1. First I'd like to thank all the Faculty fans (Dawnie-7, LovinJoshHartnett, signs fan, Entmoot, and whoever else)*gives out dvds of the Faculty* and all the haters *hands out dvds of Darkness Falls(which sux!)* for being with me.
2. Next I'd like to apologize for taking so long! I do have a life! But I am appreciative!
3. Third - there seems to be a controversy over Zeke's last name. It's one of two last names given to me - Tyler and Wells. I've researched it extremely thoroughly(as best I could as a matter of fact) and all I could find what that, when he is mentioned on the cast list he DOES NOT HAVE A LAST NAME! How stupid is that? Everyone else has a fucking last name (Conner, Rosado, Mitchell, Proffitt and Hutchinson)! Another thing - for Dawnie-7 - when I researched it all the last names he had ( that I occasionally came across) were Tyler so please don't be mad at me for keeping it at Tyler alright? I like Wells just as much as Tyler but I'm not going to repost the entire story. Onto chapter 6!
Casey's/In/Trouble(or/Val/Loses/Zeke)
Zeke closed the door and turned towards the stairs. He walked towards them but instead of going up them he went out to the living room. He needed to think-about everything that had happened.
Val coming to Herrington.
Her mother's death and her running away.
Her father's abusive relationship with her.
Stokely and Val seeing the movie about aliens.
Val throwing up blood.
Val acting off.
"Fuck!" he swore. Nothing added up. It was all shit-very off shit but shit regardless. He laid there in the dark wondering until he drifted off to sleep.
"Zeke! Wake up-we're late!"
"For what?" he asked, rubbing his eyes in confusion.
"School, dingus! Get up! Come on!" Val said angrily.
Somehow, even with Zeke as he was, they made it to school on time. Zeke, however, was still half asleep. 'It's amazing I didn't wreck the car.' he thought to himself as he walked into his next class. This occured to him in sixth period. School passed by him quickly and, before he knew it, they were at home again. Zeke ruffled through the mail and frowned suddenly.
"What?"
"It's a letter."
"Oh really? Maybe it's one of those mail things?" Val said sarcastically.
"Val?"
"What?" "Don't start. It's from my parents." Zeke said, his brow furrowing. "They want me to come visit them."
"Oh. So go."
"No."
"Why not?"
"A-I hate them, B-They're in Cambodia and C-You'd be alone without protection."
"Zeke-humor them. They're your parents for Christ's sake." she said, sitting on his lap abruptly.
"But-"
"If you don't I'll break up with you. How's that versus your noble honor?"
"Val-"
"Do it Zeke."
"N-"
"Zeke!" she said angrily, standing up. She looked at him like a child who'd done something naughty and he felt like it.
"Fine. I'll go." he said, grudgingly and Val sat back on his lap.
"Thank you." she said triumphantly.
"You're welcome." he said, leaning up and kissing her.
Zeke ran into Val's room as a shriek pierced the night.
"Val." he said, grabbing her waving arms, trying to calm her. "Val! Wake up!"
"Zeke! You're alive! Oh thank god!" Val said, wrapping him in a hug.
"Why wouldn't I be alive?" he asked, pulling away.
"I dreamed you got shot by someone-some girl I've never seen-and died in my arms. Then...then..."
"Then what?"
"Then I blacked out and when I woke up everyone was dead. Stan and Stokely and Casey and us. I was so scared Zeke-I thought you were actually dead. I was so scared." she cried into his chest.
"That's it-I'm not going." he said, stroking her hair.
"Yes you are! You promised me!" val said pulling away.
"Val-this is the third fucking time this week you've had a nightmare like this! I'm not going!" he spat. Val pushed him away and got out of bed. She flicked the light on and began gathering various belongings of hers and stuffing them in a bag.
"Val-what are you doing?"
"I'm going to Casey's-obviously I'm not wanted here." she spat, putting her clothes and shoes on.
"Val-don't do this."
She walked out the door and into the hall. Zeke ran after her and caught her putting her jacket on.
"Please." he begged.
"Say you'll go."
"I...can't."
"No." she said, grabbing her bag and heading towards the door. Zeke grabbed her shoulder, spun her around and slammed her against the door angrily.
"I'm not going to see my fucking parents who don't give a fucking shit about me five hundred miles away from you! Now get it through your fucking head that I'm not going!" he yelled. Suddenly, he realized what he was doing and dropped his hands to his sides in shock.
"I-I'm-" he stuttered, looking at Val's terrified face.
"You're fucking crazy Zeke." she whispered shakily.
"I didn't mean to." he said.
