A/N: Wow, I'm right on the ball with these chapters lately. Go me, go me!
I'm very proud of myself! Lol How was that last chapter for ya? Just a
little upsetting wasn't it? Lol Don't worry, that didn't really happen.
Not that I think ya'll thought it did, but just letting ya'll know it
didn't.
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"Casey, don't you think you should get up?" Shane asked rubbing my shoulder gently. I looked up at him with my eyes all red and puffy. "Oh come on baby. I know this is still really hard for you to deal with, but you've been lying here for almost a week. Jessy called and said that the funeral is on Saturday. I reserved tickets for us to go up there. Jessy said we could stay with her. Don't you think you should go?"
"I can't Shane. I just can't," I said softly.
"Please, you haven't even eaten much. Come on. I'll be right there with you."
"Shane, I fear death. It's the scariest thing to me. I can't go to a funeral."
"Casey, it's for one of your very good friends. And it'll be closed casket. Maybe it's time for you to face your fears. You went to the hospital that first time and now it's nothing, right?"
"Shane this is different."
"Case, you faced your fear back then. You can do it now. I'll be right there," he said as he held my hand tightly in his. "Maybe goin will give you a sense of relief."
"Alright. When does the plane leave?" I asked.
"Tomorrow morning. We'll come back right after if that's what you want. And then we'll both just lay here and do nothing together."
"Alright, as long as you're there with me," I said giving in. He kissed my cheek lightly as I laid back down.
"My mother is coming over to make us dinner," Shane said.
"I'm not hungry."
"Casey, you've barely eaten. Please, you need to eat something," Shane pleaded.
"Well, I'm not getting dressed."
"I'm not asking you to. And my mom will understand."
"I love you."
"I love you too." He smiled at me and left me to sleep until his mom would come.
"Oh dear, you look like an absolute wreck," Christine said as she pulled me into a hug.
"Mom," Shane scolded.
"No, Shane, I do. Cause I feel that way," I replied. She moved hair out of my face and smiled.
"You look like you need your parents," she said to me.
"If only I had some," I smiled.
"Oh honey, you do. Gil loves you so much. Why didn't you stay with him?" she asked.
"Because Jeff brought me here. I wanted to be with Shane. And I honestly don't think Dad would have known what to do with a girl this upset," I replied.
"Well, what about Mark?"
"He's working, Mom," Shane answered for me.
"Well, hmmm, you don't have a mother figure in your life do you?"
"No," I said sadly as tears began to prick the back of my eyes.
"Oh honey, don't hold it back. You can cry," Christine said as we walked into the living room.
"I'm so sick of crying," I choked out.
"I know. But that's the best medicine sometimes," she said smoothing out my hair.
Shane walked into the living room and smiled at us before leaving us alone. Hours later, Christine left and Shane and I retreated to bed to be ready for the flight in the early morning. We drove in silence in my newly painted Mustang to the airport. Shane had his brother take it to the shop to be painted a dark blue with light blue flames on the sides for an extra Valentine's Day gift.
"Jessy's picking us up right?" I asked softly as we settled into our seats on the plane.
"The guy is," Shane answered. I started laughing and he looked at me like I was crazy, but a smile seemed to form on his face. "You're laughing."
"Yeah, I guess I am," I smiled. "I just thought it was funny that you said the guy is."
"I'm happy. I'm happy to hear your little soft laugh again." He put his arm around me and pulled me close to his body. I put my head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head.
*******
As soon as I walked into Jessy's house, the house that I spent 80% of my life in, memories of Amy came to me. From the chair that she loved so much to the time the Christmas party we had one year. Shane pulled me into his body as we stood in the door way. Mike, Jessy's little brother, walked down the hall and into the kitchen. He stood at the counter and smiled at me. I looked around the room I stood in and noticed not much had changed since I left. I looked back and realized that he had grown into a handsome young man. Tall, about 6', short blonde hair, a clear complexion, and with a buff body. It was funny, there was always that connection between he and I. Sometimes I almost felt like he had a crush on me, but he was so much younger than me, four or five years. It would have never worked out between us, I only saw him as a brother anyways. It worked out that way. I always felt like I was apart of this family.
"How are you doing Casey?" Julie, Jessy's mother, asked.
"I could be better," I replied. "This Shane, my boyfriend. Shane, this is Julie, Jessy's mom."
"It's nice to meet you," Shane said with a nod of his head.
"Well, Jessy's in her room, if you want to go see her," Julie smiled.
