A/N – Thank You!! For the Happy birthdays and the reviews. I've had a little writers block, lol. This chapter, most of it I wrote during Science, English, German, Lunch, and then Global Studies on the same day. Let's just say the block was broken. Lol.
I can't wait until Alias next week!!! My other show, Charmed just started the other day, though I can totally admit I hated the fact that my favorite couple just got a divorce. I yelled at the TV ::looks around and blushes::… whatever: enjoy.
-I haven't written in a while. Since December I think. God, it's already June… but I remember everything that happened since then. Let's see… New Years was fun. Michael, his mother and his sister were her. Also, Cathy, a friend from work, and Jason, another friend, were over. Michael and I slipped away to my room… I would say it was all 'innocent', but that just wouldn't be real, would it? At midnight, like most couples, we did kiss, of course. Not like my dad cares… minute I told him I had a boyfriend, he brushed it off as a teenage crush. Yeah right.
School is almost done and I'm pretty excited. I never liked school. Tomorrow is the last day… and the last day we have only one exam and that's it. What I don't like is that it's the second languages (which means my French) exam… blah!-
Michael smiled as he hurried into the library, which is where the French exam was going to take place. Though he was taking a high course then the others, he was still taking the same test as them.
Sydney smiled as he entered the room and had taken the seat across from her. Neither of them could wait until this day was over. Summer would be here and they'd have even more fun. Francie and David were going away for the first two weeks, but they'd be back.
The moment the test was handed out, pretty much everyone fell silent, except for the exceptional trouble maker who would get kicked out soon.
It had been half an hour (the whole exam would take two hours) when the door opened and Sydney was surprised to see another teacher enter the room and whispered softly to the proctor who was sitting a foot away from her. She caught some of the words:
'Mother' 'car' 'sister's home' 'Aunt' 'hospital'
But the most surprising was when the teacher went over to Michael and told him to take his books and come with her. Michael shot Sydney a look of confusion; she just shrugged trying to put all the words together, and Michael.
Sydney shuddered after they left, and tried to get through the rest of the exam, though with each new question she got even more worried.
Sydney sighed in relief as the proctor started to collect the papers, and she jumped and ran out of the room when they were allowed to leave.
"Francie!" Sydney called the minute she got onto the grass in front of the school. Grabbing the bag of her friend, she pulled Francie around. "Michael got taken out of the exam early and I heard something about a hospital and his mom…" She started taking deep breaths.
"Ok, Sydney, breathe… good, that's good." Francie put her hands on Sydney's shoulders. "Come on, my mom is picking me, David and Will up. We'll drop you off at home, okay?" Sydney nodded as Francie pulled Sydney over to Will who was leaning on the car, waiting for Francie, David and her mom.
"What's wrong?" Will asked the minute he saw Sydney.
They explained briefly what happened as Sydney filled in the blank spots.
"Hello Sydney." Mrs. Calfo smiled as the teens climbed into the car, Sydney in front. "I assume we're dropping you off?" Sydney smiled and nodded slowly trying to think.
-Honestly, I don't think I could've thanked Francie enough after that. Also, I thanked her mom also.-
"Thanks!" Sydney called back as she ran into her house. "Theresa! Where's the cordless?" Sydney grabbed the phone from Theresa then collapsed on the couch as she dialed.
The first ring wasn't even finished when she heard Jackie's voice ask. "Sydney?"
"Jackie?" Sydney sighed in relief that someone was home. "How'd you know it was me?"
"Michael told me that—" Jackie got cut off and talking and noise started in the background, then she knew the phone had hit something.
"Syd?" Michael's voice filled her ear softly.
"Hey, what happened? Why'd you leave?" Sydney rushed through the questions she had been going over in the car on the way home.
"My mom—" Michael paused, breathing quickly. "She was in an accident."
"Oh god, Michael." Sydney gasped into the phone and quickly put a hand to her mouth. After taking a deep breath she took her hand away. "How is she?"
