(Fiona's POV)
As I was walking towards the glass front doors of the school, hoping to sit outside and enjoy the sun for a few minutes, I saw a boy, and on an instant I recognized him.
I froze.
He looked up; directly at me.
No.
This couldn't be happening; Bobby couldn't be here.
I quickly turned and ran. Ran anywhere; I needed to get away.
Then I saw Adam. I ran to him; dropping my books everywhere as I threw my arms around him.
"Oh Adam." I sobbed.
I wouldn't let go; couldn't let go. It was as if Adam was my life preserver and I was lost in the middle of the ocean, any second I could sink under the cold waves.
"Fiona," Adam cooed. "What's wrong?" His voice seemed so distant.
"Hey!" Bobby's angry voice rung though my ears, I clutched Adam tighter. "Let her go; I need to talk to her." I felt Bobby grab my arm.
"No!" I whispered, frantic.
Adam turned around, positioning himself between Bobby and me, and then turning back around, so I was behind him. I seized his shoulders; if I let go, who knew what would happen.
"Clearly she doesn't want to talk to you." Adam exclaimed angrily, pissed that Bobby had upset me so much.
"Well, it's none of your business." Bobby said, reached out to grab hold of my arm.
But Adam swiped his hand away, "Don't you dare touch her." he growled.
It looked as if Bobby was about to punch Adam in the face when Holly J, who was down the hall, noticed what was happening and ran to my aid.
"Hey! Stop it!" she said, stepping between Adam and Bobby, pushing them away from each other.
I realized this was my chance so, reluctantly, I released Adam and ran; ran outside to my car. I needed to go home.
…
"I'm sorry Fi. I had decided to come here for a visit, and Bobby wanted to come. I said OK, but I didn't think he would try to find you." Declan explained, sitting on the couch next to my mother.
"So you two are friends now?" I asked. I couldn't believe Declan would do such a thing. I placed my head in my hands.
"He's changed Fi, I swear. Or at least I thought he had…" he said, trying to defend himself, and Bobby. But I was sick of it, everyone making up excuses for their own mistakes.
"Don't Declan, just don't." I said standing up. I couldn't be here; I couldn't deal with this.
I walked out of the apartment, to my car and drove down the street to the local convenience store.
…
(Adams POV)
I was sitting on my bed staring at the ceiling, music blasting, when I just happened to look out the window and see a car sitting outside my house; Fiona's car to be exact. I turned off the radio, and made my way down the stairs.
As I opened the front door, I saw Fiona sitting on the steps, a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream sitting on her lap, a bottle of hot fudge laying on the step next to her, it oozing out onto the stone, and a container of sprinkles next to that.
Once she noticed me, she patted the step next to her, indicating for me to sit. As I did, she pulled two spoons out of a plastic bag on her other side, handing one to me.
"I'm—," I started, wanting to know what had happened earlier that day. But Fiona simply lifted one finger to my lips, shushing me.
So for the next few minutes, we sat in silence, eating mint chocolate chip ice cream on the steps of my house.
"I think its time I came clean about a few things." she said breaking the silence.
"When I was in New York, my mom set me and Bobby up; we were the perfect golden couple. Everything had gone smoothly for a while. Occasionally he would roughly grab me, or tell me what to do, but I figured everything was fine. But then one day, he wanted to make out, but I wasn't in the mood. I told him but he didn't listen, so he pushed me down on the couch. I slapped him, which made him angry. So he hit me. That was just the start, unfortunately; he threatened me, even pulled me down the stairs once. I told Declan, at first he didn't believe me, but when I showed him the bruises on my leg from when I was pulled down the stairs he did. So I came back to Degrassi because I couldn't deal with being at Vanderbilt anymore. I had gotten over what happened, well enough to live normally without stressing 24/7, but when I saw Bobby today, I just broke down." she explained, tears slowly ran down her face.
I couldn't speak, a whirlwind of emotions swirling though me. I couldn't believe some one could possibly do that to Fiona; to another human being in general.
Without words, I leaned over and simply gave her a hug.
"I'm so sorry you had to go thought that," I whispered.
At that point I knew I should tell Fiona the truth; the truth about me and who I used to be. But I couldn't bring myself to tell her; I couldn't bring myself to form the words and say them out loud.
"You are the sweetest, nicest, most caring guy I have ever met." Fiona said to me, breaking out of our hug, looking me straight in the eyes.
I blushed and looked down, but Fiona reached out and cupped my face in her hand and kissed me tenderly. At first I didn't kiss her back, because I was so shocked but then when I realized what was happening, I kissed her back; our mouths moving in unison, sparks sending blissful shocks all through my body. We sat there on my front step kissing for what seemed like forever; all the while my heart swelling with happiness.
…
Once Fiona had left, I made my way back inside, a big goofy smiled plastered on my face.
I walked up the stairs in a zombie-like state.
"Hey bro," Drew smirked, coming out into the hall.
"Hey…" I replied suspicious.
"Nice catch. Was that your new girlfriend?"
My eyes grew wide, "What?"
"The one you were swapping spit with a few minutes ago?"
"How do you—,"
"Dude, it's called a window." Drew smiled disappearing back into his room.
