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college student.
Chapter 32 uses "Amy's Song" by Switchfoot
Chapter 32: Amy's Song
Amy sat on her bed, looking out the window; she had been doing this all day. When she left Ephram's the night before, she thought she'd be spending the entire day with he and Tommy again today, but she was wrong. Her Dad had called Dr. Brown and then immediately went into her room to wake her. She awoke with a smile, having just left Ephram in a dream when she saw her father's concerned eyes peering down at her.
"Hi, Dad," she said lazily.
"Amy, we need to talk," he said sitting down on her bed.
"If this is about Tommy's dad then I already know. Bright told me last night. Did you call Ephram's house yet?" she asked nervously.
"Yes, I called Dr. Brown this morning . . . we decided its best if you just keep your distance from Ephram and Tommy for awhile," he said looking at his daughter as her face dropped.
"What?! No, I'm already in this, why should they be taking care of everything?" she asked angrily.
"Mr. Callahan already knows about you, he called here, remember? He doesn't know about Ephram, so Tommy and his son will be okay there for awhile,"
"This isn't fair, I'm not in any danger!" she said shouting now.
"I'm on my way to the Brown's house right now, and I better NOT see you there for awhile," he said sternly, then as he saw her tears flowing, lightened up, "I love you, I just don't want anything to happen to you," he said kissing the top of her head and leaving for Dr. Brown's.
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"Amy's gone
And time rolls on
How far? How fast? How long?
The last time we saw Amy
She was headed off for the shore
Fighting off the volatile gray skies"
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Meanwhile, the Callahan house was filled with police officers searching the area and questioning Mrs. Callahan. She stood there with her hands on her face, tears in her eyes, shaking. She wouldn't tell them, even though she knew, where her son and grandson were; no matter what.
"Mrs. Callahan, what's the last thing your son said to you before he left?"
"He said he loved me," she said honestly.
"And that's all?" the officer asked her seriously.
She was never one to lie to people, but if she told the truth this time, she'd be endangering her son's life. "That's all," she said with tear filled eyes.
Amy picked up her cell and dialed Tommy's number. She knew better than to call Ephram's house, and he didn't have a cell phone, so it was all she could do. The guys were still on their way home, with their music turned all the way up. They couldn't hear it ringing, even though it was sitting on the dashboard right in front of Tommy. Everything was fine for awhile, Amy just figured she'd leave a voice mail, but when Ephram took too sharp of a turn and the phone fell, it pressed against the seat belt buckle and turned on. The only things she heard were music blasting and this,
"EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME," Tommy sang,
"HEY, YOU GUYS!!!!" Amy was screaming into the phone, trying to get their attention, but they just kept going.
"BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE," Ephram sang after him.
"PICK UP THE PHONE, GOD!!!" she yelled again.
"AND I'M ABOUT TO BREAK!" They both sang at once.
Being out of breath, half from laughing and half from screaming, Amy was relieved when the song ended and she'd finally get their attention.
"HEY, ONE OF YOU," she spoke at a louder volume than she normally would.
"E, is someone talking?" Tommy said panicking.
"I think you've got a little too much of someone on your mind," Ephram said winking. Tommy couldn't figure out what he meant by that so he just said,
"What? Who?"
"Kayla maybe? I saw the way you were looking at her when she walked away,"
"You are so wrong right now, you don't even KNOW how wrong you are," Tommy said laughing.
Amy heard all of this too, causing not only more fury over Kayla, but her to almost listen in on more of the conversation. She decided it against it though, she couldn't afford a phone bill for as long as she would've wanted to listen. At the rate these guys were talking it was providing more gossip than a coffee clutch ever could . . . and she wouldn't even get to one of those till she was older.
"THOMAS!" She screamed, almost busting a lung now. He jumped.
"Did you hear that? They're calling me!" he said laughing. Ephram looked down at the lit phone and broke out into laugher himself.
"Yeah, someone's calling you alright, but it's not a supernatural being, it's coming from your phone," he pointed. Tommy reddened. Ephram and Tommy bonded that day, even if it was from just making fun of each other. Hell, that's how some guys do bond.
Tommy lifted his phone to his ear to hear Amy's sweet laugh. He instantly knew it was her. His blush prolonged, luckily Ephram didn't catch on. "Amy . . .?" he said slowly, waiting for her to stop laughing, but her laughter did not cease.
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She said now begins forever
And that no one knows their time
We bid farewell not knowing
That might be out last goodbye
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
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"Hey, okay, you can laugh at me all you want, but it's your cell bill," he said jokingly.
"Alright, I'm sorry," she said calming down now. "How are you?" This questioned brightened Tommy's day. It had been so long since someone asked him that.
"I'm . . . having a really awesome day," he said proudly, "how are you holding up?"
"Not too well, but the laugh helped," she said, smiling although he was unaware of it.
"Amy, I owe you an apology," he said sadly, then looked to Ephram who was still laughing from earlier, "I owe all you guys an apology, I ruined everyone's holiday this year,"
Ephram couldn't hear what Amy said to him on the other side of the line, but it was probably better that he didn't. She spoke with gentle words, almost crying herself, "Tommy, this holiday is great because of you . . . I've never had a friend like you before," his stomach twitched, he wanted to tell her he loved her right then and there, but he couldn't, he never could.
"Really?" Was all he could say because Ephram was right there. "Thanks."
"I'm glad I got to tell you that, Tommy, I don't want you feeling bad. None of this is the reason I called though," she stopped, "I want to see you guys,"
"No, Amy you can't," he said; it took every single cell in his body to say what he just had. Ephram looked alarmed,
"What's she talking about?" he asked, voice full of worry.
Tommy reluctantly handed him the phone, and Ephram said, "Amy, sweetie, what's wrong?"
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"Where time was a question
She only knew one song
She's singing, How far, how fast,
how long?
Salvation is a fire
In the midnight of the soul
It lights up like a can of gasoline
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She began to cry now as she heard her boyfriend's voice. "I want to see you guys," truth be told, she wasn't even sure why she was crying about all this. Yes, she'd miss them, but somewhere in the middle of it all she was thrown in the mix of caring for Micah, loving Ephram, and needing Tommy . . .
"Tommy's right, you can't do that," he said slowly, hearing her cries in the distance, "as much as I want to see you," she hung up on him, being so overwhelmed.
"What happened, E?" Tommy asked him, noticing the crushed and broken look in his eyes.
"She hung up on me," he said, voice very upset and confused.
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"Yeah, she's a freedom fighter
She's a stand up kind of girl
She's out to start a fire
In a bar code plastic world
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
When everything stops moving
And I stop to catch my breath
And ride my train of thought
All the way round"
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They drove in silence for awhile. Tommy wasn't sure what to say, Ephram wasn't sure what Amy's problem was. She needed him there with her to comfort her but he couldn't be because they'd be endangering themselves. As the drove past the Abbott house on their way home, they saw Amy come running toward the car. Pulling over, Ephram invited her to hop in as they'd wait on the side of the road. Tommy's lost all train of thought,
"Amy what are you DOING?" he asked her worried.
"Listen, how much danger can we be in with the police? We'll just tell them about your Dad, we shouldn't have to look like the bad guys," she said, tears freely flowing down her cheeks.
Ephram hopped out of the car and into the backseat, pulling Amy into his arms. He rocked her back and forth, whispering sweet "I love you,'s" and "It's going to be okay,'s." Minutes seemed like days as the three teens knew this was the last place they should be. And as Tommy looked into the rearview mirror, he saw two things that disturbed him. He saw Amy kissing Ephram like she'd never see him again, oh how he pictured himself as Ephram just then, wished he could be Ephram; and he saw a very suspicious looking black van parked a few houses behind them. . .
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"My thoughts return to Amy
And the fire she's begun
She came when we were freezing
And left us burning up
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
The last time we saw Amy . . . "
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A/N: Okay everyone, finals are almost complete, but that means Winter Break is around the corner. Since I won't be sitting for endless hours in front of my computer in my dorm room, I don't think there will be daily updates until the end of January. This, however, does not mean I won't be updating. I'll try updating as frequently as I can during break, and I need you guys to help me by reviewing so I know how you feel about this story. One of the things I'm curious about is if you'd rather see Amy/Ephram together or Amy/Tommy together. I thought I had it all figured out, but recently I've started enjoying Tommy's character more and more. So send in what you think about that and anything else. Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Chapter 32 uses "Amy's Song" by Switchfoot
Chapter 32: Amy's Song
Amy sat on her bed, looking out the window; she had been doing this all day. When she left Ephram's the night before, she thought she'd be spending the entire day with he and Tommy again today, but she was wrong. Her Dad had called Dr. Brown and then immediately went into her room to wake her. She awoke with a smile, having just left Ephram in a dream when she saw her father's concerned eyes peering down at her.
"Hi, Dad," she said lazily.
"Amy, we need to talk," he said sitting down on her bed.
"If this is about Tommy's dad then I already know. Bright told me last night. Did you call Ephram's house yet?" she asked nervously.
"Yes, I called Dr. Brown this morning . . . we decided its best if you just keep your distance from Ephram and Tommy for awhile," he said looking at his daughter as her face dropped.
"What?! No, I'm already in this, why should they be taking care of everything?" she asked angrily.
"Mr. Callahan already knows about you, he called here, remember? He doesn't know about Ephram, so Tommy and his son will be okay there for awhile,"
"This isn't fair, I'm not in any danger!" she said shouting now.
"I'm on my way to the Brown's house right now, and I better NOT see you there for awhile," he said sternly, then as he saw her tears flowing, lightened up, "I love you, I just don't want anything to happen to you," he said kissing the top of her head and leaving for Dr. Brown's.
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"Amy's gone
And time rolls on
How far? How fast? How long?
The last time we saw Amy
She was headed off for the shore
Fighting off the volatile gray skies"
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Meanwhile, the Callahan house was filled with police officers searching the area and questioning Mrs. Callahan. She stood there with her hands on her face, tears in her eyes, shaking. She wouldn't tell them, even though she knew, where her son and grandson were; no matter what.
"Mrs. Callahan, what's the last thing your son said to you before he left?"
"He said he loved me," she said honestly.
"And that's all?" the officer asked her seriously.
She was never one to lie to people, but if she told the truth this time, she'd be endangering her son's life. "That's all," she said with tear filled eyes.
Amy picked up her cell and dialed Tommy's number. She knew better than to call Ephram's house, and he didn't have a cell phone, so it was all she could do. The guys were still on their way home, with their music turned all the way up. They couldn't hear it ringing, even though it was sitting on the dashboard right in front of Tommy. Everything was fine for awhile, Amy just figured she'd leave a voice mail, but when Ephram took too sharp of a turn and the phone fell, it pressed against the seat belt buckle and turned on. The only things she heard were music blasting and this,
"EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME," Tommy sang,
"HEY, YOU GUYS!!!!" Amy was screaming into the phone, trying to get their attention, but they just kept going.
"BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE," Ephram sang after him.
"PICK UP THE PHONE, GOD!!!" she yelled again.
"AND I'M ABOUT TO BREAK!" They both sang at once.
Being out of breath, half from laughing and half from screaming, Amy was relieved when the song ended and she'd finally get their attention.
"HEY, ONE OF YOU," she spoke at a louder volume than she normally would.
"E, is someone talking?" Tommy said panicking.
"I think you've got a little too much of someone on your mind," Ephram said winking. Tommy couldn't figure out what he meant by that so he just said,
"What? Who?"
"Kayla maybe? I saw the way you were looking at her when she walked away,"
"You are so wrong right now, you don't even KNOW how wrong you are," Tommy said laughing.
Amy heard all of this too, causing not only more fury over Kayla, but her to almost listen in on more of the conversation. She decided it against it though, she couldn't afford a phone bill for as long as she would've wanted to listen. At the rate these guys were talking it was providing more gossip than a coffee clutch ever could . . . and she wouldn't even get to one of those till she was older.
"THOMAS!" She screamed, almost busting a lung now. He jumped.
"Did you hear that? They're calling me!" he said laughing. Ephram looked down at the lit phone and broke out into laugher himself.
"Yeah, someone's calling you alright, but it's not a supernatural being, it's coming from your phone," he pointed. Tommy reddened. Ephram and Tommy bonded that day, even if it was from just making fun of each other. Hell, that's how some guys do bond.
Tommy lifted his phone to his ear to hear Amy's sweet laugh. He instantly knew it was her. His blush prolonged, luckily Ephram didn't catch on. "Amy . . .?" he said slowly, waiting for her to stop laughing, but her laughter did not cease.
