time heals all wounds - jessie

[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

how was one to describe being on stage? there was no such feeling as to stand on stage rocking out to songs he helped write on an instrument he loved to death, there was really nothing more glorious than that. how could there be. he was on stage, pulling his favorite moves, watching the crowd go wild and playing sweet old Andy. that was his bass, he named all his basses, it stopped him from going insane when he was alone but he wasn't alone anymore. he was far from that, he was on stage with his band playing a song he knew by heart. he'd seen this girl grow up from the very start, becoming the brightest witch he'd ever seen, and into his beautiful woman he needed to kiss, hold, woo. everything the whole shi bang. that was how this love story began. it was just after new years in his sixth year, ryder just having lost his virginity, totally freaked him out by the way, was trying to find peace in himself and then she had walked in the every house common room and just the way she talked, walked, stood was enough to make him want to take her out on a date and that was just what he had asked her. once then, to which she'd rejected him. but ryder was persistent, until he got hexed, jinxed or sent to the hospital wing ryder was not about to give up in any circumstance. he asked her again in march, then once again before they left school. when they came back to school it was harder to find her seeing as the students just kept piling on and on and on. but he'd managed to find her and asked her out again in october bringing up the count to four times. then ryder almost lost hope... almost. he asked her out again about a month ago and gave her a long speech about how it wasn't fair to reject him so many times if she wouldn't at least accept one date and if on said date she didn't want to go on another one then ryder would more than likely step back and not ever ask her out again. it was a risk, yes, but it was a risk he was willing to take. he made sure to woo her completely on that first date, make her feel exactly how he wanted her to feel every time they would be together and soon enough they were dating. for a month, an entire month. sure it wasn't as long as one would hope but it was still a month and there had never been a moment when he wasn't as happy as ever.

he was at that moment on stage, closing his eyes feeling the effect of the crowd, the music, his andy. every time this song playing he remembered that relationship with that one girl, he had chased forever only to get three months before he broke it off. it was strange more than anything, he had chased her but then realized that he wasn't actually liking her at all. chasing someone that he thought he could love turned out in nothing. playing at nitro was the biggest thing they had ever done and it was amazing playing in this crowd, not to mention how amazing it was. ryder couldn't wipe the smile off his face, it was really difficult not to smile. suddenly though before ryder could even register, he had finished playing the song, it was over. the crowd started to scream so loud ryder was almost sure that he would lose his hearing. he yelled a "rock on," into the mike and took off his bass going down the stairs. ryder ran a hand through his hair to try and shake off some of the sweat off of his face so he wouldn't disgust any who wanted to approach him. the first thing he did after he got off stage was quickly congratulate his band mates for a great set and put away andy in her storage, the second? was get himself a glass of water before he passed out. he breathed softly trying to calm his heart beat. he luckily hadn't sweated that much which meant a change of shirt was almost unnecessary in a way. he swallowed most the water the bartender gave him. he was passed his second cup when he noticed her walked in. he was definitely curious by her, he wouldn't say attracted to her just blandly curious that was for certain. Ryder sighed and looked back at the bartender and ordered a beer, merlin knew he was going to need it.

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[jessamine s. potter]

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She smiled a little as the group in front of her hurried off the stage, finding places at the bar. She’d been so lost in their song that she hadn’t even had the chance to worry about how she’d do. She was only doing one song, which around here was enough to get you noticed anyway. She’d performed before, but not somewhere this crowded, however, she’d gotten good enough reactions to be able to progress a bit and not had a chance to play for a bigger and more important audience. Her drummer and bass player both nudged her forward at the same time and she stumbled into the bottom stair before clutching her guitar tight against her torso and hurried up onto the stage, fixing her all purpose smile on her face and giving a wave to the crowd. They received her well, but that might just have been because they were in a good mood from the set they’d just heard. It had been fantastic, after all, and she didn’t know if she could follow it, but hopefully it would be hard to compare, because she wasn’t going to be quite so up tempo. ”Hi, I’m Jessie, and if you all don’t mind…I’m going to slow it down a bit.”

[/color] she spoke into the mic, smile never leaving her face. The crowd seemed to be alright with the concept of slowing it down, so she turned and pulled a stool up towards the mic, sliding onto it and adjusting her hands on her acoustic. She’d written this song with a keyboard part, but tonight they’d be playing without it.

