nodded and placed the blanket a few feet away from the pond. She placed the picnic basket on it, and proceeded to take the food and utensils out. Miguel stretched and looked at Charity who was happily making her idea of the 'perfect' picnic.
Wanting to move away as soon as possible, he asked, "Charity, would you mind if I walk around for a minute?"
She looked up at him, alarmed. 'No! I want you to stay with me, but I have to make things go as smooth as possible.'
"Sure, and by the time you're done, we'll be able to start eating before Aunt Grace and Uncle Sam come home," Charity said cheerily.
Miguel just simply nodded and went on his way.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Harmony Park
When : 12:39 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
"I can't believe I lost Mom's bracelet!" Simone cried as she crouched down, hands and knees, looking through the grass, "She's gonna kill me!"
Jessica was also in the same position as Simone, looking for the fallen bracelet. "Can't you get another one or something? Our parents are gonna come home soon," she asked.
Simone looked at Jessica incredulously. "Jessica, I didn't ASK Mom, which means not only would I be roasted and pay for the thing, I'd have to sit and hear the, 'Borrowing' lecture! Besides, I spent all my money in Boston! I can't replace it even if I could!" Simone wailed.
"Okay, okay, calm down Simone. We'll just have to be late and look for it." Jessica said, trying to soothe Simone, "Just breathe in and out."
Simone did as she was instructed, trying to maintain a steady air flow. Once she got herself under control, she looked at Jessica with an apology etched in her face.
"I'm sorry Jess. It's just that lately, my Mom seems to be more disappointed in me than ever, and I just want her to be proud of me for once, instead of Whitney," she said resigned.
Jessica shook her head, and stooped at her hind's legs, finally understanding. "Like Kay does?" she asked, almost as if she was in another world.
Simone stopped momentarily her groping of the grass studying Jessica again. "Yeah, sort of like that," with more vigor, she continued to scour the grass, trying to ignore the all too familiar pangs.
Jessica, not noticing Simone obvious discomfort, went on, "I guess it was always like that..." she paused, weighing if she should continue or not. 'Might as well get it all in the open.'
"Remember when I was telling you about the monkey bars and how Kay was always stronger?" Simone nodded, half listening, and half still looking for the bracelet. It wasn't as if she didn't want to hear Jessica, but happier memories always made her cry. Especially times like this.
"Well, the whole story is that I was afraid of heights. I still am, but boy from the age of five, the monkey bars and the ground seemed to have a big distance between them. But Kay.... she just climbed on the monkey bars without a second thought. You should have heard Dad. He was looked and sounded so proud of her. You know what he said? He said, that's my strong girl!" Jessica said as she vividly remembers the day. She shakes out of it, and starts to kneel down again, to help Simone.
"Maybe it was because I was so pitiful, or so hurt, but Kay noticed it. She was like, "Hey Jess, you can do this!" I think that was the only positive thing that we had said to each other for most of our lives. Me to her. I didn't go up on the monkey bars, I wasn't ready. But Kay was always the one. Ready, willing, able, and could do anything she wanted too. While I was never ready," she finished with a detached air.
Laughing, she stopped what she was doing and looked around. "I'm jealous of my own sister! And she's ready to go to mental house! Isn't it funny? Isn't it IRONY?" Jessica's tone became bitter as her voice became louder, "Kay, the one who was so damned determined to get her own cousin Charity in the nut house, and now she ends up in one herself! Is that the way life works, Simone? When you think it can't get any *worse*, it just does."
By this time, Simone stopped her search for the bracelet, not daring to look at Jessica. Closing her eyes, she tried to find the words to soothe Jessica, but she couldn't even find the words to soothe herself. Noticing the empty silence, Jessica rages on.
"And the worst part of this whole messed up soap opera is that Kay actually deserved better. At least better from me. *I* couldn't give her that. Of all the people in the world, the strong one herself, crumbl-"
"Stop! Just STOP Jessica, okay?" Simone yelled, wanting to end her tirade as her sanity was at it lasts strands. Standing up she squared her stance, she finally let it out. Jessica looked at her questioning, stood up also.
"Kay is gonna be all right. Don't you DARE say she isn't, because she will. Just because things look like crap doesn't mean that it can't be helped. Kay is strong, she will NOT crumble, and no one can tell me any different." Simone said quietly, but vehemently. Her eyes, no longer unsure, but with sudden purpose.
"She might have depression, she might be on medication, but she is still our friend and our sister. And I sure as hell won't let her go without a fight. Quit whining Jessica, and start growing up. You may have issues, but Kay is the one with the problems."
Jessica's cheeks were turning to a flaming red, but she kept quiet. Most likely because Simone was right, but mostly because of her anger at herself. Kay was a good sister. 'Well, she can be,' she conceded, 'like I can'. She opened her mouth to apologize, but was beat to the punch. Both Simone and Jessica stiffened as they heard the voice. The voice that could make the situation better, and could make it a hell of a lot worse.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Streets of Harmony
When : 12:08 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
He hesitated.
