I lie awake driving myself crazy thinking of you. I made a mistake when I let you go. I drive myself crazy, wanting you the way that I do.
You've still been avoiding Randy as much as possible, yet yearning for him more as days pass by. It's been a month since you and Randy haven't said a single word to each other.
**Randy's POV**
I'm such a mess! Look at me! Tossing and turning in my bed. It's been 5 hours since I've tried to go to sleep. **gets up and goes to the living room, watching TV** Ugh all these stupid soap operas. Isn't there anything good on? ...man...I was such a fool. How good was Jamie to me? She changed my life and...she even confessed to me...that she couldn't survive without me. She asked me to stay but look at what a jacka$$ I've bcome. For a whole month! I can't believe I put it up for so long...I feel like a little girl! God! What's wrong with me? How did I survive for this long? This is all my fault. How could I have done this to her? She needed me...she could die any minute from her leukemia and I just think of it so lightly...*sigh* Why didn't I know this before? Why couldn't I think of this before? Why do I have to realize this now? That if I leave her, she and I both can't survive...I love her so much...I can't deal with this pain anymore. I have to talk to her. I love her.
**normal: next day**
The whole day, Randy has been trying to talk to you but you ignore him or you avoid him. At the end of bball practice, you see him waiting for you. You roll your eyes and you walk right past him. Randy runs after you and grabs your sports bag and carries it.
jamie: Give it back. I don't need your help anymore.
Randy: Too bad. I'm not giving it back.
Jamie: Giv it back!!
You grab it from him and he gives you a shocked look.
Randy: Jamie can we talk?
Jamie: There's nothing to talk about. Go away.
Randy: ...
Jamie: I said go away!
Randy: Ok. I'm sorry to bother you.
Randy quickly chickens out and walks away from you with his head hanging. Deep in your heart, it's killing you to see him walk like that but you have to be strong. Your not gonna give in just yet when it wasn't even your fault. After you see him disapear from your sight *which is definatly not 20/20 vision*, you start walking. Your sports bag feels heavier for some reason and you kinda limp towards the front gate to get to your house. Your halfway to the gate when you feel like you can't do it anymore. You drop your sports bag and you feel tears running down your cheeks. Not only is the bag heavy, but also is your heart. You feel like you just threw out the love of your dreams. Right when you lift up your sports bag to move on, you feel your knees abandon you and you fall to the ground. But before you hit the ground, you feel hands grabbing you and lifting you back up to your feet, getting the heavy bag off you. You look to see Randy right behind you, holding your sports bag for you. You turn to face him and you feel tears running down your cheeks. He smiles and he gently wipes your tears off with his fingers.
Randy: C'mon. Lets go to your house.
Randy carries your sports bag for you while having his free arm on your waist, supporting you. He drives you to your house and he calls Brad to drop off Angie at the house. He agrees and while waiting, Randy tucks you in bed. He's sitting at the edge of your bed, looking at you under the covers, sick.
Randy: You look...sick.
Jamie: I have been. I ran out of medicine.
Randy: ...
Jamie: ...
Randy: I'm sorry. This is my fault. I didn't mean for this fight to go on for so long.
Jamie: Don't apolgize.
Randy: Jamie...*touches your hand* I will never let you fall. I'll stand up with you, together. And I'll always be here for you. I know I've said it before, but now I truly mean it. This fight has hit me like lightning. I understand how much I need you now. I'll save you. I'll save you Jamie. I can save you.
Jamie: *smile* Thanks Randy. Don't leave me just yet Randy.
Randy: *smile* Of course.
Jamie: Stay until Brad leaves.
Randy: Ok. I promise...
You've still been avoiding Randy as much as possible, yet yearning for him more as days pass by. It's been a month since you and Randy haven't said a single word to each other.
**Randy's POV**
I'm such a mess! Look at me! Tossing and turning in my bed. It's been 5 hours since I've tried to go to sleep. **gets up and goes to the living room, watching TV** Ugh all these stupid soap operas. Isn't there anything good on? ...man...I was such a fool. How good was Jamie to me? She changed my life and...she even confessed to me...that she couldn't survive without me. She asked me to stay but look at what a jacka$$ I've bcome. For a whole month! I can't believe I put it up for so long...I feel like a little girl! God! What's wrong with me? How did I survive for this long? This is all my fault. How could I have done this to her? She needed me...she could die any minute from her leukemia and I just think of it so lightly...*sigh* Why didn't I know this before? Why couldn't I think of this before? Why do I have to realize this now? That if I leave her, she and I both can't survive...I love her so much...I can't deal with this pain anymore. I have to talk to her. I love her.
**normal: next day**
The whole day, Randy has been trying to talk to you but you ignore him or you avoid him. At the end of bball practice, you see him waiting for you. You roll your eyes and you walk right past him. Randy runs after you and grabs your sports bag and carries it.
jamie: Give it back. I don't need your help anymore.
Randy: Too bad. I'm not giving it back.
Jamie: Giv it back!!
You grab it from him and he gives you a shocked look.
Randy: Jamie can we talk?
Jamie: There's nothing to talk about. Go away.
Randy: ...
Jamie: I said go away!
Randy: Ok. I'm sorry to bother you.
Randy quickly chickens out and walks away from you with his head hanging. Deep in your heart, it's killing you to see him walk like that but you have to be strong. Your not gonna give in just yet when it wasn't even your fault. After you see him disapear from your sight *which is definatly not 20/20 vision*, you start walking. Your sports bag feels heavier for some reason and you kinda limp towards the front gate to get to your house. Your halfway to the gate when you feel like you can't do it anymore. You drop your sports bag and you feel tears running down your cheeks. Not only is the bag heavy, but also is your heart. You feel like you just threw out the love of your dreams. Right when you lift up your sports bag to move on, you feel your knees abandon you and you fall to the ground. But before you hit the ground, you feel hands grabbing you and lifting you back up to your feet, getting the heavy bag off you. You look to see Randy right behind you, holding your sports bag for you. You turn to face him and you feel tears running down your cheeks. He smiles and he gently wipes your tears off with his fingers.
Randy: C'mon. Lets go to your house.
Randy carries your sports bag for you while having his free arm on your waist, supporting you. He drives you to your house and he calls Brad to drop off Angie at the house. He agrees and while waiting, Randy tucks you in bed. He's sitting at the edge of your bed, looking at you under the covers, sick.
Randy: You look...sick.
Jamie: I have been. I ran out of medicine.
Randy: ...
Jamie: ...
Randy: I'm sorry. This is my fault. I didn't mean for this fight to go on for so long.
Jamie: Don't apolgize.
Randy: Jamie...*touches your hand* I will never let you fall. I'll stand up with you, together. And I'll always be here for you. I know I've said it before, but now I truly mean it. This fight has hit me like lightning. I understand how much I need you now. I'll save you. I'll save you Jamie. I can save you.
Jamie: *smile* Thanks Randy. Don't leave me just yet Randy.
Randy: *smile* Of course.
Jamie: Stay until Brad leaves.
Randy: Ok. I promise...