The bright lights shined in her eyes and her face felt hot, but as her fingers found the proper frets and she strummed the opening chords, her entire body relaxed, aware of the hush that fell over the crowd, but only enough so to allow her to be in the moment of anticipation, and frozen suspension of adrenaline between the first chord and the whole rest of the song, and then it broke and she was playing. There was nothing more true than when Jessie played her music. She was always so happy, so optimistic and so kind…that most of the time, no one could even warrant a guess that her potentially depressing songs were the truth about how she felt. The words simply flowed from her mouth, without Jessie even having to spare a thought to remembering the song, not the words or the chords, the finger positions or the emotion behind it all. She was suddenly raw, letting all of these people see exactly who she really was, if only they knew. She looked out over the crowd, that seemed to be reacting very well, they swayed back and forth, some with their eyes closed a few nodding, one or two of her friends that knew her music singing the words along with her. She let the smallest of smiles return to her face in contrast to the tear that found its way out of her eye as the music rose to a climax ”it’s amazing what you can hide, just by putting on a smile”[/color] she sang, her voiced hushed as it fell into the familiar run at the end of the line. She left the tear be as she finished the song before strumming the last chord and reaching up to wipe it away, the layer of optimism returning to her face as soon as the music was done resonating through the room.

She smiled and waved a little as the audience cheered for her, clapped and yelled her name. She’d never been granted the opportunity to play for such an enthusiastic crowd. She gestured to her bass player and drummer, giving credit where it was due before offering a little bow and speaking quietly into the mic ”thank you so much.” she murmured, the smile still pasted where she wanted it. The lights dimmed a bit and she found her way to the stairs off the stage, walking behind it to stash her acoustic back in its case and leaving it there as she stood to high five her drummer as he passed awesome job jess. she flashed him an even bigger smile and returned the compliment before stepping back out from behind the stage as yet another artist took the crowd’s attention, leaving her to push her way to the bar and order a drink, tossing her dark hair out of her eyes as she did so.

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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

ryder turned in his seat to face the stage he had been a few minutes before. he saw the brunette take the stage and for a second ryder's heart stopped. the girl was beautiful beyond compare. he had never seen anyone prettier than her, not even the girl that had taken his thoughts on stage from his sixth year at Hogwarts. she was absolutely gorgeous just mind blowing. she told the crowd she was slowing it down and ryder prepared himself. this was going be on of those songs about getting her heart broken by those asshole who cheated on her, or did that or this or blah blah blah. ryder turned back around in his seat and face the bar to grab his beer and take a sip. he heard her sing. and turned in his seat for the third time. he put some money down. he was instantly curious by her. she had to know that she was beautiful because she was. she was perfect that was nothing wrong with her. and then ryder heard it. putting on a smile he smirked. he hated lines like that it gave people the sense that you could hide behind a smile but you never really could. at least not from your true selves. ryder was really good at telling if you were really happy or faking happy. it was one of his gifts like finding things.

ryder finished the beer in his hand and found and trash to throw it in just as the song came to a beautiful and perfect finish. the crowd came to a perfect finish and ryder made his way back to the bar for a second beer. the crowd got louder and he heard her speak into the mic, she was adorable, she had a powerful singing voice. she could go far with it. he smiled to himself. took at him almost analyzing her like a producer trying to find his next puppet. the thought almost made him laugh. he sighed a little and looked to left only to locked eyes with the raven beauty who was just perfuming a few seconds before. "you did incredible you should be very proud of yourself,"

[/color] said ryder smiling at her. he stuck out his hand smiling, like smiley ryder would be doing anything else. "i'm ryder by the way. you're jaime right?" he hoped that was her name. he hadn't really been paying attention until after he heard her sing that amazing song she sang. "i'm sorry if i got it wrong i just really wanted to tell how amazing you were on that song. and maybe you wanted to dance?"[/color] after all, ryder thought, he was young, and she looked about twenty she was hot, how much trouble could one dance bring him?[/div]

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[jessamine s. potter]

don't wanna be afraid, i wanna wake up

feeling beautiful today and i know that

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It had taken her a lot of time to be able to get up on a stage and sing like that. She wasn’t exactly the person you’d expect stage fright from, but she’d had a lot of trouble being up there with all those people staring at her. Eventually she’d found a way to ignore them, and that was in the music itself more than anything else. If she focused on that, and not the people around her...she was in her own world...she could sing anywhere and everywhere, and when she realized that, he songs started to become more real. Sure, some of them were other people’s stories, or romances gone sour that she’d simply invented for song lyrics...but the feelings were hers. She got more from her songs out of the actual music than just the lyrics. Plain instrumental could never go wrong in her mind. that’s where the true emotion was anyway. it had gotten a lot easier after that, tuning the audience out, not even noticing that they were there. Like she was talking into an empty room, then they all simply showed up to clap at the end, making the hassle of building up the courage to get on stage entirely worth it. There was nothing she loved more than getting a warm reception from a crowd. Especially people that talked to her face to face after a performance, she loved to hear what they had to say, whether good or bad. One of her strengths as a musician was the ability to take criticism rather well.

