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Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend
Don't forget me, I can't hide it
Come again, get reignited
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Clay called Phoebe the next day, and took her out to dinner that night. They went to a small Spanish restuarant that wasn't too crowded, so they'd be able to take their time catching up.
"Oh my God, I cannot believe you really did that," Phoebe exclaimed, laughing over a cup of coffee.
"Believe it," Clay responded, taking a sip of his own drink. He'd just finished telling her one of his anecdotes about his travels over the past few years.
"So where else have you been since we both left New York?" Phoebe asked.
He thought for a minute, then counted off on his fingers, "Egypt, which I told you about, plus Tokyo, Madrid, Andorra, Isreal, Peru, and Syria."
"Wow," she breathed, impressed. "Must've been fascinating."
He nodded. "It was. I'd love to take you to all those places someday. Think about it, Phoebe. We could go back to the way we were, only better. We could go anywhere you wanted."
She smiled, but looked down. "As great as that sounds, I couldn't. I mean, let's be honest, Clay, neither of us were the most reliable people back then. Probably still aren't. But I've changed a lot since then. I've got two sisters who need me, and who I'm close to for the first time since we were kids. I've got a boyfriend. I've got school. I'm finally getting my life together."
He nodded, smiling back at her reassuringly. "It's okay. Really, I understand. It was just a thought, you know?"
"Yeah," she said, "I know."
Luckily, the waiter showed up just then, saving them from a potentially awkward moment.
"I think we're all finished here," Clay told him. The waiter handed him the check, which he payed, in cash. Then Clay got up, taking Phoebe by the hand. "Come on," he said, "I've got something to show you."
He took her up to the restaurant's roof. She walked a few steps, and twirled around, taking in her surroundings.
"This is amazing," Phoebe breathed. "The view from here is beautiful."
"It's not as breathtaking as the view from here," Clay replied, staring at her. "Have I told you yet tonight that you're beautiful?"
She blushed and looked down, not replying. He put his arms around her, and she leaned against him comfortingly. Just like old times. She was beginning to believe that, should they decide to try again someday, they could really make this work...
-x-
Paige entered her dark apartment, bag of groceries in hand. She set them down on the table, and flipped on the light. She instantly wanted to turn it off again. The place was a mess, as usual. She hadn't bothered to clean it in a while. Why should she? It wasn't as if she entertained there much.
She'd hardly had any guys there at all, except Leo. And even then, his visits were friendly, not romantic. She'd been on very few dates. She told herself that it was because of the meetings she'd been going to, that she shouldn't date until she completed the program. That was just an excuse. Truthfully, the reason she didn't date was because she felt disloyal to Glen. It wasn't as if she hadn't been with other guys before, when he was out of town. They'd never been exclusive, not since high school. Still, this time was different. This time, she wasn't sure if he was coming back.
As this train of thought was going through her mind, she absently started sorting through the mail that was on her kitchen table. One letter in particular stood out. Paige gasped when she saw the return address, then tore it open.
Her eyes scanned down the page, barely reading it until she caught this final paraghraph:
"Much as I love it here, I miss you. I may not be able to get back for a while, but don't worry, I'll be back. You know you can't get rid of me. Love always, Glen."
Paige re-read that bit over and over, wiping away a tear. She hadn't heard from him in months. She'd begun to think he didn't care, which was ridiculous, because after all, they'd been friends for so long.. But now she knew. He would come back, and everything would be okay.
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A/N: I don't focus on Paige or Phoebe often, so I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone, or something a lot less cliche. But yeah. Review, cause it gives me a happy.
A/N2: Just so you know, the next chapter is set about two months after this one.
A/N3: 500 reviews! ::squeals:: I love you all!
A/N4 (last one, I swear): Speaking of reviews, please r&r my fic Between The Black And The White. It's one of the first fics I ever wrote, and I just now got around to putting it up.
