DISCLAIMER: I don't own the lyrics to Green Day's "Good Riddance (Time of
Your Life)" or Tonic's "If You Could Only See."
~Jesse's POV~ By the time I get out the door, the only sign of her car is the lingering dirt cloud in the driveway. I'm worried about her. I don't know her well enough to know what she would do. I try to pull my keys out of my pocket quickly and drop them on the stairs.
"Shit." I mumble and stoop to pick them up. "Where would she go." I say to noone in particular. I run through the places where I know she hangs out. "She probably won't go back to her house.Maybe the garage? No. Toretto's? Noone's there. Her school? Maybe.The beach? Could be. " Hell, I have no idea. I guess I'll just start at her school? I turn onto the road, out of the driveway, and zip off.
~Letty's POV~ We all sit in the living room in front of the TV. I'm not sure what's playing anymore, because I stopped watching a long time ago. I'm a little stunned at Gin's attitude towards her father's death. I think we all are.
"Guys, come on." Dom says, his voice raspy. "We can't sit here like this. It's strange. We barely know this girl and tragedies are always hard to deal with. We all know about that. Let's just try to act normally." He turns the TV to the movie, Rush Hour 2, then sits down next to me, encircling me with his arms. I curl into a ball, feeling the warmth of his embrace, and tuck my head to his chest. I can feel his breath dancing across my head and he plays with a strand of my hair. I study his wide palm, twice as big as my own. His rough, callused hands can still deliver the gentlest touch. I trace the lines of his hand with my small index finger. Leon starts to guffaw and Vince gruffly laughs at the movie and it brings me back to my surroundings.
"Don't stop till you get enough! Come on!" I here from the television as well as a less-melodic version escaping Leon's lips in a gentle southern drawl. I can't help but giggle and I feel Dom's stomach rise and fall rhythmically with his chuckling.
"What?" Leon looks around with a cheesy grin
"Nothin' man." Brian says with a grin on his face. "Nothin'. You're a great singer." Mia lets out a small shriek of laughter and hits Brian's chest. He almost spills his Corona on Vince so V grabs the bottle and downs it in one gulp, smiling devilishly when finished. Brian holds up his hands in defeat.
~Gin's POV~ I get out of my car slowly, forcing myself to breathe. I guess you could say I feel emotionally overwhelmed right now. I've never been great at handling death, usually I just pretend it never happened, but I can't with this. My own father..I don't know how I feel. One moment, I'm completely glad, filled with so much relief that I'm almost elated. The next moment, I'm overcome with considerable grief. As soon as I walk onto the sand, I fall to my knees with a weakness washing over me. I yelp at the suddenness of it all and the tears start to flow from my eyes. I make no sounds, but the tears steadily trickle down my face. I reach my tongue out to catch the hot salty drops as they make their way towards my chin.
Slowly I crawl towards a big rock and sit with my back to it, the only thing lighting the sky being the stars and the crescent moon. I pull a lighter out of my pocket that I found downstairs at my house and spin the wheel until it lights. I grip it with the last strength I've got in my body. For some reason, a few words escape my lips.
// Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And don't ask why
It's not a question
But a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
~Jesse's POV~ Silently, from the hood of my car, I watch her cry. It wasn't hard to find her once I saw she wasn't at her school. Her bright yellow Integra was parked at the first stretch of secluded beach. I want to help her, but I know this is a personal battle that I will never fully understand. I listen as her voice starts to melodically drift to hell and back in the form of a Green Day song.
// So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
Good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
It was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
She pauses and the only sound I can hear is the waves lapping their foamy tongues at the beach. Gin switches her position to her stomach and sighs audibly.
// It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
Her voice is so beautiful and I feel I can almost touch her soul when she is singing. Though the words aren't her own, the passion is evident. I can hear a quiet whimpering as the song ends. A passing car blares new music. She hears it too.
~Gin's POV~ I don't know why I'm singing, but it seems to be helping. The weight on my shoulders is lifting and the aching in my heart subsides a little. A convertible parks a little way down the coast and the music from the radio drifts back. I start to sing along to Tonic, quietly, changing the words to fit my own situation..
// If you could only see the way he loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love and what I must do
If you could only see how blue his eyes can be when he says
When he says he loves me Well you got your reasons
and you got your lies
And you got your manipulations
they cut me down to size Sayin' you love but you don't
you give your love but you won't //
~Jesse's POV~ I laugh, but quickly silence myself when she turns towards the sound. She changed the lyrics. How cute is that!