"Thanks," I replied as I took Shane's hand and led him down the hall towards her room. She sat on her bed, her head in her hands, with Jesse sitting next to her. I walked in and placed my bags on the floor. She looked up at me, and without a word, we both knew what we needed. We took each other into our bodies and hugged. Shane took a seat next to Jesse on the bed as Jessy and I just stood there.
"How's she doin? I didn't wanna ask in the car," Jesse said.
"She hasn't been dealin with it too well. She's not eating much, not getting out of bed, it's been really hard on her," Shane replied.
"Jessy too. I wish there was something I could do for her, but I know there's not," Jesse said hanging his head. "Ya know, I proposed to her on Valentine's Day?"
"No, Case never mentioned it. But then again, I've been out with broken ribs so we haven't been focusing on anyone but us when we get to speak. Congratulations man," Shane said shaking Jesse's hand firmly.
"How are you?" Jessy asked softly as we pulled away and looked into each other dark gray blue eyes.
"I'm here, so I guess that's something," I replied. "You?"
"Casey, I don't think I can do this," she said breaking down into tears.
"Jessy, if I can do this, you can do this," I said gripping her shoulders gently.
"I'm not as strong as you Case."
"Bull shit. Jessy, you are so much more emotionally stronger than me. Always have been," I sighed.
"I'm just glad you're here with me."
"Me too."
"Jessy, why don't you umm, show Case the ring?" Jesse suggested clearing his throat.
"Ring?" I questioned.
"I forgot to tell you. Jesse asked me to marry him," Jessy said smiling through her sadness. She held out her hand to me and I smiled as I looked at the diamond set upon a platinum band with tiny alternating sapphires and diamonds on the band.
"It's beautiful. Congratulations," I said as I hugged her once again before moving onto Jesse.
"May I see it?" Shane asked as Jessy held her hand out to him. He took her hand softly in his and examined the fine craftsmen ship. "It's beautiful." He hugged her tightly and smiled.
*********
I stood in the bathroom, throwing my newly died black hair in a ponytail. I had been crying all morning and it showed on my face. It was Saturday morning, an hour before the funeral. I placed my hands on the edge of the sink and sighed. I walked out of the bathroom slowly, practically dragging my feet, and stopped as Jessy came towards me in a black knee length skirt and black sweater. She and I looked at each other with tears in our eyes and like earlier in the day, just hugged each other without a word. We hadn't spoken much all morning, in fact no one had. The house was deathly silent and uncomfortable. No one knew exactly what to say.
"You ready?" Shane asked barely in a whisper. I just looked over at him and nodded. He took my hand tightly in his and we started for the car. I started to walk by Mike in the kitchen when he placed his hand on my arm gently. I turned, looked at him, and let go of Shane's hand. I hugged him in a sisterly way and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
"You'll be okay," he whispered to me as Shane took my hand once again. I followed him to Jessy's car and slid into the backseat where I placed my head on his shoulder. Jesse drove, as Jessy was absolutely in no shape to be driving any place.
When we got to the funeral home Jessy and I slowly, side by side, followed the guys inside. She took my hand as we stood in the entrance way looking at all the people crying. She turned to me, with tears of her own streaming down her face, and said, "I honestly can't do this."
"I don't think I can either," I whispered trying desperately to hold back my tears.
"Casey?" Shane said breaking me out of my zone. He held me to his body tightly before walking me to our seats. Jessy, sitting next to me, held my hand tightly as the ceremony began. The whole time I had my head resting on Shane's shoulder, while I cried.
As soon as it was all over, Jessy and I said our condolences to Amy's family and left. We just couldn't stay around any longer. Shane and I packed up our things, thanked Jessy's family and loaded the car.
"Thank you Case. Thank you so much for being here with me," Jessy sniffed as she watched Shane and Jesse load up the car.
"I just wish we didn't have to do this. I still can't except the fact that she's gone," I said softly.
"Come on you two," Shane said as we all got into the car.
*******
"Are you okay?" Shane asked as I pulled on a sweatshirt.
"I will be better soon," I replied before placing a kiss on his cheek. I gave him a slight nod, grabbed my car keys, grabbed my cell phone, and began to leave.
"Casey, where are you going?" Shane asked quickly.
"I'll be back in a few hours. I'll be fine. I love you," I replied as I walked out the door. Shane stood at the door, watching me leave, shaking his head disapprovingly.