She leaned gently on the bar, picking up her drink where the bartender had placed it and taking a sip before the condensation even had a chance to overtake the outside of the cool glass. A voice from beside her brought her out of her thoughts and she turned to see where it had come from. It was the guy from the group before her, and he was complimenting her on her music. A small pleased blush crossed her face. He was wonderful, truly artistic, based on what she’d seen of him on stage, so a compliment from someone like him was very impressive. ”thank you. you were wonderful too.”

[/color] she replied with a smile. She took a minute to look into his face...he was a little bit familiar....as if he was a passing face she’d seen more than once. He probably went to the university. It would only make sense. He was attractive, she couldn’t help but add in her mind, so he would probably have caught her eye in the past, even if only for a moment. She shook his hand and laughed a little, not at all upset that he’d gotten her name right. He was close, and apologized for getting it wrong without even knowing. ”It’s jessie, but thank you. and pleased to meet you, ryder.”[/color] she said, her brown eyes wide and clear, as though hiding absolutely nothing. She glanced behind her as another act started playing, they’d apparently taken the stage while she wasn’t paying attention. She turned back to him, nodding. ”sure, i’d love to dance.”[/color] she replied, taking another sip of her drink before sliding off of her barstool.

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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

the whole band thing hadn't been this idea. not at all. actually he had seen a paper on the floor of a band that need a bassist and bam that's how it had all began. he had join the band and they started playing and gigs. and they started getting some recognition. what really interested ryder however was the girl next to him who was too pretty for words. she was too pretty to be called pretty and she was more beautiful than beautiful. it was strange ryder had never felt this strongly this way before about anyone before in his entire life and pax was right there to prove him but he was probably trying to pry the girl off by not showering for a week or something silly like that. ryder was always coming up with things to get girls off of him. did they not get the 'i'm gay' sign pretty much imprinted into his forehead? which gave ryder another idea. but more likely in a t shirt of some sort or the other. maybe he would have to see with pax.

hearing a compliment from her was like hearing a compliment from a god. it felt wonderful. ryder smiled brightly. he just felt so happy when he was with her. why was that. jessie. that was her name, such a beautiful name. jamie didn't seem to suit her at all why in the world had he thought up of that horrible name? jamie he didn't even want to think about it again. "great" he said taking her hand and leading her to the dancing floor because there was nothing wrong with grabbing the hand of a stranger. once on the dance floor ryder started to dance the silliest moves the could muster. he knew for a fact that you could learn a lot from a person's laugh. it was one of the only things that stayed pure. if you were pushing something deep inside your soul it would show in your laugh but sometimes you had to learn how to distinguish the laughs and ryder knew how. and just has he was about to pull the final silly move. the band slowed it down. ryder bowed and stuck out his hand for the second time. pax would kill him if he wasn't a gentleman he knew that for an almost fact. "may i have this dance?"

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[jessamine s. potter]

don't wanna be afraid, i wanna wake up

feeling beautiful today and i know that

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She’d been playing and singing since she could remember. Her sister was into music too, and it was probably because of how much their mother used to sing to them then they were younger. Picking up a guitar had been the most natural thing in the world for her. She’d mastered it amazingly quickly and had clung to it ever since. Her sister however, despised the guitar, Jessie figured it was because she didn’t play very well. Adele was good at piano though, and Jessie was lucky if she could plunk something out without messing up. She was far from being able to play the instrument with grace or poise, but that was how her sister was, graceful and poised, at least...that was how Jessie saw her. Much more put together than Jessie herself. She was a little sloppier, her room was a mess, she wore eclectic clothing, feathers in her hair, trainers with her dresses, things like that.

