19.
The conversation about my wedding dragged on and on! Mrs. Rogers loved the idea with pink, and my mom loved the idea of crazy colors from orange to electric blue! I had to keep fixing these ideas that fit the theme-black and white- and semi-formal. I wasn't really dwelling on the subject, my mind was wandering to Jay V all the time now. Is he going to live? How long does he have? Is cough up blood shortening his life? Was there a way to help him live more than whatever?
"Clair, Clair!"said my mom which I just realized said my name 3 times.
"What?"I said.
"What should the plates be?"
"Oh just a black plate with silverware,"I said yawning. All night they have been fightn=ing before agreeing with what I say. And I'm pretty sure I'm going to forget everything until the wedding.
We got home at 10 after figuring out, plates, cake, bride's maids, e ct. I was so damn bored I thought I was going to die! I walked slowly up the stairs and plopped down on the bed falling into sleep quickly.
Waking up I took a quick shower and got dressed quickly. I called Jay V's doctor and asked for an appointment. He was free for the next hour and said I could come on by. I walked swiftly down
the stairs silently and skipped the bottom three: they creek. Grabbing a poptart and silently closing the door shut, I made my way towards my car. And I saw Lucy's car. Oh God, I don't even
want to know what is going on with her. Hopping in and pulling my converse on(remember she keeps her converse in here! ^^ Chp 1) It took about 20 minutes to get there, but it's still enough
time.
Knocking on the door before I entered and waited for him to say come in. Usually I'd just walk right on in, I mean I did know this doctor from many of Jay V's injuries, but I don't want to interrupt
anything. Like last time, I thought. "Come in,"he said. I walked in and sat down going straight to the point.
"What's happening to him?"I asked.
"Not only is he having irregular white blood cells, but also his medulla is effecting him. This was caused from the increase of white blood cells."explained the doctor. Medulla? What's that?
"Um if you don't mind me asking but what is a person's medulla?"I asked. Hey I'm no doctor!
"The medulla controls the breathing, heart rate, and blood pressure. Do you know if Jay V has hit the back of his head recently?"asked Dr. Zizfyr. My mind suddenly went to one night a few
months ago. I was in my black skinnie jeans with my electric blue tee with black and purple splatter paint effect with my blue converse. I was joking around with the guys when I bumped into Jay V who was...unstable and fell and hit his head on the banister. We helped him up and left. That was the last time I got drunk.
"Yes,"I barely whispered. Clearing my throat I spoke clearly."Is there anyway to replace his medulla?"
"Yes-"
"Great then can you-"
"But here's the thing. A human's medulla is hard to replace. 1 in 1,000,000 will get a perfect match."he said.
"So there's no hope then?"I asked.
"I'm sorry Clair. The only thing we can do is keep giving him medicine to help him live longer. But no matter how much medicine we give him, he will die soon. Soon his medulla will shut down
and..."he trailed off not finishing. But I knew what he was going to say. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I won't cry. I opened my eyes when a thought came.
"What about his brother?"I asked. "Michael and Jay V are only 4 years apart is it possible..."I trailed my hope increasing. He has to live.
"It's a possibility."he said."Michael and Jay V will need to blood test to see. All they're information HAS to be the same." I nodded.
"Alrght, I'll try,"I said. I got up walking out. The second I was out of the building I whipped out my cell to the world time and clicked and clicked until it reached Australia. It was currently 1 at night
(it's 11 am where I'm at) I decided to be evil and call Michael. Ring. Ring. Ring.
"What?!"he grumbled.
"Aww is that a nice way to say hi to your favorite girl?"I said in my baby voice which I loathe.
"Clair? No way! What's wrong? Did you do something illegal again?"he said more a live now jokingly.
"What the hell do you mean again!? Ok so I only been in jail twice none of them being illegal!"I said following his joke.
"Hahaha, so what did you want?"he asked.
"Can you come back here? It's about Jay V."I said biting my lip nervously. What if he says no? thought the girl in me. Then trick him into coming! said the evil side of me.
"What about him? Did he get AIDS?"asked Michael sarcastically.
"Haha very funny,"I said sarcastically. "No, actually it's serious." I used my dead~serious~I~am~not~playing~with~you tone.
"What is it?"he asked tiredly.
"Jay V has leukemia and medulla problems."I said slowly then waiting for it to sink in.
"What do you want me to do?"he asked.
"Can you be his doner of medulla?"
"If I am correct isn't the medulla the part of the brain that controls breathing, heart rates, and blood pressure? Wouldn't I die from giving Jay V my medulla?"he asked.
