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Chapter 27 uses "If you're not the one," by Daniel Bedingfield
Chapter 27: If you're not the one
Amy's eyes burned through Kayla with an air of jealousy. With all the commotion going on, Ephram hadn't had time to tell Amy that he and Kayla were going to try being friends. He also needed to encourage Amy to consider talking to Kayla and working through their problems because deep down Kayla still wanted to be Amy's friend. None of that counted though, because it hadn't had the chance to. Instead, Amy was plagued with confusion, frustration, and anger, not only from Kayla's spontaneous appearance but by what had happened with Tommy only minutes before.
Ephram foresaw all of what Amy was thinking and about to say, and rightfully interjected before she had the chance to go any further, "Kayla and I are friends now, I went to talk to her about you and I," he started but Amy already had started to respond.
"Kayla doesn't even know anything ABOUT you and I, why would you ask her, of all people?" she shouted.
"I don't know, Amy, maybe because I went through the same thing as he recently has!" Kayla shouted back in return. Ephram cringed. He didn't need to be trapped between his girlfriend and Kayla, the person who had the right perspective. And so he walked over to Amy and held her hand. Tommy looked away.
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"If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all"
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"I needed to talk to someone about what I was feeling, what I was going through. Kayla helped me see that what exists between you and Tommy is purely friendship and it's foolish for me to think either of you feel otherwise," Amy softened at this, and Tommy excused himself to 'check on Micah.' He couldn't look Ephram in the eye while he was saying all those things. How could he do this to the guy who was kind enough to let his son and him live there until they could make it on their own?
"Well, I still don't trust her," Amy said snottily facing Kayla.
"You know, I'm right here, you don't have to speak as if I'm not," Kayla defended her emotions.
"And you don't have to pretend to be nice to Ephram. What's your real motive?" Amy dared to ask.
"I came to see if everything worked out between you two, if you must know,"
"Yes, I must," Amy said pulling away from Ephram to get in Kayla's face.
"Can we all just settle down, please?" Ephram suggested, knowing that Micah was asleep.
"You're not in this!" Both girls shouted at the same time.
"Glad to see that you two agree on at least ONE thing," he said and resorted to silence.
"If you're here to prove to me that you're worthy of being Ephram's friend then you're not doing a very good job of it,"
"So now you're the keeper of his friends?" Kayla asked loudly, "Well isn't that the SAME thing you were mad about when you thought Ephram was trying to tell you who your friends could be?" Amy hated to admit that Kayla had just made sense, so instead she relied on actions that she thought her 'friend' deserved. Putting her hand on a piece of cake, she lifted it and smashed it right into Kayla's face. Naturally, Kayla screamed.
"Who do you are?!" she screamed, wiping the frosting away from her eyes to see.
"The same girl I've always been, except for now I have something you can't have," she smiled devilishly, "Ephram," to this Kayla took to pieces of cake and smeared them around in Amy's hair. Ephram had an extremely hard time not laughing at what was going on right in front of him. When a full fledged cake war began he decided it was going too far,
"Okay, okay, that's enough. I'm the one who's going to have to clean up after you two so if you would just calm down," he said, but Kayla and Amy both threw cake at him. It wasn't that they were getting along now, it was just that he had interfered. By now Tommy had returned.
"Happy Birthday to me, I guess," Tommy joked looking at the two girls covered in cake, and pretending to take a bite out of Kayla. She screamed, and then ended up laughing. Just when Ephram thought things were settling down, he was dead wrong.
"You stay the hell away from Ephram, he doesn't need you drugging him again,"
"Here's an idea, Amy . . . start realizing what a nice guy Ephram is and that he's going to have other friends; people you don't even get along with will get along with Ephram,"
"Forget you," Amy said storming upstairs, "When I get cleaned up I'm going home. I'll call you tomorrow, Ephram, okay?" she said kissing him.
"Yeah, okay . . ." was all he had time to say before he heard the bathroom door slamming shut.
"Ephram, I'm sorry . . . I didn't mean to . . ." Kayla said sitting down.
"No, it's okay, she's had a rough few days. I'm sure she normally would've reacted differently," he apologized for her, then turned toward Tommy who looked out of place and uncomfortable.
"Will you do me a favor and go check on her?" Ephram asked Tommy. *Not smart of you, but yes,* Tommy thought.
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"I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"
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"Yeah, no problem," he said hurrying up the stairs. He arrived at the bathroom door to hear his friend's sobs. This broke his heart; it would've before, but especially now. He knocked once,
"Amy? Amy come out here," Tommy gently said.
"Leave me alone, I don't want to talk to anybody," she responded shakily.
