chapter 3:
The following few days were going to be the hardest. Miguel was most likely going to
propose to Charity and they were going to be engaged. Kay couldn't stand it. She knew
herself; she was aware that there would be no way she would NOT have an emotional
breakdown at the sight of Miguel proposing to Charity. So she decided to make herself busy
so she wouldn't have to be present during the times when Miguel would propose to her cousin.
All she really wanted to do was yank the hair out of that blonde but she knew she couldn't. So
instead she began to work more hours at her job so she could be away from home. She went
out more often, sometimes with Simone, Reese and Jessica and other times just by herself.
Miguel noticed Kay's behavior. A few days ago she said she wasn't feeling well but
now she's going early in the morning for work and not returning until around midnight. Plus,
she doesn't seem to communicate well with anyone. Especially not me. We haven't
communicated properly since, well since ... he knew he had to admit it to himself. Kay and him
hadn't communicated much ever since the day Charity had entered their lives.
"Kay, can I talk to you?" he asked her one day as she was upstairs, running around,
trying to find her car keys.
"Umm, ok, can you make it quick, Miguel, I have to meet a friend at the mall."
"Ok," Miguel said oddly, "I just wanted to say..." he didn't know how to ask her why
she was being so withdrawn lately. He knew Kay hated confrontations. The last thing he
wanted was for Kay to be mad at him.
"What, Miguel?" Kay asked impatiently. She could care less if she was going to be
late at meeting her friend at the mall - she just didn't want to endure another moment of
seeing Miguel with Charity.
"I just wanted to ask you how come... how come lately you and I haven't been as clo-"
Miguel said uncomfortably, only to be interrupted by his girlfriend.
"Miguel, there you are!" chirped Charity, stepping out of her bedroom. She leaned
over and gave him a small kiss on the lips. "Hi, Kay," she added, turning to her cousin.
Kay looked at Miguel then at Charity. Was he just going to say how come him and I
haven't been close? she wondered to herself. She stared at him in puzzlement. Well, she
thought to herself bitterly, the answer to that question is standing right next to him.
"Hi, Charity," Kay mumbled. "Miguel, we'll talk later, I have to go." And with that,
she walked away.
"O-kaay," Miguel said reluctantly as he watched her walk down the stairs.
Kay hurried down the stairs and out of her house, tears stringing her eyes. Damn that
Charity! Why did she have to steal the only man I love away from me?! Kay started the
engine of her car and then took off in the direction of the mall.
"Miguel, I'm going to the movies with Simone and Reese," Charity said. "Do you want
to come with me?"
"No thanks, Charity," Miguel replied absent-mindedly, thinking about the encounter
he had just gone through with Kay. He couldn't get her off of his mind. He couldn't understand
why she was acting so distant lately, especially from her best friend. Maybe I should go ask
Jessica, he thought to himself. She might know what's up with Kay.
"Ok, I'll see you in a few hours," Charity replied, kissing him goodbye.
"Yeah," Miguel answered slowly.
After spending some time at the mall and having bought a few clothes and jewelry, Kay
reluctantly sat in her car, ready to go back home. She wished she would never return. Ever.
The last thing she wanted to see was everyone acting all happy at the news of Charity and
Miguel's engagement while she would be incurably sad.
Back at the Bennett's house, this was what was taking place: Miguel, bored and alone
decided to go into Kay's room for a while. Jessica wasn't home and neither were her parents.
He still felt drawn to Kay even though he was getting ready to ask Charity to marry him. He
was missing his best friend. He walked into her bedroom. He hadn't been here in a while. The
room was a mess. Kay didn't care much for neatness. This room described Kay pretty well.
The walls were painted a shade of black, which suited Kay's mysterious personality as of late.
Not a lot had changed from what he remembered. Kay still had that big poster of her baseball
hero tacked up on her wall.
While he was there, he saw one of Kay's shoeboxes, with the words "Friends Forever"
written on the cover. He opened it up to see little pieces of memories here and there. The
fake engagement ring Miguel had given to Kay when they were "getting married" at the age
of seven. The card he gave her on Valentine's Day when they were eleven years old. He
opened it up and reread what he had written to her all those years ago: 'Dear Kay, its
Valentines Day & mama told me 2 make a card 4 my best friend & thats u. Happy Valentines
Day! from Miguel.'
