It's Only Time
By Spark'd


Do What You Want - Chapter Three

I was completely rattled by what had just happened.

I couldn't believe what Sara had done.

I quietly closed the door and placed my keys on the table, I then tiptoed upstairs and walked into my room. "Josh?" I whispered, "Josh? Are you asleep?" I asked as I flicked on the lights.

"Not anymore." He yawned, grabbing his pillow and smothering his face in it. "Drake go to sleep, I'm tired." He pulled the pillow away from his face and looked over at me.

"God, you look terrible." I winced at his appearance. His nose looked like it belonged to Rudolph, his hair shot up in every direction, his bed was covered in Kleenex, and his eyes were bloodshot. That last one might have been my fault but I didn't care at the moment.

"Thanks Drake, thanks." He sniffed, rolling his eyes and sitting up in his bed.

"I need to ask you something..." I said, taking a three large steps to get at his bedside before I sat down on one of the only areas without snot-drenched Kleenex.

"Miss Nancy is here to help." He said, flashing me a goofy grin.

I looked at him, shocked. I didn't know whether I should be disgusted or ashamed. "Miss Nancy? I haven't heard you say that name in a while." I said, looking away. After a few seconds in silence I turned back to him. "Okay, Nancy. I have this friend who went on a double date with his best friend. His best friend is totally crazy over this girl, Sara and on the drive home, since I had to drive them home because Alex's car had slashed tires, Sara kissed me! What should I-- I mean, my friend do?" I asked, unaware at the moment of how messed up my story was.

He sniffled again and wiped some dripping snot from his nose, I cringed in disgust. "Why would you kiss Alex's girlfriend?" He asked, drinking a glass of orange juice that had just randomly appeared. I didn't know where it came from, but it had probably been sitting on his bedside table and I just never noticed it.

"I didn't mean to! We were sitting in the car and she just started kissing me and saying how it would be bad if I told Ale-- How did you know it was me?" I asked, eyes narrowed.

Josh raised a brow and placed his hands on his hips, "Miss Nancy knows everything."

I groaned, "Josh... Just stop, please." I said, holding my head in my hands with a sigh. "But, what should I do? I don't want Alex to get mad at me, but I don't want Sara to cheat on him with me."

Josh took in a deep breath and I could hear him wheeze, "If you keep letting her cheat on him with you, he'll eventually find out and accuse you of stealing her from him," he sniffled, "But if you tell him what she's doing, he might not believe you and accuse you of trying to break them up..." He tsked, "What a tangled web you have weaved, o' brother, o' dear."

I raised my head from my hands and looked at him, "Josh... Please. Just... No." I said with a sigh, upset that he was right. It was a loose/loose situation. Either path I chose I'd be forced with an angry Alex, I didn't know what to do.

"Sleep on it, maybe you'll think of something." He suggested, patting my arm.

I pulled away, not wanting to catch his cold, or flu, or whatever he had. "Yeah, that's the only place I'll be able to think up a solution... In my dreams." I sighed and got up and stumbled towards my bed, I flopped onto it and closed my eyes, not bothering to change.

"Uh... Light, Drake?" Josh asked, sniffling.

"Thanks for offering Josh, I can always count on you." I yawned and hugged my bedsheets, deciding to shut off my brain for the night.

"That's not what I-- Oh, never mind." Josh gave a sigh and I heard him get up. I fell asleep before the lights turned off.

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"You kissed her? You kissed my girlfriend?" Alex yelled at me, he seemed taller than usual, but I might have just been cowering.

"I'm really sorr--" He cut me off and I winced as he prepared to hit me, I felt like an abused girlfriend, powerless against the stronger boy.

"How can you accidentally kiss someone? You can't just fall onto a girl's lips, Drake! Why would you do that, I like her! I thought you were my friend."

Those words stung worse than anything he could've hit me with. I thought you were my friend. The words repeated in my head, they throbbed, struggling to escape. "I am you friend, Alex." I squeaked, holding my head as the words continued to bash at my skull. I thought you were my friend.

"Friends don't steal friends girlfriends." He spat, turning around angrily.

"Alex, please." I whimpered, unable to follow him as the words continued to haunt me. I THOUGHT you were my friend. "Come back, I didn't..." I thought YOU were my friend. "I wouldn't do that to you, Alex..." I thought you WERE my friend. "Alex..." I was crying now, the tears streamed from my eyes as my best friend stormed off, yelling angrily at the people in his path. I thought you were MY friend. "You're more important to me than a girl." I called, but he didn't respond. I thought you were my FRIEND. After I left the kids around started to blame me, and I just kept crying... I had never cried like that since I was little.

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That dream had me really freaked out. I had avoided Alex all weekend, and I got Josh to drive me to school on Monday. Of course I felt bad for avoiding my best friend, but anyone would in my situation. Well, maybe.

I hid in the bathroom until the bell rang, and I basically ran to my Wood Shop class, thankfully Alex wasn't in there with me. I slumped in my chair and held my head in my hands, I didn't know what to do in the situation, really.

"Man, you look upset. What's wrong?" I looked up, it was one of the girls I considered for a date, one from Alex's old school. Her name was Dawn. "Are you sick? I heard your brother was." She sat on the chair across from me and I gave her a small smile.

"Hey Dawn, it's nothing really... I just feel bad." I said, being shockingly honest, I wouldn't have normally said that but something about her made me spill.

"Really?" She asked, leaning forward, interested in what I had to say. "What happened?"

I took in a deep breath, maybe she could help me. "Well..."


A/N: Sorry about this one, I'm not really happy with this chapter. I started it right after I posted the last chapter so I had a burst of creativity, then I had to go to sleep and I lost it all when I tried to continue. Sorry about the cliffy-ish, I didn't want the chapter to be super-long or to end with the dream. 8P Really sorry!

Hollywoodwalkof-fame: Eek, I'm jealous! I don't have the CD yet but I'll be getting it, either for Christmas or soon after. I've been dying to have it. That is pretty weird though... Oh well, great minds think alike!

Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this story is made-up characters: Alex Vander, Sara Johnson, Tara Davids, Dawn Matthews and the plot.