The Reason Behind the Cuts


Chapter 2: Stay Strong!

PoV: Tootie

Taking a seat at the front of the room Tootie glanced around the room at all the frowning faces looking for a certain pink hatted boy. Tootie sighed as her search came back with no results… for the 3 days in a row, Timmy was absent. Tootie turned to the front of the room as the door to the classroom slowly opened, and in walked Mr. Crocker who as usual had a look of depression. Placing his briefcase on his desk he turned around and glanced around the room till his eyes caught on the empty desk in the back of the room. He looked down at the paper on his desk and smirked.

"Turner is absent again huh," Mr. Crocker exclaimed.

"Please turn to page 150 of your Crocker Takes Over the World handbook!" Crocker said causing the class to groan.

"This is going to be a long day!" Tootie mumbled under her breath.

Halfway through the class period the door slowly opened and in walked Timmy looking extremely miserable. Approaching Mr. Crocker Timmy handed him a piece of paper from the office.

"Ah, Turner nice of you to join us," Crocker said through clenched teeth.

"For being late… F!" Crocker exclaimed handing Timmy a paper with a giant red F.

Timmy without saying another word took the paper and slowly made his way to the back of the room and took his seat. Timmy crossed his arms on top of his desk and rested his head on his arms. Crocker in response made his way to the back of the room and shook Timmy who in return lifted his head to look at Mr. Crocker.

"What's wrong with you Turner?" Crocker questioned.

"Why do you care?" Timmy snapped back.

"Talk to me after class Turner," Crocker said returning to the front of the room.

"Great," Timmy exclaimed laying his head back down on his desk.

"OK class return to your books and read chapter 5 till the bell rings," Crocker exclaimed.

Tootie looked up at the clock the hung above the classroom door and sighed at the thought of having 3 minutes left of class. Looking at the back of the room she met eyes with Timmy who in response half smiled at her before reaching into his backpack and pulling out a piece of paper which he began to write on. Tootie found this to be extremely weird, but not as weird as when she caught him talking to his green pencil and pink eraser. Tootie was pulled from her thoughts when she heard the ringing of the lunch bell that echoed through the room causing her classmates to cry out in happiness.

Jumping down from her seat she made her way to the front of the room and halfway out the door when she turned around to see Crocker and Timmy talking about something. Waiting outside the classroom Tootie reached into her backpack and pulled out her MP3 player… slipping an earbud into her ear she tapped her foot on the locker she leaned onto the rhythm of the music. After waiting some time the door to Mr. Crocker's room opened and out walked Timmy. Pulling the earbud from her ear she approached the boy whose eyes never left the ground.

"Hi, Timmmyy," Tootie exclaimed.

"Not now Tootie," Timmy whispered.

"Timmy… what happened?" Tootie questioned pointing to the cuts all over Timmy's arm.

"Nothing! I fell down at recess," Timmy snapped back pulling his arm away from Tootie.

"So, what were you and Crockpot talking about?" Tootie questioned.

"Crocker is suspending me," Timmy exclaimed still looking at the floor.

"Why?" Tootie questioned.

"I don't walk to talk about it!" Timmy snapped.

"Timmy, why are you looking at me like that?" Tootie questioned.

"Just taking one long last look at you," Timmy whispered.

"last look… what do you mean?" Tootie asked.

"Promise me one thing Tootie Valentine, you will stay strong!" Timmy exclaimed.

"Timmy! You're scaring me," Tootie exclaimed backing away from Timmy.

"Promise me! YOU WILL STAY STRONG!" Timmy snapped back.

"Okay, I will" Tootie shot back, tears beginning to fall.

Timmy reached into his backpack he pulled out a folded piece of paper.

"Here I want you to have this, please don't open it until tonight," Timmy said handing the paper to Tootie.

"Ok," Tootie said through tears.

Without warning, Timmy pulled Tootie into a long kiss that Tootie savored. The kiss she always fantasized about had finally come true, she was actually kissing Timmy Turner! Pulling away from her, he turned around and bolted from her sight. Looking down at the paper she held in her hands she carefully slid it into her back pocket being careful not to damage it.

Tootie walked home with a troubled mind, the words Timmy had said echoed in her head. Timmy's out of place behavior seemed unusual, the boy she had contact with moments ago wasn't the Timmy Turner she once knew… he was entirely a different person altogether. Tootie pushed open the door to her house and threw her backpack on the couch. Calling out Tootie realized she was all alone… no Vicky, no parents, she could do anything she wanted!