I cranked the cd Jeff gave me all the way up as I drove towards home. I needed to go to my special place and as fast as possible. I had never told Shane about the lake and field behind Jeff's house. Or even the bench we had decorated. That was mine and Jeff's little secrete. I pulled up Matt and Amy's driveway and used my key to get in the house. I quickly ran up to my room, saying hello to Comet on my way up, and pulled on all my dirt bike gear. I ran downstairs, pulled my bike out of the garage, and sped off towards Jeff's. I figured Jeff wouldn't be home, but wasn't positive so as I past his house I waved to a barking Liger that happened to be up on the back of Jeff's couch barking excitedly as I passed. I continued through the field and soon the serene area came into view. The lake was glistening under the bright March sun and the trees swayed slightly in the breeze. I got off my bike and ran my hand along the bench as I passed it. I slowly moved to the tree and sat down, resting my back against it's rough bark, staring out at the water. I took a deep breath and hung my head as I began to cry.
"What are you doing here?" I looked up immediately when I heard that voice. Even though I had cause him so much pain he had always spoke in a soft caring voice, but not this time. It was one of only a few times I could actually sense anger in his voice towards me.
"What?" I asked softly as I wiped my cheek.
"I asked what you were doing here," he replied impatiently.
"I needed to get away and this is usually the only place that can make me feel better," I said.
"This is my place," he said coldly as he crossed his arms.
"Your place? I thought you told me it was OUR place?" I replied angrily.
"It would be if you had called me back," he said as he sat on the bench roughly.
I looked over at him and narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What calls? You're the one that dropped me off at Shane's without a word."
"Bull shit. I told him to tell you that I was thinking of you and bye," he shouted back at me.
"Maybe he didn't hear you then. But you never once called me," I said through clenched teeth.
"I've called you at least twice everyday since I left you. I was completely worried about you. But I guess you didn't care about that."
"Fuck you Jeff. Shane would have fuckin told me you called if you had. And he didn't so you didn't," I yelled as I stood.
"Fine, call Ames if you don't believe me," Jeff said shoving his cell phone in my face.
"I have my own cell phone," I replied pulling it out of my pocket.
"Yeah, I know. I gave it to you!" Jeff yelled as he turned his back to me.
"Hello?" Amy answered.
"Hey, I have a question for ya," I said.
"Case, how was everything? Are you doin okay?" she asked.
"I'll talk to you about that later. Right now I have a question I need you to answer."
"Okay, shoot."
"Did Jeff call me this week?"
"Oh hell yeah! Every time I turned around he was on the phone callin to see if you were doin okay," she answered.
"Are you serious? Or are you making this up cause he wanted me to feel stupid?"
"Casey, I wouldn't lie to you. He seriously called you constantly," she replied.
"Oh, I um, I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay, take care."
"See?" Jeff said as I pocketed my phone.
"I'm sorry Jeff. I had no clue you called," I said hanging my head.
"That's alright," his tone softened.
"No, it's not. I appreciate your concern. I really do. And when I get back to Shane's I'll yell at him for it," I said.
"Casey, I can't do this anymore," Jeff said with an exasperated sigh.
"What are you talking about?" I asked as I sat next to him on our bench.
"Everyplace I go, I think of you. I can't sleep at nite cause you're always in my head. I need you Casey. Having you in my arms that one nite was the best thing I've felt in so long. I don't do anything without the bracelet on. I never take it off. I smell you all over my house. I need you back in my life," Jeff pleaded.
"Jeff, it's not that easy."
"Yes it is! Casey, I will forget everything that happened to us if we can just go back to the way we were!"
"Things will never be the same for us Jeff. NEVER!!!"
"Why not?!" Jeff demanded.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!!!!" I screamed.
"I love you too. That's why I need you back in my life."
"Jeff, I can't break Shane's heart. We can never be friends like we used to be after knowing what we know about each other."
"Please Casey, I'm begging you."
"I can't Jeff. I just can't."
"Ya know what Case? This whole thing sucks. It's like you don't even care that our once strong friendship went down the drain!"
"You don't think this isn't hard on me?! Jeff, this all hurts like hell. I miss you so much not being in my life. You were always the one I turned to when something went wrong and now you're not there. What the fuck do you think I do with all my emotions?! I bottle them inside because no one understands me like you do! And Jeff, you're right this whole thing does suck!" I yelled as I stood. I began to walk back to the bike when he grabbed my arm. I turned and faced him, staring deeply into his deep green eyes.
"At least tell me that you think about that kiss. Tell me that the kiss meant something to you."
"It made me feel like I've never felt before. I can't even explain it. It was the best thing in the world Jeff, it truly was," I answered as I hopped on the bike and sped off.
