First off, thanks for all the reviews! And sorry this is way late, but I'm doing this for fun, and it's not a big top priority right now. But I have two big stories on their way, so keep a look out for those. (Their not TDI fanfics though, sorry). I'm just writing them before I post them, that way I don't have to rush to be updating and I can take my sweet time with them without feeling guilty. So here is the third installment of my "One-shot". Enjoy!
Bridgette's P.O.V.
This night is so perfect! As I walk into my dad's apartment, my heart feels ready to burst with the happiness of it. This has been, without a doubt, the best birthday ever, and it's all thanks to Geoff!
Eighteen's always a big number to hit, but nothing made me feel bigger than waking up with his big arm around me. He's taken to sleeping over at my dad's apartment, where I live. My dad's a fireman, so he's hardly ever home at night. Make's Geoff coming over a real breeze!
Of course, we don't do anything particularly bad in the empty apartment. A few make-out sessions, some T.V., more make-out sessions, homework, and then to round off the day some make-out sessions. I feel so naughty.
As I pull off my blue jacket, my cell phone rings. Looking at the caller I.D., it says Courtney. She's probably calling to wish me happy birthday. I've already gotten calls from Gwen, DJ, Trent, LeShawna, and Beth.
As I reach to flip open the phone, a warm hand grabs my own. "Not so fast babe". Geoff chuckles, nuzzling my neck. "Stop it!" I giggle, pulling out of his reach. "It's Courtney!" I inform him as I flip it open.
Me and her have talked occasionally after the show. From what I've gathered, things aren't going so well for her at home. That sucks, 'cuz I'm living the dream life. It's senior year, I have all my credits, Geoff's moved out to my hometown, the waves are perfect, and my mom and dad are talking to each other.
"Hey Court!" I say cheerfully, still pushing Geoff off me as he tries to hug me.
She says something, but now Geoff's stumbled into the table and I can't hear her. "Geoff, shut up!" I say, but I smile so that he knows I'm not really ticked off.
"Bridgette…. Ezekiel's dead." Her hollow voice startles me, and it takes a few minutes for what she has said to sink in. Dead? Who? Ezekiel? And then it comes to me. A sexist, a homeschool, a pervert. The guy who tried to hit on me, the guy I helped vote off.
"You're joking… right?" I ask, and I'm slightly surprised to hear the sob caught in my throat. He's not dead, he's not dead. The mantra keeps running through my mind. "Babe, are you all right?" Geoff asks, noticing the rapid change of my voice. He makes to move over to me, but I raise a hand to hush him.
"Bridge… He committed suicide!" Courtney's voice runs shrill, her panic and sorrow of it evident. I hear a dial tone, and I know that she's hung up. "Oh my god…" I whisper, sinking onto the couch.
Dimly I hear Geoff asking questions, but all I can think about is Ezekiel. The torque, the sunglasses, the big Z necklace. He committed suicide. He killed himself. Because of me.
And now I'm sobbing, tears rolling down my eyes. How could I be so selfish, so shallow? He had no friends, nobody liked him. And he still tried to be friends with me! And what did I do? I ignored him, pushed him aside for somebody better! If I had at least talked to him… called him after the show… It's my fault.
"Bridgette, what happened? Is something wrong with your dad? You're Mom?" Geoff's concerned voice breaks me out of my dark thoughts. I look up at his worried face, and all I can see is the laughing boy who pushed him away from me.
"Geoff… He's dead! He killed himself!" I shout, and I have to bury my face into his chest. I never thought about him… and now he'll never breathe, never see, never hear again. But what's even worse is the fact that he felt so miserable, so sad, that he felt that he had to do it. And if you feel that bad… than maybe dying is easier.
"Is it your dad?" Geoff asks, his voice rising to the point of shrieking. I shake my head, and I say one word, and as I say it I feel like I'm killing him all over again. "Ezekiel".
Geoff looks shocked for a moment, and then in a low voice says, "Homeschool? He killed himself?" He looks deeply disturbed, and then flops down on the couch besides me. "I never thought…" He whispers as I curl up against him.
"I don't think anybody thought of him." I say, the tears gone but the sorrow still welled up in my chest.
"Do you think the others know?" He asks, and I am forced to look at the list on the fridge. The list that they handed out at the end of the third season, listing all of the names and numbers of everyone on the cast, even Chris. I heard that a lot of the boys had been prank calling him.
"I think… I think Courtney's going to call a lot of people, and then their going to call other people…" I state, still looking at the list. Because there is one name that catches my eyes. One three letter word that still sends shivers down my spine.
Eva. Geoff catches me looking at the name, and he winces. "You're not going to call her are you?" He asks, and I'm surprised and angry at the shock in his voice.
"Why not? You think anybody else is going to tell her? God, she's probably like Ezekiel! Nobody calling her, no friends! Why shouldn't she just off herself next?" I can't keep the bitterness out of my voice, and Geoff looks shocked.
"Bridge… I didn't mean… That's not…" He's stuttering, and it's that combined with the fact that he does look regretful that I decide to forgive him.
"It's fine…" I'm still sounding harsh, so I make my tone lighter. "I'm scared of her to, but I think it's high time that we all stop carrying past grudges. And the one she had against Ezekiel was a huge one."
Geoff doesn't say anything as I step up to my phone, and start to dial the erratic number. I have time to briefly hope that I dialed it wrong when a very rough, very tough, and very familiar voice answers with a, "What?"
I gulp, and take a firm stance. "Eva…. This is Bridgette. Ezekiel's dead."
Oh man, this one sucked, didn't it? Really sorry that this was so OOC, I've re-written this chapter several times and I can never get it right. I just cannot write well for Bridgette!
So sorry if I got some of your guy's hopes up. But next chapter will make up for it. I LOVE writing for Eva! And I need some of your guy's opinions… should I stop it after Eva? Nobody else really had anything to do with Ezekiel. Maybe a Katie/Sadie chapter would be funny…
