Maybe We Were Meant to Be (Tay Jardine and Jenna Mcdougall)

Things Are Looking Up

Jenna:

A few days later I went to watch Hayley perform. I planned on apologizing and trying to work things out more seriously this time. I had been isolated from everyone else, they had probably all agreed to give me space so I could think, reflect on my past actions and what my future actions should be. The first day was spent crying a lot. The second I was angry. Finally I accepted it, I realized I was wrong. I understood what was best.

If you're trying to get over someone seeing them doing what they love and what they aren't just good, but amazing at isn't the best idea. I watched Hayley performing, full of energy and determination, her eyes lit up with joy. I knew the feeling, the wonderful release of all your nerves after the first few songs and the isolation from the rest of the world. It's just you, your band mates and the crowd.

Seeing her so happy again brought back the memories of last summer, all the good times we had had together. A few tears rolled down my cheek. It was hard to let go. I had to remind myself that even if it was over between her and I, I would still have those memories and I could open myself up to make more memories with someone else. She may have seemed like the only person for me at that time, but she wasn't the only person I could love or the only person who could love me.

When she saw me standing on the side of the stage she gave me an unsure smile; I smiled back. This wasn't the end, this was a new beginning.

She was sweaty, panting and physically drained when she got off stage. Her hair stuck to her forehead and she dragged her feet as she walked. I waited patiently for her to catch her breath before speaking.

"I'm sorry. I have been rather rude and immature lately. I have made a difficult situation become impossible and I hope you will forgive me for that." I said, it sounded so rehearsed. I hoped it wouldn't make her not believe me.

"There's no need to apologize. We've all made mistakes. It is understandable why you acted how you did, but I hope your presence here means that you are ready to work things out." she replied calmly.

"Yes. I'm sorry. I've made this so much worse than it ever had to be. You really hurt me. I had already thought about us having a lasting future. You destroyed that, set it all ablaze. I guess I was just trying to fight fire with fire." the words were more sincere.

"Do you think we can live peacefully for the rest of tour?"

"If by peacefully you mean without angry outbursts, on stage fainting, back stage puking and days locked in a van. I think I can manage. I promise that I will at least try, not for you, not for myself, but for Tay. This has taken a toll on her." I was speaking form my heart now, no longer caught in my head.

Hayley looked down disappointed at the mention of our fellow singer. "Are you guys back together?" she asked in a forced whisper.

"Not exactly. Things have been weird between us. Part of that has come from the shit between you and I. I'm hoping working things out will make it easier for us to try again."

Hayley was clearly upset. She wouldn't look at me, I could see the muscles in her jaw were tense and her hands were clenched into fists. She didn't say a word.

I thought about something else to talk about, something that wasn't quite so personal. Nothing seemed right. I decided it was better I just left. No one said we would have everything patched up and perfect immediately. I quickly waved goodbye and walked off leaving her to recover.

Outside in the cold evening air I found Tay huddled into a hunched up ball against my van. There was no one else around. She wasn't even looking at her phone. She just stood there freezing her butt off in her light little jacket.

"What are you doing out here?" I asked concerned.

"Waiting for you. Whakaio told me you went to go talk to Hayley. How'd it go?" I could hear her shivering in her voice.

"Uh, it went better than the past few discussions we've had. Not perfect, but we're working on it and things are looking up." I replied optimistically

"That's good to hear. I was hoping it would go well. I told you, you'd have to wait until after you worked things out to kiss me. I've been waiting for this moment for months and thinking about it all afternoon." Tay walked over, grabbed me, pulled me close and kissed me at first gently waiting for a response, then passionately as I reciprocated.

After what seemed like an eternity, yet only a brief second, she pulled back and looked lovingly into my eyes. A smile quickly spread on my face.

"I'm really cold I need a snuggle buddy to keep me from turning into an icicle. Are there any volunteers?" Tay asked as she pretended to shiver.

"I volunteer." I shouted happily.

"No, not you. Anyone else?" she teased

"There isn't anyone else around. I'm afraid that if you want to survive you're stuck with me."