"If it made you feel that way, than why don't you come back to me?" Jeff asked himself as he watched me leave.
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"Casey, don't you think you should get up?" Shane asked rubbing my shoulder gently. I looked up at him with my eyes all red and puffy. "Oh come on baby. I know this is still really hard for you to deal with, but you've been lying here for almost a week. Jessy called and said that the funeral is on Saturday. I reserved tickets for us to go up there. Jessy said we could stay with her. Don't you think you should go?"
"I can't Shane. I just can't," I said softly.
"Please, you haven't even eaten much. Come on. I'll be right there with you."
"Shane, I fear death. It's the scariest thing to me. I can't go to a funeral."
"Casey, it's for one of your very good friends. And it'll be closed casket. Maybe it's time for you to face your fears. You went to the hospital that first time and now it's nothing, right?"
"Shane this is different."
"Case, you faced your fear back then. You can do it now. I'll be right there," he said as he held my hand tightly in his. "Maybe goin will give you a sense of relief."
"Alright. When does the plane leave?" I asked.
"Tomorrow morning. We'll come back right after if that's what you want. And then we'll both just lay here and do nothing together."
"Alright, as long as you're there with me," I said giving in. He kissed my cheek lightly as I laid back down.
"My mother is coming over to make us dinner," Shane said.
"I'm not hungry."
"Casey, you've barely eaten. Please, you need to eat something," Shane pleaded.
"Well, I'm not getting dressed."
"I'm not asking you to. And my mom will understand."
"I love you."
"I love you too." He smiled at me and left me to sleep until his mom would come.
"Oh dear, you look like an absolute wreck," Christine said as she pulled me into a hug.
"Mom," Shane scolded.
"No, Shane, I do. Cause I feel that way," I replied. She moved hair out of my face and smiled.
"You look like you need your parents," she said to me.
"If only I had some," I smiled.
"Oh honey, you do. Gil loves you so much. Why didn't you stay with him?" she asked.
"Because Jeff brought me here. I wanted to be with Shane. And I honestly don't think Dad would have known what to do with a girl this upset," I replied.
"Well, what about Mark?"
"He's working, Mom," Shane answered for me.
"Well, hmmm, you don't have a mother figure in your life do you?"
"No," I said sadly as tears began to prick the back of my eyes.
"Oh honey, don't hold it back. You can cry," Christine said as we walked into the living room.
"I'm so sick of crying," I choked out.
"I know. But that's the best medicine sometimes," she said smoothing out my hair.
Shane walked into the living room and smiled at us before leaving us alone. Hours later, Christine left and Shane and I retreated to bed to be ready for the flight in the early morning. We drove in silence in my newly painted Mustang to the airport. Shane had his brother take it to the shop to be painted a dark blue with light blue flames on the sides for an extra Valentine's Day gift.
"Jessy's picking us up right?" I asked softly as we settled into our seats on the plane.
"The guy is," Shane answered. I started laughing and he looked at me like I was crazy, but a smile seemed to form on his face. "You're laughing."
"Yeah, I guess I am," I smiled. "I just thought it was funny that you said the guy is."
"I'm happy. I'm happy to hear your little soft laugh again." He put his arm around me and pulled me close to his body. I put my head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head.
*******
As soon as I walked into Jessy's house, the house that I spent 80% of my life in, memories of Amy came to me. From the chair that she loved so much to the time the Christmas party we had one year. Shane pulled me into his body as we stood in the door way. Mike, Jessy's little brother, walked down the hall and into the kitchen. He stood at the counter and smiled at me. I looked around the room I stood in and noticed not much had changed since I left. I looked back and realized that he had grown into a handsome young man. Tall, about 6', short blonde hair, a clear complexion, and with a buff body. It was funny, there was always that connection between he and I. Sometimes I almost felt like he had a crush on me, but he was so much younger than me, four or five years. It would have never worked out between us, I only saw him as a brother anyways. It worked out that way. I always felt like I was apart of this family.
"How are you doing Casey?" Julie, Jessy's mother, asked.
"I could be better," I replied. "This Shane, my boyfriend. Shane, this is Julie, Jessy's mom."
"It's nice to meet you," Shane said with a nod of his head.
"Well, Jessy's in her room, if you want to go see her," Julie smiled.
"Thanks," I replied as I took Shane's hand and led him down the hall towards her room. She sat on her bed, her head in her hands, with Jesse sitting next to her. I walked in and placed my bags on the floor. She looked up at me, and without a word, we both knew what we needed. We took each other into our bodies and hugged. Shane took a seat next to Jesse on the bed as Jessy and I just stood there.