The way that he looked at her made her feel like he could see her soul, and she was strangely comfortable with that. Typically that kind of feeling would terrify her, because her worst fear was someone finding out how different she was than they way she acted to the world. Of course, she wasn’t entirely depressed, there were still moments when she could just be happy for real, and forget about everything. He made her feel like that a little bit too, because he seemed so impressed with her, and it made her a little bit nervous, but made her stomach flutter at the same time. She smiled a little, a real smile, as he took her hand and pulled her towards the middle of the room. His hand was warm. Of course, she had the type of hands that were always cold..and everyone else’s always felt warm. She’d never stopped to appreciate it, but this was something she definitely liked. She couldn’t help laughing out loud and he danced around crazily. A bit of a fake laugh at first, more her mind knowing she should be laughing, so she forced one out, but then she began to silly dance with him, and her laugh turned real. Here she was, a girl who was usually so depressed, having an actual laugh with a total stranger, and she liked it. As the band on stage slowed it down again she looked at him a little bashfully before offering him a smile with a teasing curtsey, "you may.”

[/color] She took his hand and moved a little closer, she hadn’t slow danced with anyone in ages, so she didn’t exactly know what came next.

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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

ryder grabbed her wrist softly on subconsciously feeling around for any scars and placing them behind his neck. he let his hands run down her arm down to her waist, her perfect tiny waist, until pax's voice about being a gentleman rang in his head but ryder told it to shut it, he wanted to get closer. he slid his hands to her back while staring into her eyes when it hit him like a ton of bricks. "you're not happy,"

[/color] he whispered only loud for her to hear. he knew he as blowing any chance he had with her but he actually believe that she had convinced herself she was truly really happy. he narrowed his eyes slightly. "you're like hiding behind clouds not revealing your true self, your not really happy at least not at all like i am. it's a facade for other people not even yourself?"[/color] ryder wasn't sure who he was talking to jessie or himself but he didn't care the words were piling out of him like a million bullets. he searched her eyes again this time more securely "just cause some tragic happens doesn't mean you need to bottle it up... i think," he looked down for a second holding his arms in place.

he didn't want to scare her off but her laugh was out of place. at first so fake but then so real. she was hiding but wanted to show herself. and then her eyes showed that she was under wraps. that she was keeping something emotions under the face. put which ones? ”it’s amazing what you can hide, just by putting on a smile” a ding ding ding noise when up in his head and he looked at her his eyes wide. "who died?"[/color] he asked, his voice so cold, so simple. he just knew something extremely tragic had happened in her life and that was most tragic thing that he could come up with. she was hiding it with a smile. that had to be it right? or was ryder just over analyzing things? was he being stupid? pax was going to hang / kill / have him murdered very slowly for speaking to a lady like this but he would worry about that later, or hide from the bartender really was more like it. "nothing good ever comes from hiding your emotions, jessie, you should know that,"[/color][/div]

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Her skin tingled as his thumbs ran over the smooth unmarked skin of her wrists. She laced her fingers together, letting her arms rest against the back of his neck as she stepped even closer to him, a warm feeling bubbling up inside of her as they sways with the soft music. His hands left chill bumps in their wake as they moved down to her waist, making the fabric of her dress ripple, mimicking the ripple of excitement she felt at being close to him like this. His words brought a puzzled look to her face and she opened her mouth to say something, but stopped as he begun to speak again. Her eyes widened as he proceeded to explain exactly that was going on inside her head, something she’d been doing for so long that she didn’t even notice that she was doing it anymore. She stopped cold as he said something about not bottling her feelings up inside. Who was this? why would he say something like this to her? They didn’t even know each other, she couldn’t help feeling that he was entirely out of line, even if she only felt that way because she’d been found out.

Jessie did everything that she could to keep people from seeing how entirely unhappy she was, and she did a good job of it. What right did he have to ask her to dance, then unravel her with a few simple sentences. She didn’t want to stand for this. She didn’t have to, more importantly. who died? that was really all it took. Katherine’s death was of course, one of the main reasons for her torment, not all of it, of course, but a huge part of it. Her eyes started to water and this time, she couldn’t stop them. Tears clouded her vision and she shoved his chest, pushing away from him. Her hands went to her eyes, wiping tears that threatened to fall. She wouldn’t cry in public, it wasn’t something she’d allow herself to do. She shook her head at his words, looking at him angrily ”Who the hell are you to talk to me like that?”

[/color] she bit at him, allowing bits of her inner anger to come out in her words, ”You don’t know me. Don’t act like you do.”[/color] She added, before turning and walking quickly towards the women's lavatory.

