You Hurt the Ones you Love

DISCLAIMER-I don't own Rugrats or this song.

This has just been completely re-mastered and beta'd so I'd appreciate any input. Lots of new content is now in this story, enjoy!

~Chapter 1~

~Hurting you~

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I'd like to run away from you
But if I were to leave you I would die
I'd like to break the chains you put around me
And yet I'll never try

15 Year old Chuckie Finister stared at his best friend's cousin Angelica Pickles as she stood in front of him, towering over him in an intimidating manor. She was demanding that he go fetch her books from her locker. Chuckie didn't know what was happening, he couldn't breath, his throat felt dry. He wanted to run but his legs weren't letting him. He stood almost frozen in fear.

No matter what you do you drive me crazy
I'd rather be alone
But then I know my life would be so empty
As soon as you were gone

Angelica took a deep intake of breath before she shouted at the top of her lungs

"FINSTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! Get my books, NOW!"

It was a command more than anything, and since the age of 2 years old he had been subjected to this attitude from her and forced to obey.

Chuckie finally able to move his legs again ran away from her to fetch her books, but the minute he stepped away from her he thought he would feel free, but he didn't. He felt empty, he WANTED to be near her. His brain couldn't comprehend it and had an inner battle with his arms and legs to run as far away from her as possible and never look back, as was Chuckie's nature to run away from things that scared him. He had never been as brave and courageous as his best friend and thus never had the confidence to stand up to Angelica and say no.

Impossible to live with you
But I could never live without you
For whatever you do / For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

Chuckie thought he had gone crazy, he wanted to shrug it off but instead as usual he succumbed to her bidding, rushing off to get the books she needed. But this time Chuckie's heart had won because the only reason he injured this constant bullying was because he knew she loved to see him scared, so the more scared he acted the more he could see her thus why he was retrieving her books at this moment, His heart seemed to have brought other foreign feelings to the surface which made him think,

Just so he could see her again?… what was this? Was he in love with ANGELICA? …… suddenly snapping out of his daydream state he dropped the books clumsily, his mouth working without any control had formed and projected the words for every one to hear.

"ANGELICA? LOVE ANGELICA? Oh my god" …..He started to panic and freak out but managed to bring himself to calm down once the realisation and of what he had just said and how many people had heard who were no starting to star helped him to look down at the pile of messed up books and pages scattered across the tiled corridor floor.

Oh man, I'm going to pay for that later he thought as he knelt down to collect the items he had dropped. When he went to ascend he came face with the one person who was at this moment the last person he would ever see if she had her way with him after what he had just uncontrollably spouted out.

Or maybe sooner rather than later

You make me sad
You make me strong
You make me mad
You make me long for you / You make me long for you

He looked up at her timidly. His arms were shaking now from fear, he was almost certain if she took one step closer to him or raised her arm he would cowardly fling the books to the floor and shield his head with his arms, had she heard him? he thought of course she had, he knew the answer to that without the need to ask. A dark shade of red spread across his face indicating his embarrassment at being heard by her. For reasons he couldn't understand his face turned from the bright red to a faint pink tone.

You make me live
You make me die
You make me laugh
You make me cry for you / You make me cry for you

He blushed …

She blushed…

I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you more
For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

But when he looked into her beautiful eyes that if she wasn't barking at him in his face when he saw them he was sure he could get lost in them. When she spoke it wasn't in her usual angry, demanding, loud tone. It was closer to one he had seen her only use on her parents when she wanted them to get or buy her something and even then it was obviously forced. But as he starred into her eyes and saw them start to well up with tears, another very rare occurrence in this context. He knew she was being genuine and her voice was one of caring and loving nature that in all the 13 years he had known Angelica had NEVER EVER seen her even come close to talking to him as a human being and not a slave or piece of dirt on her shoe.

"You love me?, no ones ever loved me before" she asked now searching her pockets for a tissue to wipe her eyes. Chuckie was a caring person and frequently felt sorry for people but he had rarely ever felt sorry for Angelica but in this instance he knew how much she cared and valued her popularity and knew he had probably just jeopardized everything she had worked to maintain as her hard image projected of her. He didn't know exactly why she was crying because if it was over he image then she would more likely have just gotten mad at him. So did this mean the cold hearted bully, Angelica Pickles actually cared about someone other than herself?

You treat me wrong
You treat me right
You let me be
You make me fight with you / I could never live without you

Chuckie relaxed a little and gave her a sympathetic smile, he knew if Angelica was feeling some form of compassion then the emotion must be very alien to her and very hard to adjust to. He scratched the back of his head and fidgeted, he was no longer shaking or scared as he knew if she was going to get mad she would have by now. "Yeah" he said sheepishly then turned his attention back to his feet not wanting to see her reaction, he was glad he didn't.

You make me high
You bring me down
You set me free
You hold me bound to you

Her voice was cracked and weak and Chuckie barely heard her as she squeaked out, "I'm sorry…"

I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you more / I love you more
For whatever you do / For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

Out of pure shock that she had apologised to him at all, let alone when she hadn't done anything wrong made him look up at her, he asked, "For what?" his heart broke as he watched her ready to release to river of tears from her delicate cheeks. He stood for a second waiting for an answer, wanting nothing more than to pull her into an embrace and hold her as she let all her tears run free into his shoulder, but he wouldn't, he had done too much damage already.

I never, never, never
I never, never, never
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
But you.

But she never answered; she just looked at him then ran off crying...

To be continued.