Amy sat across from Remy at some cheap dirty truck stop. Her eyes looked
over her friend. The white blouse that wasn't tucking into her skirt was
wrinkled and tired looking. Her clothes matched Remy. Remy looked like she
hadn't slept in days. Her eyes were red and puffy like she had been crying
for hours, but the spark in her eyes that she hear Bright describe over and
over, about how it never left and it was the one thing that kept him going
sometimes, was gone, not that Remy ever looked her in the eyes.
Amy shifted in the booth and plastered on a smile. She knew Remy could probably see through it but she figured she had to try.
"I miss him." Remy whispered looking up from her nails, which she had been picking at.
Amy nodded solemnly and swirled the ice at the bottom of her empty glass around. "He misses you too."
Remy's eyes locked with Amy's, sending shivers up her spine. "Did you tell him?" Remy said in a panic. "He wanted me to try and work things out with my parents. He thought if I did this that I could come back for good." Remy fingers began picking her black nail polish off. "Forever."
The waitress came over and filled Amy's glass with water again. "I didn't tell anyone. Not even Ephram." Amy sighed. "How were things with your parents? How bad?"
"Pretty bad. They missed my birthday. They didn't even send a card." Remy smiled suddenly pulling something out of the interior pocket of Bright's jacket. "Ephram did! See!"
Amy took the paper card out of her hands. It was homemade and in Ephram and Delia's scrawl. She opened it and inside was a little baseball card that fell out onto the table. It was a minor league player so Amy had no clue who it was but she figured Delia would.
"Ephram sent a tape of him playing the piano. It was confiscated though." Remy said closing her eyes as if she were visualizing Ephram's fingers caressing the ivory keys and making the most beautiful music either of them had ever heard.
Amy licked her lips. "You mean your mother never gave you the card Bright got you?"
Remy's eyes opened in a flash. For a second the sparkle in her eyes appeared. "You mean Bright tried to send me something?" A grin danced upon her pale lips. "I was afraid he forgot my birthday."
"Of course he tried. All that week that's all he would talk about. He thought maybe you would come home that weekend, thinking maybe your birthday present from your parents would be a visit home." Amy smiled remembering the look on Bright's face. The goofy excited look, as if he was a little boy and Christmas had come early. But the smiled dropped off her face as she remembered the way Bright looked when he had come home from the Johnston's house only to find that they were away. He had asked their neighbors and everything only to find out they went back to New York to visit an old patient.
Remy's smile stayed on her face. "Have you talked to Ephram lately?"
Amy sighed. "Actually no; Bright and Ephram seem to have had a secret club after you left."
Ephram knocked of Bright's door and quietly waited in the hall looking around at the house. It was weird standing here, just thinking that Bright and him used to be the biggest enemies ever. He knocked again getting a little moan that in a way sounded like, come in, in response.
Bright was a lump under the covers of his bed and loud music blared from the speakers above it. Ephram shook his head. "Bright, enough of this crappy love song stuff. Isn't that what girls are supposed to do?"
"No." Bright's reply was muffled by the pillow that was pulled tightly over his head.
Ephram grabbed the pillow from Bright's hands and dropped it on the ground. "Come on get up. Why don't we go driving or something."
Bright grumbled and sat up. "Amy took my keys."
"Oh." Ephram said, his shoulders drooping. "Is this 3 Doors Down?" He said pointing at the stereo. "Here without You?"
Bright quickly turned the stereo off. "Maybe."
Ephram rolled his eyes. "Ok, we are going somewhere. Remy might have run off and Amy may have your keys, but we can do something."
Bright suddenly looked very alert. "Whoa! Say that again! Remy ran off and Amy ran off with my keys on the day that Remy ran off. Isn't that a little odd?"
"Yes." Ephram frowned. "Has Amy been getting mail lately?"
Bright's eyes widened. "Yes, from her pen pal from . . . New York."