"That doesn't cut it Zeke. I'm leaving." she said, turning and opening the door. She walked quickly out the door and down the street. Zeke ran outside to the street and watched her retreating form grow smaller and smaller.
"FUCK!" he yelled to the night "I'm such a FUCKING idiot!"
Val heard Zeke curse at himself as she walked to Casey's house, two miles away. Halfway there, tears began to run down her face as she realised what she'd just done.
"It's not your fucking fault he's a fucking bastard." she told herself. "Why did you fucking pick up with him anyway if he's such a bastard?"
In her heart she knew the answer-she loved him. In all reality she loved him because he was the only guy who didn't try to get her in bed, rape her and or mistreat her. The only one-all the other guys she'd met were jerkoffs who lusted after her body and din't know how to control it. Zeke probably did too but at least he could curb it and he respected her wishes. She looked up at the Conner residence and tried to remember which window was Casey's. She scaled the porch easily and got to the roof, where she slipped and just caught herself. She crawled up to Casey's window and opened it quietly, dropping her bag inside and crawling through the narrow space. She straightened up and fixed her clothes.
"Casey." she hissed. "Casey!"
He appeared out of nowhere, baseball bat in hand. Val slapped a hand over her mouth to prevent herself from screaming at his sudden appearence and hissed angrily "Give me a heart attack, dickhead!"
He lowered the bat and asked "Why did you just climb in my window?"
"I need somewhere to stay."
"Oh-why aren't you with Zeke?"
"Screw him. I just didn't want to disturb your parents."
"Okay-uh, come on." he said, leaving the room and leading her down the hall to the spare room. "You can stay in here. Bathroom's down the hall, towels are in the closet. I'll come wake you up when I get up, to get ready for school." he said.
"Okay." she said, dropping her bag on the floor and collapsing on the bed. Casey turned to leave when Val said "Casey?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
Casey smiled and said "No problem." before leaving and closing the door. Val lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling for the longest time until-
"Val! Val! Get up!"
"Go away Zeke!"
"Val-it's Casey. My alarm didn't go off and we're late! Now move!" he yelled dragging her from the bed. She fell to the floor and hit her head, groaning in pain. "You okay?"
"I'll be fine. Go away-I gotta get changed." she spat, getting up and shuffling through her bag. She was just pulling on her tank top when she heard Casey exclaim "Oh fuck! Val the bus just drove by!" She hurried downstairs and found Casey dialing the phone. "Who are you calling?" she mouthed at him. "Zeke." he mouthed back. She shook her head violently, before grabbing her bag and running out of the house as fast as she could.
"Val! Valerie! Stop!" Casey yelled, trying to catch up with her. She continued walking but slowed to let him catch up. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why don't you want me to call Zeke?" Casey asked, grabbing her by the arm.
"We had a disagreement last night-that's why I came over at three am-and I ran out on him. I don't want to see him at all unless I have to." she explained. Suddenly, a black and red striped car turned down the street. "Shit. I'm walking to school. If Zeke's driving, I'd rather be late." she said, turning and walking away.
"Val stop!"
"Casey-leave me alone."
"What the fuck happened?"
"Just fuck off!" she yelled "Don't you understand English?"
A horn honked and Casey watched as Val walked away quickly. Zeke pulled up beside him and Casey got in. "Hey Case-what's up?"
"What the fuck did you do?!" Casey spat at him.
"Jeez-why are you yelling at me?"
"I just wanna know what happened! I'm in the fucking dark here and I don't appreciate it!" Casey yelled as Zeke drove. Zeke lit a cigarette and puffed on it for a few moments.
"Fucking bitch left my fucking house. That's all there fucking is to it." Zeke spat, tossing his cigarette out the window angrily. Casey just shook his head and closed his eyes in sadness.
Val was getting books out of her locker for third period when Zeke leaned against the lockers. She jumped but continued to ignore him. "I'm sorry." he said. She slammed her locker shut and walked past him to her next class. "Val come on! I said I was fucking sorry!"
Val spun around in the empty hallway and glared at him. "Well that just isn't fucking good enough, Tyler. It just isn't fucking good enough." she spat and began walking again, the opposite way. She heard Zeke run after her and suddenly she was slammed against the lockers, dropping her books.
"It isn't fucking good enough? Well what is fucking good enough Valerie? Huh? What is FUCKING good enough for you? Do you wanna be raped by some jock who doesn't give a shit about you? Do you want that? Because I can make it happen by leaving you know." he said angrily, pushing her shoulders against the lockers as hard as possible in his anger.
She grimaced and said "It takes one to know one. Now let me go."
