Amber - Get Ready

Amber - Get Ready

Jen sat at the foot of her double bed, flicking through the TV channels looking for something to watch. Drue sat curled up in a blanket below her. He hadn't spoke since leaving the Yacht Club. He had had another run in with his mum when they were leaving. She had told him he wasn't leaving. He told her to fuck off and that he had had enough of her yelling at him all day. Jen began to feel sorry for him. She had no idea Drue's home life was so hard. She turned the TV off and climbed off her bed. She sat down beside Drue on the floor. She leaned back and rested her head on the back of her bed.
"Wanna talk about it?" She didn't expect him to want to talk about it.
He sighed, "She always been like that you know? Even when we were in New York. She'd go mad over the smallest thing. She's got worse since moving here. You'd think me of all people could cope what with all with the comments I get from school but having your own mother shout the same stuff at you takes it out of you."
Jen sat there shocked. She had no idea about anything that he had just told her.
"Is that why you have this sarcastic front? So you can keep people at a distance?"
"What makes you ask that?"
"Because you have a sarcastic front. And I'm just wondering if you put on this front so that people don't get close to you. Do you think that if someone's close to you and saying good things to you about you they're just joking with you?"
"When did you take a course in psychology?"
"So I'm right."
Drue looked away. For years he'd not let anyone know what home life was like for him by putting on this front and not letting anyone get close to him. Not even Jen and he had known her for years. Then she comes back in to his life, and figures it all out in 1 hour. Slowly he nodded and looked back at her. Her eyes were full of sorrow. She reached over and hugged him. It shocked them both. They had known each other for years but they had never been as close and honest as they had been tonight.

The sun streamed in through her bedroom window. She turned over and opened her eyes. Drue lay next to her on her covers. She climbed out from under her cover and careful covered Drue in it. She came back in the room ten minutes later after changing and having a wash I the bathroom. Drue was sitting up on her bed looking at the photos she had on her dresser. She had one of everyone that was took the night before Andie left, one of her and Jack that Dawson had taken the previous summer then one of Dawson, Jack Pacey and Joey.
"You never photos in your room in New York." He observed.
"I never had great friends in New York." She replied sadly.
Back in New York she didn't have any close friends. Just people she went to parties with. Drue was the same. Only he didn't have any close friends in Capeside either. It was really sad to think he had never had anyone really close to him. He looked down sadly, he was thinking the same as her. He was jealous of her. She had a grandmother who loved her and close friends that loved her. What did he have? A mother who shouted at him for no reason, a father who lived in New Mexico with a woman 10 years younger than him and no close friends.
"I should go. I've out lived my stay."
"Don't be stupid. You haven't."
"I have Jen. I'll just go home and face Cruella."
"At least have breakfast first." She smiled warmly at him so he couldn't refuse.
Grams was out so just the two of them had breakfast. Toast and orange juice. Jen cleared up the plates while Drue sat drinking his orange. Before long he decided it would be best to leave.
"Thank Grams for me. And thank you Jen. You didn't have to put me up last night."
"I wanted to. I couldn't leave you there." She smiled again. "See you tomorrow Drue."
He smiled back at her and walked out the door. She stood in the doorway and watched him go home. Slowly she closed the door behind her.