Melodies and Promises

@ missysipi
Camie smiked softly. "I asked you first Jettley." She said softly, teasingly but nodded in responce to his question anyways. "Yes I am fine. That happens a lot..." she bit her lip knlwing she shouldn't have said that last part. Camie wrapped her arms around her waist hugging herself because she didn't know what else to do with her hands. "You were having coffee... did you want anyhing else? I feel bad..." she didn't know how to finish that sentence. What dis she feel bad about? His obvious pain. My lack to comfort him. Her mind answered her own question. She hadn't expected to see him again and yet he was here and all she wanted to to was feel those lips and his hands all over her. "I'm Camie... I figured since you saved me that I should introduce myself." She said a bright blush spreading over her skin even touching her ears. Camie had put her hand out to shake his.

He couldn't help but smile, but it was quickly wiped away with her next words. "What do you mean it happens a lot?" he said, feeling the heat rise in him again, even though he knew exactly what she meant. He cocked his head to his left side frowning at her, but he knew better then to get in her business. He was not going to have a panic attack in front of anyone, he swore that to himself. "Oh no, it's fine.. I'm sorry, I never paid." he reached behind him and pulled out a different wallet from yesterday, and took the only thing in there other then all his credit cards which happened to be a $100 bill. "Camie. I would introduce myself too but you know who I am now." he said it in all seriousness. He shook too many hands in his lifetime at only 24, far more then anyone his age, but it was different. He didn't take her hand and put it in a firm grip and squeeze it like he would with his business partners, but he took it, and stared at her hand in fascination. It was perfect. Her fingers were slender and her palm was refreshingly moist. He ran his thumb over her knuckle, but quickly stopped realizing it was inappropriate. His thoughts were going away again.

@ missysipi
Camie blushed as he sounded upset that it happened a lot. She shook her heead as he went to grab his wallet. "No it's okay... it's on the house..." she said but he had already handed her the bill. She stood there baffled and not sure what to do but then she was distracted by his hand taking hers and suddenly a current of pleasure passed through her at his touch. She inhaled sharply in pleasure as his thumb ran over her knuckles. Camie blushed and bit her lip as he let her hand go. She swallowed and rub ed her arm. She looked back at the dinner and frowned. She should really get back to workbut she didn't want to leave Jettley. "Are you sure that you will be alright?" She asked looking back at him with those concered eyes again. Camie smiled softly at him wishing to see him again and wondering how to work that into the conversation.

"It's not on the house. It's on me." he insisted shoving it in her hand. He felt strange sitting in his car. "Thank you Camie. I'm fine." he said, feeling rougher around the edges. Those eyes though. They were killing him. But he wouldn't ever allow himself to get attached. The only thing he got attached to was his guitar and his grand piano, and both were essential to his survival. Jett wouldn't even allow himself to have a pet, he didn't deserve the type of love a pet gave, therefor the love of family and friends. He hadn't meant to make it sound so harsh to her, but it was eating him from the inside out. He didn't want someone to care. "Thank you for the coffee, but I've got to get to work now." he said angry at himself for trapping in someones pity.

@ Jinxling

@ missysipi
Camie flinhed a little at his rough voice. She looked down and nodded. "Wait let me go get your change." She said softly afraid of his reaction. She didn't pitty Jettley she worried about him. She had no reason to pitty him but the sadness in his eyes was a worry. Camie but her lip. "The dinner is closed next week for renivations... they are building stage. They want to make it feel more like a lounge." She rambled clasping her fingers and rolling and unrolling the crisp bill. Camie hadn't meant to upset him but she knew that she did. Camie tugged at the end of ber long ponytail her auburn hair glinting with red highlights in the sun. The sun on her face brought out the gold specks in her green eyes. Camie stood there nervous waiting for something though she wasn't to sure what.

"No, please keep it." he said. He blinked, watching her speak. She was majestic and very beautiful to say the least. What was she doing in that diner? He listened to every word rolling off her tongue. "Oh?" he said. "Then where will you work?" then Jett frowned again. "Camie, do you not have enough money to buy food?" he said in all seriousness. You could see her cheekbones, but then again you could see Jett's too, but she didn't look like she went to the gym every weekend. It looked like she ate nothing but a piece of bread everyday.