"I know you don't, but I also know you told me it's okay to be sad about things," he reminded her.
"I know it is, I just want to be sad in here, by myself right now," she said pressed up against the door so he could hear her muffled responses.
"You also said it's important to talk to people; that you didn't do that last time and that's how you became depressed,"
The door cracked open slightly. "You can come in," she said hesitatingly. He wasn't sure how to react. He hadn't ever been invited into a bathroom with a girl before. Amy was sitting in the middle of the bathroom on a circular rug, surrounded by mascara drenched Kleenexes. Her cheeks were red, her eyes swollen, cake clumped in her hair. She looked a mess, yet to Tommy she looked more beautiful than ever. He took a seat next to her,
"Is it okay if I, um, move these over a little?" he asked carefully picking up a few of the balled up Kleenexes. She nodded.
"Sorry," she said shyly.
"No, I'm sorry," he said trying to force his gaze away from her eyes. "Amy, I was a jerk to you earlier. It scares me, worries me that I might end up like my dad one day," he still wasn't planning on telling her why he had acted the way he did.
"No, Tommy, you could never end up like him. You're too gentle and loving," she said, making him blush. "Are you okay?" she asked kindly.
"Yes, I'm just a little warm," he said fanning himself with the collar of his shirt, "I'm here if you need me," he comforted her.
"I always need you," she said seriously, making his heart race. "You're my best friend," she continued, bringing him back to reality.
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"If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life"
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"Do you see Kayla as a threat?" he asked gently, trying to change the subject.
"I don't know, Tommy, it's like I'm not comfortable in my own shoes anymore. Just when I was happy, just when I had what I needed, I get sent back down again, you know? I'm happy with Ephram, he loves me, I love him," Tommy looked away, but Amy continued, "and I just don't want to be friends with anyone who would try to ruin that,"
Tommy's heart caught in his chest. What was he supposed to do now? Although he never planned on doing anything about his feelings for Amy, he certainly had to expel them now before she found out and kicked him, and Micah for that matter, out of her life forever.
"Don't jump to any conclusions, Amy," he said kindly, and she leaned her head on his shoulder. He could barely breathe, but forced out the words, "I have a feeling that no one could come between you and Ephram,"
"Thanks," she said leaning up and giving him a kiss on the cheek. This was torture for him. It had been 3 years since he loved anyone, and while his feelings for Amy were just starting, he was afraid at this rate he'd be in love with her in a matter of days. That, he could not stand for. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked looking him right in the eye.
"Anything," he smiled.
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"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side"
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Meanwhile, Kayla and Ephram were attempting to clean up the Brown's kitchen before Andy or Delia saw it.
"So I guess this means you and I shouldn't be friends," Kayla said tossing the plate the cake was on in the sink.
"That's ridiculous, Kayla. You said it yourself, that's what I was trying to do before and it was wrong. I love Amy more than anything, but I don't deny her rights to see Tommy now, in fact, he and I are friends now too,"
"Oh yeah?" she said looking as if she were coming up with a master plan.
"What now?" he rolled his eyes, smirking.
"He's kinda cute . . ." she said, hoping Ephram would catch on.
"No," he said seriously, "Absolutely not, I am not suggesting that he ask you out," he shook his head.
"Why not?!" she asked wiping the table with a dishcloth.
"Because he's got a lot going on right now, and he's Amy's best friend,"
"Oh . . ." she cut him off with a sad tone. He didn't realize why until a few seconds later.
"Oh . . . Kayla, God, I'm sorry, I just meant that . . ."
"No, it's fine. I know she didn't consider me her best friend anymore. I mean, who am I to talk? You're one of the forgotten ones too, right?"
"Kind of, but I still have her," he said finishing up the last of the cleaning. "And if I set you up with Tommy she's going to get angry,"
"Why?" she asked. Ephram could tell she was serious.
"Because she's very protective of her guy friends," he explained, "I know, I used to be one of them."
"You still are," she said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Not as much, but I accept it," he nodded.
"Well you're my guy friend," she said happily, trying to cheer him up.
"And I'm glad," he said thanking her for helping him clean up.
Upstairs, Tommy's heart was going in every which way and there was no use trying to figure out which one was right.
"Will you help me get this cake out of my hair?" Amy asked, still not able to stop crying. She threw herself into his arms, hugging him until he was out of breath.
Part of him saw Amy as his best friend, another as someone he connected with through common experience, and the last as someone who was amazing when dealing with his son. It was still only his first day as a legal adult and Tommy was already daydreaming about his future. The only problem was, he couldn't seem to imagine it without Amy, and she couldn't imagine hers without Ephram.
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"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms"
Chapter 27 uses "If you're not the one," by Daniel Bedingfield
Chapter 27: If you're not the one
Amy's eyes burned through Kayla with an air of jealousy. With all the commotion going on, Ephram hadn't had time to tell Amy that he and Kayla were going to try being friends. He also needed to encourage Amy to consider talking to Kayla and working through their problems because deep down Kayla still wanted to be Amy's friend. None of that counted though, because it hadn't had the chance to. Instead, Amy was plagued with confusion, frustration, and anger, not only from Kayla's spontaneous appearance but by what had happened with Tommy only minutes before.
Ephram foresaw all of what Amy was thinking and about to say, and rightfully interjected before she had the chance to go any further, "Kayla and I are friends now, I went to talk to her about you and I," he started but Amy already had started to respond.
"Kayla doesn't even know anything ABOUT you and I, why would you ask her, of all people?" she shouted.
"I don't know, Amy, maybe because I went through the same thing as he recently has!" Kayla shouted back in return. Ephram cringed. He didn't need to be trapped between his girlfriend and Kayla, the person who had the right perspective. And so he walked over to Amy and held her hand. Tommy looked away.
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"If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all"
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"I needed to talk to someone about what I was feeling, what I was going through. Kayla helped me see that what exists between you and Tommy is purely friendship and it's foolish for me to think either of you feel otherwise," Amy softened at this, and Tommy excused himself to 'check on Micah.' He couldn't look Ephram in the eye while he was saying all those things. How could he do this to the guy who was kind enough to let his son and him live there until they could make it on their own?
"Well, I still don't trust her," Amy said snottily facing Kayla.
"You know, I'm right here, you don't have to speak as if I'm not," Kayla defended her emotions.
"And you don't have to pretend to be nice to Ephram. What's your real motive?" Amy dared to ask.
"I came to see if everything worked out between you two, if you must know,"
"Yes, I must," Amy said pulling away from Ephram to get in Kayla's face.
"Can we all just settle down, please?" Ephram suggested, knowing that Micah was asleep.
"You're not in this!" Both girls shouted at the same time.
"Glad to see that you two agree on at least ONE thing," he said and resorted to silence.
"If you're here to prove to me that you're worthy of being Ephram's friend then you're not doing a very good job of it,"
"So now you're the keeper of his friends?" Kayla asked loudly, "Well isn't that the SAME thing you were mad about when you thought Ephram was trying to tell you who your friends could be?" Amy hated to admit that Kayla had just made sense, so instead she relied on actions that she thought her 'friend' deserved. Putting her hand on a piece of cake, she lifted it and smashed it right into Kayla's face. Naturally, Kayla screamed.
"Who do you are?!" she screamed, wiping the frosting away from her eyes to see.
"The same girl I've always been, except for now I have something you can't have," she smiled devilishly, "Ephram," to this Kayla took to pieces of cake and smeared them around in Amy's hair. Ephram had an extremely hard time not laughing at what was going on right in front of him. When a full fledged cake war began he decided it was going too far,
"Okay, okay, that's enough. I'm the one who's going to have to clean up after you two so if you would just calm down," he said, but Kayla and Amy both threw cake at him. It wasn't that they were getting along now, it was just that he had interfered. By now Tommy had returned.
"Happy Birthday to me, I guess," Tommy joked looking at the two girls covered in cake, and pretending to take a bite out of Kayla. She screamed, and then ended up laughing. Just when Ephram thought things were settling down, he was dead wrong.
"You stay the hell away from Ephram, he doesn't need you drugging him again,"
"Here's an idea, Amy . . . start realizing what a nice guy Ephram is and that he's going to have other friends; people you don't even get along with will get along with Ephram,"
"Forget you," Amy said storming upstairs, "When I get cleaned up I'm going home. I'll call you tomorrow, Ephram, okay?" she said kissing him.
"Yeah, okay . . ." was all he had time to say before he heard the bathroom door slamming shut.
"Ephram, I'm sorry . . . I didn't mean to . . ." Kayla said sitting down.
"No, it's okay, she's had a rough few days. I'm sure she normally would've reacted differently," he apologized for her, then turned toward Tommy who looked out of place and uncomfortable.
"Will you do me a favor and go check on her?" Ephram asked Tommy. *Not smart of you, but yes,* Tommy thought.
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"I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"
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"Yeah, no problem," he said hurrying up the stairs. He arrived at the bathroom door to hear his friend's sobs. This broke his heart; it would've before, but especially now. He knocked once,
"Amy? Amy come out here," Tommy gently said.
"Leave me alone, I don't want to talk to anybody," she responded shakily.
