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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 8, 2005 14:39:45 GMT -8
Matt nodded at the two. He really didn't know what to say. They did what every teenager longed to do. Run and never look back. Just run. His wrists rested on the steering wheel. His hands were relaxed. "You guys know where you'll be in two weeks?" He didn't know why he was asking questions, it wasn't his business. He didn't know them. They were just linked by the deceased, but he really did wonder. Fail to plan, plan to fail. They taught you that back in your freshman year--health class. Everything has to do with choices. Make a bad one, pay the consequences.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 8, 2005 13:44:54 GMT -8
"Not going back? Sounds like a popular choice now-a-days." He smiled, looking at the both of them through the rearview mirror. The darkened lenses once again shaded his eyes. "How far do you two want to go?" He asked, intrigued to where they wanted to run. Most wanted as far away as they could. Get out so there is nothing more familiar. Nothing that holds the memories.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 6, 2005 18:40:45 GMT -8
A small smirk fell on Matt's lips. "Get in." Unlocking the doors, he slipped his sunglasses back on. Rolling up the window, he waited for them to slide inside. Goodbye would come again. In the next town. And he'd of saved them, again. But as many times as he was the hero, victory was never felt. Anyone would do it. It's only making the world a better place.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 6, 2005 16:12:00 GMT -8
Suprised wasn't the word for how he felt, but it was the only word he could think of. The knock shook him out of his thoughts, and he had to of jumped in his seat a little. Or maybe a lot. He lifted the sunglasses, revealing his once again cloud eyes. John was standing outside his window. Pressing the arrow on the door, he let the car pull down the window, tucking it away into saftey. "Did you forget something in the car?" He looked in the seat next to him, where John had been sitting. There was nothing. A small bit of confusion passed through his eyes. Maybe there was something more he wanted. Maybe when Matt knew that he didn't save him completely, this could be his chance.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 5, 2005 19:53:53 GMT -8
It was time to leave, there was no denying it now. The game was set. The match was won. It was time to relive the times that hurt you most, soak them in, and move on with your life. Start over so you can make a difference. Matt slipped the keys out, letting the silver reflect the sun. This is it. This is the time to finally put the past behind you. Walking away shows you have the strength to push on. The keys fell slowly into the ignition, but they weren't turned to get on the road. He stared at the horn blinking. Just do it. He twisted the silver, starting the car. The silence of the motor was deafening. Turning on the radio, he pressed play on the CD player. A Change Of Pace. Perfect for his rebirth.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 5, 2005 17:22:22 GMT -8
Matt closed the door, resting his hands on the wheel. Ten and two, just like they always taught you. Always keep both hands on the wheel. Always look straight ahead. Maybe drivers education gave him a small portion on how to live life. The boy wasn't ready to say good-bye, but he had no reason to stay. He was expected somewhere, but maybe, just maybe, Carolyn and John weren't saved yet. Where were they headed after this? Did they have money? Would they survive? It's none of your business, Matt. Don't pry. His fingertips met the palm of his hand as his grip tightened. It's time to say farewell. It's time to move on.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 5, 2005 9:57:20 GMT -8
"I will." A smile again formed on his lips, but this time, it expressed that he knew what it felt like to face the music. To watch the parents of friends fall apart. To want to fall apart yourself, but don't have the strength. He blinked. The clouds disappeared again, spreading his remorse to Carolyn. Slipping on a pair of sunglasses, he hid his shame. "Don't let that place swallow you whole. If you need to get out of it," he paused taking out his keys, "run to where you know it's safe." He winked behind the shades as he slipped in the car. "Guess this would be our last goodbye."
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 4, 2005 20:49:35 GMT -8
"A lot of people couldn't do it. I'm family and I haven't been there in two years." A small smile fell on his lips as she hugged him. "If you ever need a place to crash, they'll have open arms." He was in a way hinting if they didn't want to go home. If the wanted reconsiliation. The Adam's was the place to go. Cameron still lived there. Cameron will always live there. That's where everyone went to say their good bye's and start over. "You guys better check on Craig." Shrugging softly, his hands fell into his pockets. This was their good bye. This was their ending.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 4, 2005 13:37:15 GMT -8
"Maybe." Matt said shrugging. He really didn't know--didn't think so. That chance would be one in a million. But then again, the odds were always good on his part. "I'll be at Cam's house for awhile. Don't know how long." He looked at the ground. He felt different without the necklace. He felt in one piece. Maybe it was that the necklace held his past--his memories. Burdens were lifted off his shoulders, passed on to be remembered by another. He was giving himself and Cameron to Carolyn. "Maybe you could stop by sometime." He shrugged, knowing she wouldn't. "He's got great folks." He was running out of words. He didn't know what to say at the moment. A part of him didn't want to go. He was brought to these people by Cameron. "Coincidence" wasn't the right word, but it was what he was thinking. It wasn't by accident that Carolyn knew Cameron. That she was close to him. That she actually knew who he was. Cameron played a part in the events that happened on this day. He was there through everything. He was sitting on the hood of Matt's SUV, watching them in aw. Or at least this is what Matt believed. But by now, Matt believed almost anything.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 3, 2005 19:07:39 GMT -8
"That's why I want you to have it. I know what it meant to him, and I can tell what he means to you. I've got stuff of Cameron's. I've got his first pair of drumsticks, the first song he wrote. I got video's, pictures. I've got his blood in mine. I have a bed waiting for me at his house." Matt shook his head softly. "If anyone deserves a piece of Cameron, a piece like this, it's you." He blinked, letting the ocean shine through his eyes. For once, from all the time he left home, they were clear. They could be read. Hopeless. Lost. Confused. It's the typical teenage tragedy written through his eyes. Suicide layed their once. Cutting, it subsided behind them. He blinked again, putting the barrier back up. "Please, Carolyn. Take it. Maybe it will bring you hope or closure, or maybe it will just be that one thing that helps you hold on through everything. I know it was for me, but you two, you and John, you've made me realize that it's not the necklace that is making me want to make a difference--save the world. I just need it. That's my closure, and the both of you were the first too people to begin the ending." Matt shook his head again, maybe he wasn't making sense. "I lost Cameron and Jake. I rescued you and John. I lost my parents along time ago, and I'm going to restore the bond I've had with Cam's folks. It's just a cycle." A smile grew on his thin lips. "I guess it's just time for rebirth."
