Chapter 5 Missing
A/N: still sleepy. Felt like updating. Sorry if this sucks. *snore*
Catie wandered about the streets aimlessly. She wondered if Jamie had come back to her house yet.
In the distance, she heard the sound of a motorcycle engine, but she simply kept on walking.
Her mascara and heavy eye shadow was smeared across her face as the tears fell ever so often from her eyes.
She turned to the sound of a car passing by and slowly lifted her thumb up.
The car pulled up beside her and the driver rolled the window down.
"Going my way little lady," a kind old man smiled sympathetically.
"Maybe," Catie whispered, and hesitantly began to open the door...
Jamie hopped off his bike and ran to Catie's door, knocking with excitement.
He couldn't help but smile knowing that soon enough, Catie would know how he felt about her.
But after waiting for 5 minutes without an answer, his smile faded.
"Catie,"he called uncertainly.
He tried turning the door knob to find it open.
He stepped inside quietly and called her again, "Catie? Catie! Are you home?" he called.
Maybe she can't hear me, he thought, and headed to her bedroom.
He pushed open her door to find it in shambles. Things were thrown about the room messily and her guitar was lying on the floor in a careless fashion.
Jamie knew something was wrong, and it scared him. He turned around helplessly and bolted out the door, hoping she hadn't gone far.
He had just run out onto the side walk when he noticed some one out of the corner of his eye getting into a car.
It was Catie!
"Catie!!Wait!!," Jamie cried.
Catie looked up in shock, gripping the car door.
Jamie, unaware he was still holding Catie's coffee cup, let it crash to the floor and broke into a run, clutching onto the red rose, its thorns carefully cut off previously.
"Looks like your friend doesn't want you to go, don't think you'll be going anywhere today missy, have a nice day," the old man smiled, and drove away.
"Jamie," Catie choked out.
"What were you doing?!!," Jamie cried.
"Nothing!! It's..none of your business okay?!," Catie cried and began walking back towards her house.
Jamie grabbed her arm, holding her back, "Look, never mind, I just want to talk to you Catie, why do you keep pushing me away?," he asked, his tone morose.
"I'm not, I just need some space, okay?!! Is that too much to ask?," Catie snapped.
"Yes, it is!," Jamie snapped back, his sadness turning to anger, "Geez Catie!!!! All I want to do is be with you and all you can do is push me even further away! Do you know how hard it is to be in love with somebody who just keeps rejecting you over and over again?," Jamie ranted, not realizing what he was saying until it was too late.
Sure, he had wanted to tell Catie how he felt, but he had pictured something a little more romantic.
Catie gaped in shock, but quickly recovered, " Oh really? If you're so in love with me Jamie Waite, than why did you agree to go on a date with that new girl that you think is soooo hot?," Catie snapped sarcastically.
"I did not!!! I don't know where you heard that stupid lie but I didn't do anything like that," Jamie yelled, feeling tired of fighting.
Catie saw the pain and tiredness in his eyes, feeling terrible.
She should've known not to believe a stupid rumor without asking Jamie first.
"Dammit," Catie swore, " I can't believe I jumped to conclusions like that."
"Yeah, you really did," Jamie said, giving her a tired smile, "But I forgive you."
Catie looked down, a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Hey, wait a second, don't cry!," Jamie said, rushing to her side. He held her face in his hands and brushed away the tear.
"Sorry," Catie whispered sadly.
"It's okay," Jamie smiled.
Catie looked down at the rose brushing her cheek as he held her face.
She smiled a little, her face lighting up, "Is that for me?," she asked.
"Who else would I give it to?," Jamie said, stepping back from her and handing it to her.
"Thanks," Catie said, inhaling the rose's sweet scent.
She leaned up and wrapped her arms around Jamie's neck, kissing him softly on the lips.
He clasped his arms around her back, pulling her closer to him.
They stood there for 5 minutes, just holding each other until Catie pulled back, smiling.
"What do you say I give you that massage now?," Jamie grinned.
"Sure thing," Catie said, slipping her hand into his.
They headed up to her room and began picking up around the room before they got started.
Catie leaned her guitar in her closet, noticing a piece of paper flutter down to the carpet.
It was Jamie's song.
She wouldn't have to write songs like that anymore. She smiled at Jamie's back. Nope, she wouldn't have to finish his song for at least a while.
She stuffed Jamie's Song deep into her closet.
For now, she thought, it will remain my Unfinished Symphony.
A/N: The End!!!!! Finally. Still tired, but happy now. Will be starting a new fic soon!! Will include J/C AND T/V AND Hank/Jasmine and an Original Character. Spread the word please!! And as always, REVIEW!! Ciao mi Amig's!!