"I guess..."I said considering the fact. Jay V was dying from medulla failure and if Michael is a perfect match then wouldn't he die as well?
"I just can't leave my girlfriend Clair. I hope you understand. I-"
"No, no. Don't continue. I never really thought about that. And you're still with Julie? Nice, but can you at least do the test? Please? or me?"I asked making my voice break. I heard him sigh at
the end and I knew what he was going to say.
"Ok." Hook. Line. And Sinker.
"Thank you. When will you be here?"I asked.
"Next week?"
"Sure, bye."I said reaching my car.
"Bye Clarissa ."he said ending the call. I started to drive home when I thought of going to the park. I parked the car and locked it to find it empty. Just how I liked it. Laying in the soft grass I
looked up into the sky feeling a warm light breeze. I heard footsteps slapping across the cement sidewalk and I got up to see Melody, running. "Poco! Come back!"she screamed running after a
small white kitty. I got up on my feet walking watching her from behind. I didn't see or hear Sing, and thought he'd be worried if he didn't find Melody. "POCO!!"She screamed again. "Gottcha!"she
said. Since it was Monday and I was excused from school because of last night, the streets were empty. I found Melody in the middle of the road with, Poco? I saw a car coming and it didn't
seem like Melody knew it was there.
"Melody!"I screamed trying to get her attention while running closer. I got up the her, the car so close. I wrapped my arms around her and waited for the car to come crashing into me. It never
did. I looked up at the sound of the car door opening and shutting.
"Are you alright?"asked the stranger.
"You almost hit her! She's only a child! You could've ended her life."I said my voice sharp as ice. I slapped him hard across the cheek and picked up Melody. "It's okay Melody. Let's go home."I
said, then glared at the man who was touching his red cheek. Serves him right. Melody was sobbing into my shirt as I walked to my car.
"W-why w-would y-you d-do that t-to m-me?! Y-you c-could've b-been k-killed!"she sobbed.
"I won't let you die Melody. You're too young and have so much to learn. And...I couldn't let you die right there and then. That man didn't see you. You're so little. But when he saw me running he
knew to stop. I just barely made it."I said starting to drive towards her house. It's good having good memory.
"B-but you would've died then it'll be all my fault! Then you and my brother won't be together." she sobbed. My face froze but my body kept moving, my mind knowing exactly where I was going.
"Melody, I'm getting married. Me and and Sing are only friends."I spoke calmly.
"But I like you! You're not like any of the bitches he brings home! You're not a hoe! And the only reason he dates them is because he was set up by his asshole friends!"she cussed. My eyebrows shot up.
"Where did you hear those words?"I asked.
"Ever heard of Degrassi?"she said.
"Of course but...Oh! You watch it?"I asked shocked.
"Duhh!"she said wiping away her tears. Damn! This girl is weird! No wonder why she knew alot of...inappropriate things.
"Oh."I said."Why Poco?"I asked pointing at the cat.
"It means little in music terms."she said shrugging. "Music runs in the family. Didn't Singy tell you? He plays guitar, piano, he sings, and write songs sometimes! I only play piano, but I'm sure I'll play more instruments when I'm older!"she said climbing out of the car. I got out and walked her to the door.
"Sing cannot sing at all!"I said but no me it sounded like a question.
"Yes he can! Oh he must've sang in his tone deaf voice. Sometimes he does that to hide it."she said ringing the doorbell. Sing opened the door and got Melody in a hug instantly.
"Thank God!"he said as she giggled.
"Thanks Clair,"he said holding her.
"No problem."I said.
"She saved me from a car."said Melody in the most adorable voice.
"You did?! What happened."he said opening the door farther to let me in.
"I ran in front of the car to save her but I didn't get hit. I'm ok."I said.
"Oh my God!"he groaned. "This is why I told you not to run off! Did you know how worried I was when I found out that you left the house!"he said fiercely but hugged her closer.
"I-I'm sorry!"she said bursting into anew tears. I just stood there awkwardly as the hugged each other.I shifted my gaze to the small table next to me. There was a sheet music and instantly the notes filled my head making a tune that I didn't recognize. Could Sing have written it? I picked up the three pages of music and read the lyrics. Peace of Love by Sing Masen.
Did I predict one day that this day would come...?
My heart that"s bewildered by love shakes and shakes, so much that it hurts...
Even my deep sadness that no one else realized
was somehow conveyed to him.
It"s as if he was my true beloved.
A small star in a galaxy, that I call myself
Has sprouted up with a single droplet of love.
If you fear of losing things, then you cannot fight.
So make a prayer to the moon, and a prayer to the stars
and engrave the path you should be traveling down in your heart.