Ephram jumped off the chair and Bright bounced off the bed running into Amy's room.
"Ok, if you were a girl where would you hide letters that were from your brother's girlfriend?" Ephram said coming to an abrupt stop.
"Under her mattress." Bright nodded.
Ephram frowned. "That's where you always look right? Think of the last place you would look."
Bright bit his lip. "Ummm . . . I know the place, but I don't think Amy would be happy if we were rummaging through it."
"Why is it her underwear drawer or something?" He replied his eyes scanning her room.
"Maybe . . ."
Amy drove down the highway. Her eyes moved from Remy to road like crazy. "Remy, could I ask you something?" She said turning the radio down to a whisper.
Remy bit her lip. "Uh huh."
"Why did you leave the school?"
Remy frowned and looked over. "I thought I explained that in the letters."
"Not really." Amy frowned; her eyes now glued to the road. "You said you couldn't stand it anymore."
Remy began chipping off her black nail polish again. "I missed everyone. Ephram especially. I know I should miss Bright more, but it's getting closer to Christmas and for him Chanukah and that means his mom's death and I want to be close to him when that happens." Remy looked over at Amy; blushing. "I must sound so corny but this year is going to be hard for him."
Amy frowned. "I would have thought . . ."
"Last year right?" Remy finished. "His mom promised when he was 16 at Chanukah, she was going to share something with him. Something special."
Amy blinked slowly. "Oh. I didn't know."
Remy shrugged and looked out the window. "Not many people do."
"Found them!" Bright yelled pulling three papers from a drawer in her dresser while Ephram rummaged through her nightstand.
Ephram got up off his knees and took them from Bright's hands. "Dear Amy," Ephram started trailing off at the unimportant parts. "Oh! I have a plan. On Dec. 4, I'm getting out of this place. I need you to pick me up on the 5th at this little town just outside of Denver. It was that place where Bright stole your keys and climbed up that tree. I'll be under that tree." Ephram looked up and grinned at Bright excitedly. "Remy's coming back."
Bright grabbed the papers from his hands. "It doesn't say anything about her coming back. It says she is getting out of the school."
Ephram frowned. "You think Remy is going to get on bus someplace?"
Bright shrugged.
"No. Remy likes it here too much. She'll come back."
A smile crept across Bright's face. "Why don't we ask her?"
Remy looked over at Amy whose eyes were glued to the road. The silence in the car was driving her even crazier than she already was. She smiled slightly and began to crack her knuckles. She didn't like to, it was just a nervous habit and she didn't even realize she was doing it.
Amy shivered each time a knuckle cracked. "Ew! Gross!" She yelped grabbing Remy's hands.
Remy bit her lip. "Sorry." She murmured. She took a deep breath.
Amy looked over at her. "It's really quiet in here." She commented; her eyes flipping back to the highway.
Remy nodded and reached for a dial. "Music." She said grinning. Her eyes widened as a song came on. "Omigod!" She screeched.
Amy smiled; her eyes moving wildly from the road to Remy who was bouncing up and down in the seat next to her overly excited. "What?"
"It's our song! Ephram and I!" Remy grinned. "We pick one every year and this one is this years!"
Amy grinned watching Remy smile genuinely since they were in the car.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears;" Remy sang quietly as she turned the song up. "When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears and I've held your hand through all of these years but you still have all of me"
Remy blushed as she realized Amy was watching her.
"It's one of those songs I can't help but sing." Remy explained blushing, unable to stop smiling.
A loud ring interrupted the music for a second.
"Oh, my cell!" Amy said reaching for her purse.
Remy shook her head. "I got it." She grabbed the purse and pulled the phone out with ease, handing it over to Amy.
"Hello?" Amy said into the phone turning down Evanescence, My Immortal down for a minute. "Oh . . . Hi Bright. Ephram's with you?" Amy said her face beginning to go pale. "No, I have no clue where Remy went; I told dad this morning." Amy bit her lip. "Ok, dad didn't ask me but I have no cl. . ." Amy was quickly cut off.