He laughed after he finished reading the card. He loved the friendship he shared with
Kay. It was the greatest kind. They knew each other inside out, and he loved knowing that he
had so much memories and history with just one person. He wished he knew Charity at least
half as long as he knew Kay, so they too could have memories to look back on. But deep down
in his heart, he also knew that Charity could never be the person that Kay had been to him.
Kay's special in her own way, he thought to himself. She always has been. There's just
something about her, something I have yet to clearly describe that I feel was made for me.
Our lives are intertwined forever. I know it.
He continued looking through the shoebox. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a
picture that was under a stack of papers. He took it out of the box and looked at it. It was a
picture of Miguel and Kay kissing under the mistletoe around Christmastime about five years
ago. They were thirteen years old then. He remembered that kiss pretty well. It was the time
of Christmas and the Lopez-Fitzgerald's were over at the Bennett's house celebrating the
holiday. Kay's older brother, who was officially known as Naughty Noah, had put a mistletoe
on the ceiling of the door that separated the living room and the kitchen. Kay and Miguel did
not know about the mistletoe until Noah pointed it out to them when they were caught standing
under it. He encouraged them to kiss by saying "do it, do it," and pounding his fist. So they
did. Noah ended up taking a picture of that kiss, which Kay had obviously kept. But why would
she? And why is that everything in this box is only about me and her? Miguel thought to
himself. I know Kay is a sentimentalist, but how come the pictures are only of the moments
her and I have shared?! How come their aren't any pictures of her other friends?
He shrugged as he sat down on Kay's bed. Looking around, he spotted a blue journal
that looked like it could be Kay's diary. He remembered how, when they were young and he
used to come sleep over at her house every other week, when he was positive she was asleep
he would grab her diary and start reading it. The next day he would make it obvious what he
knew about her. He would taunt her with, "Ooooo i know who you like" or "I'm going to tell
your parents you failed that test." It drove Kay crazy. She even tried to hide her diaries
somewhere else but Miguel knew Kay all too well. He would always find her hiding spot.
He grabbed her journal from where it lay and was surprised to see that she still kept
one. He couldn't help taking a peek inside. Kay and him had been drifting apart lately, mostly
because of his tie to Charity he had to admit, but it made him sad to know that he wasn't as
close to his best friend as he used to be. Besides, Kay had been acting very strange and
mysterious lately. He couldn't read her like an open book anymore. He missed her. He
wanted to know what was going on in her life. So, for old time's sake, and to find out what was
up with her, he opened up to the last entry Kay had written - just yesterday:
** dear diary,
yesterday something happened and i couldnt stop crying cause of it. ive been
crying these past two days. miguel told us that he is planning on asking for
charitys hand in marriage. what am i to do? ive tried everything i can to break
those two apart but what can i do now? pretty soon they r forever going to be tied
to each other through marriage and i am going to live a very sad life, knowing
that my best friend, who is also the man of my dreams, is happy and in love with
another woman.
i have never been the type to run away from my problems or not be direct with
people, but this time.... well lets just say i'm acting like a scared little person. i
can't even tell him how i feel! and i keep making excuses to leave the house just
so i don't have to see HER in his arms. if miguel and charity get married, i plan to
leave harmony. i couldnt stand watching those two be married, living the life i
think i should have led with miguel. miguel still doesnt know i love him. i just
havent gotten around to telling him. wait - why am i lying to myself?!. truth is im
afraid to let him know. i dont want to lose his friendship. thats all i have with him
now anyway. if i lose that, well then i might as well die. i would have nothing.
miguel is my world. i just wish i was his......**
Miguel's eyes bulged out in surprise. She loves me? he thought to himself,
half-surprised, half-gleeful. He reread the entry just to make sure. He put the diary down on
his lap as he realized just what all of this meant. It was all making sense now... the reason why
she hadn't congratulated him when he announced his decision to marry Charity... why she had
been so distant lately...why she had cried when she first heard his announcement. It was
because she was in love with him! But was he in love with her?