The reason for my tear"s heating up
is a piece of love from fate.
Touching upon, and meeting with a piece of my heart.
If I showed you everything, would you steal my heart away...?
But, I can"t just let it be flung away like that.
Because this is something to share with my true beloved.
My dream too large is far away, and I can"t just stand still now.
Is there enough love to fill only my heart alone...?
Sending a prayer to the wind, and rain
Even if I predict that a storm would come now,
in the end, to become one...
is a true piece of love.
It"s the pain of love that comes with meeting anyone.
A small star in a galaxy, that I call myself
Has sprouted up with a single droplet of love.
If you fear of losing things, then you cannot fight.
So make a prayer to the moon, and a prayer to the stars
and engrave the path you should be traveling down in your heart.
The reason for my tear"s heating up
is a piece of love from fate.
Touching upon, and meeting with a piece of my heart
The sheets left my hand as Sing snatched them away, blushing slightly. "Uh huh, so you were fake singing that time weren't you."I accused. "Don't bother lying to me. Melody spilled the beans on you."
"Fine so what if I was? It's not like you didn't."he accused me.
"Excuse me."I said raising my eyebrows in fake shock.
"I mean come on! No one can sing that horrible!"he went on.
"That was my real singing voice."I said angrily. Too far? Maybe.
"I don't believe you."he accused, not buying any of it. I stepped closer.
"You think you can sing better than me?"I challenged. he stepped forward.
"I never lose."he said confidently. I stepped closer til we were face to face.
"Neither do I."
I was standing so close to Sing his breath on my face, minty. I mentally shook my head clearing that thought.
"How do I prove it to you?"I asked.
"Recording room of course."he said taking my hand leading me to the room. He was right, it WAS recording studio. I told me to go into the room while he stayed out there.
"What song?"he asked. I thought it over carefully.
"Gravity by Sara Bareilles,"I said taking the headphones pressing one side to my left ear, hearing the song starting. I started to sing, smiling as I looked over at Sing.
Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.
Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.
I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down
You're on to me, on to me, and all over...
Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
My eyes closed somewhere during the song, I felt myself feeling comfort in the song, getting lost. I opened my eyes slowly taking me a few seconds to realize why I was here. I blushed slightly as I remembered, and feeling Sing's gaze on me, I looked right at him. His faced in an awed expression, his mouth slightly gaped open. I got off the stool and put down the headphones walking out.
"Let's see how you can be better than me."I said smirking. He snapped out of it and walked towards me. Our shoulders brushing.
"I'm sure I can top that," he said his voice sounding slick and smooth as silk. I bit my hard snapping me out, walking to where he sat I put a headphone to my left ear as I listened to Sing as he picked up a guitar I hadn't even notice in the room and started to strum the chords to Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c'mon lets try
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You beautiful soul, yeah.
This time it was his turn to smile, flashing his straight, white teeth. His cover seemed better than the orginal by far. I kept my face perfectly composed and pressed the stop of the recording. He stepped out and rasied his eyebrows. "So?"
"It was alright, I mean it was good, just not good as me."I said smiling.
"Uhuh, suree,"he said sarcastically smiling back. I was standing up by now my arms crossed over my chest, as Sing started walking my way.
"Well you should know. You were better-"
"Told you,"I said interrupting him.
"-and you should also know I'm a producer."he continued ignoring me.
"You're a what?!"I said shock coursing through me. I. Just. Sang. In. Front. Of. A. Music. Producer.
Jay V's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night coughing hard. I covered my mouth and felt hot liquid. Pulling my hand back my eyes widened at the sight of blood. I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed my hands cleaning up my shirt that had some blood on it. Fuck! I didn't even do anything this time! What the hell is fucking happening to me?! I thought rinsing my mouth of the salty, iron taste. Walking back into my room I took my medicine and fell into a dreamless sleep. I woke up couching again. And again blood came out. I rushed back into the bathroom and cleaned up giving up on my shirt and throwing it in the basket to be washed. I got on a new shirt and trotted downstairs. Mom was drinking orange juice, dad was drinking his usual plain bitter coffee.
"Hey Jay V,"said my mom smiling at me with tired eyes. I gave her a quick smile pouring a glass of milk. But before I could take a sip the glass dropped shattering into pieces a second before I came crashing down towards the floor.
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Ok yes this is short but I didn't hve much time 2 write!! lol
Silver Dollar City May 1
Be there if u can!
When I get back try 2 make me What's Hot #10???
I kinda doubt tht though! XD
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AHHH JAY V!!!
Ahhhh CLAIR!
What will happen now???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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