"I know you don't, but I also know you told me it's okay to be sad about things," he reminded her.
"I know it is, I just want to be sad in here, by myself right now," she said pressed up against the door so he could hear her muffled responses.
"You also said it's important to talk to people; that you didn't do that last time and that's how you became depressed,"
The door cracked open slightly. "You can come in," she said hesitatingly. He wasn't sure how to react. He hadn't ever been invited into a bathroom with a girl before. Amy was sitting in the middle of the bathroom on a circular rug, surrounded by mascara drenched Kleenexes. Her cheeks were red, her eyes swollen, cake clumped in her hair. She looked a mess, yet to Tommy she looked more beautiful than ever. He took a seat next to her,
"Is it okay if I, um, move these over a little?" he asked carefully picking up a few of the balled up Kleenexes. She nodded.
"Sorry," she said shyly.
"No, I'm sorry," he said trying to force his gaze away from her eyes. "Amy, I was a jerk to you earlier. It scares me, worries me that I might end up like my dad one day," he still wasn't planning on telling her why he had acted the way he did.
"No, Tommy, you could never end up like him. You're too gentle and loving," she said, making him blush. "Are you okay?" she asked kindly.
"Yes, I'm just a little warm," he said fanning himself with the collar of his shirt, "I'm here if you need me," he comforted her.
"I always need you," she said seriously, making his heart race. "You're my best friend," she continued, bringing him back to reality.
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"If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life"
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"Do you see Kayla as a threat?" he asked gently, trying to change the subject.
"I don't know, Tommy, it's like I'm not comfortable in my own shoes anymore. Just when I was happy, just when I had what I needed, I get sent back down again, you know? I'm happy with Ephram, he loves me, I love him," Tommy looked away, but Amy continued, "and I just don't want to be friends with anyone who would try to ruin that,"
Tommy's heart caught in his chest. What was he supposed to do now? Although he never planned on doing anything about his feelings for Amy, he certainly had to expel them now before she found out and kicked him, and Micah for that matter, out of her life forever.
"Don't jump to any conclusions, Amy," he said kindly, and she leaned her head on his shoulder. He could barely breathe, but forced out the words, "I have a feeling that no one could come between you and Ephram,"
"Thanks," she said leaning up and giving him a kiss on the cheek. This was torture for him. It had been 3 years since he loved anyone, and while his feelings for Amy were just starting, he was afraid at this rate he'd be in love with her in a matter of days. That, he could not stand for. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked looking him right in the eye.
"Anything," he smiled.
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"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side"
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Meanwhile, Kayla and Ephram were attempting to clean up the Brown's kitchen before Andy or Delia saw it.
"So I guess this means you and I shouldn't be friends," Kayla said tossing the plate the cake was on in the sink.
"That's ridiculous, Kayla. You said it yourself, that's what I was trying to do before and it was wrong. I love Amy more than anything, but I don't deny her rights to see Tommy now, in fact, he and I are friends now too,"
"Oh yeah?" she said looking as if she were coming up with a master plan.
"What now?" he rolled his eyes, smirking.
"He's kinda cute . . ." she said, hoping Ephram would catch on.
"No," he said seriously, "Absolutely not, I am not suggesting that he ask you out," he shook his head.
"Why not?!" she asked wiping the table with a dishcloth.
"Because he's got a lot going on right now, and he's Amy's best friend,"
"Oh . . ." she cut him off with a sad tone. He didn't realize why until a few seconds later.
"Oh . . . Kayla, God, I'm sorry, I just meant that . . ."
"No, it's fine. I know she didn't consider me her best friend anymore. I mean, who am I to talk? You're one of the forgotten ones too, right?"
"Kind of, but I still have her," he said finishing up the last of the cleaning. "And if I set you up with Tommy she's going to get angry,"
"Why?" she asked. Ephram could tell she was serious.
"Because she's very protective of her guy friends," he explained, "I know, I used to be one of them."
"You still are," she said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Not as much, but I accept it," he nodded.
"Well you're my guy friend," she said happily, trying to cheer him up.
"And I'm glad," he said thanking her for helping him clean up.
Upstairs, Tommy's heart was going in every which way and there was no use trying to figure out which one was right.
"Will you help me get this cake out of my hair?" Amy asked, still not able to stop crying. She threw herself into his arms, hugging him until he was out of breath.
Part of him saw Amy as his best friend, another as someone he connected with through common experience, and the last as someone who was amazing when dealing with his son. It was still only his first day as a legal adult and Tommy was already daydreaming about his future. The only problem was, he couldn't seem to imagine it without Amy, and she couldn't imagine hers without Ephram.
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"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms"