I Promise You (With Everything I Am)
Hey there! Here’s a new chapter of my JCA/Lost Boys crossover ficlet collection about Jade Chan being in Santa Carla. I hope you guys have been patient with me while I cooked up and then fleshed out a new chapter. :)
Thanks for all the nice feedback I’ve gotten so far with these ficlets, too. That not only means a lot to me, but also encourages me to find more stuff to write about also. And I’m glad you’ve been reading the other crossover stories I’ve written, too. :)I Promise You (With Everything I Am)
So you walk into this restaurant
all strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
as you’re shakin’ off the cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you
but you just want to explode
Yeah, most times you can’t hear ‛em talk,
other times you can
Oh, the same old clichés: “Is it woman? Is it man?”
And you always seem outnumbered,
you don’t dare make a stand
Make your stand
Here I am, on the road again
here I am, up on the stage
here I go, playing the star again
there I go, turn the page
**Metallica, Turn the Page**
Shifting her weight a little on the sand so she could get a better view of the ocean (which she was sitting five feet away from out of a strong desire to keep her clothes dry), Jade ran her hands up and down her covered arms, even though she knew that it wasn’t really that cold. But sometimes, she wished it was. The strong breeze was quite something in the summer – in other words, very enigmatic as she couldn’t understand. Oh, sure it helped a little when she felt like she needed to perspire. And it sure felt good when it came to cooling her off too.
But this... well, this was quite different. Somehow, she knew that this was too much.
Jade shook her head. Even the silence was beginning to get on her nerves. Soon, she was wishing that just once the silence could be broken by anything. Like the sound of two teenage boys snapping at each other... or maybe, the sounds of a few men getting into a fist fight.
Anything just to break the silence. Shatter it into a thousand pieces, like President John F. Kennedy had said he would do to the CIA. Hear it break like a vase falling onto a wooden floor.
However, by the sounds of things on this night, it sure felt to Jade that none of that was going to happen any time soon. It was too quiet a night for anything that involved noise to happen anyway...
Well, except for the ocean waves. But that usually happened every day and every night.
Not one to let anger boil up inside of her, Jade simply then pulled her legs up against her and wrapped her arms around them as though to ward off the cold front that had just come in.
“Hey there, Jade.”
Jade looked up as David walked over to her, and then let a smile cross her features. “Hey yourself, David. How’s it going?”
David paused for a moment while she waited patiently for him to answer. After all, Jade had lots of practice being patient – mostly because, long before she had come to Santa Carla, she had made up her mind to work hard at being patient. And patience did mean “being able to wait for something or someone without complaining”, after all. Plus, whoever said that patience is a virtue sure had the right idea there.
Usually, David was obviously not the kind of vampire that gets into self-reflection some of the time. But this time, however, he decided to give it a try. For Jade’s sake, anyway. After all, he felt he owed it to her.
“Oh, a little of this, a little of that,” he finally replied, donning his façade of being cryptic and mysterious. For her part, Jade then smiled to herself, as she was long since used to David being very enigmatic. He even told her that he had practice with being like that ever since he could remember.
“Probably a long time,” he said when she asked what he meant by that. “I don’t really know, though. But it doesn’t matter to me, anyway,” he added with a shrug.
“Oh. I see,” Jade replied.
David nodded. “Yeah. So, Jade, how are things going with you, may I ask?”
Now it was Jade’s turn to pause as she thought over how to best put her answer into words. Exactly how she wanted to do that, she didn’t know... at least, not yet.
“Not good, apparently,” she replied.
When she looked at David, she noticed that he had his ‛you’re not telling me everything’ look, so she decided to be honest with him.
“You see, David,” she began, “I’ve noticed that it’s been way too quiet around here as of late. On the beach, however, there’s the crashing of the ocean waves, so I think that has to count for something.
“But other than that, there’s all this silence,” she went on after a moment. “It’s getting on my nerves – even more so than people who annoy me by never listening while I’m doing most of the talking.”
Jade noticed that David kept eye contact with her the whole time she was speaking.
Then, when she was finished, he looked thoughtful for a moment.
Finally, he said, “I understand that, Jade. And I know exactly how you feel about there being too much quiet as well. After all, even I
feel as though there should be something going on while I’m at the beach at night, or that a little noise would be preferable to way too much silence.”
Jade blinked. “You do? Really?”
David nodded. “Absolutely.”
Jade took a moment to ponder over his words as she smiled before turning back to watching the ocean – something David did at the same exact moment. She knew what the waves would do; they would always creep up on the shore before breaking on the shore and then heading back to the ocean.
She knew that all too well, just as she knew her own thoughts a hundred times, almost as if she had memorized them.