Remy frowned wondering what was going on.
"You found what!" Amy yelled. "You first of all shouldn't be sneaking into my room and snooping through my stuff!"
Remy bit her lip. Bright knew Amy and her had plotted to get her out of the school.
"Yes I know she is your girlfriend and Ephram's best friend. Yes I get that dad is going to be angry at me. I don't need you to tell me what I already know." Amy yelled into the phone pausing for a few seconds. "Yeah sure you can talk to her." Amy handed Remy the small cell phone.
"Remy?" the voice on the other end of the phone whispered.
Remy smiled. "Hey Bright. How are you?" her voice was meek and small. She was so scared he was going to yell at her.
"I was worried. You should have told me." He said calmly.
Remy breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't sure why she was scared of him but she was. "I know." She whispered. "But you would have told me not to."
Bright scoffed. "You're probably right. You do realize your parents will send you back."
"I know. I just miss you and I don't like it there."
She could almost hear Bright smiling on the other end. "I know you don't. I miss you too. It sucks without you here."
Remy sighed. "You didn't kiss any girls while I was gone did you?" she asked jokingly, getting a giggled from Amy who was listening to her side of the conversation.
"No I didn't. If you did I'm totally ok with that." Bright laughed.
Remy's jaw dropped. "What did I tell you about the sexual references?!"
"I think it was that I wouldn't be able to have children." He replied in mock guilt.
Remy smiled. "Can I talk to Ephram?"
"Yea sure. You aren't cheating on me with him are you?" He questioned, making her wonder if he was being serious.
Remy grinned. "Well I have known him since I was little, and he is pretty hott . . ."
She could hear Bright's expression change. "Hey!"
"And I do have this thing for musicians. . ."
"Hello! Boyfriend on the other end!" Bright yelped defensively.
"And I always liked the brooding type. . ."
By now, she knew Bright would be pouting. "Now, you're just being mean."
Remy grinned. "Ephram please."
"I missed you too." He mumbled.
"I missed you. Ephram please."
Remy grinned as she looked over at Amy who was grinning at her also. She knew Amy loved it when she teased her brother like that.
"Hey Rem." Ephram's voice was confident and excited.
Remy grinned. "F! You wouldn't believe what me and Amy heard like two seconds ago!"
The other end was silent for a few seconds as if he were seriously thinking about it. "Umm. . . a bunch of frat brothers singing it's raining men?"
Remy rolled her eyes. "No. But that would be pretty funny." She admitted grinning. "My Immortal."
"Why did we choose that song?" Ephram replied. She could almost hear him frowning.
"Because, you said you would learn it over Christmas slash Chanukah break and I would sing. It would be like the big Ephram/ Remy comeback tour." Remy said smiling.
"Minus the groupies and stadiums full of fans." Ephram added.
"You always have to ruin my fun." Remy said pouting.
Ephram sighed on the other end. "Stop pouting. I can hear you from here."
Remy's jaw dropped as she narrowed her eyes.
"What did you say to Bright about me that made him shove the phone into my stomach kind of hard?" Ephram asked. Remy could almost picture him rubbing his torso in pain.
"Nothing much; just that you're a hott and brooding musician, and I'm totally into that." Remy said laughing.
She could tell he was rolling his eyes. "I better go. Bright looks like he's going to hit me or something."
Remy smirked. "He wouldn't do that. He knows if he hurt you I would give him another black eye."
"Why don't I feel as manly anymore?" he asked sadly.
Remy smiled. "We love you just as you are. It doesn't matter to me that you need a girl to protect you."
"What do you mean 'we'? Ephram asked suspiciously.
Amy's jaw dropped as she realized Remy had said 'we' also.
Remy smirked. "Goodbye Ephram." She quickly hung up the phone and rolled her eyes at Amy. "You love him and you know it."