Here he was. Reese Durke, in front of the girl of his literal past dreams.
Here he was giving her advice about his best friend that she happened to be in love with.
Here he was, ready to help her to get her guy.
Here he was, ready to break his best friend's relationship to a sweet girl who had done nothing wrong.
Here he was, letting go; cutting the strings off his crush.
He should have been hurting, he should feel bad about cheering for her, but somehow he didn't.
Always, in the back of his mind, he knew that Kay and Miguel, would always be Kay and Miguel. Reese, being the one with the huge crush on Kay, ignored it and the obvious love and respect they had in their eyes when they looked at each other. Especially when Charity came to town and Miguel looked happy to be with her. Reese thought that he just might have a chance with Kay; that she would give up and leave Miguel and Charity alone.
It was foolish to think that Kay would give up on Miguel.
Which suprised him when she came to the door, pouring her heart to him, literally stating that she was tired of pining after a guy who doesn't even know she's alive.
Kay was giving up on Miguel.
His dream came true.
But now, he was pushing her back to the 'other' guy, who happens to be their best friend, who happens to have a girlfriend, that happened to be Kay's cousin.
A very twisted love triangle. Well, love rectangle if you counted him in.
He had the chance to get the girl; to finally get the story line, but deep down, Reese felt as if he was kidding himself.
Kay and Miguel would always be Kay and Miguel.
Who was he to stop it?
Kay looked at him, waiting for him to say something. Each second hat past, she appeared more agitated than the last. Taking a deep breath, he couldn't believe he was going to say it. Throwing away his chance with her. But he wanted her to be happy and he wanted Miguel to be happy.
With each other.
Reese winced, but in his heart he knew he was right.
He had to do it. It was the right thing to do.
"Don't do it Kay," Reese said, biting his lip. Kay looked at him, waiting for him to continue. Sighing, he did.
"Don't give up on Miguel. And I just can't believe I said that...."
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Harmony Park
When : 12:39 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
He heard everything.
No one, in the distance he had been walking, couldn't have heard it. Grasping the bracelet so tightly that his hands turned to an ashen white, he shut his eyes.
Damn, he was blind.
"Kay is gonna be all right....."
She's always has been.
'As if life can't get any worse,' he thought to himself. Not only was his lack of a love life nearing it's end, only staying because of guilt, he had a best friend who was....
He couldn't even think it.
"She might have depression...."
No. It can't be possible.
His grip on the bracelet became tighter and tighter, piercing his skin. But he didn't feel the blood trickling from his hand. All he could feel was the pain inside. It was the pain that was always the strongest; it was the pain he hoped he would never encounter.
"Kay is strong, she will NOT crumble...."
She can't.
He closed his eyes as Simone's words feel over him; he didn't listen, he felt.
Everything just seemed to focus.
What he saw, he didn't like.
Kay seemed to be a much different person than what he has known. More unhappy, more bitter. He had notice it, but just brushed it off; Kay could handle herself, he always thought. But he never thought he would forget her. She was always there; waiting to help him when he needed it. But he did.
He forgot about Kay.
He neglected his own best friend; the one person who was always there.
'I promise that Kay could count on me for anything, while I'm still alive. I'll always will be there,'
He promise her. He promised himself.
He never did feel as bad as he did that moment. Because, even though he has been through rougher moments, he could say that it wasn't his fault. But this, this was his fault. It was his fault it even went this far without him noticing.
"No," he whispered harshly. Why was everything falling apart at the seems?
He promised himself never to forget her. He promised that he would always be there. He broke those promises right in half.
The same promises that he would put back together. For himself.
For her.
"She won't. Not with me here," he said with a firm resolve and an attitude to boot. He threw the bracelet to Simone and stepped out of the shadows, never looking more serious.
Miguel, Kay's best friend, was back.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Bennett's
When : 7:27 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000 [speeding up time]
Laughter wafted back and forth as the Bennett's/Russell's welcome barbecue went underway in the Bennett's back yard. Smells of charred chicken and beef perfumed the air as the sunset's magical colors of purple, red, and orange gave the world its color. Party lanterns were strewn everywhere, adding extra light to the soon to be night area. To the handy works of Charity, Jessica, Simone, and Kay, benches were placed strategically around the back yard and votive candles warned off any foreign insects that happened to be about.
Grace, Sam, TC, and Eve were happily chatting away, glad to be home. The teens were scattered about, with the exception of Kay and Reese. Kay helped earlier, but she left as soon as her parents arrived. Jessica and Simone were in the kitchen, making the refreshments while Miguel and Charity were outside.