A/N: still sleepy. Felt like updating. Sorry if this sucks. *snore*
Catie wandered about the streets aimlessly. She wondered if Jamie had come back to her house yet.
In the distance, she heard the sound of a motorcycle engine, but she simply kept on walking.
Her mascara and heavy eye shadow was smeared across her face as the tears fell ever so often from her eyes.
She turned to the sound of a car passing by and slowly lifted her thumb up.
The car pulled up beside her and the driver rolled the window down.
"Going my way little lady," a kind old man smiled sympathetically.
"Maybe," Catie whispered, and hesitantly began to open the door...
Jamie hopped off his bike and ran to Catie's door, knocking with excitement.
He couldn't help but smile knowing that soon enough, Catie would know how he felt about her.
But after waiting for 5 minutes without an answer, his smile faded.
"Catie,"he called uncertainly.
He tried turning the door knob to find it open.
He stepped inside quietly and called her again, "Catie? Catie! Are you home?" he called.
Maybe she can't hear me, he thought, and headed to her bedroom.
He pushed open her door to find it in shambles. Things were thrown about the room messily and her guitar was lying on the floor in a careless fashion.
Jamie knew something was wrong, and it scared him. He turned around helplessly and bolted out the door, hoping she hadn't gone far.
He had just run out onto the side walk when he noticed some one out of the corner of his eye getting into a car.
It was Catie!
"Catie!!Wait!!," Jamie cried.
Catie looked up in shock, gripping the car door.
Jamie, unaware he was still holding Catie's coffee cup, let it crash to the floor and broke into a run, clutching onto the red rose, its thorns carefully cut off previously.
"Looks like your friend doesn't want you to go, don't think you'll be going anywhere today missy, have a nice day," the old man smiled, and drove away.
"Jamie," Catie choked out.
"What were you doing?!!," Jamie cried.
"Nothing!! It's..none of your business okay?!," Catie cried and began walking back towards her house.
Jamie grabbed her arm, holding her back, "Look, never mind, I just want to talk to you Catie, why do you keep pushing me away?," he asked, his tone morose.
"I'm not, I just need some space, okay?!! Is that too much to ask?," Catie snapped.
"Yes, it is!," Jamie snapped back, his sadness turning to anger, "Geez Catie!!!! All I want to do is be with you and all you can do is push me even further away! Do you know how hard it is to be in love with somebody who just keeps rejecting you over and over again?," Jamie ranted, not realizing what he was saying until it was too late.
Sure, he had wanted to tell Catie how he felt, but he had pictured something a little more romantic.
Catie gaped in shock, but quickly recovered, " Oh really? If you're so in love with me Jamie Waite, than why did you agree to go on a date with that new girl that you think is soooo hot?," Catie snapped sarcastically.
"I did not!!! I don't know where you heard that stupid lie but I didn't do anything like that," Jamie yelled, feeling tired of fighting.
Catie saw the pain and tiredness in his eyes, feeling terrible.
She should've known not to believe a stupid rumor without asking Jamie first.
"Dammit," Catie swore, " I can't believe I jumped to conclusions like that."
"Yeah, you really did," Jamie said, giving her a tired smile, "But I forgive you."
Catie looked down, a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Hey, wait a second, don't cry!," Jamie said, rushing to her side. He held her face in his hands and brushed away the tear.
"Sorry," Catie whispered sadly.
"It's okay," Jamie smiled.
Catie looked down at the rose brushing her cheek as he held her face.
She smiled a little, her face lighting up, "Is that for me?," she asked.
"Who else would I give it to?," Jamie said, stepping back from her and handing it to her.
"Thanks," Catie said, inhaling the rose's sweet scent.
She leaned up and wrapped her arms around Jamie's neck, kissing him softly on the lips.
He clasped his arms around her back, pulling her closer to him.
They stood there for 5 minutes, just holding each other until Catie pulled back, smiling.
"What do you say I give you that massage now?," Jamie grinned.
"Sure thing," Catie said, slipping her hand into his.
They headed up to her room and began picking up around the room before they got started.
Catie leaned her guitar in her closet, noticing a piece of paper flutter down to the carpet.
It was Jamie's song.
She wouldn't have to write songs like that anymore. She smiled at Jamie's back. Nope, she wouldn't have to finish his song for at least a while.
She stuffed Jamie's Song deep into her closet.
For now, she thought, it will remain my Unfinished Symphony.
A/N: The End!!!!! Finally. Still tired, but happy now. Will be starting a new fic soon!! Will include J/C AND T/V AND Hank/Jasmine and an Original Character. Spread the word please!! And as always, REVIEW!! Ciao mi Amig's!!