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A/N: Ok. . . I'm not sure if the phone conversation made any sense. It was just lots of fun to write so please be nice about it! Don't ruin my fun! : ) Anyways Review as always! I like hearing from you people!! You guys kick ass!!
~Toodles!
Amy shifted in the booth and plastered on a smile. She knew Remy could probably see through it but she figured she had to try.
"I miss him." Remy whispered looking up from her nails, which she had been picking at.
Amy nodded solemnly and swirled the ice at the bottom of her empty glass around. "He misses you too."
Remy's eyes locked with Amy's, sending shivers up her spine. "Did you tell him?" Remy said in a panic. "He wanted me to try and work things out with my parents. He thought if I did this that I could come back for good." Remy fingers began picking her black nail polish off. "Forever."
The waitress came over and filled Amy's glass with water again. "I didn't tell anyone. Not even Ephram." Amy sighed. "How were things with your parents? How bad?"
"Pretty bad. They missed my birthday. They didn't even send a card." Remy smiled suddenly pulling something out of the interior pocket of Bright's jacket. "Ephram did! See!"
Amy took the paper card out of her hands. It was homemade and in Ephram and Delia's scrawl. She opened it and inside was a little baseball card that fell out onto the table. It was a minor league player so Amy had no clue who it was but she figured Delia would.
"Ephram sent a tape of him playing the piano. It was confiscated though." Remy said closing her eyes as if she were visualizing Ephram's fingers caressing the ivory keys and making the most beautiful music either of them had ever heard.
Amy licked her lips. "You mean your mother never gave you the card Bright got you?"
Remy's eyes opened in a flash. For a second the sparkle in her eyes appeared. "You mean Bright tried to send me something?" A grin danced upon her pale lips. "I was afraid he forgot my birthday."
"Of course he tried. All that week that's all he would talk about. He thought maybe you would come home that weekend, thinking maybe your birthday present from your parents would be a visit home." Amy smiled remembering the look on Bright's face. The goofy excited look, as if he was a little boy and Christmas had come early. But the smiled dropped off her face as she remembered the way Bright looked when he had come home from the Johnston's house only to find that they were away. He had asked their neighbors and everything only to find out they went back to New York to visit an old patient.
Remy's smile stayed on her face. "Have you talked to Ephram lately?"
Amy sighed. "Actually no; Bright and Ephram seem to have had a secret club after you left."
Ephram knocked of Bright's door and quietly waited in the hall looking around at the house. It was weird standing here, just thinking that Bright and him used to be the biggest enemies ever. He knocked again getting a little moan that in a way sounded like, come in, in response.
Bright was a lump under the covers of his bed and loud music blared from the speakers above it. Ephram shook his head. "Bright, enough of this crappy love song stuff. Isn't that what girls are supposed to do?"
"No." Bright's reply was muffled by the pillow that was pulled tightly over his head.
Ephram grabbed the pillow from Bright's hands and dropped it on the ground. "Come on get up. Why don't we go driving or something."
Bright grumbled and sat up. "Amy took my keys."
"Oh." Ephram said, his shoulders drooping. "Is this 3 Doors Down?" He said pointing at the stereo. "Here without You?"
Bright quickly turned the stereo off. "Maybe."
Ephram rolled his eyes. "Ok, we are going somewhere. Remy might have run off and Amy may have your keys, but we can do something."
Bright suddenly looked very alert. "Whoa! Say that again! Remy ran off and Amy ran off with my keys on the day that Remy ran off. Isn't that a little odd?"
"Yes." Ephram frowned. "Has Amy been getting mail lately?"
Bright's eyes widened. "Yes, from her pen pal from . . . New York."
Ephram jumped off the chair and Bright bounced off the bed running into Amy's room.
"Ok, if you were a girl where would you hide letters that were from your brother's girlfriend?" Ephram said coming to an abrupt stop.
"Under her mattress." Bright nodded.