@ missysipi
Camie blushed and bit her bottom lip. "They want me to higher new staff... I am guessing they want younger." She blushed and looked up at him in surprise as he asked if she had enough money for food. She blinked a few times and looked back at the dinner. "Yes I have enough..." she said and looked down. "I really should get back to work." She said and shuffled on her feet like she was anxious to get back inside, she really was just nervous about going in and those men.

"Is that so?" He said. "That's great, congratulations. Keep the change and buy a gift for yourself." he smiled, feeling a tide of relief flood him when she said she had enough. "You need to eat more. Do you have clean water? Clothes? A good house?" he pushed on, dismissing her comment. He had to know, he would never be able to live with himself if he didn't know she was safe.

@ Jinxling

@ missysipi
Camie smiled softly as he congradulated her. She blushed as he told her to buy herself something nice but then he asked more questions ans she turned scarlet wih embarrassment. "Excuse me?" Camie looked down at her self to see if there was a reason he would ask such things. She frowned not seeing anything wrong with herself. She rubbed her arm and took a step back nervously. Where was he headed with this? Camie trusted him but it sounded as if he beleived her incapable to take care of herself. She looked at him and crossed her arms anger boiling up. "Look just because I don't dress in a tux to go to a dinner and drive a fancey car and probably live in a huge house doesn't mean I am a hopeless homeless looser." She said and sighed not meaning for her temper to burst out at him. She frowned a crease forming sweetly on her forehead. "Have a good day Mr. Kaiden." She said and went to go back into the dinner her head spinning. Her self confidence dropped ten stores of a clif but greatful to her anger which like a hot wind blew her into a wet but safe landing in a lake. Camie shook her head her mi d spinning with utter confusion.

Jett looked at her just as confused. "I'm sorry." he said. "I didn't mean to offend you." But he still wasn't happy with how she looked. She was so skinny he was worried, and working in a diner was not where she should be. She must not have enough to eat as he immediately assumed. He opened his mouth to talk again, but she was already stomping back in the diner before Jett cleared his throat and pulled out of the parking lot. He felt bad for offending her because she had been nothing but a great server. Sighing, he drove him. It had been a long day and he was getting ready for another night of restless sleep and popping sleeping pills like it was chocolate, but first he stopped at the flower store and picked up a bouquet of daisies not wanting to buy her roses and give her the wrong idea, before dropping them off at the back of the diner by the door and scribbling an I'm sorry note. She would know. Then he went home, put on his robe, and went to his lounge sitting on his piano bench the grand piano glooming at him. He set his left finger down gently on the major C key, and played it, before adding in his right hand and playing the Bohemian Rhapsody gently pushing down on the peddle just at the right times.

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@ missysipi
It was late when Camie got off. They had just closed the doors and the other women told her to go home and sleep. She wouldn't argue but she only assumed they where so kind because of the events today and her angry attitude. Camie stepped out and saw the flowers frowning and bit her lip. She picked up the note wondering if this was from that odd and beautiful man. Camie picked up the flowers and walked to her car. She got in and sighed wanting to sleep right there but she put on her seatbelt and started to drive home. When she got back Jettley's voice rang in her head. She scoffed and set the flowers down headed to the shower. She washed then stood looking in the full length mirror she had trying to see what he did to ask such things. It wasn't like she was underweight, maybe below the norm but certainly healthy. After a while she groaned and crawled i to bed not even bothering with dinner.She wwasn't hungry just sleepy.

Jett played and harmonized for a straight hour, it helped him relax and maybe rest his always thinking brain. When he yawned, Jettley took a melatonin and an specially prescribed sleeping pill from his therapist and saw that Mariana had already rearranged his sheets and pillow, but in a couple hours they'd be back on the floor strewn across the room. Locking the door, he pulled his shirt over his head and pulled on a pair of pajama pants that were just the right length and comfortably fit around him. He laid on the bed and turned off the night lamp as he always did and closed his eyes getting ready for the night terrors that would happen. As usual, his phone was already on speed dial with his doctor. He was now 24 and was practically an unlovable child still. That thought continually running through his head put him to a quiet melody of sleep 2 hours later. Morning seemed an unbearable amount away.

