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You're perfectly wrong for me And that's why it's so hard to leave —
JAIME SPENT THE NEXT FEW DAYS PREPARING FOR OUTSIDE LANDS. She had performed before, but nothing on this level. She was happy, getting into her groove and letting herself go. She kept her mind away from the mess that was her feelings about Olivia and her broken heart over Dakota.
Jordan had randomly decided to show up at her house four days before they would leave, and Jaime knew sometime was wrong the second she saw Jordan's face. "What the hell is wrong? Did someone die?" Jaime was annoyed not only by the look of pity on her sister's face but by the grown woman barging into her home.
"Have you been on Twitter?"
The question gives Jaime anxiety. "No, why?"
The older woman gave her a look of sadness and sat down beside her. She handed her phone to Jaime and the images before her made her want to cry. Dakota was with a man, laughing and hugging and kissing. They pictured Dakota with the man walking down the street, in a bar. It shouldn't have hurt her like it did, it shouldn't have made her angry like it did.
She had been with women since the break-up, but not like this. She wasn't dating anyone, she wasn't with anyone on a level higher than a booty call. But this wasn't that, Jaime could see that. She knew that smile, the smile that used to be for her. This was more than a fling or a hook-up, this was a relationship.
Dakota had done what Jaime couldn't completely do, move on. Dakota was happy or so it seemed with someone else while Jaime relied on pleasure instead of true companionship. "Leave Jordan, I want to be alone." The younger Kleine didn't give her sister time to react before she was out of the living room.
She ended up in her sanctuary, her studio, the only place that gave her true peace but even it couldn't heal the pain in her heart. The studio in Jaime's home was simple, but it was comforting in ways nothing else could be.
She moved on, she's happier now
The line swirled in Jaime's mind and she pulled out her notepad, it would be a long while before Jaime exited the room. She wrote and wrote, putting her pain and sadness into words. By the time she was done, all Jaime had to do was mix a few words and she had a song worth singing.
Not everything was exact to her real life, she couldn't make it too obvious it was about Dakota or their failed relationship but it was honest in her feelings.
She didn't usually write songs like that but she really wasn't trying to write one. In all that pain, came music that spoke of how Jaime felt. Because a small piece of her was happy for Dakota, knowing she was happier now.
No one saw Jaime until they arrived at the Hotel in San Francisco. She looked okay, a small smile on her face at seeing them. What gave them pause was a large bandage on Jaime's shoulders, seemingly for a tattoo. Jaime hadn't ever spoken of getting another tattoo so it was a surprise.
