Chapter Four- You've Got A Friend
Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say. Unknown
Peter stormed into the ICU in a panic. He had gotten Sophie's note and even though he was assured that everything was fine he was worried. Sophie had been discrete, this was Juliette they were talking about and what Sophie didn't know about Juliette's past could be harmful to her recovery. The fact of the matter was that Juliette had tried to kill herself before, on more then one occasion.
"SOPHIE!" Peter shouted when he saw her. She turned towards him and immediately ran into his arms. "What happened?" he asked quickly, trying to take in some air.
"Juliette collapsed. Auggie brought her to me, she was unconscious, HE said she confessed to not eating and cutting... Peter she's cutting again."
"Dammit!" Peter swore pulling away from Sophie and punching the wall.
"Peter!" Sophie shouted trying to grab his attention. "Peter, she's alright... they got her on an IV... she's going to be alright."
"Physically maybe but mentally... I thought she was over all of this..."
"I know..." Sophie began, her own heart breaking with his. "But there's no way of knowing until we get a chance to talk to her and she still hasn't woken up yet."
"I failed Soph."
"No you haven't."
"Yes, I have. I told Juliette I would help her, I told her I wouldn't let this happen again."
"It's not your fault Peter."
"But it is!"
"No," she said wrapping her arms around him. "No, it isn't."
Peter took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind, tried to believe what Sophie was saying.
"You said that Auggie found her?"
"Yeah."
"When?"
"They appeared at your office door looking for you almost the minute we got off the phone together." "Where's Auggie now?"
"He's back at Horizon, he's pretty shaken up."
"He's her best friend."
"I know. You should have heard him in the car Peter. She had passed out but she was still breathing, I knew we didn't have the time to wait around for an ambulance and he offered to come with me. He just wanted to hold her. He promised her so many things Peter. Things that I know she heard, things that I know he can't do but it was just the innocence in it all... Peter they broke my heart," Sophie added with tears in her eyes.
"It's ok," Peter said pulling her into his arms. "Everything's going to be ok."
Love Is friendship Set on fire. French Proverb
Finally alone and with some time to herself Daisy sat down with the letter Ezra had given her. When she found out that Juliette was in the hospital everything had spun out of control, even Shelby was scared for dear old "Queenie." But Sophie had called to let them know what Juliette was stable and she was going to be alright. The whole place seemed to sound a sigh of relief, plus Peter was back, he would know what to do. He always knew what to do.
Daisy took Juliette's absence and Shelby's most recent escapade with Scott as the perfect opportunity to dip into Ezra's letter. And if it made her cry she would cry. No one was around, she didn't have to act strong and besides... she had promised to try to work on the upholding of her emotions... try being the key word there.
Daisy grabbed the blunt letter opener off of her desk and tore at the envelope. She pulled out the pages, five in all, and sat down on the bed to begin to read.
