twilight serenade

[jonathan christopher wayland]

ooc: click here for the music for this post. :3

I shut my bedroom door behind me, a big smile on my face. Tonight, mom was at a business party, and nothing could ever ruin this night. I had finally gotten home this morning, and after spending all day getting things ready, i could finally call Kay and get her over here. I took a deep breath and reached for the phone as I entered the lovely kitchen, Kay's pretty face stuck in my mind. I had been away from my best friend for way too long, but maybe being gone so long helped her to appreciate how much I was there for her. Of course, she always knew i was there for her, and no matter what I always would be. She just didn't quite realize why I was there for her so much. I just hoped she would tonight. I started to dial her number, my heart racing. I missed her so much! I started to press 'send', but I held back. I sighed and pressed 'end', erasing the number from the screen. What if everything turned out terrible? What if she didn't even return my affections and never wanted to see me again? I heaved a deep, shaky breath as I paced into the dim, unlit living room, pacing through the room. I couldn't live with myself if she never wanted to see me again. I just couldn't ruin everything we had. But then again, how could I live my entire life without ever knowing? How could I go on without her ever knowing how he felt about her, or never knowing whether or not she felt the same way? I could only picture myself with her in end, marrying her, having kids, growing old with her, watching our grandchildren grow up too. How could I ever live without that?

Wetting my lips, I looked at my house phone and contemplated dialing again. Of course, she would be coming over tonight either way. But should I undo all the things I had done before I called her over? Or should I just take the chance, figure out if she really cared about me just as much as I cared about her? I had so much to loose if I did. But then again, I would loose so much if i didn't, too. I paced more, running my hand through my long, shaggy hair, trying to figure out what to do. I gulped hard and paused, closing my blue-green eyes and bringing my hand to my forehead. I felt more conflicted than I had in a long, long time. More conflicted than I had been when I got with my last girlfriend. I had tried to convince myself that Bailey would be the best for me, that Kay would never see how I felt about her or ever return my affections, and that Bailey would be there for me and love me and that I could love her. I had been way wrong. After three months of being with her, I left her, finding that I just couldn't love her. Not like I loved Kay. I looked back down to the phone in my hands, staring at the screen for a while. Finally, I pressed redial and hit 'send' before I could rethink it. It was hardly one ring before she picked up. My heart picked up a few beats when i heard her voice. "Kay? I'm ready." I told her. "I'll see you in a few." With that and a goodbye, I hung up the phone, my stomach twisting in all sorts of knots. I blinked a few times, trying, to remember if I'd forgotten anything. Then I realized something as i looked down. I wasn't wearing anything but boxers and jammie pants. "Shit!" I swore.

I dashed for the laundry room, quickly shedding the jammies and replacing them with jeans. I then began to tear through the hamper, searching for a suitable shirt. I had to do it fast, too, because Kay's house was hardly a five minute walk from here. "Come on, come on..." I grumbled to myself, desperately trying to find the right shirt to wear.

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[kaytlin shay andrews]

I was in my room, the door locked so that my stupid Aunt couldn’t get in. She was out there yelling about me not doing the dishes right and how there was a stain on one of the pots. I was forced to live with my aunt simply because when I was eight my parents were murdered. I was then sent to the amazing hell known as Daeland to live with my dads sister and her horrid husband. I don’t exactly know the story about why my dad hated his sister but I never knew she existed until he was… gone. All I know is that she’s evil and my never wanted me to know her.

“Kaytlin Shay, get your ass out of your room!” She growled, banging on the door. I turned in my desk chair, legs crossed to stare at the door. You could see it vibrating from where she hit it, and I was pretty sure she was kicking it as well. She had actually managed to knock it down before, and of course I had to buy a new one with my own money but it was worth it for these games.

“I’m busy masturbating, can you come back later?” I shouted with a hint of laughter in my voice, “Seriously I have like four fingers in and you’re interrupting!”

“You’re such a menace! Out of control, Bill! Bill! Help me!” I heard her voice fade as she walked down the hall to go get her husband. I laughed and turned back around to my computer. The screen suddenly had a spaz attack, changing colors and all that. Automatically I looked down at my phone which started vibrating a few seconds later; a picture of Jace and I popped up. It was me on his bag, throwing a peace sign at the camera. Grabbing the phone I flipped it open in one quick motion, “Jace!” Kay? I’m ready. “Thank God, the Witch has been giving me hell. Be there is a sec!” I’ll see you in a few.

