Spoilers: Cows & Effect
Notes: This is my first Caitlin's Way fic so please let me know what ya think.
Disclaimer: I so don't own Caitlin's Way. It belongs to it's creators and everyone else therein.
Dear Journal,
"When's the big date?" that's the question that keeps going through my mind. Why did Griffin have to bring that up? Why?
Eric and I were having a fine time until that. I was helping him out because, sometimes, I feel so bad for him. He doesn't really have anybody in his life. I can identify with that 'cos' I've been there.
I mean sure he has friends. Griffin and Brett. But he doesn't tell them about his problems. He doesn't tell them when he needs help or just someone to listen. He thinks that admitting you need somebody makes you weak.
Sometimes I still feel like that. It's a hard habit to break. But I have Dori, Jim, and yes even Griffin. I have people to lean on. People that make me see that asking for help or somebody to listen is okay. Eric really doesn't.
I, idiot that I am, let Griffins question get to me. I just blew poor Eric off like everybody else in his life. I did that after he had been so nice to me too. He didn't have to clean and dress my cut but he did. He was so nice. And then I go and tell him that I don't want to work with him. Could I have been any ruder?
Luckily for me, Eric let me make it up to him by taking those pictures and making those posters. I really hope that the Mayor takes action quickly. Poor Eric doesn't need any more dead cows. Er...I mean cattle.
What is the difference between cows and cattle anyway? Does it really matter what you call them? I don't think so.
Anyway, so I don't exactly hate Eric anymore. I mean sure sometimes he acts like a real jerk but other times...I don't know it's like he's a different person. A person I actually like.
I think that the reason that Griffins questions bothered me so much is that deep down somewhere, I was kinda wondering the same thing myself.
The freaked me out. Why was I thinking about Eric at all? I was just worried about his cows, yes I said cows, right?
Wrong.
After thinking about Eric all night I've come to the conclusion that I like him. And not just sometimes. I like him all of the time. Which leaves me where?
Confused.
What do I do now? Do I just tell him how I feel? Does he even like me?
Sometimes, sometimes when he looks at me I think that maybe he feels the same way about me. Like when he got my arm out of the barbed wire...I thought that he was gonna kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me.
I think I'm going to tell him. If he doesn't like me then I guess I'll just suck it up and deal.
But if he does like me...I don't care what anyone says.
I hope that he likes me. Actually, I hope that he kisses me. Just don't tell anyone.
Notes: This is my first Caitlin's Way fic so please let me know what ya think.
Disclaimer: I so don't own Caitlin's Way. It belongs to it's creators and everyone else therein.
Dear Journal,
"When's the big date?" that's the question that keeps going through my mind. Why did Griffin have to bring that up? Why?
Eric and I were having a fine time until that. I was helping him out because, sometimes, I feel so bad for him. He doesn't really have anybody in his life. I can identify with that 'cos' I've been there.
I mean sure he has friends. Griffin and Brett. But he doesn't tell them about his problems. He doesn't tell them when he needs help or just someone to listen. He thinks that admitting you need somebody makes you weak.
Sometimes I still feel like that. It's a hard habit to break. But I have Dori, Jim, and yes even Griffin. I have people to lean on. People that make me see that asking for help or somebody to listen is okay. Eric really doesn't.
I, idiot that I am, let Griffins question get to me. I just blew poor Eric off like everybody else in his life. I did that after he had been so nice to me too. He didn't have to clean and dress my cut but he did. He was so nice. And then I go and tell him that I don't want to work with him. Could I have been any ruder?
Luckily for me, Eric let me make it up to him by taking those pictures and making those posters. I really hope that the Mayor takes action quickly. Poor Eric doesn't need any more dead cows. Er...I mean cattle.
What is the difference between cows and cattle anyway? Does it really matter what you call them? I don't think so.
Anyway, so I don't exactly hate Eric anymore. I mean sure sometimes he acts like a real jerk but other times...I don't know it's like he's a different person. A person I actually like.
I think that the reason that Griffins questions bothered me so much is that deep down somewhere, I was kinda wondering the same thing myself.
The freaked me out. Why was I thinking about Eric at all? I was just worried about his cows, yes I said cows, right?
Wrong.
After thinking about Eric all night I've come to the conclusion that I like him. And not just sometimes. I like him all of the time. Which leaves me where?
Confused.
What do I do now? Do I just tell him how I feel? Does he even like me?
Sometimes, sometimes when he looks at me I think that maybe he feels the same way about me. Like when he got my arm out of the barbed wire...I thought that he was gonna kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me.
I think I'm going to tell him. If he doesn't like me then I guess I'll just suck it up and deal.
But if he does like me...I don't care what anyone says.
I hope that he likes me. Actually, I hope that he kisses me. Just don't tell anyone.