Daisy, By now I'm sure you've figured out what this letter is for. I'm sure you're a little embarrassed, and I can't blame you, I'm embarrassed too, but I hope with time you will learn to understand that I would be embarrassed for a life time if it meant telling you how I feel. I love you. There I said it, or wrote it rather, I just... well I felt it was time. I know you don't share my feelings but I figured I needed to tell you anyway. After all you are my best friend, and best friends share everything right? I'm really trying not to sound to corny here yanno? It's not working right? I didn't think so, I'm not really good at this kind of stuff. I mean I am, but not when it's me. I can take someone else's words, someone else's emotions and convey them on paper so much easier but when it comes to my own thoughts, my own emotions... I guess I'm just sorry I can't do this face to face. I tried once, remember that night in the old boat house, the night I told you about my love for Shakespeare and my obsession with Romeo and Juliet and how I only did what I did to impress you... man was that a nightmare. You broke my heart that night, remember that? Of course you do... how could you forget? You break my heart everyday Daisy. But I can take it, because I've come to realize that I would rather have you break my heart every day of my life then to never have you break my heart again. You are my Juliet- forbidden love, even if it is only forbidden because you don't love me back. I'm never gonna love anyone else the way I love you, I want you to know that. And even if I love again it still won't measure up to the way I feel for you. You've helped me come to understand that maybe I'm not as hopeless as I think I am, maybe with time I will actually be someone to make a difference in the world, maybe I am smart. And as much as I'm sure you're shaking your head as you read this you have to know that you have taught me to see the positive, even if it's buried deep in the negative. I guess, aside from spilling out all of my emotions to you, what I'm trying to tell you Daisy is, don't ever change. Stay just the way you are because as much as you don't agree, the way you are is perfect. If I had the chance I would never take back having come here because then I would never have had the opportunity to meet you, or have spent time with you, or have gotten to know you. So this is me basically saying thank you, and I would do it all over again if I had to. Right down to the overpowering drug addiction. You mean that much to me. I understand if after you read this you don't want to see me again, or talk to me again, or if you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way with this letter, if you're reading this then obviously I didn't chicken out and I actually gave it to you which took a lot on my part, I just want you to know I had to write this, for me. I guess in a way, what I'm trying to say is... well I love you and you're my friend, so here's to many more years together after all..."You just call out my name and you know where ever I am I'll come running to see you again. Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call. And I'll be there 'Cause you've got a friend." It's suits us, don't ya think. Always yours, Ezra
Daisy put down the letter and wiped the single tear from her eye. The quote he left her, it sounded so familiar. She knew she had heard it somewhere. She shuffled through Juliette's CD collection until finally she found what she was looking for. Carol King's "You've Got A Friend." She borrowed it from Juliette, threw it into her CD player and went to bed, even if she couldn't fight her fears, Ezra did have one point, she did have a friend.
It seems to me that the best relationships, The ones that last, are frequently The ones rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person And you see something more then the night before, Like a switch has been flicked somewhere, And the person who was just a friend Is suddenly the only person You can ever imagine yourself with. "The X-Files"
"Ezra, what are you doing out here? If you get caught you're on shuns for a week," Shelby whispered when she spotted Ezra sitting on the small groups of large stones situated just between the girl and boy cliffhangers dorms.
"I know," Ezra said quietly acknowledging, but not moving. "Yanno you could get in trouble if you get caught too?"
Shelby just smiled.
"I'm too good to get caught."
Ezra smiled back.
"How's Scott?" he asked trying to draw attention away from himself. Shelby smiled widely at the mention of his name.
"Good. And how's Daisy?"
"I don't know," Ezra said sadly.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, that's what."
Shelby sat down beside him.
"Talk to me," She said turning to Ezra, trying to get him to open up.
"We never even made it up the Mountain, we stayed at the pond the whole time, yanno the same place where we found Scott and her talking. I gave her the gift, she seemed to have liked it... I even gave her the letter. And then for a minute there I thought I saw something in her, something I had never seen before and I had hope but then... then she started with the friend stuff and... I just walked away."
"Oh Ezra..."
"Please Shelby, I've had enough pity for the week! I don't need any from you."
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok, really..."
"I just..." Shelby stopped mid sentence. "What's that noise?"
"What noise?"
"The music, don't you hear it?"
Ezra had almost forgotten, the music had been what stopped him in the first place.
"It's coming from you're dorm," He said dryly.
"Who's music is it?" Shelby asked.
"Daisy's I would assume seeing she is your only roommate right now."
Shelby rolled her eyes.
"I know it's Daisy's but... 'You've Got A Friend'... Daisy would never listen to something like that unless she had good reason."
"Who says she doesn't?"
"No one, I just... it's all kinda confusing. I'm getting tired, I'm gonna head up. You should do the same," Shelby leaned over and gave Ezra a light kiss on the cheek. "Sweet dreams," Shelby smiled sweetly.
"Yeah," Ezra smirked bitterly. "Pleasant Nightmares."
Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say. Unknown
Peter stormed into the ICU in a panic. He had gotten Sophie's note and even though he was assured that everything was fine he was worried. Sophie had been discrete, this was Juliette they were talking about and what Sophie didn't know about Juliette's past could be harmful to her recovery. The fact of the matter was that Juliette had tried to kill herself before, on more then one occasion.
"SOPHIE!" Peter shouted when he saw her. She turned towards him and immediately ran into his arms. "What happened?" he asked quickly, trying to take in some air.
"Juliette collapsed. Auggie brought her to me, she was unconscious, HE said she confessed to not eating and cutting... Peter she's cutting again."
"Dammit!" Peter swore pulling away from Sophie and punching the wall.
"Peter!" Sophie shouted trying to grab his attention. "Peter, she's alright... they got her on an IV... she's going to be alright."
"Physically maybe but mentally... I thought she was over all of this..."
"I know..." Sophie began, her own heart breaking with his. "But there's no way of knowing until we get a chance to talk to her and she still hasn't woken up yet."
"I failed Soph."
"No you haven't."
"Yes, I have. I told Juliette I would help her, I told her I wouldn't let this happen again."
"It's not your fault Peter."
"But it is!"
"No," she said wrapping her arms around him. "No, it isn't."
Peter took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind, tried to believe what Sophie was saying.
"You said that Auggie found her?"
"Yeah."
"When?"
"They appeared at your office door looking for you almost the minute we got off the phone together." "Where's Auggie now?"
"He's back at Horizon, he's pretty shaken up."
"He's her best friend."
"I know. You should have heard him in the car Peter. She had passed out but she was still breathing, I knew we didn't have the time to wait around for an ambulance and he offered to come with me. He just wanted to hold her. He promised her so many things Peter. Things that I know she heard, things that I know he can't do but it was just the innocence in it all... Peter they broke my heart," Sophie added with tears in her eyes.
"It's ok," Peter said pulling her into his arms. "Everything's going to be ok."
Love Is friendship Set on fire. French Proverb
Finally alone and with some time to herself Daisy sat down with the letter Ezra had given her. When she found out that Juliette was in the hospital everything had spun out of control, even Shelby was scared for dear old "Queenie." But Sophie had called to let them know what Juliette was stable and she was going to be alright. The whole place seemed to sound a sigh of relief, plus Peter was back, he would know what to do. He always knew what to do.
Daisy took Juliette's absence and Shelby's most recent escapade with Scott as the perfect opportunity to dip into Ezra's letter. And if it made her cry she would cry. No one was around, she didn't have to act strong and besides... she had promised to try to work on the upholding of her emotions... try being the key word there.
Daisy grabbed the blunt letter opener off of her desk and tore at the envelope. She pulled out the pages, five in all, and sat down on the bed to begin to read.