I jumped up, opening my second story window and jumping out, landing on the small trampoline I had planted there when I was fourteen. Hopping on my bike I hurried to Jace's, not bothering to knock and tip-toeing in. I heard him moving around in the laundry room, so that's where I went sneaking up behind him. I was a little surprised to see him shirtless, not that I minded, but I recovered and jumped on his back yelling, "JACE!!"

[jonathan christopher wayland]

Finally, after too much time of looking, I found a suitable gray t-shirt to wear. I rocked back on my heels, ready to put the shirt on when I was suddenly toppled over. I cried out and pitched forward, my eyes wide with shock. My first reaction was that something bad was happening, cursing out loud, but in a heartbeat, I realized who it was, especially when I heard her wonderfully familiar voice shouting my name. Laughing, I dropped the shirt and and turned around in her arms, wrapping her in a big bear hug. I breathed in her sweet scent, grinning from ear to ear, completely forgetting I hadn't even gotten fully dressed yet. "God-damnit Kay, you scared the shit out of me!" I said, my voice muffled by her hair. The anger was all play, though. When it came to Kaytlin, my bark was ten times worse than his bite.

Finally, I let her down reluctantly, looking down at her beautiful face with gleaming eyes. My heart swelled being with her, seeing her smile and her big brown eyes. Everything seemed to just glow when she was around, and I loved it that way. For a moment, looking at her, I didn't know quite what to say. I took her in completely, feeling almost breathless. I knew her by now, after years of seeing her nearly every day, being gone for more than two months had taken it's toll on the both of us, and seeing her again was better than I had imagined it would be. Unable to contain it, I took her in my arms again. "God I missed you." I breathed. I finally, pull away, remembering the plans I had set for tonight, and all my confidence drained away. This wasn't a good idea. I couldn't afford to loose her.

Finally, I cleared my throat, hoping she wouldn't see something different in me, smiling with shaking hands. I looked down to my shoes for a moment, my heart pounding. Hadn't I been planning this for two and half months? I had been in the country of romance for crying out loud, with my uncle at a vineyard, thinking about nothing but Kay, and what to do about her. Not to mention I had six male cousins egging me on, telling me to take the chance. I remembered my mother laughing at the lot of them as they teased me about how far I'd fallen for Kay, going off on something in Italian, and I'd often feared they were talking about me. I remembered thinking about much I wanted to take Kay to Tuscanny, for her to meet my family. Finally, I looked at her through my curtain of brown hair, smiling slightly.

II finally took her hand in mine, grinning at her fully. "I have a surprise for you." I finally spoke, a mischievous gleam in my bright blue eyes.

[kaytlin shay andrews]

Feeling Jace’s arms around her, Kay leaned into him, holding on for dear life. Jace had been gone for what seemed like ever and now that he was finally back? Well, Kay wasn’t going to let that go easily. Feeling Jace’s skin against her felt natural, familiar, but at the same time there was something different. He gushed into her hair, mumbling about how much he‘d missed her over the past few months. “Oh my Lord,” she gasped when he released her, still keeping her hands on his arms for balance. A laugh escaped her throat as she leaned into his chest, “I missed you so fucking much it’s not funny,” she mumbled, her lips against his skin, “Don’t leave again.”

She laughed again when he pulled in her hug, latching her fingers around his waste. Looking up at him recognition shone in her chocolate brown eyes when she saw his face darken. It was like he was fighting some sort of battle inside, the same one he’d been fighting for years, Kay supposed. But still, she could never be sure. After a moment of watching the wheels turn in his head she brought her hand up to his cheek, caressing it gently. Jace took her hand, a grin spreading across his handsome face, before pulling her along with him, a surprise? “Oh, another one?” The brunette grinned, raising her eyebrows, “If I’d only prepared.” She sighed dramatically before giggling and following him.

Ooc; I had an idea about maybe one of Kay’s good friends starts to flirt with Jace and they kiss while Kay walks in. Then, you know, she gets all upset. But Jace thinks she’s doesn’t like him, so he continues until one night she’s drinking and then she kisses him. GASP! What do you think?