"She's in the hospital, which is where me and Jackie were just about to go, Aunt Sarah is here… But—" He stopped again, his voice had choked and she could tell through the phone he was sad, hurt.
"What?" Sydney sat up quickly, trying to think of the fastest way to get to the hospital without asking Theresa.
"She's not gonna make it." Michael whispered.
-Oh god! I just got back from the hospital and the whole time I was just stunned. I had never seen my mother die, and I never thought I'd be there to watch as my boyfriend went through something like that.
He didn't cry when I got there, I knew he wanted to though. Hell, at some point I cried and hugged him. His Aunt Sarah just had silent tears, and his Uncle Ben just looked in shock. At some point I remember I whispered to Michael 'how are you', his response: 'fine, peachy, just great'
I hate doctors. I hate the hospital too, but I despise, loathe and personally detest for them. They're lying morons… one minute they come out saying they're trying their best, and they might be able to help her. Then they come out and say 'I'm sorry, there's nothing we can do.' And I cried as I watched her breathing slow, Michael holding my hand tightly, and then her breathing stopped.
And his tears fell.-
"Hey." Sydney whispered to Michael who hugged her tightly.
"Hey." He smiled, his first real smile in a week. "I'm glad you're here."
"Well, what would summer be without me?" She smiled and kissed him softly. Then she laughed as he tickled her.
He laughed as well, stopping then looking out the window. "And what would summer be without rain?"
"I love the rain…" Sydney smiled softly and listened to it.
"I hate rain." Michael muttered and tickled her again.
Sydney stopped laughing after a minute and then got serious. "So, what'd Sarah say… are you guys staying?" She held her breath, hoping his answer would be yes. She felt like a little kid waiting to see if her father would say yes to her getting a toy.
"They haven't decided yet." Michael muttered as he looked toward the kitchen. "They've been 'discussing' it for the past three days. And every time Jackie or me try to talk to them, try to add something, they just say to stay out of it." Michael ran a hand through his hair, muttering something about getting it cut. Then he added to a previous thought. "I hate them so much right now."
"Me too." Jackie stuck her head into the living room when she heard him say that. She walked into the room and over to Sydney and Michael, who had just sat on the couch. She took a seat on the chair across from them. "They said that if we go to live with them in San Francisco that Donovan can't come with us. But you'd watch him for us Syd, wouldn't you? He's only a puppy." Jackie pleaded, with puppy dog eyes ironically.
"You know I would." Sydney smiled at the thought of Donovan who jumped on her lap at that moment, but she frowned at the idea of them leaving.
-I don't understand what to think about Sarah and Ben right now. They decided. I would just leave it at that, but like I said at the beginning of this book, I wanna remember things and if I don't write them, how can I remember. Of course, there's always memory, but I've got a really bad one.
See, I got off track and almost forgot what I was writing about.
They decided they are going back to San Francisco. My dad and I had an argument about Donovan. His only argument was that since he fired Theresa (forgot to write that) that there's no one to take care of him. I argued that I had no one to take care of me and I was just fine.
Let's just say he agreed quickly after that.
I don't know what to do. Michael… well, let's go over my love life.
Exactly one boyfriend. I meet this guy, this gorgeous, sweet and caring guy. He says something sweet to me in French and we kiss. Of course, we had a falling out because of that kiss, but our two best-friends pretty much 'made up' for us. So, officially I have one boyfriend. We get through school together, we get through the exams together, we get through his mother dying, together. But now… how are we supposed to get through this? He's going to be living almost 6 hours away.-
"So…" Michael muttered softly as he watched his Aunt and Uncle pack the car and truck with boxes of things. Most things they were going to get later that week.
"Well, at least you have some friends in San Francisco and you can still visit and write us here." Sydney looked over to him as they sat on the front steps.
Jackie bounded down the steps with a book in her hand and then ran back up and into the house.
"She packed last night. Cried most of the time." Michael looked back out, staring at something, but not really anything. It's like his mother died all over again. It's just hitting everyone how much life really is changing. "I hate this."
