i do not own any of the "fairly odd parents characters" this a fanfic made by me [neosword7] it's a short story and i don't know if i'll make it longer,

[Fop love and hate so bittersweet' chapter 1] in rain"

he was fifteen now, three years had past since his babysitter left, he thought life would get better.. a silly idea it started a few weeks after vicky left.

after months of not being able to go-out (and just leave Timmy with a babysitter) his mother and father had to face the reality of their "problems" all these years they had marriage counselling and it didn't work' their divorce was a undeniable fact of that.. he was send to a orphanage, after the "incident there"

his father was the one who took him back to Dims Dale to their house and signed it over to ' jimmy being Timmy's alias name and runner his mother's maiden name

his mother.. wasn't keen on him' and his father wasn't around much, only once or two days a month to sort out the mail'

still his father did gave him money to provide for himself, (at least he had some consideration for his son)

the relationship with his mother was "tense" to say the least, she hated his existence..

not that he particularly cared anymore' she never did love Timmy there was only obligation in the beginning, and now she flat out told him she hated him.

after the divorce from his father she started dating lot's of men most weren't older then 25 she lived on high heels" her so perfect life was only disturbed when "visiting day came"

every time they "had" to meet was a hell for him, after throwing something to his head for speaking up about her lifestyle' he decided not to ever go to meetings with her, he'd call in sick the day beforehand.

only his godparents took care of him.. loved him, but their magic wasn't as potent as it used to be' as when he was a kid,

the older the godchild gets the more restricted it got, Jorgen was nice enough to let them stay with him even after he got thirteen, he was a miserable child.. even Jorgen felt pity for him they could stay with him as long as they wanted,

he loved his little godbrother and gave him the attention 'he himself never got from his parents.

his friends hanged around with him trying to cheer him up at the mall or park, he learned to act like it helped ' but he never showed them his pain, always playing an act,

Tootie tried to make him fall for her but got rejected many times by him in the past, seeing her always as a friend, His closest friend' who was dating his friend aj now", Trixie wasn't his crush anymore, she and Francis were a couple Chester was dating veronica and they all were his friends.. he was happy for them.

in these past three years his friends and godparents helped him to stay sane, training with Francis studying with aj or just hang out with all of them helped him during the day, but at night his mind plagued him with the events and hardships he had endured and was enduring crying every night, going in the yard to get rid of his frustration punching the boxing bag till his knuckles were open..

The present

Timmy came home from school tired exhausted' he had to call in sick' again not wanting to meet Her"

Uhg'... I'm gonna call first then go to bed and take a nap... hello i'm not feeling well i won't make it tomorrow sorry,.. (okay click) was all he heard; just as loving as always.. rolling his eyes

not bothering going up stairs he jumped on the couch; falling asleep shortly after, his dreams were dark no light no sound just emptiness, comforting himself in the void,

there was no pain no feelings just blissful nothingness" a sweet rest...

The doorbell was what awoke him from his dreamless slumber" slowly he got up from the couch

it was already dark outside and raining, he got to the door and opened it,

he laid eyes on someone drenched in the rain, (she wasn't much bigger than him maybe the same size even) he was still half asleep and just kept staring at her.

can i come in?

oh yeah of course, ho.. how can i help you miss?

giving her some towels to dry herself.

oh my car broke down and i'm out of charge for my phone could i use your phone?

s..sure your car? [looking outside he couldn't see any car..]

well it didn't broke down in front of this house but two bloc's away..

so you walked.. all the way here!?

well the other people didn't open...somehow it was after one in the morning so most people slept

as he handed her the phone he could take a better look at her she was a attractive woman looking nineteen,

[she caught him staring; winking at him while speaking with the towing company]

[as she put down the phone she said;] you know i, actually knew the previous tenants of this house"

oh realy?

yeah they were an odd couple always leaving their only son alone with the babysitter. the kid had no friends,.(looking sad as she mentioned him but also fond of the memory) the house looks much different now..

[Timmy changed everything of the interior furniture the kitchen even upstairs every room]

what happened to them?

well they had problems, "marriage problems" i don't know the whole story but it seems they divorced..

[he looked at her more carefully now;] and the kid?

i don't know.. i would like to know that myself..

why?

well he was a little weird but very sweet also' i really liked him..

[his eyes narrowed]

i used to call him twerp to tease him, he was my most precious..

[she stopped to wipe a tear out of her eye..]

So you came to see this child around here?

no i was going to ask my parents what had happened but they closed the door in front of my face, they don't like me.. probably hate me it was always like that.

so you went away to go where?

To a hotel i'll be staying here for a few days trying to find any leads to him.

why do you want to know about the kid so much?

to take him away from this place and see were we can stay i owe him that much..

HONK! HONK! the tow car had arrived honking to let her know he was waiting to bring her to the hotel]

oh he arrived' that was fast. [she looked at the clock to see that it was actually already past two time flew by talking with the guy,]

thank you for helping me and listening to a complete stranger,

oh no don't mention it.. erm could i ask for your number?

(she turned her head smiling at him) why?

ah.. . i just would like to know more about the story.

okay [she scribbled her number on a note and left. he watched till the car was out of view

as he closed the door he asked himself]

was.. that really vicky? (one hand held to his head)

no it couldn't right?! she didn't say the Turners but that hair.. also that mischievous smile just now.. it looked familiar..

at least i got her number, but calling me precious...that doesn't sound anything like the girl I' remember... although looking back' those times weren't so bad as now...[slumping back in the couch] yeah she yelled at me she came with axes after me chained me to the bed...okay that was going a bit far, but still she never harmed me as much as these past three years did...

ah whatever.

i'll just go back to bed..or i'll just stay here...