A/N: I'm back, yay. I've decided to do a sequel story because nothing else was coming to mind and I felt that the story needed some sort of final conclusion. So for the time being this is what I will be doing. Hopefully this will be as successful as last time. This chapter will be a bit short because I suck at introductions so don't hate me too much for that.
Chantelle.
It had been 2 months since Chantelle had walked away from the best thing that had ever happened to her. Since she had left him crying on an empty street. She had cried as well. Of course she had cried. She had caught him kissing another woman. His reaction seemed like he wasn't really into it and he seemed sincere when he visited her the next day, begging for her to have him back. Chantelle wouldn't cave in though. She wouldn't let anyone break her down. "Except him" Chantelle knew that she would not be able to resist him if he came back so she needed him to stay away. To his credit Alfie did stay away. Chantelle had other things she needed to focus on anyway. She was starting beauty school tomorrow. She had to prepare.
Alfie.
Alfie had spent two months lying on a bed staring at a ceiling hoping that one day it would give in and end his endless misery. He had thrown away the best thing he had ever had in a moment of complete stupidity. He knew that he wasn't at complete fault for what had happened. Especially since Rosie had kissed him while he was in a state of absolute shit. But he knew that that was his fault, he knew that if it wasn't for him idiotically falling for her ploy then this would have never happened and he would be enjoying his perfect life. Hindsight is 20/20 and Alfie knew it better than anyone. He had to focus though. There was a new year coming up, and he still hadn't quit. He had thought about quitting, multiple times, but there was always some sort of reason that floated into his head for why he should stay: sustainable salary, only decent job he was qualified for, the only job he had ever loved. So he refused to quit. He knew that Rosie was still going to be there. The knowledge that Pickwell might be coming back was also a bit of a mental storm for him but he knew that he had to stay strong. He had done it for this long.
Chantelle.
A new chapter was about to begin. Fear obviously flew through her, who wouldn't be nervous to walk onto a new place where people don't know you and will most likely hate you instantly, just for not knowing you. Where there was fear there was also relief. It seemed strange for her to be relieved that she was going to throw herself to the wolves with a bunch of strangers but that was what relieved Chantelle. No one knew who she was or what her reputation was. For once Chantelle was not going to be seen as the town slut. She was going to carve something else for herself. A new life. A new her. If there was only one thing that she was going to remember from her relationship with Alfie, even though she would never forget, it was that people do not deserved to be labelled for life. Chantelle wanted to believe that, it was basically her life philosophy now. However, she knew that it wouldn't be wise to walk in and have sex with the first man she saw,not only because she wanted to create a new image but also because she still felt like it would be a betrayal if she slept with anyone that wasn't Alfie was still unable to fully separate herself from him emotionally or physically. She really had nothing left to give and nowhere to give it to ,so she was going to hide the person that she had created for herself at Abbey Grove, and become the person she knew that she should be. Even now, when she had entered a wide world, full of possibility, and greeted with new opportunities, she still only wanted to do one thing, and that was to make her favourite teacher proud regardless of whether he knew her or not.
General.
"Alright smoocher ?" Alfie's dad asked him on the phone. Alfie had moved out of his father's apartment to separate himself from everyone and sob away from the judgement of others. Admittedly he did live in quite a nice, new apartment that Alfie's dad had donated so much towards getting. Alfie's dad could see that Alfie was miserable with his life now so he knew that he needed space and he thought that maybe a nice apartment would be a way to get his mind off of whatever was plaguing him, Alfie still had not told his father about Chantelle, and help Alfie recover form his drought. He also hoped that maybe the new place would help Alfie find a woman to comfort him, little did Alfie's dad know that there was a woman very willing to jump for Alfie whenever he wanted, and she worked at Alfie's school.