"Long Awaited" Chapter 22: "The Chase, Part 1"

September 15th:

David's POV:

I did decide I wanted to chase after her, but how was I supposed to go about doing that? I can't just drop my career and run away to New York, search for her, find her, and live happily ever after. Life doesn't work like that. Dropping my career would have far too many consequences although I was willing to try anything to get her back. I really loved her. I can't believe I let her slip away. I am such a fool. Being the fool I was, I went to my father, who was busy listening to the recordings of the songs I did for the upcoming album nobody knew about yet.

In the studio...

I see my dad standing next to a few producers and executive managers, who were busy playing the music out loud to see what tracks worked with the single that was going to be released.

John: "This one doesn't really work with the single, but I like it. Maybe after we decide on some of the tracks, we'll come back to it. Or release it for something on iTunes."

Katherine: "You're right because his vocals are just glorious on this, but it doesn't fit. It will probably end up being on the Fan Pack 4 or something."

My father was listening more closely to the song, with headphones on and his eyes closed. He liked to do that when checking over the songs. He laughed when he saw me blushing from behind the door after Katherine's words.

Jeff: "Now don't be shy, come in, David."

Katherine: "Yeah, we don't bite!"

Me: "Umm...Dad, I need to ask you something, in private."

Katherine and John kind of got the picture and escorted themselves out of the room, with nothing more than a look at one another that asked "Woah, something's definitely up!"

Jeff: "Uhh..David, what's the problem, buddy?"

Me: "Dad, what would you say if I liked this girl and..."

He cut me off with a smile on his face, "I would be so happy for you! What's her name? What's she like?"

Me: "Dad, slow down, that's not what I was going to ask."

Jeff: "Oh, um, okay...what is it?"

Me: "I was saying, if I liked this girl, but we met a while back and I just realized I loved her, haven't talked to her in two years, and she lives in New York."

Jeff: "Uhh, wow, ummm...I don't know."

Those words were like venom, even though they were spoken with sympathy, I will never say the words "I don't know" without a sting on my tongue.

Me: "I was going to ask you...what would be the best way to go about reconnecting with her?"

Jeff: "Well call her, I guess."

Me: "No, like a very special way that she wouldn't expect."

We both sit in deep thought for about 3 minutes until Jeff bursts out with a way to surprise her. It was cute, it was sweet, it was funny, it was me.

Jeff: "How about...we go on tour near her area for this album's tour. We just unexpectedly schedule a show near her and send her tickets for free. But you perform a song from your next album that you wrote just for her? And make sure she knows that it was written for her."

Me: "DAD! THAT IS PERFECT! Where did you ever come up with that idea?!"

Jeff: "I don't know, Son. It just came to me. But right now, we have to bring John and Katherine back in and tell them about our idea."

Me: "I don't want them to know about Virginia!"

Jeff: "So that's her name? Well, we won't go into detail about her, but we will have to give them a reason to just randomly schedule a tour stop."

Me: "Okay," I say very excitedly. I couldn't believe it was finally working out for the good. I was finally sleeping. I was going to go on tour and tell Virginia I love her to the whole crowd, yet she will be the only one that will know it's her. It was a perfect idea. A perfect fix.

Jeff explains the idea to Katherine and John, I see them nod their heads "yes," and soon...Jeff gives me a thumbs up. This was going down.

* To Be Continued *

"Long Awaited" Chapter 21: "Rude Boy"

Virginia's POV:

I miss Utah. I miss James, Jessica, Cody, Veronica, Kevin, and Casey. But I especially miss David. But I at least heard from the other six, David hasn't spoken a word to me in two years. That was the frustrating thing. I thought he really liked me, but avoiding my calls and text messages doesn't seem like it. Maybe he didn't like me at all and he was just a really good actor. I loved him, but now I have someone else...William! He was a bad boy, usually not my type, but he had a soft side and I like that about him. Most of the friends didn't like him though, my dad HATED him and wanted me to break up with him, but I didn't want to. I remembered one day when my friend, Luke, said "Virginia, the only reason you like William is because things with David didn't work out! Anyone can tell the only thing he wants from you is to get in your pants! He's so not your type!" I just said he was jealous I didn't like him like that...but I knew that wasn't true...and what he spoke was. I knew William was just using me, but I wasn't going to let him touch me there. "He isn't getting this until he puts a ring on it," I always say. William was very persuasive.

September 14th, 8 o' clock pm:

William arrived to pick me up from my house for our date tonight. I got really excited and made sure I looked just fine for him. I knew how he loved me in make-up, so I put on some extra, although I hate make-up with a passion. He's changing me, I knew it. I said goodbye to my father and he said "Please tell me you're breaking up with him tonight?" and I just laughed and said "No." That laugh gave my father a sign that the real Virginia was down inside deep inside. I heard him honk the car horn and I skipped outside. I could hear my dad let out a sigh of anguish. I felt terrible to make him feel like that.

I hopped into the car and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. William said "So movies, what do you want to see?"

Me: "Umm...you know that new horror movie?"

William: "Yeah. Want to see that?"

Me: "Yeah, but I don't think that's appropriate for a date." I nervously smile a little.

William: "Nah, if you want to see it, we can." He looked at my chest.

Me: "Okay, thanks." I sit back and think to myself, "He isn't even going to talk me out of it, whatever then." I was getting a little frustrated with him by now. Could it be that my friends were right? He only wanted me for was sex? Ugh, I get really angry, so much to the point I turn toward the window wondering why I ever dated him in the first place. I always knew the answer subconsciously, but I never wanted to admit it. He didn't care.

In the movie theater:

It was just getting to the climax of the story and he has made several attempts at me. I just moved away and smiled so as to say "No way, boy." But even as each time I did it more forceful by pushing him away, he never seemed to get the picture. The ax-wielding murder was just going after his 5th victim when he looked over at me, staring at the screen, engulfed in the movie. He picked up his hand ever so slightly, and then threw his arm over to cup my left breast. Instinctively, my right hand flew over to his hand and immediately removed his hand from there.

Standing up, I called him out during the movie: "WILLIAM! HOW DARE YOU! YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THAT! YOU DON'T TOUCH ME LIKE THAT! IT'S OVER!" I grab my purse and my coat and run out of the movie theater, crying. I felt so violated. We were close to my house so I decided to walk back, by myself. Crying the whole way there, I flung the door open and entered the house in tears. My dad was sitting right on the couch as I entered.

Dad: "GIN! WHAT'S THE MATTER?!" He gets up and runs over to me to comfort me.

Me: "Dad! It was horrible! William touched me!"

Dad: "Where?"

Me: "Where do you think? Here!" I motion toward my chest.

Dad: "Where is this little bastard?!"

Me: "At the movies, he's probably there still, he doesn't care anyway."

Dad: "We are going to call the police."

Me: "Dad, now don't be so hasty. I can probably handle it...don't be so drastic."

Dad: "Drastic? He's lucky I'm just doing that!!"

Me: "Dad, if he tries anything else, call the police. Not right now."

Dad: "Fine, but it's only because you asked me to. If it was up to me, I would be on the phone already. Did you break up with him?"

Me: "Yes, and you can be assured one thing, I won't date for a while."

I was wrong.

* To Be Continued *