Changing all I've ever known.

Monday night I couldn't take it anymore. I hadn't talked to Jamie since the night of homecoming and with my sister constantly talking about her I just couldn't handle it. Unfortunately I decided to come to my senses at one in the morning when I was sitting at my kitchen table drinking my guts out, but strangely I didn't feel drunk or buzzed like I normally would, I felt weird. Like since I had stopped talking to her things wern't the same. Like my life had slowly been spinning and I didn't realize it. I had been getting into fights every night and kept warning Angela, telling her that Johnny was gonna break her heart or hurt her in a fit of rage, and as a result she had spent the entire week sleeping on the Curtis' couch, and I missed her so much. Both of them. Both of the people that made my life what it was, and I had driven both of them away. So tonight I decided to fix it and find out the truth that I had been awaiting since I was seven.

I made my way down the block to the Matthews' residence. I finally stood in front of Jamie's house and mentally slapped myself. How the hell was I supposed to know what window was hers. So I pretty much winged it. I picked up a pebble and gently tossed it toward the window hearing a little ping as the rock hit the window pane, I said in a quiet voice, "Jamie!" No response. "Jamie, open the window!" I picked up another rock and tossed it up. No reply. I picked up another rock and the next thing I knew I heard a warrior-like cry come from the side of the house and next thing I saw was Two-Bit; champion moron, came sprinting towards me with a freaking bat!

"SHIT! Two-Bit, stop! It's me Curly, put down the bat! Dude, put down the bat! PUT DOWN THE DAMN BACK, GOD DAMNIIT!" He stopped and dropped the bat and stopped his Pocahontas call that with our luck probably woke up all of Oklahoma. -.-

"Whoa, sorry, man, thought you were that creep who messed with Jamie a coupla' nights ago. Why did he have to bring that up? It made me sick to think of someone doing that to her. MY best friend, my Jamie.

"Nah, I just really need to talk to her. Did I hit on your window or her window?"

"Mine. Kit almost had a heart attack, so I had to go play the sexy-fiance-who saves the day act and run out here in 13 degree weather with a bat, so for the love of Jesus Christ man, go around to the other side of the house, knock on her god forsaken window, talk to her about whatever shit you need to, and please go home so I can dream of beer and fucking Kit." He commanded.

"Alright, sorry, bro, sweet dreams.." He winked at me and jogged back into the house with another Indian cry and his weapon of choice.

I walked over to Jamie's side of the window gathered up all of my courage said fuck the rocks and climbed up the trellis. At that point I was really cold and in danger of becoming an ice cube so I knocked on the window. After a minute she opened the window and screamed. It would have been funny if it hadn't scared the shit out of me and made me loosen my grip on the trellis and almost plunge to my death. It also didn't help that I thought this was hilarious and started laughing my ass off.

"Curly! What the hell are you doing here? At one in the morning! First you don't talk to me for two months, then you ignore me, now you're suddenly hanging out my window, dude, you're freaking crazy." She shrieked at me. I smiled to myself, I had missed her motherly ways, how she felt the need to take care of everything around her. I loved that quality about her.

"Yeah, well it hasn't exactly been picnic for me either, now if you don't mind I don't exactly intend on spending the night hanging out a window, dying of frost bite and getting yelled at, so it'd be amazing if you could scootch over so I can come in." she backed up and pulled the window up fully so I could come in. She was in sweat pants and a tank top with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. She still looked pretty, it was really hard to make her ugly. Especially when she stood her with her arms crossed glaring at me. God, she looked so hot.

I shut the window and we stared at each other. It was pretty awkward, but then again it wasn't. After a minute of staring at each other I folded my arms too and stood there. Then she started yelling at me. I kinda zoned out for most of it then I walked across the room and kissed her on the cheek.

She stood there with a confused look on her face. She said, "So I guess you forgive me for playing you at homecoming.." I replied, "I was never really mad at you. I was more mad at myself for not being able to keep you. I mean obviously I must have done something wrong for you to want Austin not me so it's my fault. Oh and by the way I've been in love with you since I was seven years old." I kind of jumbled it all together so I'm not sure if she understood half the shit I said but the look on her face said she did. Her mouth was hanging open and her arms had dropped to her sides. I take it that was a bad sign.

"I just messed everything up and before I screwed things up further I just had to let you know that. I've wanted to do that since I met you. Don't worry, I'm not going to get in your way with your precious Austin, I just had to tell you before you went off to college and I still had the nerve. We can still be good friends if you want to, but it's time for me to attempt to let go and move on, so I'm gonna go now." I started to walk toward the door to try and salvage what was left of my dignity and leave in a more civilized manner than my entrance, when I felt Jamie's hand reach up to touch my shoulder, and I turned around.

"I thought that is so sweet that you've loved me since I was seven, but I do love Austin and I love you like a brother and I always will. I didn't mean to hurt you. At all. I would never do that. I just don't know what to do."

"You don't have to do anything, I fucked up, and I apologized, and we move on, that's life. I'm not mad anymore, I'll always love you, it's just something I have to accept, so yeah, I'm gonna go get Angela and fix everything with her."

"Bye, Curly...." She said uneasily. "Adios, James."

I opened the door and hit Two-bit in the face with the door, Kit had the sense to jump back when she heard us say good bye.

"Well.....?" Kit asked.

"Well what?"

"Well, what's up with you guys?"

"Nothing changed. I just had to tell her something, which I don't know why you're asking considering you heard the whole damn thing."

"Eh, well I didn't want to appear nosey."

"Too late." I walked out of the house and down the road to pick up Angela and bring her home. I opened the door and she was on the couch asleep with Johnny's arms wrapped around her. -.- She was still clothed thank god. I removed them from around Angela he opened his eyes and was about to protest when I gave him the death glare and he adjusted himself so I could pick her up. He gave me her jacket I wrapped it around her shoulders wrapped her up in a blanket and carried my seventeen year old sister home.