Hell-o! It's been a long time, I know, and I apologise profusely. However, I'm back with another chapter! It's a bit weak of Penny for what she does in this chapter, but I really wanted that out of the way so I could get on with some SHENNY! Btw I think I'll stick to Penny's POV for now- it's easier to write for her.
Please R&R!
Chapter 4 ~ The Waiting One.
Now how the quiet is release,
And I feel so lonely.
Penny POV
I felt awful when Amy came in to my apartment. There were tears in her eyes, her make-up smudged. I pulled her in and slammed the door.
"Amy? What happened?" She sniffed in sadness.
"I ended my relationship with Sheldon." My jaw dropped- I wasn't expecting that at all.
"What? Why? You were dressed up and looking fine. What did he do?" I exclaimed, gesturing to her clothes.
"He ignored all my advances, brushing me aside like I was a common street hobo. I am most displeased- so I ended it. He agreed to it, and we terminated the agreement." She said, as her voice hardened. My eyes widened at everything she was saying.
"Oh Amy, I'm sorry this is all my fault!" I rubbed her shoulders to comfort her, and she smiled at me.
"That's okay bestie- it's for the best. Now I can go find a man like Sheldon but sexually active, and more like Jacob from Twilight." She swooned. I giggled at her inner-teenager.
"I know what you need! Lots and lots of alcohol." I ran over to the wine cabinet and grabbed the first bottle I saw. I cheered loudly as I saw it was almost full. She smiled at the bottle and I grabbed two glasses from the sink. They smelt clean, so I filled them up and handed Amy one. We clinked them.
"Here's to being free." I toasted. She muttered the same, and together we downed our drinks. Amy winced as she swallowed, but silently outstretched the glass for more. I nodded at her in approval before filling her up. Fairly soon enough, Amy was totally wasted. I hadn't even drunk two whole glasses- I was too distracted. I called Leonard from my own apartment, too pissed off to see him myself.
"Leonard, Amy needs taking home. You can friggin' do it." I didn't waste time greeting him.
"Why doesn't Sheldon do it? He's her boyfriend, not me."
"Sheldon didn't tell you? Or did you just not listen again? Amy broke up with Sheldon." I sneered.
"I still don't get why I should do it." I was shocked- did he not care about Sheldon at all? He didn't even hesitate!
"You'd better fucking do it Leonard. Or I will kick your ass seven ways to Sunday." I warned. I heard him gulp.
"Fine, I'll be there in a minute."
"No, you're not stepping one foot in my apartment. Amy's coming over to you." I hung up the phone and slammed it on the table. Amy hiccupped as she ogled me curiously.
"What?" I asked. I composed myself; realising Leonard had put me in a bad mood.
"Nothing- just watching my beautiful bestie. Your hair is golden in the light." She slurred. I rolled my eyes and escorted her from my apartment to Sheldon's. I knocked on the door, saw her in and rushed away before Leonard could see me. I shut my door on the rest of the world, and drunk my vodka to oblivion. I remembered Amy was due to go on a triple date thingy with Sheldon, and giggled as I realised that neither would go on the date, since they'd broken up. And I certainly couldn't go on the date thingy- I was too pissed. Before I passed out, a single thought crossed my mind.
Sheldon wouldn't have done this to me.
When I had woken up the next day, sober and completely hung-over, I reflected on what Amy had told me. My game plan wasn't really to break them up- they were in such a good place. I felt incredibly guilty as I remembered that I knew Sheldon would be totally put off by Amy dressed up with make up. I continued anyway, despite the fact I knew all along what the most likely outcome would be. I was jealous, mostly drunk and completely pissed for most of the plan. What do I do now? I asked myself silently, staring around the apartment. Another unexpected thought popped into my head. Maybe I should listen to what Leonard has to say. I've known him for so many years, almost six whole years in fact. He's not the kind of guy I usually date, and he's certainly not a jerk like the rest of them. There must be a justifiable reason for what he did- and he overlapped one day only. Troubled, I took some Alka-Seltzer and washed it down with some water. Bracing myself, I showered and dressed, grabbing the first compatible clothes I found scattered around my room.
"I need to let Sheldon clean again." I muttered. I left the apartment, thinking through what I needed to say. The day was Sunday and if I didn't get there quick enough, the boys would scatter for paintball. Nervously, I knocked on the door, to be greeted by Sheldon. I smiled.
"Hey Moonpie!" He smiled up until I said his nickname.
"No one calls me Moonpie but mee-maw!" He hissed. I smiled at him.
"Is Leonard around?" I weaved my hands together anxiously.
"He's gone to the store to pick up some herbal tea." He responded. I hoped he would ask me in- I secretly loved our conversations.
"Will he be back soon?" I asked, slightly hinting. He stared blankly at me, which was a sign his brain was processing the possible outcomes about each response he formulated to my question. I laughed quietly to myself about how scientific I sounded in my mind.
"Well, by my calculations…" Panicking, I cut him off. When he began lecturing, he didn't stop.
"No, it's okay. I'll assume he'll be back soon." I turned to leave, biting back the slight disappointment I felt.
