Second Chances - Unraveling Part 20

She ran from rack to rack, grabbing up different items.

"This is heaven!" she cried at one point.

A store clerk kept shooting us dirty looks but I didn't want to ruin Karlie's time. She deserved to be excited.

While Karlie scanned through the racks of clothing, I stood out in the aisle, searching for Piper.

Finally, I spotted her and waved her over.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey, Piper," I smiled. "Thanks so much for doing this."

"Not a problem," she grinned. "Someone has to help you," she waved her hand up and down at my attire.

"What's wrong with this?" I asked, plucking at my shirt.

"Katy, you're wearing jeans and a t-shirt, like always. You need some dresses and diversity in your style."

"Thank you for your complete and utter honesty," I laughed.

She put her hands up in defense. "I'm not the kind of person to lie to you, Katy. I'm not a sugar coater, either. I'm a no nonsense type of person."

"And that's what I like about you," I laughed. "We better go find, Karlie. I would hate to lose Jared's sister."

Piper laughed. "That would be a pretty awkward conversation."

We found Karlie, who had decided against buying anything in Macy's, before she looked anywhere else.

Piper ended up playing personal shopper for the day.

She dragged us from store to store, putting us in the dressing rooms and bringing us mountains of clothes to put on.

This store was no different. I'd barely stepped inside, looking at a rack of sweaters, when she grabbed me by the shirt and dragged me to a dressing room.

She swished the curtain closed and said, "Take off your clothes, I'll be back in a second. Same to you, Karlie."

As promised, within minutes, she was shoving clothes under the curtain. "Try all of them on," she warned.

I grabbed up a dress and slipped it on. It was black on top with thin spaghetti straps. The bottom was a yellowish-green color and a little longer in the back so that it flowed.

It looked amazing.

I said to Piper, "Are you sure you shouldn't have a career in fashion?"

I heard Piper giggle through the thin dressing room curtain. "My parent's would kill me if I dropped out and went to school for fashion. Seriously, they'd hunt me down."

I laughed. "Piper, I'm sure that's not true."

She sighed. "Oh, but it is. They wouldn't hunt me down, but they would disown me. They won't speak to my brother because he refused to go to medical school. Now, he works at a bar."

"Jeez," I said. Her parents made my mom sound like a saint.

I tried on the other things, and there wasn't one that I didn't like. I could hear Karlie oohing and ahhing over something, through the thin walls.

I redressed in my own clothes and gathered up the others in my arms.

"So, what's the verdict?" Piper looked at the stack of clothes in my arms.

"I want them all," I smiled.

Piper clapped, "I am good! I told you, you could trust me."

"Karlie, how's it going in there?" I asked through the curtain.

"I love everything!" she squealed. "From now on, I'm only going shopping if Piper is with me. Not that I went shopping before, but seriously Piper, you're amazing. This stuff is so me!"

"Thank ya, thank ya very much," Piper bowed.

I giggled, "Stay with Karlie, I'm going to go check out."

"Sure," Piper smiled.

I ended up with five heavy bags, plus the three I already had from other stores. When today was over, my bank account would be completely depleted.

I chuckled to myself. I guess my mother would be pleased that I was buying something other than groceries. My lack of 'care' for myself, as she liked to call it, was always a topic of discussion in the last two years.

Karlie bought what Piper had picked out for her and then we were on the move again.

Exhausted from all the shopping, we headed into one of the many restaurants in the mall. I honestly, had no idea that shopping could be so tiring. But my legs were killing me and my arms hurt from carrying all the bags.

There was a short wait, but soon they were leading us back to a booth.

Karlie slid in beside me and Piper was across from us.

Shopping bags were stacked next to Piper, with more between Karlie and me.

"Well," Piper laughed when a bag fell over on top of her, "I'd say today has been very productive."

"Looks like it," Karlie giggled. "Thanks for letting me tag along."

"Not a problem," Piper said, picking up her menu. "I think you're pretty cool and I want your hair."

Karlie snorted and flicked a bright orange red. "I think Jared just about busted a vein in his forehead when he saw what I had done, but I love it. I think your hair is pretty awesome too."

"I'm thinking about changing the pink to purple... or maybe blue. I don't know," Piper said, scanning the menu.

"Why? The pink looks amazing. I like how it gets darker and then lighter on the ends."

"Hmmm, I guess I'll leave it," Piper smiled at Karlie.

I was relieved that they were getting along so well. I was a bit afraid that Piper would be a little irked by Karlie, but instead they were getting along like they'd known each other for years.

I could tell Karlie was soaking in the girl time.

I laughed and joined the conversation throughout dinner.

For once, I didn't feel like I was standing on the outside looking in. I felt like I belonged.

18.

"YOUR BROTHER IS GOING TO KILL ME," I looked at the clock in my car. It was after nine and I knew he'd be p.i.s.sed we had been gone so long.

"He'll get over it," Karlie shrugged like it was no big deal.

"That's easy for you to say, he won't be mad at you," I sped down the road.

Karlie snorted. "He's always mad at me about something, he acts like he's my dad. Trust me, if there's anyone Jared could never be mad at, I think it's you."

"I think it's really great that Jared cares for you the way he does," I said.

"Yeah, it is. I'm just happy he's turned out to be who he is. He's a great person, but having gone through what he has," she shook her head. "It would have completely ruined most people, but not, Jared. He had a phase during his teen years where he was really rebellious and that was when Dan got him into fighting at the gym."

I was curious to know more, but I knew Karlie wouldn't let anything about Jared's past slip.

Plus, for whatever reason, I thought of our deal.

Jared's voice echoed through my head.

"I'll tell you about my past, when you tell me about yours. I won't push you to open up to me, Katy. I'm not like that. I'll give you time, all the time in the world. But in the meantime, I want you to give me a chance, because I think we could turn out to be something great."

A smile lifted my lips when I thought of his words.

"Katy!" Karlie screamed suddenly, but it was too late.

I closed my eyes and braced for impact.

I felt the car hit the deer and skid out of the lane.

My eyes popped open and I tried to right the car, but I couldn't.

A car in the other lane, slammed into the driver's side door.

Pain laced through my arm as the airbag exploded in front of me.

I could hear Karlie screaming and I reached out to take her hand, to comfort her, not even thinking about what kind of reaction the physical contact might cause me, but my hand never found hers.

The pain was too much and I finally succ.u.mbed to the numbness.

I felt like I was sinking.

Sinking deeper and deeper, with no clue which way was up and down.

I couldn't breathe and I couldn't see.

All my senses seemed to be missing.

Everything around me was just a blank, black, void.

I sunk deeper into the depths and then there was no more.

Yelling.

Someone was yelling.

Really loud.

And my head hurt.

I wish they'd shut up.

What was that annoying beeping sound?

Was my alarm going off?

Slowly, my eyes peeled open and I gasped when I took in my surroundings.

The beeping got louder with the racing of my heart, so did the yelling.

No one was in my hospital room, but I opened my mouth anyway and said, "Karlie?" I tried to yell it, but my voice came out crackly and barely above a whispered. "Karlie?" I tried again.

Out in the hallway, the yelling came closer and I recognized the voice.

"Katy! Katy!" Jared yelled and he sounded like a mad man. "Katy! Someone tell me where Katy Spencer's room is! Karlie-" this time he sounded relieved. "Where is she?" I heard him ask.