~from the song "Don't Forget Me" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers~
Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend
Don't forget me, I can't hide it
Come again, get reignited
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Clay called Phoebe the next day, and took her out to dinner that night. They went to a small Spanish restuarant that wasn't too crowded, so they'd be able to take their time catching up.
"Oh my God, I cannot believe you really did that," Phoebe exclaimed, laughing over a cup of coffee.
"Believe it," Clay responded, taking a sip of his own drink. He'd just finished telling her one of his anecdotes about his travels over the past few years.
"So where else have you been since we both left New York?" Phoebe asked.
He thought for a minute, then counted off on his fingers, "Egypt, which I told you about, plus Tokyo, Madrid, Andorra, Isreal, Peru, and Syria."
"Wow," she breathed, impressed. "Must've been fascinating."
He nodded. "It was. I'd love to take you to all those places someday. Think about it, Phoebe. We could go back to the way we were, only better. We could go anywhere you wanted."
She smiled, but looked down. "As great as that sounds, I couldn't. I mean, let's be honest, Clay, neither of us were the most reliable people back then. Probably still aren't. But I've changed a lot since then. I've got two sisters who need me, and who I'm close to for the first time since we were kids. I've got a boyfriend. I've got school. I'm finally getting my life together."
He nodded, smiling back at her reassuringly. "It's okay. Really, I understand. It was just a thought, you know?"
"Yeah," she said, "I know."
Luckily, the waiter showed up just then, saving them from a potentially awkward moment.
"I think we're all finished here," Clay told him. The waiter handed him the check, which he payed, in cash. Then Clay got up, taking Phoebe by the hand. "Come on," he said, "I've got something to show you."
He took her up to the restaurant's roof. She walked a few steps, and twirled around, taking in her surroundings.
"This is amazing," Phoebe breathed. "The view from here is beautiful."
"It's not as breathtaking as the view from here," Clay replied, staring at her. "Have I told you yet tonight that you're beautiful?"
She blushed and looked down, not replying. He put his arms around her, and she leaned against him comfortingly. Just like old times. She was beginning to believe that, should they decide to try again someday, they could really make this work...
-x-
Paige entered her dark apartment, bag of groceries in hand. She set them down on the table, and flipped on the light. She instantly wanted to turn it off again. The place was a mess, as usual. She hadn't bothered to clean it in a while. Why should she? It wasn't as if she entertained there much.
She'd hardly had any guys there at all, except Leo. And even then, his visits were friendly, not romantic. She'd been on very few dates. She told herself that it was because of the meetings she'd been going to, that she shouldn't date until she completed the program. That was just an excuse. Truthfully, the reason she didn't date was because she felt disloyal to Glen. It wasn't as if she hadn't been with other guys before, when he was out of town. They'd never been exclusive, not since high school. Still, this time was different. This time, she wasn't sure if he was coming back.
As this train of thought was going through her mind, she absently started sorting through the mail that was on her kitchen table. One letter in particular stood out. Paige gasped when she saw the return address, then tore it open.
Her eyes scanned down the page, barely reading it until she caught this final paraghraph:
"Much as I love it here, I miss you. I may not be able to get back for a while, but don't worry, I'll be back. You know you can't get rid of me. Love always, Glen."
Paige re-read that bit over and over, wiping away a tear. She hadn't heard from him in months. She'd begun to think he didn't care, which was ridiculous, because after all, they'd been friends for so long.. But now she knew. He would come back, and everything would be okay.
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A/N: I don't focus on Paige or Phoebe often, so I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone, or something a lot less cliche. But yeah. Review, cause it gives me a happy.
A/N2: Just so you know, the next chapter is set about two months after this one.
A/N3: 500 reviews! ::squeals:: I love you all!
A/N4 (last one, I swear): Speaking of reviews, please r&r my fic Between The Black And The White. It's one of the first fics I ever wrote, and I just now got around to putting it up.
~from the song "Don't Forget Me" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers~