Ch 12: Wake Up!A Chapter by Liz-zJamie I
didn't say another word because I knew not to believe him, why should I?
"Jamie," He sighed while looking at me. My eyes watched the floor,
and I ignored his existences. "Are you going to say something?" "I
don't believe you," I said angrily. "Jamie,
why would I lie?" "Because
you're Damian, you and Aaron don't get along... you have the perfect motive to
lie" "What's
my motive in hurting you?" "That's
easy, to cause your brother pain..."I said folding my arms across my
chest. "I
came here, to tell you the truth... believe it or not," I
didn't say anything, why should I? "It's the truth, and there's something
else I have to tell you, something I have to admit to you." "Just..."
I sighed before speaking. Instead of letting me finish he said what he had to
first. "I
like you..." He said it with confidence, and hearing it sounded true, but
it was all a lie, it will always just be a lie. "I
don't believe you," I said harshly and finally looking at him.
"You're a player, and-d" Damian
cut me off before I could finish, "but never had you..." He said
again confidently. "Can
you just go?"I said pointing at the door, remembering Dad left upstairs to
give me the privacy I asked for. "Don't
you know, Aaron has it good?" "What
are you talking about," I said getting up to open the door for him, since
he wasn't going to do it himself. "You have everyone wrapped around your
fingers, and I refuse to be part of you clang." "I'd
give it up for you," He said surly. There was no guilt in his eyes, but
honesty? "You
don't mean it,” I said half smiling, "you have your parents acceptance,
all those girls going after you, and plenty of friends," Again he was
going to cut me off, what's with him!? "Yes,"
he said grabbing my hand. The surface of his hand was a bit softer than Aaron's
and less gentle. "But does any one of those examples have you in
it?," He sighed, "yesterday, I confronted Aaron... and told him he
was an idiot," He never took his eyes off me which frustrated me even
more. "Let
go," I said angrily. Opening the door I found Aaron outside, well wasn't
this a coincidence? Aaron "Aaron!"
She said reaching out for a hug, but my eyes were focused on Damian... knowing
what just happened. He didn't smile, he didn't frown, and he just seemed empty.
"Hey
Jamie," I finally responded. "Tell
her the truth," Damian said softly, "It's not good to lie to Jamie,
Aaron." "Oh
stop it Dami," Jamie said, "He wouldn't do that, he would have told
me, as soon as possible," she smiled still holding on to me. I made sure I
didn't hold on hard because it'll hurt her but let her hold me as tight as she
could. "Get
out Damian," I said. He
started chuckling and smiling, "so you aren't telling her the truth,"
he smiled shaking his head, "see Jamie, you'll have to find out the hard
way." "Damian,
just let it go, please," Jamie begged. "I was never interested in you
what way" My eyebrow all of a sudden rose. What did happen? What did he
say? "Leave,"
I repeated to him in a more steady tone of voice. "Fine,"
He said sighing and finally leaving. He made sure bumped into my shoulder
before leaving and closed the door on the way behind. "Finally,"
I growled angrily. She
then slapped my arm, unexpectedly I jerked away. "That was for ditching me
yesterday, I really missed you," she smiled reaching over to give me a
kiss. I pulled back quickly. "What's wrong?" she asked. Was this it? The relationship is it
now coming to an end? It doesn't matter, she's my friend first, and she needs
to know. "Damian," "He
wasn't lying." "Do
you even know what he said?" She raised an eyebrow. I nod my head. I wanted
for her to say something because I refused to look at her. "Um..." I
finally dared myself to look. Already her eyes were watery... "So...
you," she forced those few words out, and I could tell it was still hard
to believe. "It
just happened; I pulled back, as soon as possible..." "So,
you kissed her then--" before she could say anything else I stopped her. "I
didn't kiss her... she kissed me both times..." "It
happened twice...?" Her fragile emotions were just tore up, nothing but
the sight of pain was there, and it's my entire fault. "With
Sara?" She sighed. "Can you just go?" "Jamie,
I-" "Stop,
just go," she said started walking upstairs letting me out myself. I
wanted to follow, but knew I shouldn't, I couldn't. Jamie Sara?
How could she? Aaron, how could he? I lay on my bed feeling so stupid,
betrayed, tearful, and now sore. I didn't fight the tears anymore; the pain was
twice as bad now. My head pound and pound. The tears rushed and rushed, falling
quicker and quicker. Even sleep didn't stop me from crying. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Jamie,
Jamie, Jamie," Mom said coming into my room. "What’s
the matter," By the time I asked she was already sitting in the lonely
chair beside me. I woke up with nothing but bright lights on my face.
Just the sight of them gave me an intense headache. I wasn't in my room
anymore, but again on a hospital bed. I sat up looking around, the room was
freezing now, and Mom was holding my hand while sobbing. A rush of rusty and
iron smell hit me unexpectedly and I finally looked down; a pool of blood, then
a dead body by my feet. Somebody I know, somebody I'd miss, Ariana. I
chocked up, and tried to sit up, but couldn't find the strength in doing so. I
screamed loud, but nothing came out. What was going on? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Jamie!"
My dad finally shouted and shook me. My
eyes opened; I'm back. "You
okay," I sighed while wiping away the sweat from face. "I
have to see Ariana." What type of friend was I? A terrible one. Whatever
happened with Sara and Aaron didn't matter right now, I needed to see Ariana,
as soon as possible. © 2010 Liz-zReviews
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