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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

he felt so close to her. his hands so tightly around her waist that he as was scared to hurt her but he didn't want to let go because she really needed to see what she was doing to herself. he hadn't even seen it. why did these things follow him? he finally thought that he had found someone that was semi normal but here he was not only three seconds after meeting her and already telling her that she as conducting her life all wrong. what was wrong with him? so much but her eyes said that she was screaming for help and that no one was giving her any. why would no one give her any help seriously? she was bottling up things that no one should bottle up. she was bottle up feelings that should be free, feelings that time would eventually let run their course. that what was supposed to happen. that was how it was supposed to be. she wasn't supposed to be suffering the way that ryder thought she was. she looked like she was in so much pain, and oddly he wanted to make sure that she was in none. he felt strongly for the girl he'd just met.

his arms went soft when he saw the tears start to pile in his eyes. he had gone right there and done it. he'd made her cry. he was such a bad person. he should be hung or killed or something because seriously. "don't cry please,"

[/color] he whispered more to himself than to her, he highly doubted she heard him and her next words assured him that she hadn't. "i'm someone you may not know but someone who is showing more care for you than you are showing for yourself,"[/color] responded ryder his tone getting angrier. he wasn't an angry person but this girl was harder for him to figure out than most. she just wasn't paper and pen. ryder quickly followed her and blocked her way. "I never acted like i knew you but by your reaction and your tears clearly someone died.... who was it?"[/color] he tried to think back to the uni and made a list of all the people who had died recently. "was it your boyfriend? brother? i heard a rumor about a carrow girl dying in a crash? in that it? did something tragic happen in your life? talk to me? because clearly to can't even talk to yourself!"[/color] pax was going to kill him, he could see him future now.

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[jessamine s. potter]

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She hadn’t expected this at all, for the evening to turn sour in such a quick and frustrating way. This wasn’t the time or place for a breakdown. Of course....mostly no where was the place for Jessie to break down. She had fully scheduled breakdown times, and they were all when she was alone, and in the forest by herself or something. Which tended to happen a lot more than it used to. She didn’t bottle things up...very much. At least, that was what she told herself. If you ignore the pain, it goes away. That was the way it had been, ever since Katherine had died....ever since she’d been bitten. She’d had the wounds from her attack cleaned at St. Mungos, and then she’d ignored the pain, and carried on with her life. Similarly, she’d given herself days to clean herself of the wound that Katherine had left, and then she ignored the pain, because it just seemed to work out so well for her. OF course...she didn’t seem to realize that sometimes you have to change the bandages....and if they stay on too long, they can rip the wound right back open, but she refused to acknowledge that.

She ignored his words to her back, choosing not to respond to him. She didn’t even know his last name. She tried to calm herself down by joking that their relationship was moving far too fast. It was funny....because that was kinda true. He’d just met her...and she never thought she’d wish a guy cared a little less about her. She stopped short as he was suddenly in front of her again. ”Yeah, you kinda did, and I don’t appreciate it. Leave me alone.” She replied roughly, holding in her tears, she wasn’t going to cry in front of him, because she was stronger than that. She pushed past him again, heading another direction this time, but his words made her freeze. a carrow girl dying in a crash. She winced slightly as he spoke about it so causally. She was one of my best friends, you bastard. she wanted to scream at him. How dare he show so much disrespect for Katherine’s memory? ”Don’t talk about Katherine like that.”

[/color] she managed softly, turning again to walk away.

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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

ryder didn't actually like to hurt people. it wasn't in his nature. he was a hufflepuff. it was simple. he did simple things. led a simple life. he was happy, outgoing, on an occasion brilliant, and a particularly good finder, on a good day really, and this wasn't supposed to happen to him. he wasn't supposed to be this confused about a girl at all. of in general. but somehow since the moment he met her he knew that jessie was different. jessie was better than anything, she was talent first of all but she was secretive, her eyes held that sort of stance about themselves. it was weird. he could tell that they were hiding something just like he could tell when harley was hiding something from him. it was almost like a cloud went over your eyes screaming that there was a secret that needed to be told but wasn't being shared, that it was a big one, one that was stopping her from living her life the way that she wanted to live it. what was he doing, he shouldn't even try and follow her. there was no use. but he couldn't help and stop his feet. they moved for him. in rhythm too.