Ephram frowned. "That's where you always look right? Think of the last place you would look."
Bright bit his lip. "Ummm . . . I know the place, but I don't think Amy would be happy if we were rummaging through it."
"Why is it her underwear drawer or something?" He replied his eyes scanning her room.
"Maybe . . ."
Amy drove down the highway. Her eyes moved from Remy to road like crazy. "Remy, could I ask you something?" She said turning the radio down to a whisper.
Remy bit her lip. "Uh huh."
"Why did you leave the school?"
Remy frowned and looked over. "I thought I explained that in the letters."
"Not really." Amy frowned; her eyes now glued to the road. "You said you couldn't stand it anymore."
Remy began chipping off her black nail polish again. "I missed everyone. Ephram especially. I know I should miss Bright more, but it's getting closer to Christmas and for him Chanukah and that means his mom's death and I want to be close to him when that happens." Remy looked over at Amy; blushing. "I must sound so corny but this year is going to be hard for him."
Amy frowned. "I would have thought . . ."
"Last year right?" Remy finished. "His mom promised when he was 16 at Chanukah, she was going to share something with him. Something special."
Amy blinked slowly. "Oh. I didn't know."
Remy shrugged and looked out the window. "Not many people do."
"Found them!" Bright yelled pulling three papers from a drawer in her dresser while Ephram rummaged through her nightstand.
Ephram got up off his knees and took them from Bright's hands. "Dear Amy," Ephram started trailing off at the unimportant parts. "Oh! I have a plan. On Dec. 4, I'm getting out of this place. I need you to pick me up on the 5th at this little town just outside of Denver. It was that place where Bright stole your keys and climbed up that tree. I'll be under that tree." Ephram looked up and grinned at Bright excitedly. "Remy's coming back."
Bright grabbed the papers from his hands. "It doesn't say anything about her coming back. It says she is getting out of the school."
Ephram frowned. "You think Remy is going to get on bus someplace?"
Bright shrugged.
"No. Remy likes it here too much. She'll come back."
A smile crept across Bright's face. "Why don't we ask her?"
Remy looked over at Amy whose eyes were glued to the road. The silence in the car was driving her even crazier than she already was. She smiled slightly and began to crack her knuckles. She didn't like to, it was just a nervous habit and she didn't even realize she was doing it.
Amy shivered each time a knuckle cracked. "Ew! Gross!" She yelped grabbing Remy's hands.
Remy bit her lip. "Sorry." She murmured. She took a deep breath.
Amy looked over at her. "It's really quiet in here." She commented; her eyes flipping back to the highway.
Remy nodded and reached for a dial. "Music." She said grinning. Her eyes widened as a song came on. "Omigod!" She screeched.
Amy smiled; her eyes moving wildly from the road to Remy who was bouncing up and down in the seat next to her overly excited. "What?"
"It's our song! Ephram and I!" Remy grinned. "We pick one every year and this one is this years!"
Amy grinned watching Remy smile genuinely since they were in the car.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears;" Remy sang quietly as she turned the song up. "When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears and I've held your hand through all of these years but you still have all of me"
Remy blushed as she realized Amy was watching her.
"It's one of those songs I can't help but sing." Remy explained blushing, unable to stop smiling.
A loud ring interrupted the music for a second.
"Oh, my cell!" Amy said reaching for her purse.
Remy shook her head. "I got it." She grabbed the purse and pulled the phone out with ease, handing it over to Amy.
"Hello?" Amy said into the phone turning down Evanescence, My Immortal down for a minute. "Oh . . . Hi Bright. Ephram's with you?" Amy said her face beginning to go pale. "No, I have no clue where Remy went; I told dad this morning." Amy bit her lip. "Ok, dad didn't ask me but I have no cl. . ." Amy was quickly cut off.
Remy frowned wondering what was going on.
"You found what!" Amy yelled. "You first of all shouldn't be sneaking into my room and snooping through my stuff!"