"How's she doin? I didn't wanna ask in the car," Jesse said.
"She hasn't been dealin with it too well. She's not eating much, not getting out of bed, it's been really hard on her," Shane replied.
"Jessy too. I wish there was something I could do for her, but I know there's not," Jesse said hanging his head. "Ya know, I proposed to her on Valentine's Day?"
"No, Case never mentioned it. But then again, I've been out with broken ribs so we haven't been focusing on anyone but us when we get to speak. Congratulations man," Shane said shaking Jesse's hand firmly.
"How are you?" Jessy asked softly as we pulled away and looked into each other dark gray blue eyes.
"I'm here, so I guess that's something," I replied. "You?"
"Casey, I don't think I can do this," she said breaking down into tears.
"Jessy, if I can do this, you can do this," I said gripping her shoulders gently.
"I'm not as strong as you Case."
"Bull shit. Jessy, you are so much more emotionally stronger than me. Always have been," I sighed.
"I'm just glad you're here with me."
"Me too."
"Jessy, why don't you umm, show Case the ring?" Jesse suggested clearing his throat.
"Ring?" I questioned.
"I forgot to tell you. Jesse asked me to marry him," Jessy said smiling through her sadness. She held out her hand to me and I smiled as I looked at the diamond set upon a platinum band with tiny alternating sapphires and diamonds on the band.
"It's beautiful. Congratulations," I said as I hugged her once again before moving onto Jesse.
"May I see it?" Shane asked as Jessy held her hand out to him. He took her hand softly in his and examined the fine craftsmen ship. "It's beautiful." He hugged her tightly and smiled.
*********
I stood in the bathroom, throwing my newly died black hair in a ponytail. I had been crying all morning and it showed on my face. It was Saturday morning, an hour before the funeral. I placed my hands on the edge of the sink and sighed. I walked out of the bathroom slowly, practically dragging my feet, and stopped as Jessy came towards me in a black knee length skirt and black sweater. She and I looked at each other with tears in our eyes and like earlier in the day, just hugged each other without a word. We hadn't spoken much all morning, in fact no one had. The house was deathly silent and uncomfortable. No one knew exactly what to say.
"You ready?" Shane asked barely in a whisper. I just looked over at him and nodded. He took my hand tightly in his and we started for the car. I started to walk by Mike in the kitchen when he placed his hand on my arm gently. I turned, looked at him, and let go of Shane's hand. I hugged him in a sisterly way and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
"You'll be okay," he whispered to me as Shane took my hand once again. I followed him to Jessy's car and slid into the backseat where I placed my head on his shoulder. Jesse drove, as Jessy was absolutely in no shape to be driving any place.
When we got to the funeral home Jessy and I slowly, side by side, followed the guys inside. She took my hand as we stood in the entrance way looking at all the people crying. She turned to me, with tears of her own streaming down her face, and said, "I honestly can't do this."
"I don't think I can either," I whispered trying desperately to hold back my tears.
"Casey?" Shane said breaking me out of my zone. He held me to his body tightly before walking me to our seats. Jessy, sitting next to me, held my hand tightly as the ceremony began. The whole time I had my head resting on Shane's shoulder, while I cried.
As soon as it was all over, Jessy and I said our condolences to Amy's family and left. We just couldn't stay around any longer. Shane and I packed up our things, thanked Jessy's family and loaded the car.
"Thank you Case. Thank you so much for being here with me," Jessy sniffed as she watched Shane and Jesse load up the car.
"I just wish we didn't have to do this. I still can't except the fact that she's gone," I said softly.
"Come on you two," Shane said as we all got into the car.
*******
"Are you okay?" Shane asked as I pulled on a sweatshirt.
"I will be better soon," I replied before placing a kiss on his cheek. I gave him a slight nod, grabbed my car keys, grabbed my cell phone, and began to leave.
"Casey, where are you going?" Shane asked quickly.
"I'll be back in a few hours. I'll be fine. I love you," I replied as I walked out the door. Shane stood at the door, watching me leave, shaking his head disapprovingly.
