Tip Toe [Sequel to Could only Imagine]

Chapter 4

Emily POV

When I pull up to the house we are staying at for now, I look at myself in the mirror. I'm not going to be able to get passed Alex and Gabe am I. I can't tell them about this though. I don't know why I can't, I just, well, can't. I clear my eyes of any tears, and then just feel like crying again. I had dreamed of seeing Cole again ever since I was kidnaped. This wasn't how it was supposed to play out! We were supposed to bump into eachother at the mall. He would be all nice and pick up my stuff like the gentleman that he is, or maybe was. He would look up and we would lock eyes. He would drop my stuff and kiss me. I would kiss him back. Everything would be perfect. Why didn't it work out that way? Why was everything that came to me and love such a mess? I wonder what Cole is doing. Why is he acting this way?

Cole POV

When the girl comes in I kiss her, just like I always do. Unlike the other times though, I feel the spark. The spark I look for with every girl I kiss. I act all tough so I can have a better chance to find the closest thing to love I can have after Emily. That is what girls like right? I try to find a girl who makes me feel a spark. I haven't before now. To my annoyance, once I feel the spark she pulls away.

"Cole! What are you doing!" The girl yells. I feel anger bubble up. Didn't she feel it too? Why can't she just fall head over heals for me like all the other girls do that I don't feel the spark with.  "I can't believe that he has been just making out with people. Asking them to come to his house and then making out with them."

For a second I am taken aback. Why would she say that aloud! I see a glace of her face and realize my confusion and annoyance must be showing on my face, so I hide it. Instead just looking annoyed. "What gives you the right to tell me what to do? Why can't I make out with girls I want to?" I spit. I automaticly regret it because she looks almost scared. You can't show that regret Cole! I reminded myself. I have gotten better at hiding my emotions, but when I am around her for some reason, I find it really hard.

"How did you even know I thought that?" She asks, her tone a bit creeped out.

"You speak your thoughts a lot. Kinda like.." I trail off. I was going to say 'Kinda like my Emily'. I can't let some girl know that side of my story. No one will know that side. She just reminds me so much of Emily. The way she runs her hands through her hair when she was nervous the first time I talked to her. The way that she is shy, get forceful at the same time. Her rich chocolate eyes that I could just melt into. I miss Emily so much. "Why do you care anyway?" I snap. I need to stop thinking of her. But I can't. I will never forget her.

"I-I" she stutters. Then, she takes out a small notebook from her bag. I walk up quietly behind her. The same quiet that I used when approaching Emily when she was singing that one day. No, I am not going to think of her. I read the lyrics on the page. 

Its been awhile since I've seen you last. Its been awhile since you have held me in your arms. Its been awhile since I have felt the sweetness of your kisses. And I want to do it all again.

My heart flips. All I can think about now is her. Is Emily. Did this girl just think of these and write them down now?

Verse 1 (part 2)- I see you now and you don't see me. You don't remember all the good times that we had. I wish apon a star that you will recognize me. But to you I'm just a stranger.

I wonder where those came from. I look down and realize that she wrote more, but she shifted so I can't read them. Without thinking, I take the book from her.

"Give it back!" She shouts at me, trying to reach it. But, like Emily always, she's too short. I read the lyrics aloud.

"'wanna go back when, when are love was first found. I wanna go back to, to the time that we were together. I miss you and it's been awhile, I just want to back. Please don't see me as a stranger even though it been a while.' Someone had a heart break that they're not over," I teases. I don't mean to sound as mean as I do when I say it, but the alternative was to sound like I care . "What happened? He broke up with you but you still aren't over him?"

The question was obviously rhetorical, but she answers anyways. "I-I kinda left the area he was in. I came back and found him, but he doesn't recognize me." I feel a pang in my heart. That was so much like Emily with the leaving part. Sadly, we haven't found each other yet. I almost as why she doesn't just tell him who she is, but I decide against it. It would sound too much like I care.

"Write on," I command. I want to see how it progresses. As she writes, she hums the tune. I don't think she notices that she does, either. Her voice is so pretty and perfect. Like Emily's. It actually sounds exactly like Emily's! No, I am just hearing what I want to hear.

"Sing it." she jumps at my voice. I want to hear her real voice, not just humming.

"I don't really think i-" she starts, trying to get out of it.

"Sing right now. That is an order," I state, with a threatening glare.

"An order is it now?" she laughs bitterly. "And who gives you the right to do that? Why would I ever listen to your so called 'orders'?" I feel baffled for a second, but I quickly hide it.

I suddenly feel an urge and I go all mean again. Walking toward her, I grab her wrists and pin her against the wall. I automatically regret it. I have had trouble with my anger recently, ever since I left IM5 and didn't have the boys to hold me back. I can't back out now though, it would seem wimpy. Right?

"Or else," I growl, finishing off the tough act.

To my surprise, she says "Fuck off" in reply. While I am stunned, she gets away. She really is strong. She grabs her bag and runs out of the room.

I sit down against the wall and put my head in my hands. What am I doing?