I Love You

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ANDY’S POV

Once I got there I came in, and James wasn’t at the front counter, not that big of a deal, nobody ever comes in here anyway, I figured I would go look at the guitars, and on my way that way I heard someone singing and playing an acoustic, it was beautiful. But it was also my song, Carolyn. I walked over only to see Kate siting there, looking down, singing and playing, she had tears in her eyes. Her beautiful red hair covering part of her face as she looked down. I looked over to see James sitting there, listening patiently. He looked back over at me and gave me a look of 'What-did-she-ever-do-to-you?!' And I know Kate had come to him for comfort. I knew he didn’t want me here, and neither did Kate probably, now that she hated me, but I knew this problem needed to be taken care of, I loved her either way though. So I sat down next to James and he gave me another scowl, then went back to his listening state. Kate didn’t even realize I was there through the whole song, she kept her head down and just continued through the song, it was amazing, I didn’t know her voice was even that beautiful. Then the song ended and her head slowly rose up, but before noticing me she wiped a few tears from her eyes, THEN she saw me, her expression showed fury with a tint of sadness, she got up, set the guitar by where she was sitting, gave me a glare and ran off to her car.

I followed behind her “Kate! Kate, wait! I need to talk to you!” I said as I tried to pull her back to me gently.

“What?!” she yelled with tears in her eyes again, then she yanked herself away from me and continued running for her car.

“Kate, come on! You can’t drive like this!” she ignored me and got into her car anyway. Then I watched her drive away, she was gone this time… I have to do something, but I’m not sure what, I just stood there in the middle of the parking lot, looking like a moron watching as she drove off.

KATE’S POV

I finished the song with tears rolling down my face, I’m sure I looked like an idiot, at least it was just James there, and he would understand, after the song I wiped them off my cheeks and looked up to see him sitting there quietly next to James. First I looked at James, angered because he let him in here, then I realized that didn’t even matter at the moment, what mattered was that Andy was in here, and I couldn’t be alone with him in this state. I set down the guitar and ran off to my car, trying to ignore Andy. Once I was in my car, there was no stopping me, I was gone. I looked in my rearview mirror, through tears, and saw Andy standing there. Then I quickly moved my attention to the road, speeding. I was speeding and I had tears in my eyes, and I knew this probably wasn’t very safe, but I needed to just be alone and drive right now. I reached over and grabbed my music collection case off of the floor. I flipped through them and found the album We Stitch These Wounds and shoved it into the cd player. It started off with the song Perfect Weapon, my favorite song. I looked up just in time to see a car heading in my direction, facing me. I screamed and without hesitation whipped my car off the road, and that car continued on. I sat there, off the road for a few minutes, wondering what had just happened, why was that car facing me?! I could have died! I sat there with my heart racing, tears in my eyes, and my hands shaking on the steering wheel. After about 3 minutes of staying off the road I sighed and went back on the road, and drove a bit safer, with my hands clutching onto the steering wheel the whole ride home. I got inside and saw another party taking place in my house.

“GET OUT!!! NOW!!!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, everyone stopped and looked at me, someone even turned off the music. I huffed and now I was really crying, “NOW!” I yelled again and I saw all the girls pick up their purses and get out with their friend or boyfriend, soon everyone was out, except Jane, who stood there as shocked as I was with what just happened.

I pushed past her and ran to my room and just cried on my bed, I was there for 5 minutes or so, still crying when I heard a soft tap at my door, I ignored it. “Kate…?” I heard a gentle voice say on the other side of my door…

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