he needed to make up to her, but needed to find out what was wrong first, why she was hiding, why she was behind it all. there had to be a reason. no one just hid like that from the world for fun right? no that couldn't be it at all. her words stung him and he flinched a little. they were hurt full. as much as he didn't want to admit it, because he'd just met her, they hurt him more than they should. they really stung. leave me alone ugh such ugly words. "just tell me what's wrong,"

[/color] but ryder knew he had already strung a cord and a hard one at that. katherine? had that been her name? ryder searched his brain. he wasn't even sure. he grabbed wrist softly, making sure it was softly, to stop her. "i'm sorry i didn't mean to disrespect her memory. i didn't know her but that's doesn't mean you have to hide behind your smile,"[/color] he said quoting her song right back to her, if she thought that he was kidding when he said he was listening he wasn't. he listened to ever word. especially those.[/div]

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[jessamine s. potter]

don't wanna be afraid, i wanna wake up

feeling beautiful today and i know that

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Part of Jessie was telling her that maybe this was a good thing. The reason she’d never talked about Katherine…and the reason no one knew about her…condition… It was because she’d never actually had anyone ask. Sure, there were people that asked if she was okay, if she needed anything, and there were plenty of people that she could talk to if she seeked them out to do so…but that was far too difficult for her, especially now. She was a Gryffindor, and she was brave, she could go into this headstrong and handle things, but then again…she was proud, and she’d never in a million years ask for help, even if she needed it more than anything in the world. That was the part of her that said this was very bad. A very bad situation indeed, because she could handle this all by herself. She didn’t need someone to listen, she didn’t need a support post and most definitely she didn’t need a crying shoulder, but there was the brief thought that maybe that was what he was offering her…and a very tiny part of her wanted to take him up on it.

She shook her head stubbornly. She didn’t need to share her problems with him. He was a total stranger, even if he did have an uncanny ability to read her like a book. She’d never come across anyone that knew what she was thinking the way that he did. It made her wonder if perhaps he practiced legillimency and she never even noticed as he simply read her the way he would a book. In a world like theirs, anything like that could happen. She wanted to pull her wrist out of his grasp, but it was as if his touch simply melted the fight out of her. Mostly because he wasn’t being rough with her. He toughed her softly….like someone that actually cared. She nodded slightly, her eyes still brimming with tears as he apologized for the way he talked about Katherine, like she was just some rumor….like her life ending hadn’t effected people in the worst ways possible. She was going to leave. Going to walk away and leave him standing there….and then he said those words. He quoted her own song lyrics back at her…and it broke her flood gates. ”I miss her….”

[/color] she managed simply before the tears began to fall, hot and heavy down her face. She let herself cling to him, clutching his arm with her head falling to his shoulder, knowing that she’d hate herself for this later.


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[ryder j. norton]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

ryder knew that this was not a good thing. he was actually starting to like this girl but it wasn't looking too good for him. it looked like he was throwing everything away to just make her admit some feelings to herself. he shouldn't do that. he shouldn't pressure someone into doing someone that they didn't want to do but he couldn't help but do this for her. it was so much harder to stop when he had started to try and get her to admit that she had a problem in cover up her life. she couldn't just hide all her problem and expect people to not care. some people wouldn't but in this case ryder did care and he cared a lot. for some reason that he really couldn't explain. he just did. he wanted jessie to be happy and smile the way he did and laugh the way he did and feel happy the way he did but unless she was truly happy she wouldn't be able to do that... however ryder couldn't really understand why he felt so strongly for her.

when she shook her head so stubbornly at him ryder could honestly say that he was starting to lose his temper. and he didn't even had a temper. that was how much she got under his skin. however when he spoke to her it seemed that he finally got through to her. when he quoted her song right back to her, proving that he was listening, because he was. he didn't like the way that her eyes were watering. he didn't really know how to deal with crying girls. he stood frozen for a moment a little dumb fonded, this was exactly what he wanted. he wanted her to let out all her true feeling but oddly enough the way she clung to him, her head on his shoulder made him smile even though there was a crying girl on his shoulder. ryder swallowed a little and placed his arms on her back a little, licking his lips. "i know, it's okay... i - i'm here,"

[/color] it seemed like the weirdest thing to say to a crying girl but he'd seen it in one of those sappy movies when he had taken a girl on a date and he figured it applied to now. he honestly had no idea what do to, all he knew was that he wanted to make jessie express her feelings and make her feel better and he wanted to be the one to do it, was that such a crime? "i'm sorry i made you cry,"[/color] he whispered.
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tag jessie, jeans and a tee shirt, blah omg <33

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