I cranked the cd Jeff gave me all the way up as I drove towards home. I needed to go to my special place and as fast as possible. I had never told Shane about the lake and field behind Jeff's house. Or even the bench we had decorated. That was mine and Jeff's little secrete. I pulled up Matt and Amy's driveway and used my key to get in the house. I quickly ran up to my room, saying hello to Comet on my way up, and pulled on all my dirt bike gear. I ran downstairs, pulled my bike out of the garage, and sped off towards Jeff's. I figured Jeff wouldn't be home, but wasn't positive so as I past his house I waved to a barking Liger that happened to be up on the back of Jeff's couch barking excitedly as I passed. I continued through the field and soon the serene area came into view. The lake was glistening under the bright March sun and the trees swayed slightly in the breeze. I got off my bike and ran my hand along the bench as I passed it. I slowly moved to the tree and sat down, resting my back against it's rough bark, staring out at the water. I took a deep breath and hung my head as I began to cry.
"What are you doing here?" I looked up immediately when I heard that voice. Even though I had cause him so much pain he had always spoke in a soft caring voice, but not this time. It was one of only a few times I could actually sense anger in his voice towards me.
"What?" I asked softly as I wiped my cheek.
"I asked what you were doing here," he replied impatiently.
"I needed to get away and this is usually the only place that can make me feel better," I said.
"This is my place," he said coldly as he crossed his arms.
"Your place? I thought you told me it was OUR place?" I replied angrily.
"It would be if you had called me back," he said as he sat on the bench roughly.
I looked over at him and narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What calls? You're the one that dropped me off at Shane's without a word."
"Bull shit. I told him to tell you that I was thinking of you and bye," he shouted back at me.
"Maybe he didn't hear you then. But you never once called me," I said through clenched teeth.
"I've called you at least twice everyday since I left you. I was completely worried about you. But I guess you didn't care about that."
"Fuck you Jeff. Shane would have fuckin told me you called if you had. And he didn't so you didn't," I yelled as I stood.
"Fine, call Ames if you don't believe me," Jeff said shoving his cell phone in my face.
"I have my own cell phone," I replied pulling it out of my pocket.
"Yeah, I know. I gave it to you!" Jeff yelled as he turned his back to me.
"Hello?" Amy answered.
"Hey, I have a question for ya," I said.
"Case, how was everything? Are you doin okay?" she asked.
"I'll talk to you about that later. Right now I have a question I need you to answer."
"Okay, shoot."
"Did Jeff call me this week?"
"Oh hell yeah! Every time I turned around he was on the phone callin to see if you were doin okay," she answered.
"Are you serious? Or are you making this up cause he wanted me to feel stupid?"
"Casey, I wouldn't lie to you. He seriously called you constantly," she replied.
"Oh, I um, I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay, take care."
"See?" Jeff said as I pocketed my phone.
"I'm sorry Jeff. I had no clue you called," I said hanging my head.
"That's alright," his tone softened.
"No, it's not. I appreciate your concern. I really do. And when I get back to Shane's I'll yell at him for it," I said.
"Casey, I can't do this anymore," Jeff said with an exasperated sigh.
"What are you talking about?" I asked as I sat next to him on our bench.
"Everyplace I go, I think of you. I can't sleep at nite cause you're always in my head. I need you Casey. Having you in my arms that one nite was the best thing I've felt in so long. I don't do anything without the bracelet on. I never take it off. I smell you all over my house. I need you back in my life," Jeff pleaded.
"Jeff, it's not that easy."
"Yes it is! Casey, I will forget everything that happened to us if we can just go back to the way we were!"
"Things will never be the same for us Jeff. NEVER!!!"
"Why not?!" Jeff demanded.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!!!!" I screamed.
"I love you too. That's why I need you back in my life."
"Jeff, I can't break Shane's heart. We can never be friends like we used to be after knowing what we know about each other."
"Please Casey, I'm begging you."
"I can't Jeff. I just can't."
"Ya know what Case? This whole thing sucks. It's like you don't even care that our once strong friendship went down the drain!"
"You don't think this isn't hard on me?! Jeff, this all hurts like hell. I miss you so much not being in my life. You were always the one I turned to when something went wrong and now you're not there. What the fuck do you think I do with all my emotions?! I bottle them inside because no one understands me like you do! And Jeff, you're right this whole thing does suck!" I yelled as I stood. I began to walk back to the bike when he grabbed my arm. I turned and faced him, staring deeply into his deep green eyes.
"At least tell me that you think about that kiss. Tell me that the kiss meant something to you."
"It made me feel like I've never felt before. I can't even explain it. It was the best thing in the world Jeff, it truly was," I answered as I hopped on the bike and sped off.
"If it made you feel that way, than why don't you come back to me?" Jeff asked himself as he watched me leave.
