Just a waitress (a jace Norman fanfic)

Chapter 39- back

^^ That will be Christine's new hairstyle except brown. Read you'll see^^
Christine's pov six months later
I got up and got dressed as usual. Today was Saturday so I had work not school. I do go to school, but I don't have friends there. After all, who would want to be fiends with me? I would just screw their lives up too. I made sure to wear long sleeves even though it was eighty degrees out. But I had to hide the bruises and cuts from all of mrs. Sanders abuse. I've learned that as long as I did as I was told and as she wasn't drunk, I survived. But soon I would leave. I had been saving my money and now I can leave. I hid the cash in a cookie jar in the kitchen. Mrs. Sanders would never look there. As I looked in the mirror before I left, I noticed how long and uneven my hair has gotten. It feel to the bottom of my butt and was uneven in many places. There was nothing I could do about that right now. I went and made mrs. Sanders her breakfast and left as usual. I ride to work and put on my apron. "How can you wear a sweater in this weather? You never wear a tshirt or shorts." One customer who comes often said to me. "It doesn't really bother me ma'am." She gave me an odd look before I left. I had just gotten used to being warm. The woman left and left a very generous tip on the table. I wonder if she knew? Towards the afternoon I went back to the kitchen to bring an order. When I came back out there was a group of kids my age who had come in. At first I paid no attention. I walked up to the table looking at my paper. "Welcome to the diner. What can I start-" I looked up. "You?!"

Jaces pov
I can't believe I'm doing my second movie! This is awesome! (A/N The movie is fake but the way.) It's about friends who were hanging out when the world started ending and they have to survive on their own. It was being shot in Miami Florida. It sounded nice there. I know I live in la but it still sounds different. Henry danger was on break so that worked out. I was leaving this morning. I closed my suitcase. Florida. I thought about Christine. She's in Florida. But she could be anywhere in Florida. I doubt I'll see her. But what if? I took out my locket and opened it. She was so beautiful. I then took out her necklace and put it with mine. I still miss her a lot. I went to her old room. We still hadn't cleaned out her room. All her clothes and personal items were gone. But her shelves and pictures of us were still there. Along with her bedspread and some posters. The place still felt like her. I left and went and got my suitcase. Downstairs my mom was packing some stuff of hers since she was coming with me. "Hey sweetie! All ready to go?" She asked me. "Yeah! Let's do this!" I said excitedly. "Florida sounds nice doesn't it?" She said. "Yeah and maybe we'll run into Christine." I said. Her face turned sad. "Honey, I know you miss Christine. But Florida is a big place. I don't think we'll see her. And I'm not sure how healthy it is that you still think about her so much. It's been six months!" My shoulders slumped. "I know. I was just kidding. And I don't think about her all the time. I have a girlfriend now! Isabella!" My mom shook her head. "I know. It just seems like your not the same without her." She was right. I have a girlfriend. But it's not the same. I don't feel for her like I did for Christine. And I'm not the same without Christine. She became a part of me and without that part I'll never be the same. "Mom. I'm fine. Sure I miss Christine a little. But I'm moving on." She looked at the floor. "I know. And speaking of moving on, if we don't get a move on were going to miss our flight!"

A few days later.
Now that we've settled in we jumped right into shooting and rehearsing. It had been a long morning and I did not want to look at set anymore. "Who wants to take a walk and eat luck out?" I suggested to the other kids on the cast. They all agreed and we set off. We wandered around the area for a while. "How about this cute little diner?" One of the girls, Isabella, my girlfriend suggested. We all agreed and went inside. We sat at a table and started talking. A waitress came up to take our order. I wasn't really paying attention. I was more focused on the menu. "Welcome to the diner what can I start- you?!" I heard a surprised yet familiar voice say. I glanced up to see the most amazing sight possible. "You?!" I said to Christine. She looked shocked, then happy, then worried. Then a look came over her that I didn't recognize. We just stared at each other in amazement for a minute. Then Isabella broke the silence. "Uh do you guys know each other?" She said looking back and forth between us. Christine answered first. "No! No. Um if you will excuse me I hear my boss calling." She started to hurry away. "What was that all about?" One of my friends Seth, asked. "Can you give me a moment I have to go to the bathroom." I quickly stood up and followed Christine. Why has she run off like that? Why did she look scared to see me?

Christine's pov
"Welcome to the diner. What can I start- You?!" Jace looked up at me. I wanted to hide under the table. At first I was glad to see him. Then I remembered how crappy I must look. And he could not find out what's been happening. He would make me go back to la. I stood there frozen staring at him. "Uh do you guys know each other?" A girl sitting next to him asked. Maybe I can still get out of this. "No!" Too forced! "No. If you will excuse me I hear my boss calling." I lied then ran off to the doors by the kitchen. Maybe he will think he had the wrong person. "Christine?" I felt a warm familiar hand in my shoulder. When I turned around I was wrapped up in a tight hug. Ow! Bruises! This better end soon. He let go. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "I live here remember?" I said. "No I mean why did you leave?" He asked. "I already told you." "And why couldn't you just say goodbye in person?" "You know I was never very good at those. I couldn't stay in la." I couldn't meet his eyes. "How are you?" Was I supposed to tell the truth here? If so, how was I supposed to tell him that I have been living every kind of hell for the past six months with no break. "Alright." I soda nonchalantly. "We need to talk. You need to come back. It's who you are." He said seriously. "There's nothing to talk about. I'm not that person anymore. I left. This is who I am now. This is who I always was. And my only business with you is serving food so if you don't want that then the door is that way." I pointed at the doors. "Okay. I'm sorry. So where are you living now?" He asked. I thought about not answering. But if I didn't tell him he would know I was afraid to bring him there. "It's over in the development on beachcomber." I tried to keep it simple. "Cool. Wow your hair has gotten long. It's like you haven't cut it since you moved." Well that's because I haven't! This was so awkward I was going to die. Thankfully my boss came out and td me my shift was over. I just wanted to leave. "I have to get home. Nice seeing you." I said. "Wait Christine can we hang out some time?" I wished that I could kiss him. I still miss him so much. I wished we could run away together. I wanted to leave this life and just be with him. But that's not possible. And I can't get close to him again. "Look I'm a busy person and I'm guessing there's a reason your here too. I doubt our schedules would work out. But it was nice seeing you jace. See ya." I left as soon as possible. I rode home and ran to my apartment. This was too much. I left so I wouldn't hurt him. I left because I didn't belong there. As far as I'm concerned nothing has changed. I hope I don't have to see jace again. I remembered what he said about my hair. I got up and went to the bathroom mirror. I had heard about different ways to cut hair so I took out a pair of scissors.

Jaces pov
Something is off about Christine. When I saw her in the restaurant at first she looked normal. But when I looked closer I saw that she looked different. She looked warn down and tired. There was a sadness in her eyes. And why was she wearing long clothing in eighty degree weather? She was clearly hiding something. And I'm going to find out what. I don't care if she doesn't want to see me. I will find her. After lunch I started to leave. "Jace where are you going?" Isabella asked. "I have to go." I said. "But we have to be back on set in an hour." She said standing up. "I'll be back before then. It's important." She looked into my eyes. "Are you sure your okay?" That's what I liked about her. She's so caring. Big she's still not Christine. "I'm fine. There just something I have to do."