// If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love and what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me Seems the road less traveled
Shows happiness unraveled
And you got to take a little dirt to keep what you love
That's what you gotta do Sayin' you love but you don't
You give your love but you won't
You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there
Sayin' you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can //
I take off my beanie, run a hand through my scruffy hair, and throw it at her. She jumps in surprise dropping the lighter she holds, standing at the same time. I can see her wiping her tear-stained face as she looks around for the owner. I'm hidden by a few bushes, but can see her smile when she realizes who's hat it is. She quickly climbs the stairs to the walk next to the beach and sees me sitting on the hood of my Jetta, parked next to her Integra.
Brushing the sand off her legs and arms, she walks over to me. I move over a little so she can sit on the hood as well. She surprises me by throwing the beanie at me and then leaping into my arms on the hood. I hug her tightly and I can feel her shaking all of a sudden. She takes in air jerkily, in halting breaths and I feel the back of my shirt become wet with her tears.
"Shh. Shh." I try and soothe her.
"It just, it just." She blurts, taking her head from my shoulder and curling into a ball. "I'm so confused. I don't know whether I'm relieved he's gone or sad that I'll never have a chance to change him."
I just listen, knowing that's all I can do.
She stretches out of the fetal position and grabs my shirt, pulling me within an inch of her face. "Thank you for coming after me." She says, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's nice to know you care." With that she plants a gentle kiss on my lips, lets go of my shirt, and collapses, her head in my lap. Her eyes closed, I start to run my fingers through her hair, working out every tangle and just watching her drift into a sleep. When she finally settles, I gently lift her off the hood and place her in the horizontally-stretched passenger seat of my Jetta. I drive home, promising her mentally to come get her Integra the next day. All I can do when I reach Dom's house is carry her up the stairs to my room and place her softly in my bed next to me. Shutting the door to the sounds of the movie downstairs, I strip into my boxers and lie down next to the angel already there.
~Dom's POV~ Jesse comes in the front door, holding a sleeping Gin. At least, I hope she's sleeping. He carries her up the stairs, with only a cursory glance at the living room. I pick up the remote and lower the volume of the TV. Mia and Brian are asleep anyway. V's looking a little drunk, and Leon's still going full-speed. I glance at Letty, who's still curled in my arms. She's watching the TV intently. I feel her laugh, and she glances up to see if I'm laughing too.Peace settles over me. Everything is right with the world, or as right as it will ever get with my odd family.
~Jesse's POV~ By the time I get out the door, the only sign of her car is the lingering dirt cloud in the driveway. I'm worried about her. I don't know her well enough to know what she would do. I try to pull my keys out of my pocket quickly and drop them on the stairs.
"Shit." I mumble and stoop to pick them up. "Where would she go." I say to noone in particular. I run through the places where I know she hangs out. "She probably won't go back to her house.Maybe the garage? No. Toretto's? Noone's there. Her school? Maybe.The beach? Could be. " Hell, I have no idea. I guess I'll just start at her school? I turn onto the road, out of the driveway, and zip off.
~Letty's POV~ We all sit in the living room in front of the TV. I'm not sure what's playing anymore, because I stopped watching a long time ago. I'm a little stunned at Gin's attitude towards her father's death. I think we all are.
"Guys, come on." Dom says, his voice raspy. "We can't sit here like this. It's strange. We barely know this girl and tragedies are always hard to deal with. We all know about that. Let's just try to act normally." He turns the TV to the movie, Rush Hour 2, then sits down next to me, encircling me with his arms. I curl into a ball, feeling the warmth of his embrace, and tuck my head to his chest. I can feel his breath dancing across my head and he plays with a strand of my hair. I study his wide palm, twice as big as my own. His rough, callused hands can still deliver the gentlest touch. I trace the lines of his hand with my small index finger. Leon starts to guffaw and Vince gruffly laughs at the movie and it brings me back to my surroundings.
"Don't stop till you get enough! Come on!" I here from the television as well as a less-melodic version escaping Leon's lips in a gentle southern drawl. I can't help but giggle and I feel Dom's stomach rise and fall rhythmically with his chuckling.
"What?" Leon looks around with a cheesy grin
"Nothin' man." Brian says with a grin on his face. "Nothin'. You're a great singer." Mia lets out a small shriek of laughter and hits Brian's chest. He almost spills his Corona on Vince so V grabs the bottle and downs it in one gulp, smiling devilishly when finished. Brian holds up his hands in defeat.