"Would you like to come in?" He offered, and a smile lit up my face.
"Oh yes please!" I said, jogging through his door. He shut the door behind him and took his place in his spot. I sat closer to him than usual, I realised. I didn't dare move in case I brought attention to myself and the fact I was close. I was surprised he hadn't noticed. I peered at him suspiciously. He turned to look at me. I blushed when I noticed this and quickly turned away. I lost my cool! My mind yelled.
"Listen, I'm sorry to hear about Amy. How're you feeling about it?" He looked confused as he answered me.
"I do not understand- how am I feeling about what?"
"You and Amy no longer being Shamy." I explained.
"I feel nothing. We both agreed it wasn't going to be beneficial to anything or anyone. I feel nothing about everything." He replied, shrugging and looking at his hands. I narrowed my eyes at him- he was concealing something. Could Sheldon be feeling an emotion? About the break-up? My heart pounded as I thought maybe he wasn't as emotionless about the situation as he led her to believe.
"Sheldon, are you hiding something from me?" He looked up, and I could tell he was hiding something.
"No…" He said unconvincingly.
"Are you sure?" I asked, my tone victorious.
"Fine. I'm sad." My face crumpled in sadness for him.
"Oh sweetie, I'm here for you-" He shot me a dirty look which stopped me in my tracks.
"No. You cannot bring it back." I was surprised by how emotional he was getting. I was so shocked I almost moved to hug him.
"I want it back." He whimpered. I twitched forward, and stopped. Should someone refer to a relationship as an 'it' as much as he did?
"Want what back?" I asked cautiously.
"My batman cookie jar. I dropped it on the floor and it broke." My jaw dropped- I had thought for an honest moment Sheldon was being… human.
"Sheldon! I meant with Amy! You're getting all sentimental over a freakin' cookie jar?" I exclaimed, standing up. He looked completely surprised at my outburst. I was tempted to thwack him if Leonard had not opened the apartment and walked in. He squinted at me in anxiety.
"Hey." He mumbled. Sheldon nodded at Leonard, and I turned to face him. I composed myself and spoke.
"Leonard- I think we need to talk." I breathed. His eyes widened before he nodded eagerly.
"Sure. Do you want to come in to my room?" I didn't want to really, but I wasn't ready to let Leonard in to my apartment yet either. A rock and a hard place.
"Umm… yeah." I nodded, before leading the way as usual. He closed the door and I sat down on the bed, arms folded.
"Okay Leonard- I've had time to think. And now I've thought about it- you're not the kind of guy that would be the jerk I wanted to set myself apart from… boyfriend-wise. You would never do something like this to me in your right mind- I've known you so long. So please tell me your side of the story- I want to… go back to how we were." I began. He sighed and explained.
"After we broke up, I went to Leslie Winkle. She pitied me as usual, and we sort of had a fling. I told her that it would never be anything serious, and she agreed with me yet we still continued. When you suggested we try to make it work again, it was too good an opportunity to waste. So I started dating you again, trying to find away to let Leslie down easy. She's pretty terrifying when you upset her." He shrugged. I sighed in relief as I realised Leonard wasn't the bad guy. I had heard stories of Leslie before- she sounded notorious to say the least.
"Leonard, how long did this… overlap run?"
"Well… it's obvious." His eyes darted shiftily. I scowled at him, before continuing.
"So you only overlapped for like a day and a half, right?" He nodded. I pondered what to do for a moment, before enveloping him in a tentative hug.
"Leonard… I know what you did was an accident. You're easily intimidated by women. I… forgive you." I whispered in his ear. He hugged me back, sighing in relief and happiness.
"So we can go back to being friends?"
"Yeah. But nothing more- I think that ship's sailed sweetie." I said, quite sadly. That is another chapter in my life over. He didn't answer. I rubbed his shoulder and walked out of the door, feeling lighter. Sheldon was still in his spot, staring at me.
"Have you resumed your relationship with Leonard?" He asked, his eyes never leaving the television screen.
"No. We both agree that it's time we stopped trying. We're just gonna leave it as friends." He blinked in- I think- acknowledgement and said no more. I left the apartment, only to hear Sheldon call me.
"Penny, wait!" I turned back around to see him at the door. His eyes were wide, but his lips remained mashed in a tight line.
"What?" I tried not to sound exasperated, but I wasn't feeling great, emotionally and physically.
"I am… glad you are okay." He struggled to say. My face softened at his words.
"You mean that?" I asked softly. I knew I'd pushed it because he looked at me and his face remained blank.
"I suppose. The last thing I wish to endure is you moping about my place like a sad-sack and eating all our food. You do that when menstruating- you'd just be worse with this Leonard situation." He admitted before closing the door in my face. If he had said that to me five years ago, I would've been hurt- deeply. However, now it merely stung lightly. It was in Sheldon's nature, and some things never change.
Okay... so a bit sentimental for Penny, perhaps? Drop me a review and let me know what you think ^.^
There will be cute moments, angsty moments, romantic moments and completely mopy moments in this fic (I plan anyway). I'll try and update ASAP. :)
See you soon! .