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She said now begins forever
And that no one knows their time
We bid farewell not knowing
That might be out last goodbye
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
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"Hey, okay, you can laugh at me all you want, but it's your cell bill," he said jokingly.
"Alright, I'm sorry," she said calming down now. "How are you?" This questioned brightened Tommy's day. It had been so long since someone asked him that.
"I'm . . . having a really awesome day," he said proudly, "how are you holding up?"
"Not too well, but the laugh helped," she said, smiling although he was unaware of it.
"Amy, I owe you an apology," he said sadly, then looked to Ephram who was still laughing from earlier, "I owe all you guys an apology, I ruined everyone's holiday this year,"
Ephram couldn't hear what Amy said to him on the other side of the line, but it was probably better that he didn't. She spoke with gentle words, almost crying herself, "Tommy, this holiday is great because of you . . . I've never had a friend like you before," his stomach twitched, he wanted to tell her he loved her right then and there, but he couldn't, he never could.
"Really?" Was all he could say because Ephram was right there. "Thanks."
"I'm glad I got to tell you that, Tommy, I don't want you feeling bad. None of this is the reason I called though," she stopped, "I want to see you guys,"
"No, Amy you can't," he said; it took every single cell in his body to say what he just had. Ephram looked alarmed,
"What's she talking about?" he asked, voice full of worry.
Tommy reluctantly handed him the phone, and Ephram said, "Amy, sweetie, what's wrong?"
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"Where time was a question
She only knew one song
She's singing, How far, how fast,
how long?
Salvation is a fire
In the midnight of the soul
It lights up like a can of gasoline
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She began to cry now as she heard her boyfriend's voice. "I want to see you guys," truth be told, she wasn't even sure why she was crying about all this. Yes, she'd miss them, but somewhere in the middle of it all she was thrown in the mix of caring for Micah, loving Ephram, and needing Tommy . . .
"Tommy's right, you can't do that," he said slowly, hearing her cries in the distance, "as much as I want to see you," she hung up on him, being so overwhelmed.
"What happened, E?" Tommy asked him, noticing the crushed and broken look in his eyes.
"She hung up on me," he said, voice very upset and confused.
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"Yeah, she's a freedom fighter
She's a stand up kind of girl
She's out to start a fire
In a bar code plastic world
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
When everything stops moving
And I stop to catch my breath
And ride my train of thought
All the way round"
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They drove in silence for awhile. Tommy wasn't sure what to say, Ephram wasn't sure what Amy's problem was. She needed him there with her to comfort her but he couldn't be because they'd be endangering themselves. As the drove past the Abbott house on their way home, they saw Amy come running toward the car. Pulling over, Ephram invited her to hop in as they'd wait on the side of the road. Tommy's lost all train of thought,
"Amy what are you DOING?" he asked her worried.
"Listen, how much danger can we be in with the police? We'll just tell them about your Dad, we shouldn't have to look like the bad guys," she said, tears freely flowing down her cheeks.
Ephram hopped out of the car and into the backseat, pulling Amy into his arms. He rocked her back and forth, whispering sweet "I love you,'s" and "It's going to be okay,'s." Minutes seemed like days as the three teens knew this was the last place they should be. And as Tommy looked into the rearview mirror, he saw two things that disturbed him. He saw Amy kissing Ephram like she'd never see him again, oh how he pictured himself as Ephram just then, wished he could be Ephram; and he saw a very suspicious looking black van parked a few houses behind them. . .
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"My thoughts return to Amy
And the fire she's begun
She came when we were freezing
And left us burning up
Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains
The last time we saw Amy . . . "
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A/N: Okay everyone, finals are almost complete, but that means Winter Break is around the corner. Since I won't be sitting for endless hours in front of my computer in my dorm room, I don't think there will be daily updates until the end of January. This, however, does not mean I won't be updating. I'll try updating as frequently as I can during break, and I need you guys to help me by reviewing so I know how you feel about this story. One of the things I'm curious about is if you'd rather see Amy/Ephram together or Amy/Tommy together. I thought I had it all figured out, but recently I've started enjoying Tommy's character more and more. So send in what you think about that and anything else. Thanks for reading and reviewing!