Charity looked at Miguel, slightly angry at him and saddened at the same time too. He was oblivious to her stares for he was searching around the room for something; most likely someone. Charity thought back at the failed picnic when he came back from his walk, which took quite awhile. Miguel canceled the picnic saying that he had something important to do. Charity would have complied easily, if he had told her what it is. Miguel's eyes clouded, and he cryptically replied he couldn't tell her yet.
'He promised that there wouldn't be any secrets,' Charity thought angrily. She told him too, and yet he still replied he couldn't. He would when he was able to, he pleaded. Two days ago, she would have accepted it, but after today, it made her more suspicious about Miguel.
Charity felt as if she was in a tight space; on one hand, if she continued to ask Miguel, he would tell her. On the other hand, their relationship was already on shaky ground. One straw could break the camel's back. As she didn't want to lose Miguel, she decided to keep quiet about it.
But it didn't make her any less happy about it.
Noticing her stares didn't have any effect on Miguel, she sighed.
"Miguel, I'm going to talk to-"
"Yeah, sure fine Charity," he said interrupting her distractedly. Biting back a cry, she smiled and replied, "I won't be long." Noticing that he didn't care, she left Miguel.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Bennett's - Kitchen
When : 7:28 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
"Simone, I don't like Miguel's plans for Project: Save Kay. Depending on him to help Kay, isn't a good idea. I mean, he is the one who is the source of this whole probl-"
"Yes, you know that, I know that. But does Miguel know that? No. He doesn't know that Kay is in love with him." Simone tiredly replied. In addition to setting up the barbecue, she also had to deal with the pains of this afternoon. Miguel was in top defend Kay mode and he stubbornly wouldn't listen to reason, i.e., Simone. She thought back this afternoon, shaking her head.
There was a long silence as the three teens stood, faced with something in common. Guilt was the central theme, but so was hope. Miguel broke the silence, wanting to help Kay as soon as possible.
"I know I haven't been much of a friend to Kay this past year, and I might be partly to blame-" he conceded.
'You don't know the half of it,' both Simone and Jessica thought.
"-but I am her best friend. And I think I know how we can help her." Miguel finished. Simone hesitated, she didn't want things to get messier than it was now. Miguel knows, which means Miguel would be involved whether she liked it or not. Even if he had ignored her, he would always be there for Kay. Simone got that; she didn't like it. No, Miguel is the main source of the problem and he could make it a lot worse.
'But he could make it better,' a voice in Simone said.
And he could make it a hell of a lot worse. It was risky; if Kay revealed that she loved Miguel and Miguel, who was totally in love with Charity, lets her down, who knows what she would do?
Faced with these thoughts, Simone became doubtful. "I don't know Miguel. Kay might not like you suddenly reappearing after all this time. She's smart; she'll figure out why you're doing this."
"I know that. To a point it is true, but I still care about her like it or not." Miguel argued back. There was no way in hell he'd leave Kay alone until she got better.
'Not,' Jessica thought. She too believed that Miguel was a wild card. He could help her sister, or he could drive her to the edge. Literally. But in fairness, Miguel didn't know that Kay was in love with him. Which is why it would be a death wish if he rose her hopes and just let her down. Besides the fact Kay would get suspicious by the sudden 'love' that was thrown to her.
"Miguel, I know you care about Kay, but suddenly being apart of her life, would make her a tad bit wary. I don't think it's a good idea." Jessica said, voicing her thoughts. Simone nodded, agreeing while fingering the bracelet.
"Look, I know that. Don't you think I do? Don't you think I realize that? But Kay is important to me, and I'll be damned if I just sat there and watched, knowing!" Miguel angrily shouted, scaring off the flock of ducks that had settled there.
"God," his fingers ran through his hair, roughly, "It doesn't give me much pride when I say that I actually ignored the one thing in my life that has always been there. The one thing that has been there for everything. Is it so hard to believe that I'd like to make up for it?!" Each word and syllable raised a decibel as Miguel lashed out at Simone and Jessica. Simone was suprised as was Jessica who never knew that kindhearted Miguel actually could yell.
Suprises never cease.
"If someone asked me, what was the one thing I could count on, I would automatically think Kay. I've always believed that she would say the same thing about me. Now, I'd be surprised if she did. I don't like that; I don't like not being the first thing she says she could count on. I want to be the one stable thing she has!"
"It sounds selfish yes, but it hurts to think that I didn't do anything to help Kay. That's why I need to help now. Whether you like it or not, I will help Kay because she is my friend. I may not seem like it, but I am. And it'd take a lot for me to go back on that." Miguel finished it with such vehemence that the flock of ducks that were resting in the pond, flew away frightened. Miguel turned to stare at the water, not caring whether not Simone and Jessica would help him. He would do it on his own if need be.
The water was rippled from the sudden breeze that passed its way through. It waved back and forth, making rough edges through out the pond. Soon, it would go back to its tranquil state; untouched as if nothing ever touched it. 'God, please let it work out like this. Please, let our friendship be like it was again,' he silently pleaded, lost in thought.
Simone and Jessica didn't like this one bit. If they could, they would wish that Miguel never heard of this. He could make this situation better and make it so much worse. It could go either way; if Miguel rose her hopes up and breaks her heart, it could be the last and final straw. But if he could help her..... Even so, he said he didn't care if he had their help or not. Which meant that if they went against him, who knew what he'd do? At least if they were with him, they could play back up.
"Jessica, we have to follow Miguel. You and I know that he'll just do what he thinks is best for Kay. Which he thinks is him." Simone whispered as Miguel stared at the water. Jessica frowned, not liking it one bit.
"I wish Miguel hadn't heard about Kay."
"But he did," Simone whispered with annoyance, "And what we can do is follow along. Work as a team, somehow. We'll get Kay better."
Jessica looked down on the ground, contemplating. She knew this was a mistake. This Miguel finding out, didn't sit well with her. But on the other hand, Miguel is her best friend. He could make her better and it would be helpful if they could get an idea of what Miguel was thinking. They didn't think of anything that would actually work.
Miguel was their only hope.
And Jessica didn't like it one bit. But....
"Okay, Simone. I don't like it, but Miguel knows. We might as well join him."
With one final nod, they turn to Miguel. "Miguel, we're with you," said Simone, "Just know that this is a *team* effort, okay? She's our friend and sister too."
He nodded, understanding. "Okay. But we'll do this on my terms...."
Simone didn't like that since she, was after all, Kay's best friend. But there was nothing she could do about it. "Jessica, we can't stop Miguel. But maybe this is what Kay needs. We'll just see how it goes."
"No, we shouldn't. I can't help but think that if Miguel just reappears and then just vanished that it would break Kay. I don't want to take the chance on her." Jessica huffed stubbornly.
"Maybe so, Jess, but what can we do? We can't actually protect Kay from Miguel. We just see how it goes. That's all we can do right now. Besides, we don't have anything better, do we?" Simone asked as she finished pouring the punch.
"Well, I still don't like it," Jessica grumbled.
"No one said you had to."
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Bennett's - Living Room
When : 7:30 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
"Oh come on Reese! You know you look good, I don't see why you could be nervous."
"Because everyone hasn't seen me like *this*. I'm allowed to feel nervous for their reactions." Reese quipped as Kay dragged him into the Bennett home.
"Don't be such a baby, Reese. It's not as if you're facing the firing squad." Kay said happily. Although Reese didn't make her forget, she admired how much he tried. The way he had spoke to her about Miguel, made her believe, for one moment, that she just might have a chance with Miguel. Then reality sunk in. The light in her eyes dimmed a bit, as she thought about Miguel; the one thing that could make her mope this much. Reese, noticing this, pulled her into a hug.
"Kay, remember what I said about Miguel. You shouldn't give up so easily." Reese said sighing. Not that he minded helping out a friend, it was just tiring to see Kay so down. She was a feisty person; never lost the light in her eyes. Reese didn't know what he could do to help her, but he was trying. Kay bursted out of the embrace, suddenly angry.
"But I didn't. Damn it Reese, I've tried *everything* and I mean EVERYTHING. If Miguel ever had feelings for me, wouldn't it show by now? I can't keep on going like this. I just don't have it anymore."
"Oh no you don't. Don't tell me I wasted my breath persuading you not to give up your quest for Miguel. I thought that you decided that you wouldn't!" Reese asked exasperated.
"Well, I changed my mind. It's not worth the hurt, okay? Putting my heart on the line for my best friend who is head over heels in love with my cousin isn't the best thing to do, is it?" She folded her arms and walked across the threshold.
'What is this? A bad episode of Dawson's Creek?' Reese thought sarcastically at Kay.
"You can't just simply give up on the power of love. Sounds corny, I know but it's the truth."
She rolled her eyes and faced Reese. "Yes, you're right; it is corny."
"Do you remember anything that I said?" Reese asked, ignoring the last barb.
Sighing, Kay nodded. Oh yes, she did remember. It was the only words of encouragement she has ever gotten with her quest for Miguel.
"....And I can't believe I said that."
Kay didn't say anything. She didn't believe it herself. Kay always thought that with Miguel out of the running, he would be elated. Added to the fact that Kay had a good time with him today and she was pretty sure he did too, it was a wonder that those words went past his lips.
"But Kay, you and I both know you will never get over Miguel. Moving on to me, would add more complication than necessary." Reese continued at the suprised look on her face, "Yes, Kay I know I could have easily gotten a date with you being like this, but we all know it wouldn't last long."
Kay was shocked at the last statement. This meant that he given up the opportunity to go on a date with her and even becoming her 'boyfriend'. For most of her life, Reese has always had a crush on her. She expected him to say how high when she said jump. It was as if she was stepping into the twilight zone.