Daisy, By now I'm sure you've figured out what this letter is for. I'm sure you're a little embarrassed, and I can't blame you, I'm embarrassed too, but I hope with time you will learn to understand that I would be embarrassed for a life time if it meant telling you how I feel. I love you. There I said it, or wrote it rather, I just... well I felt it was time. I know you don't share my feelings but I figured I needed to tell you anyway. After all you are my best friend, and best friends share everything right? I'm really trying not to sound to corny here yanno? It's not working right? I didn't think so, I'm not really good at this kind of stuff. I mean I am, but not when it's me. I can take someone else's words, someone else's emotions and convey them on paper so much easier but when it comes to my own thoughts, my own emotions... I guess I'm just sorry I can't do this face to face. I tried once, remember that night in the old boat house, the night I told you about my love for Shakespeare and my obsession with Romeo and Juliet and how I only did what I did to impress you... man was that a nightmare. You broke my heart that night, remember that? Of course you do... how could you forget? You break my heart everyday Daisy. But I can take it, because I've come to realize that I would rather have you break my heart every day of my life then to never have you break my heart again. You are my Juliet- forbidden love, even if it is only forbidden because you don't love me back. I'm never gonna love anyone else the way I love you, I want you to know that. And even if I love again it still won't measure up to the way I feel for you. You've helped me come to understand that maybe I'm not as hopeless as I think I am, maybe with time I will actually be someone to make a difference in the world, maybe I am smart. And as much as I'm sure you're shaking your head as you read this you have to know that you have taught me to see the positive, even if it's buried deep in the negative. I guess, aside from spilling out all of my emotions to you, what I'm trying to tell you Daisy is, don't ever change. Stay just the way you are because as much as you don't agree, the way you are is perfect. If I had the chance I would never take back having come here because then I would never have had the opportunity to meet you, or have spent time with you, or have gotten to know you. So this is me basically saying thank you, and I would do it all over again if I had to. Right down to the overpowering drug addiction. You mean that much to me. I understand if after you read this you don't want to see me again, or talk to me again, or if you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way with this letter, if you're reading this then obviously I didn't chicken out and I actually gave it to you which took a lot on my part, I just want you to know I had to write this, for me. I guess in a way, what I'm trying to say is... well I love you and you're my friend, so here's to many more years together after all..."You just call out my name and you know where ever I am I'll come running to see you again. Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call. And I'll be there 'Cause you've got a friend." It's suits us, don't ya think. Always yours, Ezra
Daisy put down the letter and wiped the single tear from her eye. The quote he left her, it sounded so familiar. She knew she had heard it somewhere. She shuffled through Juliette's CD collection until finally she found what she was looking for. Carol King's "You've Got A Friend." She borrowed it from Juliette, threw it into her CD player and went to bed, even if she couldn't fight her fears, Ezra did have one point, she did have a friend.
It seems to me that the best relationships, The ones that last, are frequently The ones rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person And you see something more then the night before, Like a switch has been flicked somewhere, And the person who was just a friend Is suddenly the only person You can ever imagine yourself with. "The X-Files"
"Ezra, what are you doing out here? If you get caught you're on shuns for a week," Shelby whispered when she spotted Ezra sitting on the small groups of large stones situated just between the girl and boy cliffhangers dorms.
"I know," Ezra said quietly acknowledging, but not moving. "Yanno you could get in trouble if you get caught too?"
Shelby just smiled.
"I'm too good to get caught."
Ezra smiled back.
"How's Scott?" he asked trying to draw attention away from himself. Shelby smiled widely at the mention of his name.
"Good. And how's Daisy?"
"I don't know," Ezra said sadly.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, that's what."
Shelby sat down beside him.
"Talk to me," She said turning to Ezra, trying to get him to open up.
"We never even made it up the Mountain, we stayed at the pond the whole time, yanno the same place where we found Scott and her talking. I gave her the gift, she seemed to have liked it... I even gave her the letter. And then for a minute there I thought I saw something in her, something I had never seen before and I had hope but then... then she started with the friend stuff and... I just walked away."
"Oh Ezra..."
"Please Shelby, I've had enough pity for the week! I don't need any from you."
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok, really..."
"I just..." Shelby stopped mid sentence. "What's that noise?"
"What noise?"
"The music, don't you hear it?"
Ezra had almost forgotten, the music had been what stopped him in the first place.
"It's coming from you're dorm," He said dryly.
"Who's music is it?" Shelby asked.
"Daisy's I would assume seeing she is your only roommate right now."
Shelby rolled her eyes.
"I know it's Daisy's but... 'You've Got A Friend'... Daisy would never listen to something like that unless she had good reason."
"Who says she doesn't?"
"No one, I just... it's all kinda confusing. I'm getting tired, I'm gonna head up. You should do the same," Shelby leaned over and gave Ezra a light kiss on the cheek. "Sweet dreams," Shelby smiled sweetly.
"Yeah," Ezra smirked bitterly. "Pleasant Nightmares."