~Gin's POV~ I get out of my car slowly, forcing myself to breathe. I guess you could say I feel emotionally overwhelmed right now. I've never been great at handling death, usually I just pretend it never happened, but I can't with this. My own father..I don't know how I feel. One moment, I'm completely glad, filled with so much relief that I'm almost elated. The next moment, I'm overcome with considerable grief. As soon as I walk onto the sand, I fall to my knees with a weakness washing over me. I yelp at the suddenness of it all and the tears start to flow from my eyes. I make no sounds, but the tears steadily trickle down my face. I reach my tongue out to catch the hot salty drops as they make their way towards my chin.
Slowly I crawl towards a big rock and sit with my back to it, the only thing lighting the sky being the stars and the crescent moon. I pull a lighter out of my pocket that I found downstairs at my house and spin the wheel until it lights. I grip it with the last strength I've got in my body. For some reason, a few words escape my lips.
// Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And don't ask why
It's not a question
But a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
~Jesse's POV~ Silently, from the hood of my car, I watch her cry. It wasn't hard to find her once I saw she wasn't at her school. Her bright yellow Integra was parked at the first stretch of secluded beach. I want to help her, but I know this is a personal battle that I will never fully understand. I listen as her voice starts to melodically drift to hell and back in the form of a Green Day song.
// So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
Good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
It was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
She pauses and the only sound I can hear is the waves lapping their foamy tongues at the beach. Gin switches her position to her stomach and sighs audibly.
// It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life //
Her voice is so beautiful and I feel I can almost touch her soul when she is singing. Though the words aren't her own, the passion is evident. I can hear a quiet whimpering as the song ends. A passing car blares new music. She hears it too.
~Gin's POV~ I don't know why I'm singing, but it seems to be helping. The weight on my shoulders is lifting and the aching in my heart subsides a little. A convertible parks a little way down the coast and the music from the radio drifts back. I start to sing along to Tonic, quietly, changing the words to fit my own situation..
// If you could only see the way he loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love and what I must do
If you could only see how blue his eyes can be when he says
When he says he loves me Well you got your reasons
and you got your lies
And you got your manipulations
they cut me down to size Sayin' you love but you don't
you give your love but you won't //
~Jesse's POV~ I laugh, but quickly silence myself when she turns towards the sound. She changed the lyrics. How cute is that!
// If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love and what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me Seems the road less traveled
Shows happiness unraveled
And you got to take a little dirt to keep what you love
That's what you gotta do Sayin' you love but you don't
You give your love but you won't
You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there
Sayin' you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can //
I take off my beanie, run a hand through my scruffy hair, and throw it at her. She jumps in surprise dropping the lighter she holds, standing at the same time. I can see her wiping her tear-stained face as she looks around for the owner. I'm hidden by a few bushes, but can see her smile when she realizes who's hat it is. She quickly climbs the stairs to the walk next to the beach and sees me sitting on the hood of my Jetta, parked next to her Integra.
Brushing the sand off her legs and arms, she walks over to me. I move over a little so she can sit on the hood as well. She surprises me by throwing the beanie at me and then leaping into my arms on the hood. I hug her tightly and I can feel her shaking all of a sudden. She takes in air jerkily, in halting breaths and I feel the back of my shirt become wet with her tears.
"Shh. Shh." I try and soothe her.
"It just, it just." She blurts, taking her head from my shoulder and curling into a ball. "I'm so confused. I don't know whether I'm relieved he's gone or sad that I'll never have a chance to change him."
I just listen, knowing that's all I can do.
She stretches out of the fetal position and grabs my shirt, pulling me within an inch of her face. "Thank you for coming after me." She says, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's nice to know you care." With that she plants a gentle kiss on my lips, lets go of my shirt, and collapses, her head in my lap. Her eyes closed, I start to run my fingers through her hair, working out every tangle and just watching her drift into a sleep. When she finally settles, I gently lift her off the hood and place her in the horizontally-stretched passenger seat of my Jetta. I drive home, promising her mentally to come get her Integra the next day. All I can do when I reach Dom's house is carry her up the stairs to my room and place her softly in my bed next to me. Shutting the door to the sounds of the movie downstairs, I strip into my boxers and lie down next to the angel already there.
~Dom's POV~ Jesse comes in the front door, holding a sleeping Gin. At least, I hope she's sleeping. He carries her up the stairs, with only a cursory glance at the living room. I pick up the remote and lower the volume of the TV. Mia and Brian are asleep anyway. V's looking a little drunk, and Leon's still going full-speed. I glance at Letty, who's still curled in my arms. She's watching the TV intently. I feel her laugh, and she glances up to see if I'm laughing too.Peace settles over me. Everything is right with the world, or as right as it will ever get with my odd family.