Zeke stared at her until she slapped him hard, causing him to stagger back. Val ran off in the opposite direction while he stood in shock at what she'd just said.
2. Next I'd like to apologize for taking so long! I do have a life! But I am appreciative!
3. Third - there seems to be a controversy over Zeke's last name. It's one of two last names given to me - Tyler and Wells. I've researched it extremely thoroughly(as best I could as a matter of fact) and all I could find what that, when he is mentioned on the cast list he DOES NOT HAVE A LAST NAME! How stupid is that? Everyone else has a fucking last name (Conner, Rosado, Mitchell, Proffitt and Hutchinson)! Another thing - for Dawnie-7 - when I researched it all the last names he had ( that I occasionally came across) were Tyler so please don't be mad at me for keeping it at Tyler alright? I like Wells just as much as Tyler but I'm not going to repost the entire story. Onto chapter 6!
Casey's/In/Trouble(or/Val/Loses/Zeke)
Zeke closed the door and turned towards the stairs. He walked towards them but instead of going up them he went out to the living room. He needed to think-about everything that had happened.
Val coming to Herrington.
Her mother's death and her running away.
Her father's abusive relationship with her.
Stokely and Val seeing the movie about aliens.
Val throwing up blood.
Val acting off.
"Fuck!" he swore. Nothing added up. It was all shit-very off shit but shit regardless. He laid there in the dark wondering until he drifted off to sleep.
"Zeke! Wake up-we're late!"
"For what?" he asked, rubbing his eyes in confusion.
"School, dingus! Get up! Come on!" Val said angrily.
Somehow, even with Zeke as he was, they made it to school on time. Zeke, however, was still half asleep. 'It's amazing I didn't wreck the car.' he thought to himself as he walked into his next class. This occured to him in sixth period. School passed by him quickly and, before he knew it, they were at home again. Zeke ruffled through the mail and frowned suddenly.
"What?"
"It's a letter."
"Oh really? Maybe it's one of those mail things?" Val said sarcastically.
"Val?"
"What?" "Don't start. It's from my parents." Zeke said, his brow furrowing. "They want me to come visit them."
"Oh. So go."
"No."
"Why not?"
"A-I hate them, B-They're in Cambodia and C-You'd be alone without protection."
"Zeke-humor them. They're your parents for Christ's sake." she said, sitting on his lap abruptly.
"But-"
"If you don't I'll break up with you. How's that versus your noble honor?"
"Val-"
"Do it Zeke."
"N-"
"Zeke!" she said angrily, standing up. She looked at him like a child who'd done something naughty and he felt like it.
"Fine. I'll go." he said, grudgingly and Val sat back on his lap.
"Thank you." she said triumphantly.
"You're welcome." he said, leaning up and kissing her.
Zeke ran into Val's room as a shriek pierced the night.
"Val." he said, grabbing her waving arms, trying to calm her. "Val! Wake up!"
"Zeke! You're alive! Oh thank god!" Val said, wrapping him in a hug.
"Why wouldn't I be alive?" he asked, pulling away.
"I dreamed you got shot by someone-some girl I've never seen-and died in my arms. Then...then..."
"Then what?"
"Then I blacked out and when I woke up everyone was dead. Stan and Stokely and Casey and us. I was so scared Zeke-I thought you were actually dead. I was so scared." she cried into his chest.
"That's it-I'm not going." he said, stroking her hair.
"Yes you are! You promised me!" val said pulling away.
"Val-this is the third fucking time this week you've had a nightmare like this! I'm not going!" he spat. Val pushed him away and got out of bed. She flicked the light on and began gathering various belongings of hers and stuffing them in a bag.
"Val-what are you doing?"
"I'm going to Casey's-obviously I'm not wanted here." she spat, putting her clothes and shoes on.
"Val-don't do this."
She walked out the door and into the hall. Zeke ran after her and caught her putting her jacket on.
"Please." he begged.
"Say you'll go."
"I...can't."
"No." she said, grabbing her bag and heading towards the door. Zeke grabbed her shoulder, spun her around and slammed her against the door angrily.
"I'm not going to see my fucking parents who don't give a fucking shit about me five hundred miles away from you! Now get it through your fucking head that I'm not going!" he yelled. Suddenly, he realized what he was doing and dropped his hands to his sides in shock.
"I-I'm-" he stuttered, looking at Val's terrified face.
"You're fucking crazy Zeke." she whispered shakily.
"I didn't mean to." he said.
"That doesn't cut it Zeke. I'm leaving." she said, turning and opening the door. She walked quickly out the door and down the street. Zeke ran outside to the street and watched her retreating form grow smaller and smaller.
