A/N: Sorry for not updating for so long, but school started and there is so much to do. Stupid school. Ruins everything in life. [sighs] Anyway, here ya go! And remember to REVIEW.
CH 8 – I'm Sorry
"Katie, you can't keep giving me the cold shoulder," Freddy said desperately trying to make amends with her. "Dewey said that you could go on tour with us – you just won't be playing, that's all." It had been a week since the announcement of the tour. They're flight was leaving for California the next day.
Katie finally turned to him. "That's not it Freddy. You…lied to me. I mean, why couldn't you just tell me that Natalie was replacing me? What was so bad that you couldn't tell me that she was replacing me?"
Freddy looked at her and admitted that she was right. There really was no harm if he had just told her before. In all honestly, he didn't know why he didn't want to tell her before. But now that he had lied to her it had just made everything twice as worse because if you really wanted to get on Katie's bad side, all you had to do was lie.
"For the last time, she is not replacing you. She is simply just filling in for you for the time being. Why do you have to be so stubborn?!" Freddy said. "And I didn't lie to you! I just didn't…tell you when you asked that's all."
"ME?! The stubborn one?! And just to let you know not telling me is just like lying to me!"
"Yeah. You. And what do you have against Natalie anyway?"
"It's not me. It's her. You saw the way she looked at me and the tone of her voice back at Dewey's. And you're blaming me?" Katie sighed and put a hand to her temples and started rubbing them. "Ugh. I can't…I can't deal with this." Katie ran up the stairs to her room and shut the door. Her first instinct was to pull out her brown leather journal from under her bed. She went on the balcony and sat cross-legged in one of the comfy green lawn chairs. She stared out into the peaceful ocean and breathed the salty scent. 'So many memories, Katie thought and smiled thinking back to the days when she and her dad would always jog on the beach. Or actually when her dad would jog and Katie would follow him on a motor scooter because she couldn't keep up.
Staring at the ocean made her realize that her dad was a lot like the ocean. Beautiful, handsome, calm, and peaceful 99% of the time, but there were times when the storm would come and make the waves splash uncontrollably.
After her daze, she took out her fountain pen and opened her journal and began writing.
Friday, August 6, 2004
Freddy is driving me nuts. In more then one way I might add. First, he goes off and practically LIES to me about Natalie and then he goes and calls me stubborn and says that I have a problem with her when SHE IS THE ONE who has a problem with me!
But then I can't help the fact that part of me is saying that I'm overreacting because I'm jealous. Jealous of Natalie. Jealous that she got to learn the new material and she gets to play on the tour! (I know I get to go on the tour, but I'm just going to be backstage. I won't be rocking out.) But I have to admit to myself that the real reason I'm so grouchy and just crabby towards this whole situation and Natalie is because she has Freddy. My feelings for Freddy have been growing by the second. No matter how much I try to stop them, they keep growing and growing.
So all in all, I hate Freddy right now, but I lovehim as a best friend, but I strongly like him – A LOT – as a boyfriend.
DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Dude relax. Inhale…exhale. That's right," Zack calmed Freddy down.
"Your just freaking out – just take a breather," Lawrence advised Freddy. "And don't you think you're overreacting?"
"SHE," Freddy said pointing his finger to Katie's bedroom door, "Is the one who is OVERREACTING. NOT ME! NO SIRREE!"
"This is not good. You are aware that we are leaving to go on tour tomorrow right?" Lawrence asked him.
"Yes I know! And that is what is frustrating me! I can't leave on tour with this tension going on between her and me. It's bad enough that we already live in the same house – think about it when we're in the same tour bus – which is a LOT smaller. And…we actually sleep in the same room."
"Funny," Zack grinned. "I thought you'd rather enjoy the thought of sleeping in the same room with Katie."
"Would you get your perverted mind off of sex for one minute?" Freddy stared at him.
"But I'm right, right? You would enjoy sleeping in the same room as Katie. I mean it's not like you haven't done it before," Zack said.
"That was different! We weren't in a fight! For all I know while I'm sound asleep, she could get some kind of rope and strangle me to death!"
"Now you are REALLY overreacting. She can't strangle you. Don't forget – everybody is sleeping in the same room. Just different cots or beds or sleeping bags or whatever we're sleeping on," Lawrence said.
"Let's look at this from a different angle," Zack suggested staring out into the window and beyond. "Let's say you're not mad because of her being stubborn and as you say a bitch. Maybe you are mad at yourself because you neglected to tell her about it, but you are taking it out all on her because you are very stubborn and you care a lot about your pride."