@ missysipi
Camie woke in the afternoon with a yawn and a smile. Finally a day off. She stretched out in her bed soaking in the sleep before getting up and making herself an omelet. She sat there at her table eating it in rhe quiet. Somehow the quiet seemed to be closing in on her and she had to turn on some music. She stayed in her pjs for most of the day cleaning before deciding she needed to buy more groceries. She dressed and headed out to the local farmers market. Sure it was more expensive but it was better than anything else and she carefully rationed it to last until her next paycheck.

Because of the melatonin and strong sleeping pills, Jett managed to wake up fresh. It was an unusual and rare occurrence, and his mood was much better after he actually slept without ending up on the floor or having an panic attack. Not long after waking up, Alicia called to let him know he had to go in and finish scanning and sending the papers to their other office and signing a few sheets confirming an termination of another contract and yadda yadda yadda. If only Jett could have a proper day off, it was nearly impossible. Jett wrote a quick note and stuck it on the large fridge for Mariana with a list of groceries. He considered stopping in at the cafe for lunch, but thought better of it. He wore a lighter colored grey suit with a tie as usual, and made his way to the headquarters.

@ missysipi
Camie was in the nicer part of the neighborhood because that was were the market was, it was the good stuff. Camie hummed as she walked along with a twine basket. She had her hair down and it blew lightly in the wind. She picked up some fresh break and some fruit going over to look at the vegetables. And if she had any money after that she would buy some meat as a special treat. Camie snacked on some berries hat she has just bought. It was a beautiful day.

As he drove past the streets, he thought he saw Camie. It was the same reddish hair that shone last night as it did this morning as it glinted. From everyone in the town, he doubted it but then he saw her thin figure and soft curls hanging just the right length, but he still doubted it, yet, Jett found himself slowing down and taking a peek out the window. He didn't know why, she was just a one stop in his journey to death, and yet he thought of her.

@ missysipi
Camie looked up hearing a familiar sound. She smiled softly at the expensive car that looked so much like Jettley's. She bit her lip and made her way over toward the street more as if to get a better look of who was inside dispite the semi shaded windows. Camie smiled as she walked toward the car stopping on the edge of the side walk wathing the car slow. Camie was wearing a soft pink shirt and a pair of pants that made her look like all legs. She had on someflat shoes nohing really fancy about it but she made it look stunning. Secretly she hoped that ir was him. He was such a mystery and he had pushed her away so fast it made her wonder what he was hiding.

But when Camie turned around, he knew it was her. He thought about stopping but he didn't know the point, what was she doing in this part of town? Then Jett made a mistake, he rolled the window down and squinted against the light. Her green gaze met his, and he had zero idea what he was doing. He just sat and stared. "Camie." he called out. Jett was good with names and faces.

@ missysipi
Camie smiled lighting up. She was right. She walked over and leaned in the window. "Hi Jettley. I thought this was you." Camie looked him over her eyes running over every part of him and she bit her lip unknowingly. "You look like you are headed to work... do you ever get a day off?" She asked. Camie was so happy to see him and she didn't u derstand why expecially after what he had said last time. But then a part of her wondered if he just wanted to be sure she was safe but that really couldn't be it, why whould he even care about her? She was a no one but yet she felt a twinge of joy knowing that he remembered her name. "It's a beautiful day... maybe you should play hookie Mr. Rich man." She played and poped a berry into her mouth. Camie looked over his beautiful face momentarily distracted with his lips before falling into his glorious blue eyes. She tried to figure out what he was thinking. It looked like confusion, surprise and may e a little humor. Camie tilted her head to one side bitting the corner of her lip. She wouldn't mind getting to know him better and if he played hookie with her she would be estatic and amazed. She didn't have him figired out yet but she hoped to.