CHAPTER 18

When Things Get A Little Too Cliche
Amber got a surprise when Jason messaged her, telling her that he would be back for two days to take a break from shooting and Amber highly doubted that million dollar movie would want to take two days break so she suspected Jason had pulled a few strings.

But why?

What was so important that he could not tell over the phone, that he had to fly over a few states just to see her about.

Amber's suspicions grew even more when she received another cell phone message from Jason telling her to not go to the airport to pick him up. And then he sent another saying "Wait for me outside your cafe after closing time."

So she was waiting out on the pavement, looking around with the help of the street lamps. Inside, a single light was switched on and Karyn could be seen washing dishes. She had told Amber that she felt like doing dishes that night but Amber knew perfectly well that Karyn just wanted to see what Jason was going to pop up with.



The night was rather silent except for the occasional dog's bark and the faint sound of some one's television set. A murmur of a car engine made Amber look eagerly down the road and what she saw were two headlights growing bigger and bigger and finally a familiar grey car stalled in front of her and Jason opened the door and looked up at her from the driver's seat.

"Do you want to come inside?"

Amber weighed the options. If Jason were about to give her good news, something that would make her pleased, inside would be nice because then it would be only him and her.... but if it were bad, would she get out of the car in time or would she cry right in front of him?

"Outside's not bad. Nice evening breeze."

Jason smiled and stepped out of the car, onto the pavement. "Was hoping you'd saw that..." Then he caught sight of Karyn who was watching them closely and had been washing the same plate at the same spot since Jason arrived. He smiled and gave a little wave which was identically returned.

"Wow.... Haven't seen in you in a while..." Hands in pocket, Amber noticed that her boyfriend was having a hard time looking at her. But when he did, she could see his blue eyes twinkle with the street lights and she found herself feeling lost in them

"I've missed you... much, been thinking about you... almost everyday." Jason looked away again, his hand went to his brown hair which was streaked with black, something the movie had required, and it was obvious he had a hard time saying what he wanted to say with his voice breaking at some point.

Amber was bemused. "What is it, Jason?" She whispered to him and laughed lightly. Her laugh seemed to have comforted the 24 year old thespian as he looked at her again and smiled more confidently.

"Amber.. I.." Jason shut his mouth but he did not avert his gaze. The dog starting barking again but other than that there were no sounds.

"Jason I-" Amber had meant to say that there was no need to beat around the bush but just go right to the point but at that moment Jason did the unthinkable and she stopped abruptly.

"Amber." The tiny black box was opened slowly with his fingers but Amber was too busy staring at Jason as he knelt on one knee and spoke.

"Marry me."

There was a gasp and a crash which Amber guessed meant that the cafe was less one plate tonight.

there we go. chapter 18, this is my first time writing something like that, it is strangely fun to write. well, thanks for reading and if u commented, thank u for the 2nd time. :D the next chapter will be about Kaine as i think having too much of a certain character is no fun for me to write, hence the alternative chapters for each character.

CHAPTER 17

i have decided to write. heh.


So The Story Goes.


"Karyn?"

Looking up, Karyn caught sight of Kaine, but she quickly turned her attention back to transferring the plate of danish pastry from the tray to the customer's table and giving her a quick smile. Then she stood up and noticed that he's green eyes were peering at her through a pair of black framed spectacles.

"Nice specs."

"Thanks, erm yea... I have to talk to you." Kaine explained rather sheepishly. Karyn gave him an irritated look and motioned around her. The customers were sweeping in even as they spoke, it was obvious, business was good today.

"Look it'll just take a second!" His pulled at the ends of his jacket and his eyes looked at her, almost begging.

"Alright.... walk with me."


Karyn turned tail, one hand supporting a empty plastic circle tray and the another, trying to find something in her pocket, Kaine trailing after her.


"I'm here to ask you something.... I want you to go out with me."


Slightly surprised, the waitress resisted the temptation to turn around, instead continued putting food on her tray. Walking out from behind the counter she made sure Kaine was still following her close by before answering.


"You want me to go out with you? After the little 'therapy sessions'? Yes, here's your order..." The plate made a soft clinking sound as it hit the table, but it was swallowed by the noise of the chattering around them. Karyn did a side step to avoid a man who was heading for the toilet, then proceeded to the next table.


"You don't think it's the greatest idea, do you? I mean, I know how horrible you are at making commitments and all your weaknesses and maybe a bit of how you think, you don't actually think that going out with me is a good idea, do you?"


Kaine stood back, watching the waitress bend down and placing a few plates of tarts on the table, contemplating for a second. When she stood up, he was ready to answer.


"Well that's sort of the whole point. I mean now you know me, so you'll be able to steer me in the right direction..."


"Ah. So it's a little less of a relationship and more of a test of some kind? To help you?"


"Ehh. Yes." Kaine shuffled his feet slightly. The sound of forks and knives clinking on porcelain plates and the conversations going on around him buzzed in his ears. Karyn had moved on to another table and once again, her tray was empty. Her gaze was averted downwards but she walked towards him.



"Pick me up at 6," She smirked slightly, "Don't be late."





CHAPTER 17 whee. i had serious writers block when i wrote this so its crappy. gah.