"Well whatever the case," Lawrence said, "Me and Zack better go. We have to rest before we go on tour. But a word of advice – I suggest you apologize to her at least before tomorrow morning."
Freddy sighed. His friends were right. "I'll see you guys."
"See ya," they said and made their own way out of his house.
Freddy was standing right outside Katie's door breathing heavily. "Sorry Katie, I was a big jerk and I was just overreacting and I hope we can just patch things up…" Freddy recited. "Yeah that sounds good."
He knocked on the door, but no answer came. He put his hand on the doorknob and slowly opened the door and saw Katie in bed hugging her pillow tight. Freddy stared at her for a second and he pulled up the chair from her desk and sat on it. He held her hand and part of him thought he was crazy for even bothering to do it.
"Okay well I know for sure that I am crazy apologizing to you in your sleep. But it sure is a hell of a lot easier this way," Freddy chuckled feeling really dumb. "You know Katie, I had this whole speech planned out. Just to say I'm sorry. I wasn't going to do it, you know apologize but Zack and Lawrence talked to me and I realized that I was wrong.
"I really should've told you. You deserved to know, but for some reason I didn't want to tell you and then the part of you calling me a jerk and stubborn – it's all-true. I just wanted to keep my pride so I turned the tables on you and that really wasn't fair. Especially after all you've been through – you of all people don't deserve that.
"And I know that this apology isn't going to make a difference, because for one your sleeping and that means your unconscious and you won't remember any of this, but it'll be easier on me when I apologize to you tomorrow morning – yeah, that's right – when you're actually awake," Freddy chuckled and flipped her hand over in his and started tracing patterns on her palm.
"I didn't want us to go on tour together and have this tension because I hate that. It would mean I wouldn't have any fun and when you go on tour you have to have fun. It's like the rule," Freddy still held her hand and was now tracing initials into it. "But I really do want you to come. I know it'll be different cause you won't be playing and I admit, that deeply sucks, but I still want you to come. And I hope that when I apologize in the morning, you'll forgive me."
Freddy stared at her sleeping form. His gaze started on her closed eyes, down her nose, and then settled unto her lips. Her full, strawberry-pink, plush lips. Freddy stared at them intently and was almost drooling. He imagined that her lips would be untouched – so that would mean that he'd be her first kiss. And he liked that idea very much.
But he also imagined her lips to taste very sweet – like strawberries. They were the color of strawberries and he also remembered that Katie's favorite flavor was strawberries. And Katie was sweet. She was the girl next door. In a few seconds, he found himself leaning in to kiss her, but just before he touched her lips, he moved to the side and kissed her cheek. "Night Katie." Then he released her hand, but he felt something etched into it so he took her hand and stared at the palm.
Freddy's eyes grew wide and he quietly gasped. Scratched into Katie's palm was a big heart and inside the heart it said FJ KB = Y
Realizing that when he was talking to her he probably had scratched that into her palm with his nail. And he wasn't even aware of what he was doing. Wondering if that would leave a mark, he took his finger and started rubbing it out. But it didn't work – the mark only grew redder and soon it was popping out like 3-D style. 'Dammit. I forgot. Katie has sensitive skin so whenever I scratch it, it'll pop out, but it always goes away.' And with the thought of it going away, Freddy relaxed.
Shocked at what he had just done, he exited her room and went to his own.
When Freddy shut the door, Katie's eyes popped open and she smiled. "Don't worry Freddy. I'll forgive you tomorrow morning."
Then Katie looked at her hand – the one that Freddy had been holding and drawing stuff unto it. Whatever Freddy had written or drew, it was fading away fast. All Katie could make out was the letter 'J' and 'B'.
JB? What the hell is a JB? Katie thought but ignored it and returned to sleep.
Katie awoke the next day with a bright smile on her face. She took a shower and quickly dressed. Taking her suitcase in her hand, she went downstairs and saw Freddy pacing around muttering something.
"Hey Freddy," Katie said cheerfully. "What are you doing?" Freddy stopped in his tracks and looked up at her with a light blush on his cheeks.
"You're…talking to me?"
"Thing is, I'm just going to let this go. It's not even that much of a big deal," Katie said setting her suitcase next to Freddy's by the door.
"Well this is new," Freddy said staring at her with what seemed like pure shock.
"Come again?"
"The fact your just letting me go. Usually you'll give me the cold shoulder for about a month, then you'll explode and start cussing at me and then a week after that I'll apologize and all is right with the world again."
"Oh," Katie smiled. "Well I made an exception."
A/N: Okay, so nothing really important happened! But HEY! At least you got an update right? And plus, this chapter is just to prove that Freddy's starting to develop feelings for her…without really even being aware of it.
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