Hi there! Thanks for the reviews. Well first of I just want to say that I realise self harming is a sensitive issue, it might seem like I'm not being sensitive in this fic, but it's just Chad, (don't worry he's just ignorant, he'll learnJ )
Who's the idiot:
"Sharpay, is everything alright?"
"Sharpay would you like to sit down and talk?"
That was what you were supposed to say when you saw someone had cut their wrist, Chad only knew that was what you were supposed to say because his mum was an obsessive E.R fan.
What you never heard people on E.R say was;
"Er Sharpay I think you're wrist is bleeding." Which unfortunately is what he had just said.
Sharpay gave up trying to hide her bleeding wrist and instead began laughing, She stood there for over a minute, laughing in his face, whilst the only thought going through Chad's mind was that this was definitely not how a person who had been discovered cutting their wrists was meant to react.
"Um, Sharpay what's so funny?"
He didn't like not knowing the joke, especially when he had the feeling he was the butt of it and an even stronger feeling that no one should be joking in this crazy situation, so he took the defensive. It seemed to work and she stopped laughing.
"I'm sorry, It's just you're such an idiot Chad."
Chad felt himself bristling, cut wrist or not she was one spiteful girl.
"I'm the idiot? You're the one that's been cutting yourself!"
The mocking smile slid off her face temporarily, then it was fixed back with a hateful sneer.
"I wasn't cutting myself you idiot."
"Yes you were!"
How could she deny it?!
"No idiot I was practising, for the talent show."
Chad gave her the look he had given her on the golf course, earlier that day when she was faking concern about Troy's academic future to her dad.
"No you were cutting yourself! And quit calling me an idiot!"
"Wrong againidiot,"
she said putting spiteful emphasise on the word,
"I am practising for the talent show, we are doing Redemption, and no, you wouldn't know what that is."
"First of all seriously quit calling me an idiot. Second of all don't just go you need help or something-" he said this as she had started to turn away but now she turned back smiling sneeringly once more.
"And number 3, or can you count that far?"
Be like on E.R, be like on E.R! Taking a deep breath Chad replied, at least she had turned back;
"Yes I can and yes I know what Redemption is; you and Ryan do it nearly every year and no you weren't practising redemption, unless self harming is a new scene?"
Aha ha! He had got her and a hint of unnerve flashed through her eyes, she wouldn't be able to act her way out of this one.
"Wow Chad what a big word! Taylor must be so proud!" Or not…..
Okay he would have one more shot then if she was still being a spiteful bitch she could help herself.
"Sharpay maybe I can call someone Ryan? Your mom or da-"
"Hey why not invite all the wildcats whilst your at it?! Maybe you can all do a song and dance about self harming around my dead body."
Every word dripped sarcasm and Chad had had enough, she obviously didn't wan his help and it wasn't like she was collapsing or anything. "Fine screw you Evans."
So turning on his heels he started walking away, but before long he felt her hand on his shoulder turning him back, with surprising strength. Looking down he was relieved to see it wasn't the slit wrist hand on his shoulder. "There is one thing Danford. You don't tell anyone. That includes Troy and your brainiac girlfriend, capish?"
Shaking off her grasp he walked off with a shrug and an indifferent "Whatever."
She obviously took it as a capish because he did not feel her hand pulling him back again.
That night as Chad laid in bed trying and failing to get to sleep, all he could hear was his own brain buzzing and a tune from the telly downstairs that sounded like his mum's favourite soap was just beginning, (you guessed it: E.R), which given the present circumstance really wasn't helping.
Why did he care anyway?
He didn't like Sharpay Evans and he'd never taken the trouble to hide it. She was nasty, manipulative, over the top and an obsession for glitz and glitter that had always freaked him out a bit.
Then why was he so…Concerned, that was the word and he pulled a face at the thought, in the dark, concern really wasn't his department, it was more of a chick thing, but he couldn't tell one of her chick friends as she would kill him.
Surprise took him as well,
much as he disliked her, he had always had Sharpay down as the type of girl who stamped on a basket of kittens, when she felt blue, the type of girl who saw self harming as weakness.
The next day Chad avoided Sharpay, thankfully they didn't mix much anyway and she seemed to be doing the same back. Feeling slightly calmer then yesterday he got on with his chores.
Later on in the day Troy got promoted, Chad sighed knowing Sharpay was behind it. As angry as he was that Troy had been given this awesome job and himself nothing, he was still his best mate and he felt it was a best mate's duty to let the other know that a self harming, psychotic, obsessive girl was the only reason he had got said job.
So making excuses about bringing out the rubbish Chad went to find Troy and bring him back to earth with a warning to keep his mouth shut at what he told him or else the ice queen would be out for his blood.
Hey please R and R, guidance would be great, because I'm not a 100 percent sure where I'm going with this so suggestions please!!!!!! J