"Giving up on Miguel for you Kay, is giving up breathing. You two are the closest people I have ever seen. Charity will never compare to you because you Kay, have history with Miguel. That's why I'm not kissing you now. Because I know you'd compare it to Miguel and I think I deserve bit more than that."
"But now that Charity is in his life, I'm just a memory to him, Reese." Kay was tired of this conversation already. 'It's ironic. People were telling me to give up on Miguel and when I do, I'm told to have faith,' she bitterly thought, 'Have faith that you will never get him, you mean.'
~*~ I can read your mind and I know your story
~*~ I see what you're going through
"And even memories haunt people Kay! Some people don't even move on BECAUSE of a memory! A memory of you would surely overcome Charity, flesh and blood." Reese continued.
"So what? So what if Miguel suddenly sees me as more than a best friend?!? By then it'd be too late, Reese. I've already given up." She turned away from Reese, not really wanting to see his face that moment.
~*~ It's an uphill climb, and I'm feeling sorry
~*~ But I know it will come to you
"Kay, if I know one thing, I know this. You will *never* give up on Miguel. You may say it, you may think it, but you don't feel it. Remember, even though I don't know you for as long as Miguel, I have watched you. Being a quitter isn't you; and to tell you the truth, I don't believe one word of it."
Reese stepped out of the line on that one and he knew it. Kay's face scrunched up as she couldn't believe that he was actually telling *her* what she thought and felt. Never mind the fact that it was true. She whipped around with an angry scowl on her face.
"What the hell gives you the right to say what I'm feeling?!? What I KNOW? You don't know shit about me Reese." Kay spat out angrily, "You don't know ME."
Looking squarely in her eye, he retorted, "I might not know you, but I know how you act. You Kay, is not a quitter. Which suprises me. I don't believe for one-second that you have ever stopped loving Miguel. You never will and you know he will never stop loving you."
"I don't believe in that anymore Reese. I just don't, okay? Mig-" she stopped and restarted, "Love will never come to me. It's just not possible."
~*~ Don't surrender 'cause you can win
Reese felt a light of hope race through him. 'Maybe there is hope for Kay and Miguel.' "You don't sound as sure of yourself Kay. You're cracking."
"I'm not cracking!" Kay yelled stubbornly.
She was cracking.
~*~ In this thing called love
Reese decided to approach it from a different angle since this one was obviously not working. Kay seemed to get more irritated by the moment. "Okay fine. Whatever you say."
Kay looked at him suspiciously, knowing it could not be that easy. "That's the best thing you said so far."
"But-"
"I knew it was too good to be true." Kay mumbled, at the sudden 'but'.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Doesn't mean I'll answer it. Go ahead, don't let me stop you." Kay waved at him to continue. 'Might as well have it all out.'
"Do you want Miguel?" Reese asked, "And tell the honest truth, Kay," he quickly added as she opened her mouth ready to deny.
Kay looked at Reese contemplating her answer. On one hand, she could lie and have this unwanted conversation over and done with, and on the other she had promised that she would start new. Which meant no lying or manipulations. 'This sucks.' she fumed. She didn't want to go back on her promise, but she also didn't want to answer the question; truthfully.
Which made her think; did she want Miguel?
~*~ When you want it the most there's no easy way out
~*~ When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
"No, I don't want Miguel, Reese." Kay answered after a moment of debate. Reese knew she was telling the truth. He could see it in her eyes. It suprised him because he was so sur-
"I need him." Kay whispered hurtfully. She always considered herself to be an independent girl; she needed no one but herself. It was sort of a sucker punch with the realization. Needing Miguel was different from wanting him. A whole other level which she dared not to think about. Suddenly, she was pissed. She was really pissed. Kay just finally ready to throw in the towel, and here comes Reese, dragging it out again.
~*~ Don't give up on your faith
~*~ Love comes to those who believe it
~*~ And that's the way it is
'Finally! Some progress!' Reese silently cheered. Now they were *finally* getting somewhere.' Reese thought with excitement.
"So you admit it? Are you still in love with Miguel?" he asked, knowing what the answer would be.
"No. I am NOT in love with Miguel." Kay said firmly. She wasn't going to budge on that. No way in hell.
"You can't just turn your feelings over Miguel just like that," he snapped his fingers for the effect, "It's impossible. Stop lying to yourself and to me Kay."
Taken aback, she crossed her arms defensively. "I'm not lying to anyone, Reese. I can't be in love with Miguel."
"You said can't. Not that you didn't," he pointed out.
"You know what I meant Reese! This conversation is over. I'm tired of talking about Miguel, okay? So leave it alone."
~*~ When you question me for a simple answer
~*~ I don't know what to say, no
Reese raised his eyebrows; it was obvious he hit the mark. He was certain that all Kay said about her giving up Miguel was pure bull that she somehow convinced is true. Deciding to leave well enough, alone, he amended.
