Forgive Me- Part 1

Amelia's POV

It's been three days since I've seen Jaime and Tony and I'm not going to lie... I miss them and that scares me. I don't miss people, that's not my thing. My dad had to go overseas for a year and the entire time I was just like eh. It's the same with Isaac. It's been almost three weeks since I've seen him and I feel nothing. Why are these guys different?

I received a text from Tony yesterday arvo saying that they were leaving Canberra for Sydney tonight and my heart ached at the thought of them leaving. Even though it's my fault I haven't seen them, I'm angry that they're just leaving without saying good bye. I'm just selfish I guess...

I hear a knock at the door and my heart leaps. Is it them? Did they decide to drop by? I jump and swing open the door to see Becca standing there and my heart once again dropped.

"Well it's nice to see you too..." She mumbled obviously having seen my disappointment.

"Sorry, it is good to see you!" I smile and pull her in for a hug before we retreat back to the lounge room.

"So who were you expecting?"

"Oh no one..."

"Well would this 'no one' be the same reason you're avoiding Isaac?"

"What?"

"He called, apparently you were hanging out with some guy and he snapped and you haven't spoken to him since." I stayed silent. "So tell me, who is this guy who managed to willingly get you to leave your house?"

I looked at her for a minute before telling her almost everything, excluding my feelings and the sex part- I don't need any of that getting back to Isaac- and she just sat there the entire time listening carefully.

"So where is he now?" She asked when I had finished.

"Up in Sydney, then Brizzie, then I think Darwin, Perth and Adelaide."

"Shit, they travel enough"

"You have no idea"

"I want to meet these blokes. I've never seen you so outgoing, talkative or longing to be in someone's presence."

"Yea that's not gonna happen. I'm not seeing them again"

"Didn't you say they were coming back through here though?"

"Yea but I don't want to see them."

"Why not?"

"Because then I will have to say goodbye and I hate goodbyes" she nodded in understanding before changing the subject.

"So when are you headed back to work?"

"Well John gave me three weeks off so next Monday" I groaned at the thought. I hated working, it's not like I have to pay rent or anything; my parents bought this apartment years ago. I just need to pay for food and bills.

"You're so lucky! I would be fired if I even asked for a week of to go to a funeral and he lets you have three because you feel like it?"

"Well he isn't short on staff and he says I'm a good worker so he doesn't want to lose me"

"It's because you're such a nerd when it comes to books; I swear you're never reading. Therefore anyone who owns a book store would kill to have you working for them" I shrugged.

"Okay, well I've got to go. I just dropped by to make sure you're okay. Calm Isaac for me okay? I'm sick of him hassling me about you"

I laugh and agree before walking her to the door. It's a relief when she's gone. I love her dearly but having people around is so draining! I need to unwind.

I look around my apartment and see my piano in the corner of the room and remember what Jaime said about me starting to play again. I smile at the memory and go and sit on the stool and run my hands over the keys. I press down lightly on them and hear the sweet sound of the cords being hit and sigh. I missed this. I sit straight and crack my fingers before lowering them and begin to set them into rhythm. The movements flow easily after a minute when my muscles remember the familiar movement. The music began to take shape and the familiar tune of butterfly waltz echoed throughout my apartment.

I don't know how long I sat at the piano for, just playing any and all of the songs that I could recall and it felt right. Jaime was right. I shouldn't have stopped playing, this makes me happy, and why did I ever stop?

As I thought of Jaime, without realising I remembered back to when he played 'Hold on Till May' for me on his first day here. I smiled at the memory and listened carefully to the sounds of the guitar it contained. Soon my fingers were moving again. This time, matching and flowing with the sounds of the guitar in my memory. As 'Hold on Till May' played both in front of me and in my mind I smiled. I really owe Jaime a lot.

Notes

So three chapters in 24 hours... You had all better love me hahaha

any who, this is Butterfly Waltz which i mentioned her playing on piano. I love this song, and like Amelia in the story learnt to play it by ear however i am not as good as Amelia is soo.... haha yea well i hope you enjoy! xx