[jonathan christopher wayland]

I still smiled as I led her from the laundry room and down the hall. Of course, she knew the way, but I wasn't ready to release her just yet. I hadn't seen her in months, how could I? I looked back at her and grinned the same old grin I always gave her, one that belonged to only the people in this world I trusted: her, and my mom. I couldn't imagine not having the two of them in my life. Without Kay, my father would most likely be still around, or I would be in jail for doing something stupid. If my mom wasn't around... well everyone knows how that would turn out.

We crossed the dark living room, navigating across the hardwood floor, over the fuzzy rug and around the couch, past the kitchen, and straight towards the opposite hallway. It wasn't long before I stopped the both of us right in front of my bedroom door, which was uncharacteristically closed. I turn to her and smile, feeling eager to show her now. I prayed she would like it, but I had a feeling she would. Smiling down at her wonderful face, I reached up and brushed a brown lock of hair behind her ear. "Close your eyes." I finally spoke with that special smile. "And no peaking." Waiting until she did, I turned and opened the door, holding her hand to lead her inside.

Opening the door revealed the room to be nearly unchanged, accept for the area surrounding his bed at the TV. It was surrounded by some of the comfiest pillows he could find in the house, with only one light beside the bed on. There was a small table set beside the bed with two very fancy looking wine bottles, and two glasses, which was a little bit out of the ordinary. While my mother disapproved, Kay and I weren't exactly golden kids. We drank, we partied, and we did stupid things. Usually we stayed safe though, and a little Italian wine all the way from my uncle's vineyard in Tuscanny was baby talk compared to what we've done. It sure was some damn good wine though. The big change though? That was above my bed.

There was a brand-new bunk-bed build right over the top of mine. (ooc: HERE is what the beds look like, but a much simpler style, and obv. not the same colors.) It was a twin, unlike my queen size, but it looked just as comfortable. It had a green theme to it, with some blue and a little bit of black mixed in there, with a latter coming down just beside my bed below it. Across the secure bars on the side was a small sign that had "Kay-Mart" painted across the side. Another new feature, was that on the portion of the ceiling above our beds was painted jet black, with little white stars painted all over it. What she would find out later is that those stars glowed in the dark. I grinned and led Kay into the room, shutting the door behind us.

"Now, when you sleep over, mom won't have to make you sleep on the couch." I said as I leaned down, holding her in front of me, my hands on her shoulders and my head against the side of hers. "Open your eyes."

ooc: I yike it. :3 Though I had another idea to go with it. What if they kissed tonight, and then Kay gets all wiggy about it because she's never actually been in love before, and it scares her that she realizes she's in love with her best friend, and runs out or something. That's why he decides officially that she's never gonna love him, and the whole thing with your idea begins. xP We're cruel.

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[kaytlin shay andrews]

Jace had always been able to give Kay things she ended up loving, he had a knack for it. The boy knew her inside and out, which is why she just let him lead her through the house, clinging to his side. When he stopped outside of his room, Kay gave him a cautious look before closing her chocolate brown eyes and hiding her face with her hands, just so he knew she wasn’t peeking. She felt the light change when he opened the door, making her grin. Jace lead her into the room and moved behind her before giving her the okay to open her eyes.

“Oh my…” For a moment Kay was silent, taking in the sight of the bed before laughing and covering her mouth. In all truth, Kay basically lived at Jace’s house. The past two months she had felt like she was in boarding school, having to deal with her guardians but this? This was exactly what she wanted. It meant that Jace was back. “How much did this-” she stopped herself, turning in his arms and looking up at him, “Do I even want to know?” She gave him a look that said, ‘you-did-not-do-this’ before wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly.

Kay kissed his cheek before pulling away and climbing the ladder to her bed. Laying down, she grabbed the pillow and hugged it to her, letting the scent of Jace’s room fill her. “It smells like you.” She called down to him, grinning. For a moment she moved to the ladder, and then, as if she thought better of it she simply jumped down, landing near Jace and grabbing his hand so she wouldn’t fall. When she had regained her balance, the short, brunette smiled up at him again, “It’s beautiful.”

Ooc;; First off, this is pathetic of me and I’m sorry it took forever to reply. I’m an idiot. But here you go. I’m sorry!