"I'll leave it alone for now Kay; but you can never leave this alone. It will always find it's way back to you...."
~*~ But it's plain to see, if you stick together
~*~ You're gonna find a way, yeah
Shaking her head out the thoughts, she smirked at Reese. "You wasted your breath Reese. You really did. There is no way in hell I will go and pine for Miguel. You can't make me do that. So don't start okay?"
"I'm not starting anything, Kay. Just merely stating what I think."
"Yes, but what you think is that I'm still in love with Miguel and that's not true."
"Is it? You, Kay Bennett are in love with Miguel Lopez Fitzgerald."
~*~ So don't surrender 'cause you can win
~*~ In this thing called love
"And you, Reese Durke don't know what the hell love means." Kay broke out flippantly.
"You do?" Reese asked smirking.
"I never said that. But how do you know what love is? And what it feels like?" she asked rolling her eyes.
"I don't know how it feels to love or to be loved back, but I know it when I see it."
Laughing, she looked at Reese as if he grew a third head. "Oh wise one, who knows everything about 'love'," she said the word bitterly and sarcastically, "Enlighten me please. I need to be reminded again about the fight for love."
To her amazement, Reese actually took a moment to gather his thoughts. Kay patiently waited for his response, really wanting to know what he thought about love. Finally, Reese seemed to settle on something.
"Love isn't something that is freely given," Reese began, "You have to fight for it sometimes, Kay. Even when everything looks like crap. Even when the odds are against you; love has a way of suprising everyone. It just shows up on you when you least expect it."
~*~ When you want it the most there's no easy way out
~*~ When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
"You mean I have to fight for Miguel? AGAIN?" Kay asked with resentment, "Reese, there is no fight when I'm not even an obstacle, let alone an opponent. Miguel has never noticed me and he never will, so where the heck is this fight? No fights can be one sided," she ended with a sigh.
"Not unless you tell Miguel how you feel, Kay." he argued right back.
~*~ Don't give up on your faith
~*~ Love comes to those who believe it
'It's official. Reese has lost his mind.' She was absolutely shocked, she couldn't even say a steady stream of words. "You mean tell Miguel that I love him? As in more than a friend? Reese, I thought you were smart! God, where the hell did that logic come from?"
Reese nodded. It sounded good to him.
"Okay, we need you to be committed," she said as she shook her head.
"What is so wrong anyway telling Miguel that you love him? It won't be the end of the world."
~*~ And that's the way it is
"What's WRONG?!? You ask me what's WRONG for me to tell Miguel that I am in love with him?" Kay almost shouted. To her chagrined, Reese started to smile. Then she realized her blunder.
"Told ya so," was all he said as she sat down on the couch with her head in her hands mumbling, 'I don't believe it.'
He finally got her to admit that she is still in love with Miguel. She was tired of it. She was really tired of it. But deep inside, she was happy that someone actually made her realize that giving up on Miguel now, would be quitting. Still, she was tired. 'If he doesn't love me, if he doesn't notice me, then why the hell can't I give up hope?'
"Reese, okay. Fine. I'm still in love with Miguel. But why should I hope for something that will never happen in a million years? You heard it yourself; Miguel sees me as his buddy. Why should I think any different?" She rubbed her head at the headache that was growing.
~*~ When life is empty with no tomorrow
"Because Kay, if you give up love, you will lead an empty life full of bitter resentment at yourself for not taking the chance and see for yourself if you had a chance with Miguel."
~*~ And loneliness starts to call
"Not as if I'm not living it now. I don't mind it if I could live it for the rest of my life," she shrugged off.
"Kay, you may not be a people person, but I know you don't like to be alone. I bet that's your biggest fear, right?"
He hit the mark. For she looked shell shocked. It was shocking that Reese could be so ... perceptive. But he was.
He continued on, seeing the look on Kay's face proved it, "Then fight it. Love always wins out in the end, it's a known fact," Reese stated.
~*~ Baby, don't worry, forget your sorrow
"That doesn't mean that I'll win, does it?" Kay asked sadly.
"Doesn't mean you'll lose."
~*~ 'Cause love's gonna conquer it all, all
Kay sighed. She was fighting a losing battle; again. Looking towards the heavens, she gave in. "All right Reese. You convinced me. I won't give up on Miguel. But I won't try to fight either."
~*~ When you want it the most there's no easy way out
~*~ When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
He surrender wasn't exactly what he was expecting, but it was enough. Nodding, "Good. Now let's go join the party. I've accomplished my task." Reese started to move as Kay got up.
~*~ Don't give up on your faith
~*~ Love comes to those who believe it
~*~ And that's the way it is
"You mean that's it? You won't push it anymore? Why not?" Kay's questions came right after the other. She was so sure that he would continue this.
"Sometimes, compromising is better than winning," Reese said as a matter of fact.