Remy bit her lip. Bright knew Amy and her had plotted to get her out of the school.
"Yes I know she is your girlfriend and Ephram's best friend. Yes I get that dad is going to be angry at me. I don't need you to tell me what I already know." Amy yelled into the phone pausing for a few seconds. "Yeah sure you can talk to her." Amy handed Remy the small cell phone.
"Remy?" the voice on the other end of the phone whispered.
Remy smiled. "Hey Bright. How are you?" her voice was meek and small. She was so scared he was going to yell at her.
"I was worried. You should have told me." He said calmly.
Remy breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't sure why she was scared of him but she was. "I know." She whispered. "But you would have told me not to."
Bright scoffed. "You're probably right. You do realize your parents will send you back."
"I know. I just miss you and I don't like it there."
She could almost hear Bright smiling on the other end. "I know you don't. I miss you too. It sucks without you here."
Remy sighed. "You didn't kiss any girls while I was gone did you?" she asked jokingly, getting a giggled from Amy who was listening to her side of the conversation.
"No I didn't. If you did I'm totally ok with that." Bright laughed.
Remy's jaw dropped. "What did I tell you about the sexual references?!"
"I think it was that I wouldn't be able to have children." He replied in mock guilt.
Remy smiled. "Can I talk to Ephram?"
"Yea sure. You aren't cheating on me with him are you?" He questioned, making her wonder if he was being serious.
Remy grinned. "Well I have known him since I was little, and he is pretty hott . . ."
She could hear Bright's expression change. "Hey!"
"And I do have this thing for musicians. . ."
"Hello! Boyfriend on the other end!" Bright yelped defensively.
"And I always liked the brooding type. . ."
By now, she knew Bright would be pouting. "Now, you're just being mean."
Remy grinned. "Ephram please."
"I missed you too." He mumbled.
"I missed you. Ephram please."
Remy grinned as she looked over at Amy who was grinning at her also. She knew Amy loved it when she teased her brother like that.
"Hey Rem." Ephram's voice was confident and excited.
Remy grinned. "F! You wouldn't believe what me and Amy heard like two seconds ago!"
The other end was silent for a few seconds as if he were seriously thinking about it. "Umm. . . a bunch of frat brothers singing it's raining men?"
Remy rolled her eyes. "No. But that would be pretty funny." She admitted grinning. "My Immortal."
"Why did we choose that song?" Ephram replied. She could almost hear him frowning.
"Because, you said you would learn it over Christmas slash Chanukah break and I would sing. It would be like the big Ephram/ Remy comeback tour." Remy said smiling.
"Minus the groupies and stadiums full of fans." Ephram added.
"You always have to ruin my fun." Remy said pouting.
Ephram sighed on the other end. "Stop pouting. I can hear you from here."
Remy's jaw dropped as she narrowed her eyes.
"What did you say to Bright about me that made him shove the phone into my stomach kind of hard?" Ephram asked. Remy could almost picture him rubbing his torso in pain.
"Nothing much; just that you're a hott and brooding musician, and I'm totally into that." Remy said laughing.
She could tell he was rolling his eyes. "I better go. Bright looks like he's going to hit me or something."
Remy smirked. "He wouldn't do that. He knows if he hurt you I would give him another black eye."
"Why don't I feel as manly anymore?" he asked sadly.
Remy smiled. "We love you just as you are. It doesn't matter to me that you need a girl to protect you."
"What do you mean 'we'? Ephram asked suspiciously.
Amy's jaw dropped as she realized Remy had said 'we' also.
Remy smirked. "Goodbye Ephram." She quickly hung up the phone and rolled her eyes at Amy. "You love him and you know it."
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A/N: Ok. . . I'm not sure if the phone conversation made any sense. It was just lots of fun to write so please be nice about it! Don't ruin my fun! : ) Anyways Review as always! I like hearing from you people!! You guys kick ass!!
~Toodles!