{a/n: i loved this chapter. i hope u did too. its getting better. two more chapters left and then the story is over. :( anyways, please review. oh and i forgot to mention this earlier, but this is a song fic. the song will be revealed in chapter 5. sorry i haven't been posting daily. ive been busy. anyways, please review and enjoy}
The following few days were going to be the hardest. Miguel was most likely going to
propose to Charity and they were going to be engaged. Kay couldn't stand it. She knew
herself; she was aware that there would be no way she would NOT have an emotional
breakdown at the sight of Miguel proposing to Charity. So she decided to make herself busy
so she wouldn't have to be present during the times when Miguel would propose to her cousin.
All she really wanted to do was yank the hair out of that blonde but she knew she couldn't. So
instead she began to work more hours at her job so she could be away from home. She went
out more often, sometimes with Simone, Reese and Jessica and other times just by herself.
Miguel noticed Kay's behavior. A few days ago she said she wasn't feeling well but
now she's going early in the morning for work and not returning until around midnight. Plus,
she doesn't seem to communicate well with anyone. Especially not me. We haven't
communicated properly since, well since ... he knew he had to admit it to himself. Kay and him
hadn't communicated much ever since the day Charity had entered their lives.
"Kay, can I talk to you?" he asked her one day as she was upstairs, running around,
trying to find her car keys.
"Umm, ok, can you make it quick, Miguel, I have to meet a friend at the mall."
"Ok," Miguel said oddly, "I just wanted to say..." he didn't know how to ask her why
she was being so withdrawn lately. He knew Kay hated confrontations. The last thing he
wanted was for Kay to be mad at him.
"What, Miguel?" Kay asked impatiently. She could care less if she was going to be
late at meeting her friend at the mall - she just didn't want to endure another moment of
seeing Miguel with Charity.
"I just wanted to ask you how come... how come lately you and I haven't been as clo-"
Miguel said uncomfortably, only to be interrupted by his girlfriend.
"Miguel, there you are!" chirped Charity, stepping out of her bedroom. She leaned
over and gave him a small kiss on the lips. "Hi, Kay," she added, turning to her cousin.
Kay looked at Miguel then at Charity. Was he just going to say how come him and I
haven't been close? she wondered to herself. She stared at him in puzzlement. Well, she
thought to herself bitterly, the answer to that question is standing right next to him.
"Hi, Charity," Kay mumbled. "Miguel, we'll talk later, I have to go." And with that,
she walked away.
"O-kaay," Miguel said reluctantly as he watched her walk down the stairs.
Kay hurried down the stairs and out of her house, tears stringing her eyes. Damn that
Charity! Why did she have to steal the only man I love away from me?! Kay started the
engine of her car and then took off in the direction of the mall.
"Miguel, I'm going to the movies with Simone and Reese," Charity said. "Do you want
to come with me?"
"No thanks, Charity," Miguel replied absent-mindedly, thinking about the encounter
he had just gone through with Kay. He couldn't get her off of his mind. He couldn't understand
why she was acting so distant lately, especially from her best friend. Maybe I should go ask
Jessica, he thought to himself. She might know what's up with Kay.
"Ok, I'll see you in a few hours," Charity replied, kissing him goodbye.
"Yeah," Miguel answered slowly.
After spending some time at the mall and having bought a few clothes and jewelry, Kay
reluctantly sat in her car, ready to go back home. She wished she would never return. Ever.
The last thing she wanted to see was everyone acting all happy at the news of Charity and
Miguel's engagement while she would be incurably sad.
Back at the Bennett's house, this was what was taking place: Miguel, bored and alone
decided to go into Kay's room for a while. Jessica wasn't home and neither were her parents.
He still felt drawn to Kay even though he was getting ready to ask Charity to marry him. He
was missing his best friend. He walked into her bedroom. He hadn't been here in a while. The
room was a mess. Kay didn't care much for neatness. This room described Kay pretty well.
The walls were painted a shade of black, which suited Kay's mysterious personality as of late.
Not a lot had changed from what he remembered. Kay still had that big poster of her baseball
hero tacked up on her wall.
While he was there, he saw one of Kay's shoeboxes, with the words "Friends Forever"
written on the cover. He opened it up to see little pieces of memories here and there. The
fake engagement ring Miguel had given to Kay when they were "getting married" at the age
of seven. The card he gave her on Valentine's Day when they were eleven years old. He
opened it up and reread what he had written to her all those years ago: 'Dear Kay, its
Valentines Day & mama told me 2 make a card 4 my best friend & thats u. Happy Valentines
Day! from Miguel.'