Confused Kay asked, "Elaborate please."
"When you compromise, both parties come to an understanding. Which I believe is better than one person winning and the other losing."
She didn't believe it. Nodding, she walked to him. "Okay, yeah well. Whatever you say Reese. Anyway, you know you'll be a hit at the party. Everyone will be so suprised at my handy work." The change of topic was a sigh of relief. It's always better to ignore your problems as long as possible, and Kay was doing just that.
Reese shrugged. "I wouldn't be so sure. I mean will they still recognize me?
"There's only one way to find out," she said as she shoved Reese into the kitchen.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Bennett's
When : 7:37 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
Miguel stared at the watch he was wearing. 'Kay should be here by now,' he thought anxiously. He was starting to get worried. What if she decided to runaway? What if she decided that she wanted nothing to do with him and she was avoiding him?
What if she decided that she didn't want to live?
His last thought put him on edge. Miguel couldn't imagine his life without Kay. And he didn't even want to think about the possibility.
"Come on Kay. Where are you?" he whispered frantically. He would never forgive himself if something happened to her. He wouldn't look in the mirror without being disgusted at himself. Jessica and Simone told him that she would be here around seven; that's what Kay told them.
He mildly noticed that Charity wasn't fond of him either; she'll understand when he told her. The important priority to him at the moment to get Kay back.
"Miguel, did you see Kay yet?" Simone asked him worriedly, "She should have been here by now." She had been running back and forth from the kitchen as was Jessica who was currently talking to Grace and Sam.
"No, are you sure she said seven Simone?"
Simone nodded, "Yes, Miguel. Maybe she's just running late. How about you? Is everything ready?"
"Yeah, all we need is Kay...."
Simone suddenly smiled. 'Time to put Project: Save Kay in action.' "Well, you have her now Miguel." She pointed towards the door where Kay was. Miguel followed her finger and found the feisty brunette who was talking to a guy. "She's right there with some guy. He seems so familiar, though."
But Miguel wasn't listening. Kay looked ... different somehow. Maybe it was the remaining light and how it cast an ethereal look on her. Or maybe it was the way she sort of hunched down, not standing up to full height. Or how her brown eyes just seemed more larger, more weaker. But whatever it was, it made Miguel more determined than ever to help Kay.
Where: Harmony, Maine - The Bennett's
When : 7:37 PM Thursday, June 15, 2000
"I hope you'll remember what I said Kay," Reese said as they both stepped outside into the back yard. Kay was scanning the crowd, looking for her friends and hoping Miguel wasn't here. She didn't want to face him tonight.
"Yes, Reese I'll remember. Stop nagging me about it, okay?" Kay responded now looking at the beautiful final glimpse of the sun as day turned into night. Reese, however was looking for Miguel. When he spotted him talking to Simone, he looked down at Kay, who seemed to not know where he was, gazing at the sunset.
"Kay, promise me you'll talk to Miguel tonight. You don't need to say you love him; just make the attempt." Reese pleaded with her. He wanted her to promise him, before she got wind of Miguel.
"Isn't it beautiful Reese?" ignoring what he was saying for now, "Sometimes, I think that life is worth the hurt and pain to see a sunset. Other times, I would give it up in a heart beat just not to feel anything. It's funny sometimes how you can hate and love life in the same instance. Like I can love and hate Miguel at the same time. I love him because I just do; and I hate him for not seeing what was always there. What *never* left him."
"But tomorrow, I'll wake up and I'll hope and wish and pray that this would be the day he'd notice me. This will be the day when he'll take me in his arms and say that he loves me. But it's not possible and it will never be. I finally realized that and now, just when I'm tired of crying, you just seemed to unburied it all over again." Reese didn't say anything; he felt that Kay wasn't talking to him, rather was talking to herself.
As the last beam of the sun finally set, Kay gave a half smile and as tears started to well up. It was poetic justice somehow. Blinking back, she sighed and turned to Reese with a scowl on her face. "Sure, I'll talk to Miguel *if * he's here," Kay agreed, "I don't think he will be. Charity didn't mention it and Charity mentions *everything* about Miguel."
"Yeah well, you never know Kay," Reese said as Miguel started to make his way over to them. He seemed nervous, but Reese was just glad he was here.
~*~ When you want it the most there's no easy way out
~*~ When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
"Kay, there is never an easy way out. Not in life. And certainly not in love. But the key to beating life isn't just about getting what you want; it's about fighting for it. That's how we lose; if we never try; if we never took the chance necessary to see if we could win."
"Oh great. Reese, the all knowing, has come back to earth." Kay grimaced.
"It's the truth Kay. If we think we will never get what we want, we won't. It's about faith and believing that you can find love."
~*~ Don't give up on your faith
~*~ Love comes to those who believe it
~*~ And that's the way it is
"And that's the way it is? Oh right, of course it is. Hel-lo! Is there a brain in there? This is real life, Reese. Not some scripted novel or TV show!" Kay continued.
