In the middle of the night again, you wake up feeling a sharp twisting pain in your stomach. You twitch and you quickly yet gently move Randy's hands off your waist. You leave the couch and you run to the bathroom and you head to the toilet. You just start throwing up and throwing up into the toilet, closing your eyes but feeling the acidic burn in your throat. When your done throwing up, you look and you see blood in the toilet.
Jamie: Oh god...
**next morning**
You go back to your bed and you plop onto the bed, not being able to fall asleep. You look up at the ceiling, just staring into the white ceiling of yours. You close your eyes, thinking of all the crappy things ever happening to you. Your parents dieing, your grandma dieing, having to live by yourself with Angie with the support of a relative from another state...you wash up and prepare to go to church with Randy. You go to the choir and you sing with them for the praise. After the church service, you see Randy's parents.
Jill: Jamie!
Jamie: Hello Mrs.Taylor! Mr Taylor.
Tim: *smile* How are ya kid?
Jamie: I'm fine. Thank you for asking.
Jill: So Randy. You wanna come home or hang out longer with Jamie?
Randy: Can I?
Tim: Sure kiddo. Just make sure you come home by 11.
Randy: Aw c'mon dad. I'm old enough to know my responsibilities.
Jill: *smile* Stay out as long as you want. You should know when to come back.
You see Randy's parents walk away to their car and Brad of course wants Angie. You let Angie go with Brad and Mark while you and Randy are together. You and Randy go back to your house and you let him in your room. He looks at your room and he looks at all your baby pictures with your parents or Angie. He laughs at the cute ones and he looks at the picture of your family all together.
Randy: You look like your mom.
Jamie: *smile* Everyone told me that. But I had my dad's personality.
Randy: Oh.
Jamie: *smile* Stubbornness.
Randy: *laughs* I can see why.
Jamie: *laughs*
Randy: Do you collect pictures?
Jamie: Nope.
Randy: you should. I mean it'll bring back good memories.
Jamie: *smile*I should.
Randy: Why don't we take pictures now? We can start now, can't we?
Jamie: Now? Why now?
Randy: Do you have a camera?
Randy looks through your room and he finds a polaroid! He gets it and you stick your hand in front of the camera but he takes it. The picture comes out with your hand covering your face but you can tell it's you. Randy just laughs and stands next to you, taking a picture. You roll your eyes and laugh at the same time. You guys take a few more pictures in your polaroid and after, all the film is gone.
Jamie: Ope well too bad! Can't take any more pictures now can we?
Randy: I'll take these home.
Jamie: What? I want them.
Randy: You didn't even wanna take the pictures. I deserve these.
Jamie: *=(* Fine.
Randy: *smile*
Randy kisses you lightly and he puts the pictures safely into his pocket...
**next day**
The next day you go to school after dropping off Angie at her school. When you go in, you see Lauren outside the school waiting.
Lauren: Jamie!
Jamie: Lauren?
Lauren: Can we talk?
Jamie: Oh god...
**next morning**
You go back to your bed and you plop onto the bed, not being able to fall asleep. You look up at the ceiling, just staring into the white ceiling of yours. You close your eyes, thinking of all the crappy things ever happening to you. Your parents dieing, your grandma dieing, having to live by yourself with Angie with the support of a relative from another state...you wash up and prepare to go to church with Randy. You go to the choir and you sing with them for the praise. After the church service, you see Randy's parents.
Jill: Jamie!
Jamie: Hello Mrs.Taylor! Mr Taylor.
Tim: *smile* How are ya kid?
Jamie: I'm fine. Thank you for asking.
Jill: So Randy. You wanna come home or hang out longer with Jamie?
Randy: Can I?
Tim: Sure kiddo. Just make sure you come home by 11.
Randy: Aw c'mon dad. I'm old enough to know my responsibilities.
Jill: *smile* Stay out as long as you want. You should know when to come back.
You see Randy's parents walk away to their car and Brad of course wants Angie. You let Angie go with Brad and Mark while you and Randy are together. You and Randy go back to your house and you let him in your room. He looks at your room and he looks at all your baby pictures with your parents or Angie. He laughs at the cute ones and he looks at the picture of your family all together.
Randy: You look like your mom.
Jamie: *smile* Everyone told me that. But I had my dad's personality.
Randy: Oh.
Jamie: *smile* Stubbornness.
Randy: *laughs* I can see why.
Jamie: *laughs*
Randy: Do you collect pictures?
Jamie: Nope.
Randy: you should. I mean it'll bring back good memories.
Jamie: *smile*I should.
Randy: Why don't we take pictures now? We can start now, can't we?
Jamie: Now? Why now?
Randy: Do you have a camera?
Randy looks through your room and he finds a polaroid! He gets it and you stick your hand in front of the camera but he takes it. The picture comes out with your hand covering your face but you can tell it's you. Randy just laughs and stands next to you, taking a picture. You roll your eyes and laugh at the same time. You guys take a few more pictures in your polaroid and after, all the film is gone.
Jamie: Ope well too bad! Can't take any more pictures now can we?
Randy: I'll take these home.
Jamie: What? I want them.
Randy: You didn't even wanna take the pictures. I deserve these.
Jamie: *=(* Fine.
Randy: *smile*
Randy kisses you lightly and he puts the pictures safely into his pocket...
**next day**
The next day you go to school after dropping off Angie at her school. When you go in, you see Lauren outside the school waiting.
Lauren: Jamie!
Jamie: Lauren?
Lauren: Can we talk?