He laughed after he finished reading the card. He loved the friendship he shared with
Kay. It was the greatest kind. They knew each other inside out, and he loved knowing that he
had so much memories and history with just one person. He wished he knew Charity at least
half as long as he knew Kay, so they too could have memories to look back on. But deep down
in his heart, he also knew that Charity could never be the person that Kay had been to him.
Kay's special in her own way, he thought to himself. She always has been. There's just
something about her, something I have yet to clearly describe that I feel was made for me.
Our lives are intertwined forever. I know it.
He continued looking through the shoebox. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a
picture that was under a stack of papers. He took it out of the box and looked at it. It was a
picture of Miguel and Kay kissing under the mistletoe around Christmastime about five years
ago. They were thirteen years old then. He remembered that kiss pretty well. It was the time
of Christmas and the Lopez-Fitzgerald's were over at the Bennett's house celebrating the
holiday. Kay's older brother, who was officially known as Naughty Noah, had put a mistletoe
on the ceiling of the door that separated the living room and the kitchen. Kay and Miguel did
not know about the mistletoe until Noah pointed it out to them when they were caught standing
under it. He encouraged them to kiss by saying "do it, do it," and pounding his fist. So they
did. Noah ended up taking a picture of that kiss, which Kay had obviously kept. But why would
she? And why is that everything in this box is only about me and her? Miguel thought to
himself. I know Kay is a sentimentalist, but how come the pictures are only of the moments
her and I have shared?! How come their aren't any pictures of her other friends?
He shrugged as he sat down on Kay's bed. Looking around, he spotted a blue journal
that looked like it could be Kay's diary. He remembered how, when they were young and he
used to come sleep over at her house every other week, when he was positive she was asleep
he would grab her diary and start reading it. The next day he would make it obvious what he
knew about her. He would taunt her with, "Ooooo i know who you like" or "I'm going to tell
your parents you failed that test." It drove Kay crazy. She even tried to hide her diaries
somewhere else but Miguel knew Kay all too well. He would always find her hiding spot.
He grabbed her journal from where it lay and was surprised to see that she still kept
one. He couldn't help taking a peek inside. Kay and him had been drifting apart lately, mostly
because of his tie to Charity he had to admit, but it made him sad to know that he wasn't as
close to his best friend as he used to be. Besides, Kay had been acting very strange and
mysterious lately. He couldn't read her like an open book anymore. He missed her. He
wanted to know what was going on in her life. So, for old time's sake, and to find out what was
up with her, he opened up to the last entry Kay had written - just yesterday:
** dear diary,
yesterday something happened and i couldnt stop crying cause of it. ive been
crying these past two days. miguel told us that he is planning on asking for
charitys hand in marriage. what am i to do? ive tried everything i can to break
those two apart but what can i do now? pretty soon they r forever going to be tied
to each other through marriage and i am going to live a very sad life, knowing
that my best friend, who is also the man of my dreams, is happy and in love with
another woman.
i have never been the type to run away from my problems or not be direct with
people, but this time.... well lets just say i'm acting like a scared little person. i
can't even tell him how i feel! and i keep making excuses to leave the house just
so i don't have to see HER in his arms. if miguel and charity get married, i plan to
leave harmony. i couldnt stand watching those two be married, living the life i
think i should have led with miguel. miguel still doesnt know i love him. i just
havent gotten around to telling him. wait - why am i lying to myself?!. truth is im
afraid to let him know. i dont want to lose his friendship. thats all i have with him
now anyway. if i lose that, well then i might as well die. i would have nothing.
miguel is my world. i just wish i was his......**
Miguel's eyes bulged out in surprise. She loves me? he thought to himself,
half-surprised, half-gleeful. He reread the entry just to make sure. He put the diary down on
his lap as he realized just what all of this meant. It was all making sense now... the reason why
she hadn't congratulated him when he announced his decision to marry Charity... why she had
been so distant lately...why she had cried when she first heard his announcement. It was
because she was in love with him! But was he in love with her?
{a/n: i loved this chapter. i hope u did too. its getting better. two more chapters left and then the story is over. :( anyways, please review. oh and i forgot to mention this earlier, but this is a song fic. the song will be revealed in chapter 5. sorry i haven't been posting daily. ive been busy. anyways, please review and enjoy}