"Maybe so, but dreams can happen, Kay. You just have to have faith."
Rolling her eyes, she couldn't believe a guy this smart could be babbling about love and faith. "Yeah right Reese, and Miguel is just a few feet away from me, about to proclaim that he loves me and that he's leaving Charity. It won't happen."
Smiling, "Looks like it will because Miguel is making his way over right now." Kay's eyes widened and her heart nearly stopped. 'This must be some joke.'
"Reese, please don't scare me like that, okay? It's not funny."
Reese became indignant. "I'm not lying! Turn around and see for yourself." Kay slowly turned around and sure enough, Miguel was strolling over with an anxious look etched on his face. Her breath caught and she gulped back, pinching herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
"I can't believe it. I just can't believe it Reese."
"Believe it," was all he said as he started to walk away.
~*~ That's the way it is
~*~ That's the way it is, babe
Kay looked at him frightened. 'Where the hell is he going?!?' "Reese, don't leave me like this! I can't face Miguel now!"
"Hey you promised Kay! No better time than now. Just remember what I said," with that, Reese left Kay alone to face Miguel on her own. Kay, biting her lip looked at Miguel as he finally made eye contact with her.
For both, time stood still as brown eyes searched brown. One was full of fright and amazement. The other was anxious and determined. They didn't hear the noise, the blasting of music from the speakers. They didn't hear the talking of people and laughter that erupted. They didn't see that it was completely dark and the stars where the only light besides the lanterns. They didn't see four different pairs of eyes, studying them as they gazed upon one another. It was as if they were in their own dream world.
For Kay, she couldn't believe it. She just couldn't believe it. If Reese was right... 'But he can't be right!' Kay thought screechingly, 'I can't get my hopes up. I just can't. Miguel is in love with Charity. He is NOT in love with me. He can't be in love with me.' She couldn't however, smash the little light of hope that she had. What if what she said would happen? What if Miguel admitted that he loved her?
What then?
~*~ Don't give up on your faith
For Miguel, he never thought he'd be here, standing like this. He never thought he would encounter this problem; especially with Kay. Self resilient Kay who never depended on anyone. Who always seemed grounded; never dreaming, always doing. Miguel never thought he would stare into her eyes, trying to uncover the secrets she possessed about herself. He never thought he'd feel so many different emotions at once.
Anger; at himself.
Hate; at himself.
Determination; for her.
Caring; for her.
Resentment; for the way their friendship ended. 'No, it's not the end,' trying to squash the thought out of his head, 'It will never end. It can't end.' But what if it did end?
What then?
~*~ Love comes to those who believe it
Then time started again. Each of them came back and everything came rushing to them at once. The people started talking and laughing. The music started to pulse. The stars began to shine and the lanterns were burning.
It was suddenly uncomfortable between Kay and Miguel. Kay looked at anywhere but Miguel. Miguel was staring at the sky. It was quiet; neither one of them saying anything.
"Kay-"
"Miguel-" both started at once. They both gave weak laughs, trying to cover the mounting tension. It became quiet again. 'Come on Kay, get it together,' she scolded herself.
"Miguel, what do you want?" she asked curiously, having the courage to look at his face.
"Some of your time, Kay. That's all I want. I need to talk to you about something." Miguel said.
Kay nodded, 'This is it.' "Sure we can go inside... If you want to."
"Um, not here Kay. I want to talk to you alone." Miguel looked at her pleadingly. 'Come on Kay. Do it for me.' She literally melted right there and kept from jumping up and down. Instead, she opted for a yes.
"Where are we going, Miguel?" she asked as she stepped closer to him.
"Actually Kay, it's a suprise," he said.
Then he hesitated, about to ask the defining question. Nervously, he asked, "Do you trust me?" He held out his hand to her, hoping.
Kay looked at his hand suspiciously. 'He asked me if I trust him? Did he need to ask me *that*? Why does he even need to ask? He should know by now.' As each second passed, Miguel's heart sunk deeper. His hand felt cool as the a gentle breeze came through. He remembered the water and their friendship. 'Say yes. Just say yes, Kay.' Then he got his answer.
A warm hand, slight and smaller than his, made contact. Gently squeezing, Kay said with a soft smile, "With my life Miguel, with my life."
He stared at their hands. Forever bonded, made to fit it seemed. It complimented each other; as if God did it on purpose. Their hands were the symbol of what they were. Forever connected; always Kay and Miguel.
And he smiled.
A true smile.
A smile filled with hope.
A smile filled with friendship.
A genuine smile that went to his eyes.
He never smiled like that for the longest.
He wanted Kay to smile like that again.
He needed Kay to smile like that again.
Swinging their hands, he pulled Kay towards him and said softly, "Come on Kay. Let's go."
And she smiled.
A true smile.