Hey guys! I'm ba-a-a-ck! At least for now. I am so so so sorry about my lack of postage lately, but I've been going through a lot of personal stuff lately and have not been in the correct head-space to write. But I decided that it was time to get back on the horse, or technically, laptop. Now I do have a few chapters of Falling For The Past under my belt, its not finished, but I am working on it.
Also you wanna know a freaky coincidence? I have actually had this particular chapter written for a long time now. Like all the way back in fall. So I had this particular chapter written before Fuller House season 2 was released. When I watched that particular scene with DJ and Stephanie I was amazed by how similar it actually was. But I will take that as a creative compliment - apparently the writers and I think a lot alike.
I love chocolate: Hello again! I love reading your comments and questions so please keep 'em coming! 1 - In this story, no. I am however open to the idea if it ever fits with a different story. 2 - Possibly, I do like the friendship the writers created between the two. I may try and experiment with it, although nothing beats those fighting scenes between them. 3 - Yes, it won't be in this story, but I will eventually have them discuss their options. 4 - You will have to read and see. 5 - Too difficult to choose. I love the series too much to just choose one.
Guest (The Ghost): I am currently working on a follow-up story for Ramona and Jackson. It will be a continuation from Protecting You.
Xxwinterbeautyxx: You will have to read to find out :p
All rights go to the creators of Full House and Fuller House!
Chapter One
"Hi, it's good to see you Stephanie."
"When you figure out who I am, how about you give me a call? We can meet and catch up."
"I'm usually great at remembering names and faces, but this one is different. Oh, why can't I remember?"
"So you finally figured it out, did ya?"
"Are you jealous, Tanner?"
"Don't worry. You're cute when you're jealous."
"I'm not like you, Stephanie. I don't have siblings, and aunts, and uncles, and family friends, and step-parents to take care of me. I'm all alone. I have no one."
"You're wrong. You're not alone. You have me, and you have my family."
"You and lover boy have been 'hanging out' for weeks now. Just ask the guy out already before someone else does."
"It's not like that. We're just friends."
"You can't seriously say that you don't see it."
"Can't see what?"
"The way that guy looks at you."
"Of course I had a right. He was my friend, and you hurt him. But now look at where we are. Charles is nice, caring, and a good man while you are nothing but filth that will remain locked up for the rest of your days."
"You were amazing."
"Steph, you gotta swear to me. You can't tell anyone as long as you live. Ever. You got it? Okay?"
"Okay. I swear."
The blue eyes of Stephanie Judith Tanner opened from her sleep with a sense of urgency. Turning onto her side she picked up her phone from where it sat charging on the nightstand next to her bed. Swiping it over, her heart fell at the reality.
No calls.
No texts.
Not even a single email or status update on Facebook.
It's official. Stephanie hasn't heard a single thing from Charles since he dropped her off after visiting his father two weeks ago. She figured that it had been a long day; he probably needed time to digest all of this information. But now it's officially been two weeks. The reality is inevitable.
Charles is avoiding her.
Why though? Did he regret the kiss? Was Kimmie wrong? Was Stephanie's own feeling toward him misplaced? Did he simply not feel the same way about her?
Stephanie didn't know the answers to those questions. One thing was certain however. Each of those questions hurt Stephanie far more than she ever expected. As much as it pained her to find out the truth, Stephanie needed those answers.
No matter how much it killed her to ask them.
"I'm so confused, Uncle Jesse," Stephanie admitted into her cell phone. She had been pacing in her bedroom trying to work up the courage to drive to Charles' apartment. After ten minutes of trying and failing to leave her basement bedroom, Stephanie gives up and calls Uncle Jesse instead.
He answered immediately with his typical "Talk to me!" She quickly filled him in on what had been happening with Charles. At first he was surprised to hear about the boy who he called protective services about so long ago. Only now he was shocked into silence by what had happened the past couple of months.
"Well? What do I do, Uncle Jesse?" Stephanie asked him.
"I honestly don't know what you expect me to tell you, Steph?" Uncle Jesse told her. "You are your own person. I can't make these choices for you."
"I know that, but I'm just so confused. I thought we were on the same page, but then he kisses me, and I thought that . . . well, I don't know what I thought, but now he's avoiding me and I don't know what to do," she told him.
Uncle Jesse sighed at his niece's words. "You know, Steph I honestly don't think you're confused."
Stephanie paused her pacing with narrow eyes. Now she really was confused. "What?"
"I don't think you're confused. I think you're scared." Stephanie's eyes widened slightly at his words. "Steph, ever since high school you've never really stayed in one place for too long. The last serious relationship you had was in high school. I think you're scared, because if you open yourself up to Charles then he could hurt you far more than anyone else."
Shaking her head stubbornly, Stephanie said, "I'm not scared."
"No?" Uncle Jesse tested her. "Steph, do you remember when Becky and I first began dating?"
"Yeah," she answered not really knowing where he was going with this.
"Well, Becky was scared when we first began to date. She didn't want to get hurt which I couldn't exactly blame her for, but then we grew closer. She began to trust me just as I began to trust her. After that nothing else mattered. Now no matter how much I hate to sound cliché, Becky is my forever and I believe Charles is yours."
"You're right Uncle Jesse," Stephanie joked lightly, "that was incredibly cliché."
He laughed at his nieces joke. "Probably so, you see my point, right?"
"Yes, I shouldn't let fear keep me from falling in love," she simplified. Stephanie could practically hear her uncle smirking into the phone.
Facing away from the door to her basement bedroom, Stephanie didn't hear her door open as Uncle Jesse spoke, "Good, now go and get your man."
"Capice?" Stephanie froze at the familiar word. Confused she pulled her phone away from her ear and looked at the screen. For some reason his voice sounded a lot closer than 383.1 miles away.
Turning around Stephanie's smile immediately widened at the sight. Standing on the small set of stairs next to her door was Uncle Jess. His smirk was as wide and his hair as perfect and jellified as ever.
"Uncle Jesse!" she exclaimed running over to her uncle.
"What are you doing here?" She demanded pulling away from him.
"Well I'm going to be traveling through San Francisco to look at some new bands to record a few songs for my General Hospital soundtrack," he explained. "But enough about me, are you going to go and see Charles? I said 'capice.'"
Stephanie laughed at his words. "But you just got here. I can't leave now."
"Sure you can," her Elvis-loving uncle argued. "I'll be here for a few days. You go and see your boy. I will go surprise the kids and pick them up from school. When everyone gets back we can catch up and I can pass around the pictures I brought of Pam."
Her heart practically melted at the thought of her newest cousin. "Is she as sweet and adorable as ever?" She gushed.
"Even more so every day," Uncle Jesse said proudly.
With a nervous grin, Stephanie gave her uncle one final hug before picking up her keys. As much as she wanted to stay and talk with her uncle there was something she needed to do first.
Stephanie knew that Jesse was right. She was scared. Besides a few flings in the past, Stephanie's last serious boyfriend was in her senior year of high school.
Charles is different though. He's nice, and funny, and he cares for others. He was able to help Jackson far more than anyone else could. He is also strong. Charles was able to experience truly horrible pain from a person who is supposed to love you unconditionally, and was able to move past it.
It's still really early in their friendship. They're not even dating yet, but Stephanie doesn't care about any of that. Uncle Jesse was right.
Charles, very well, may be her forever.
I know, I know. Its short. But I promise you the second chapter does make up for it. Now I'm not sure when I will be posting that (it is complete), but I may post faster if I get some feedback lol. You guys know how much I love getting feedback!
~Kaylee