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Post by behindTHEmask on Feb 1, 2005 13:42:25 GMT -8
He dropped his hands, looking down at the drumsticks hanging around his neck. He didn't deserve these. He got enough out of Cameron. Cameron was forever installed inside him. There'd be more things he could have. He was family. He had his blood. Sliding out of the car, he shut his door. His eyes were focused on Carolyn and John. A smile walked across his lips as his feet carried him to them. "I thought I'd say good-bye," he said with a slight shrug. Reaching his hands behind his neck, he took off the necklace. "Plus I think you two deserve this." Dangling from his fingers were the golden sticks. "I bet Cam would of liked one of you to wear it. I just got lucky with it, but I think one of you would appreciate it more." Matt smiled, looking at the ground. "I mean, he's my family. I'm going up to his place anyways. So, take it." Rambler. It ran in his genes.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Jan 31, 2005 14:08:57 GMT -8
Resting his hands on the steerwheel, he stared ahead. His breathing slowly decresed as a small motion picture played through his head. "Forever doesn't really last." "Yeah, I know. But we will last forever. Me and you, against the world, in a car." "Don't forget about the hot chicks." "Yeah, them too." "Just don't keep your hopes up." Jake was right about forever. It never lasts. Sighing, he licked his upper lip. He should probably get that checked out, it may just be a tick. He didn't notice the rest of Carolyn's and John's scene, but that was probably for the better. Sometimes the moments get carried away.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Jan 30, 2005 18:42:24 GMT -8
Leaning against the side of his SUV, he smiled as he saw the two together. Maybe this was how you start to save the world. You take two people--two complete strangers, and you take them away from death, and to somewhere they can rebuild. You help them realize they need each other, even if they won't admit it. Or maybe Matt was just crazy. Maybe he just needed to wipe off that smile. Maybe it was just time to go. Yes, he told Carolyn he'd stay for awhile, but it didn't look as though he was needed here. The two of them could take care of eachother. Turning off the side of the SUV, he opened the door. Maybe it was time to move on again.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Jan 30, 2005 16:08:04 GMT -8
The phone rang again, as he began to walk out of the emergency room doors. Adams was displayed across the screen again. "Hello?" He flipped the phone open, setting the phone against his ear. "Long time no talk." A womens voice cause Matt to smile as he stepped out into the sun. His vehicle was still parked near the ER, but he wasn't sure if he'd be leaving soon. "I know. I should've kept in touch. I'm--" "Stop dwelling. How have you been?" "Stressed, actually. The past few years have taken their toll." Matt let out a sigh of exhaustion. "And what about today?" The women asked. He could hear something being chopped in the bathroom. It must have been around dinner time--or lunch. "Today, today has been interesting." He smiled slightly. "I take it you got my message." "More or less." "Yeah, they got in an accident. I drove 'em to the hospital to see their friend." "Are they all right?" "I don't think so." She said nothing. "They're both emotionally on edge, I think." "You said you were stopping by?" She decided to switch the subject. "Only if you don't mind." He didn't want to intrude on anything. "You're always welcome." He heard the door open in the background. "Then I am, I just don't know when." "Call when you get close, I better go finish dinner. Take care of yourself." "You too." Matt closed the phone, slipping it back into his pocket. His eyes were focused on Carolyn and John.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Jan 29, 2005 20:38:11 GMT -8
"John, she wouldn't of put up a fight. Look, you two are the only ones left. Your friend Craig is in there fighting for his life. All she's got is you. It's obvious both of you are on edge, you just express it in different ways." He reached into his pocket, his phone was ringing. Adams. He'd let his machine get it. "You both don't know where you are headed. She's leaving you out of spite. She cares, John. She cares." He looked down at his feet, Maybe he was wrong, He didn't exactly know John or Carolyn, but he knew people live with regrets. He didn't want to see either of them die in them.
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