"FUCK!" he yelled to the night "I'm such a FUCKING idiot!"
Val heard Zeke curse at himself as she walked to Casey's house, two miles away. Halfway there, tears began to run down her face as she realised what she'd just done.
"It's not your fucking fault he's a fucking bastard." she told herself. "Why did you fucking pick up with him anyway if he's such a bastard?"
In her heart she knew the answer-she loved him. In all reality she loved him because he was the only guy who didn't try to get her in bed, rape her and or mistreat her. The only one-all the other guys she'd met were jerkoffs who lusted after her body and din't know how to control it. Zeke probably did too but at least he could curb it and he respected her wishes. She looked up at the Conner residence and tried to remember which window was Casey's. She scaled the porch easily and got to the roof, where she slipped and just caught herself. She crawled up to Casey's window and opened it quietly, dropping her bag inside and crawling through the narrow space. She straightened up and fixed her clothes.
"Casey." she hissed. "Casey!"
He appeared out of nowhere, baseball bat in hand. Val slapped a hand over her mouth to prevent herself from screaming at his sudden appearence and hissed angrily "Give me a heart attack, dickhead!"
He lowered the bat and asked "Why did you just climb in my window?"
"I need somewhere to stay."
"Oh-why aren't you with Zeke?"
"Screw him. I just didn't want to disturb your parents."
"Okay-uh, come on." he said, leaving the room and leading her down the hall to the spare room. "You can stay in here. Bathroom's down the hall, towels are in the closet. I'll come wake you up when I get up, to get ready for school." he said.
"Okay." she said, dropping her bag on the floor and collapsing on the bed. Casey turned to leave when Val said "Casey?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
Casey smiled and said "No problem." before leaving and closing the door. Val lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling for the longest time until-
"Val! Val! Get up!"
"Go away Zeke!"
"Val-it's Casey. My alarm didn't go off and we're late! Now move!" he yelled dragging her from the bed. She fell to the floor and hit her head, groaning in pain. "You okay?"
"I'll be fine. Go away-I gotta get changed." she spat, getting up and shuffling through her bag. She was just pulling on her tank top when she heard Casey exclaim "Oh fuck! Val the bus just drove by!" She hurried downstairs and found Casey dialing the phone. "Who are you calling?" she mouthed at him. "Zeke." he mouthed back. She shook her head violently, before grabbing her bag and running out of the house as fast as she could.
"Val! Valerie! Stop!" Casey yelled, trying to catch up with her. She continued walking but slowed to let him catch up. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why don't you want me to call Zeke?" Casey asked, grabbing her by the arm.
"We had a disagreement last night-that's why I came over at three am-and I ran out on him. I don't want to see him at all unless I have to." she explained. Suddenly, a black and red striped car turned down the street. "Shit. I'm walking to school. If Zeke's driving, I'd rather be late." she said, turning and walking away.
"Val stop!"
"Casey-leave me alone."
"What the fuck happened?"
"Just fuck off!" she yelled "Don't you understand English?"
A horn honked and Casey watched as Val walked away quickly. Zeke pulled up beside him and Casey got in. "Hey Case-what's up?"
"What the fuck did you do?!" Casey spat at him.
"Jeez-why are you yelling at me?"
"I just wanna know what happened! I'm in the fucking dark here and I don't appreciate it!" Casey yelled as Zeke drove. Zeke lit a cigarette and puffed on it for a few moments.
"Fucking bitch left my fucking house. That's all there fucking is to it." Zeke spat, tossing his cigarette out the window angrily. Casey just shook his head and closed his eyes in sadness.
Val was getting books out of her locker for third period when Zeke leaned against the lockers. She jumped but continued to ignore him. "I'm sorry." he said. She slammed her locker shut and walked past him to her next class. "Val come on! I said I was fucking sorry!"
Val spun around in the empty hallway and glared at him. "Well that just isn't fucking good enough, Tyler. It just isn't fucking good enough." she spat and began walking again, the opposite way. She heard Zeke run after her and suddenly she was slammed against the lockers, dropping her books.
"It isn't fucking good enough? Well what is fucking good enough Valerie? Huh? What is FUCKING good enough for you? Do you wanna be raped by some jock who doesn't give a shit about you? Do you want that? Because I can make it happen by leaving you know." he said angrily, pushing her shoulders against the lockers as hard as possible in his anger.
She grimaced and said "It takes one to know one. Now let me go."
Zeke stared at her until she slapped him hard, causing him to stagger back. Val ran off in the opposite direction while he stood in shock at what she'd just said.