Author's Note : First let me apoligize for the crappy chapter yesterday. Honestly I don't know what was going through my head when I wrote it. Also, I know Vaughn is a little OOC but I will try to explain why in this chapter. I was reading a story by HarvestMoonLuv ( If you haven't checked her out go and do it know! ) and I realised I never put a disclaimer! *Gasp!* So here we go...

Disclaimer : I do not own Harvest Moon. If I did, because I would be so rich, I would make a robot Vaughn and Skye.

Chapter 4

Vaughn's P.O.V.

Dinner was okay. One annoying aspect was Julia and Elliot just stared at each other for the whole meal.

I can add another girl to the 'who-might-visit-while-Chelsea-is-staying-here' list. She hit off quite well with Natalie. Yay. Julia, Chelsea, Lanna and Natalie... *Shudder*.

Speaking of Chelsea she looked kinda off through the whole meal. Sure she was enjoing herself, but when it was silent she stared off into space and generally looked disturbed.

I actually don't know why I was so worried. I mean, I don't really care for most people other than myself.

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After dinner I went up to my room. I just lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling. No one would miss me down stairs anyway. Taro had gone home cause he's an old man. Felicia was gossiping to Mirabelle. Julia and Elliot were staring at each other and Chelsea and Natalie were talking away. Eh. I was used to it.

After about 20 minutes I heard a small knock on my door. Everyone was probably going home and Mirabelle wanted me to come down and say goodbye.

So I was surprised when Chelsea popped her head around the door. I was also slightly embarrased because I was only wearing tracksuit bottoms with no shirt on...

Chelsea went red before asking "Is this a bad time?"

"No. Just tell Mirabelle I'm not coming down" I answered, knowing she was up here on behalf of Mirabelle.

Chelsea looked confused and than realised what I was on about.

"Oh! Oh, no, everyone is still downstairs! I came because I wanted to talk to you about something."

I was confused for a moment. Why would she want to talk to me? Then I remembered that stupid promise that I unintentionally made.

"It's okay if you don't want to..." Chelsea said, still pretty red.

I was about to tell her to buzz off but for some reason, I wanted to talk to her. It was like I could reason with her. If I told her my troubled past, she wouldn't just nod and say 'I understand' when she didn't. Maybe that's why I was being so nice to her.

"Nah, you're fine. Come in." I said.

She came in and gingerly sat down on the bed.

"Um... Ok, so the reason I moved here was because..."

She told me why she moved. I swear, I was so angry afterwards. And I don't know why. I had only met her 6 hours ago!

Her parents were complete assholes. They were on drugs, drank all the time and didn't pay any attention to Chelsea at all. Then they expected her to clean them up and swore at her non-stop. When she swore back they kicked her out of the apartment for a week to try to 'teach her a lesson.' When she go back, the house would smell of wine and vomit.

That wasn't all though. Her 'boyfriend' was an abusive fuckhead. Whenever she got kicked out of her own house, she would seek refuge at his. However he would be no better than her parents. He would come home drunk then slap the hell out of her. He even stabbed her once. He also swore at her. She never swore back though. She had no other friends or relatives. She couldn't go to secondary/high school. Her life was a living hell.

She never did anything though. She couldn't break up with her 'boyfriend'. She knew he had a gun somewhere in his house and wouldn't be afraid to use it.

After she finished telling me all of this her eyes were red from crying.

"S-sorry..." she said sniffing.

"Don't apoligize. You have every right to cry." I said wiping her eyes.

"Sniff... A-anyway, the reason I'm telling you this is because..." She stopped to wipe her nose. "Before dinner, I-I got a t-text..."

She pulled out her mobile phone. It looked like it cost a fiver.

"I-it's from Dereck... My b-boyfriend..."

She showed me.

You're doomed. I know where you are. You thought you could escape? I'll drag you back if it's the last thing I do.

Dereck

My face wen red with rage. This asshole thought he could make Chelsea's life shit, then, when she gets away, he could drag her back? Hell no!

"That motherfucker! No way is he going anywhere near you, Chelsea! I'll fucking kill him if he even looks at you!"

Chelsea looked shocked at my sudden outburst. She managed a small smile.

"T-thanks, Vaughn... That means a lot..."

She then flung herself into my arms and hugged me. I was so confused but I hugged her back. She had a nice smell. She smelt like coffee and perfume. I just sat there and stroked her hair while breathing in her smell. Chelsea sobbed silently into my chest.

We sat there for a few minutes. Just in that position. I didn't want it to end. But it had to. Chelsea finally let go.

"I-I have to go... I want to say goodbye to Natalie before she leaves."

I nodded.

Chelsea was about to leave when the devil, herself, showed up.

"Vaughn, Mam wants you to come down to..."

She then saw Chelsea. Shit. Well, there goes my social life... I don't have one?... Fine! There goes my life with Julia. I'll never hear the end of this.

"Ooohhh... Did I interupt something?" Julia had a mischievous look on her face.

Chelsea went red before answering. "No. I was just leaving." She pushed past Julia.

Julia turned to look at me. I just shrugged and got under the covers of the bed.

Julia sighed. "Fine, I'll tell Mam you've gone to bed. You'll never hear the end of this though!" She winked at me before leaving. Already knew that, Julia. Already knew that.

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Next morning, I went downstairs to find Chelsea in high spirits, prancing around, making breakfast.

"Oh, mornin' Vaughn!" She skipped over to the table and pointed at the porridge and coffee layed on the table.

I was a little surprised at her knowing my favourite food.

"H-how did you know I liked porridge?" I asked blushing.

"O-oh..." She went red. "U-um... You and your room smelt like porridge so I just assumed..."

"T-thanks..."

I sat down and began eating. It was delicious.

"Hey, Vaughn?" Chelsea suddenly said.

"Yeah?" I spluttered out. My mouth was full with porridge. Chelsea giggled as I drank the coffee to try wash the porridge out of my throat.

"Mirabelle told me some great news."

"What?"

"My house will be ready by this afternoon! I can start the farm!" She jumped up and down around the kitchen, giggling and doing a little victory dance.

And there we go! Oh god this took me ages. My little brother and sister kept distracting me. Chelsea and Vaughn have become pretty all-right friends now so... Yeah! Hope this makes up for the chapter yesterday! Please review :)