What Would You Give

Alan's Tear

Rain came down from the sky like cats and dogs as Roe ran down the streets with her books in her arms. She had just started up her first semester of college three weeks ago and she was alredy running late for class. The front that came through earlier had blown some lines down across Capulet before dumping a ton of rain down. This meant that her alarm didn't go off when it was suppposed too. Thank goodness for the digital watch that went off fifteen minutes later just in case.

"Oh shit!" She said looking at her watch. She was twenty minutes late now and she had missed the bus completely so there was no way she would ever make it to class at all. She stopped and looked around for some sort of shelter to stand under while she came to grips with not being able to attend class.

There just a few feet away was a diner.

Roe didn't say anything as she walked up to the door and opened it being greeted by 'Welcome To Fredi's' from the waitress that floated across the floor on rollerskates. It was an old fashioned diner she hadn't encountered before with its 50's them and the jukebox sitting in the corner playing some old tune.

"Hey there Doll, looks like you could use a seat." The waitress came up to her and said. "And a dry towel." The golden brown eyes of the brown haired glanced over Roe's wet figure. She had literally just threw on whatever she could find out of her dresser which happened to be a hoodie and a pair of flanel pjs. She hadn't even bothered to put her hair up or brush it.

"Oh I'm sorry. I just...well, its been a terrible morning so far." Roe said with a blush.

"No worries. Why don't you go have a seat in one of the booths and I'll get you a towel." The waitress said. "By the way, my name is Sonja." She winked before skating away.

Roe didn't say anything as she went to sit in a booth beside the mirror that ran the length of the wall across the bar. She hadn't paid attention to her soaked socks and shoes or the little puddles of water she was leaving behind on the checkered floor when she picked the booth she was going to sit in. When she sat down she set her ruined books aside on the cushion and then took a moment to examine her current state.

It was needless to say she was very uncomfortable in her wet clothes.

"Hey Sonja, I'm still waiting on that pizza!"

"Geeze, he is probably the most demanding customer we have. Here you go, Honey. Fredi said not to worry about the floor, he'll get it in a moment." Sonja said as she handed Roe a nice dry towel. "I'll be right there Dante!" Roe's eyes widened at the name and watched as Sonja rolled over to another booth in the corner where a white haired man sat.

He was sitting there in a tight black t-shirt and had those ugly grey green bike pants on. She never liked them even when she was dating the one guy she had dated in highschool. Eric was his name and he loved fast cars and motorcycles. That was pretty much all he was. She dumped him after a couple months when he started spending more time racing and less time in school. Last she heard he was in jail for vehicular homicide after hitting a man on a motorcycle with his mustang.

The man sitting no less then thirty feet from her was a different story as the last time she had seen him was when he was eight and she was seven. She didn't know if she should go over there and introduce herself to him again or if she should just stay where she was. It was a difficult decision and thinking on it now several years later, what would have happened if she hadn't have gone over there.

Well, for one, she wouldn't have Cade.

Cade who was the bright light in her life and the sweetest little boy anyone could ever know. The one that she spent hours in pain trying to bring him into the world. She didn't regret it, but often times when she was alone she thought on the what if's and the why not's. It was a habit she had formed when she had time to herself.