"Me too." Sydney held his hand tightly in hers. "Here." Michael watched as she reached behind her neck, trying to unclasp her locket, the one he'd given her for their third month anniversary. Inside there was a picture of him and her. "You wear this." She reached up and clasped it around his neck, letting the locket drop behind his shirt.
"Well, then…" Michael got up and went over to one of the boxes labeled with his name. Carefully he opened it and searched around in it until he pulled out a little box. Inside there were a few pieces of jewelry. Some of them were his mothers, but one of them was his own.
He pulled out a silver chain and went back to Sydney, sitting next to her, holding out the chain. "I got it for my 10th birthday from my mom. It was my dads."
"I can't…" She held her hand up, making sure he realized. "I'd be too afraid to lose it, or break it." Michael laughed softly and put it around her neck against her will.
"Keep it, and wear it." Michael kissed her.
"Hey." Jackie stepped in between them, breaking off their kiss. "Donovan's inside. He loves you Syd, so it's not like he's gotta warm up to you." She went back down the stairs and followed her Uncle around the car.
"Give me your notebook." Michael sat up and smiled. Sydney looked at him, confusion on her face, but he just smiled more. "Come on, I'm not gonna read it, just give me your notebook and marker."
Sydney hesitantly reached in her bag and pulled it out, including her black marker and handed it to him.
Opening the marker, Michael started to draw something carefully and then wrote something, signing it in neat cursive. Then he took her bag and slid the notebook in. "You are not allowed to look at that cover until you get home. You got that?" His fake tone made her laugh.
"I got it." She smiled.
"I guess their almost ready to go, huh?" Michael leaned back on his arms. "Tell Francie that I'll miss her." He added as an after thought. "And tell Will that I'll beat him at Monopoly the next time I visit." They both laughed and stood up. He turned to go down to the car, but Sydney pulled him back and hugged him.
"You don't get to leave that easily." She whispered and hugged him tighter, trying to think of everything hat happened before, all the way back to Christmas. A tear slipped, but she didn't care.
"God, I'm gonna miss you." Michael swallowed audibly. They had actually had a long, serious conversation about long distance relationships, but nothing came out of it.
"I'm gonna miss you too." Even as she said it, she held on tighter, trying to decide on something, but he beat her to it.
"I love you." He whispered and closed his eyes, praying.
Sydney smiled and pulled back, kissing him soundly before replying. "I love you too."
"Michael, we gotta go!" Aunt Sarah called from the passenger seat of the car. Uncle Ben had just climbed in the front seat, slamming the door behind him.
Jackie slouched in her seat, pulling out her CD player, not daring to look out the window, afraid she'd run back into the house and never leave.
"You better go." Sydney smiled, letting another tear drop. "Go." She whispered.
Michael kissed her again and then ran down the steps.
-Ok, that just sucks. I hate that the one guy who I say 'I love you' to (the one guy, cause I don't say it to my dad) is the one that is moving. There's something wrong with that! God, I'm so freaking frustrated right now that I can't stand it. I wanna hit something. That's the part I hate. I can't hit anything in here cause I'm afraid it might break and the pillow isn't hard enough to hit.
Seriously, I can barely read the last paragraph I wrote. It's just frustrated tension, scratch.
I can't write right now… I'll-
Sydney put her pen down and stared at the last entry. Once she closed the book, she stared at the cover. The first time she had touched it, the cover had been blue. Now, it was covered in various words and drawings.
Down in the corner:
A heart with I love you written in it---
And Michael's signature next to it.
A/N – Ok, another chapter down. Yay me! Except I think it was a little too… fluffy at the end. But whatever, I don't usually agree on what my brain wants me to write… so who's right? My brain, or me? I just confused myself…
There's something I wanna say though. I don't think I'll update We Found Each Other, cause it'd just be the same as this, which wouldn't really be doing anything. I'd just have to change little things around.