Jumping up on the couch she turned the television to her favorite program. Hours later a car pulled up into the driveway, Tootie looked out the window and trembled at the sight of Vicky. Tootie turned around and glanced at the door handle that began to slowly turn, slowly pushing open the door Vicky fell to the floor and began to throw up.

"Vicky is something wrong?" Tootie shrieked.

"Timmy… Timmy… he's…" Vicky shuddered.

"What about Timmy!" Tootie questioned.

"he's… DEAD!" Vicky exclaimed through sobs.

"WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S DEAD!" Tootie screamed.

"I got a call from the Turners to come and babysit Timmy tonight, when I arrived I witnessed Timmy stick a rifle in his mouth and… and… he pulled the trigger causing blood to paint the walls!" Vicky said in between sobs.

Tootie clenched her stomach as she began to throw up all over the floor.

"It all makes sense, everything he said earlier makes sense!" Tootie exclaimed.

"What are you talking about?" Vicky questioned.

"After class I met up with Timmy and noticed the cuts that lined his arms, when I asked him about it he became furious. After things settled down he made me promise I would stay strong… for him. At the time I had no idea what he was talking about till… now. He also gave me this paper" Tootie said reaching into her back pocket.

"He told me not to open it till 9:00 and then he kissed me on the lips before bolting off, " Tootie said falling to her knees

"If only I figured it out earlier I could have possibly stopped him," Tootie said hanging her head.

"WOW," Vicky exclaimed as her eyes grew bigger.

"Read the paper," Vicky said pointing to the paper in Tootie's hands.

Tootie looked up at Vicky who nodded back at her, unfolding the paper Tootie read it out loud:

Dear Tootie,

I would like to thank you for being the only one who believed in me. I may not show my affection towards you and I'm sorry. For years I've been hiding something under Dimmesdale's radar, a secret that if revealed would completely ruin my life for the worst. It was so hard to keep it a secret, I wanted to tell my friends and family everything but I was bound by the rules so I couldn't. Since it doesn't matter anymore I feel you deserve the right to know. You know how Mr. Crocker is always talking about me having Fairy godparents? Well, he was right… I did have Fairy Godparents and they meant the world to me. I was 9 years old when I obtained them on the night Vicky began to babysit me, in between her vicious wrath and my neglectful parents I became miserable enough to obtain one of the most precious gifts I've ever received. My godparents Cosmo and Wanda were more than my fairies… they were my family. The love we had for each other was magical (no pun intended) it was love I've never felt before from a parent figure. Then I wished them up a biological son and soon they like my parents began to neglect and ignore me. Without their love, I felt empty and alone once again. Life progressively got worse for me, I had no way to defend myself causing me to slip into a deep depression that led to cutting myself. At that point, I decided I felt enough pain and tried to end it multiple times but I always failed… feeling once again like a loser. Taking a look around my house I found out where my dad stored the bullets to his hunting rife and well you know the rest. One of my biggest regrets was not giving you a chance. I was so wrapped up in obtaining a relationship with my kindergarten crush Trixie Tang that I guess I never thought of obtaining one with you. Perhaps you could have made me happy, perhaps you could have given me a reason to live, perhaps you could have returned a smile to my face. Just remember Tootie, you are special… your heart beats genuine. You truly care for other and that's going to get you a long way! Never surrender to those who will try to break you, keep being yourself. I know you can… you are a strong person!

"Love, Timmy Turner" Tootie finished tears still falling.

Tootie looked over at Vicky who also began to cry. Extending her arms out to Tootie, Tootie inched forward and embraced her big sister. Holding each other the two cried in each other's arms… afraid to let go.

In between sobs, Tootie whispered something that made Vicky smile.

"I will Timmy, I will stay strong"


A/N: AHH.. IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK!

A/N: This is a re-write of Tootie's chapter. Reading over the orginal chapter I realized the original had nothing to do with the re-write of chapter 1 so I re-wrote the entire chapter!

A/N: Let me know what you guys think!

A/N: I'am planning on going back and re-writing most of the chapters because like I feel they have alot more potential!

A/N: Anyways guys... thanks for reading this chapter!

A/N: PLEASE SHARE YOU'RE THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS ON THE NEW CHAPTER 2!

A/N: Some issues regarding the Re-Write have been fixed. THANKS ArendAlphaEagle for pointing out various mistakes made in this chapter!


The Reason Behind the Cuts / rE-B0oT