Drama At the Ball (2)- Confessions
A/N: On with the next part! :D Please review guys!
Disclaimer: I don't own 'The Thriller', 'Shake it', 'The Reason', 'Far Away' or the harvest moon characters. The last couple paragraphs in Mark's POV were submitted by my awesome editor Tony, so you can thank him for the flashback Mark had! I thought I'd add it in!
Sabrina's POV
Even though it wasn't him it was still nice. We were friends after all but nothing more. Chelsea and him were meant to be together, he did like her, why couldn't she like him? With her out of the way then Vaughn would be mine for the taking.
I shook my head slightly in attempt to rid the thoughts. 'Bad Rina, Bad!' I thought to myself. Even though I didn't want to think like that, I normally did. At the current moment Mark and I were dancing together to the all too familiar tune of 'Love Story.' It was a great song with plenty of meaning behind it, but I wished that I could be dancing with Vaughn to this song. Currently, he was with Chelsea, across the dance floor and the two seemed pretty close. They wouldn't break the other's gaze and even though not a word was exchanged out loud, you could see them speaking with their eyes. When had they become so close? Why couldn't Vaughn and I be like that? My stomach twisted into another knot of jealousy- sadly, I had become accustomed to the feeling. Chelsea and Vaughn shared some sort of relationship that they didn't even realize…everyone else did though; it was only a matter of time.
"You okay Rina?" Mark's voice sounded, dripping with sincere concern. I looked up at him, his emerald eyes surprisingly making me blush. He was concerned about me?
"Y, yes I'm fine, why do you ask?" I questioned as we continued to dance together, enjoying the song.
"It's just…you seem sort of out of it." Mark said as his face was now filled with anxiety. As if understand why I had been that out of it, he turned to look at Chelsea and Vaughn who were now extremely close, Chelsea's head resting lightly on Vaughn's shoulder, his head gently atop hers. "Oh…" He said upon seeing the couple. "I get it, you like Vaughn right?" If it hadn't been for the fact that Mark was still dancing then I would've stopped completely right then and there. My cheeks burned crimson as I attempted to stammer out an answer, but to no avail. "It's okay, you don't have to hide it Rina! We're friends." Mark said, like it would make all the difference. "And you already know I like Chelsea…" He added in the last part, a light hue of pink arising on his cheeks.
Somehow I managed to smile, feeling slightly more relieved that I wasn't the only one upset about seeing the two like that. "I don't stand a chance though…" I stated, dropping my gaze. It was true though; I didn't stand a chance with Vaughn. We would talk once in a blue moon, though when we did they were normally good talks. Ever since winter started though, he and I haven't had much chance to speak, because so much has happened with Chelsea. Thus, another reason to be jealous of my friend. I'm such a horrible person! Chelsea's my best friend and yet, I envy her.
"Don't be like that!" Mark whispered loudly to me so others dancing around us wouldn't over hear our conversation. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with confusion. How could he be so sure all the time? "You don't know until you try right? The night's not over yet, who knows what'll happen." He finished, a grin across his lips as he winked.
A small giggled escape my lips. One thing I liked about being around Mark was that he could cheer me up in an instant. Was the guy ever pessimistic at all? Was there anything that could discourage him? "I'd need a plan though…" I said as he spun me then brought me back in to continue dancing across the dance floor, the music floating around us.
"What sort of plan?" Mark asked out of curiosity as his smile widened, showing interest in what I had in mind.
"Too woo Vaughn." I managed to say without blushing. "And get you and Chelsea together." I added in the last part quickly. He needed to know that I was thinking of getting those two together in the first place.
"You're starting to sound like Denny, except." He dipped me in time with the music then brought me back up, our faces surprisingly close as he smiled smugly. " Your plan is better and everyone can be happy that way. I have a few ideas." Mark informed me as we went back to dancing like normal. The thing I liked is that everyone on the dance floor had his or her own ways of dancing so it was neat to watch.
"Oh?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in question. "What are they?"
"Well…" He began, his expression growing serious as he went on to explain. "If I get Chelsea to dance with me, and you get Vaughn to dance with you, then we can talk to them both right? And you could have some sort of 'secret rendezvous' with him later on." The look in his eyes was distant as he spoke, showing that he was in fact serious about his idea. It didn't sound half bad; the hard part would be getting Vaughn to comply though and meet me somewhere later. "Then you can tell him how you feel." Mark added.
I couldn't stop the sudden burning in my cheeks. I had never confessed to anyone in my life before. In high school and middle school I'd only ever had people confess to me, but sadly I had to turn them all down because my father wouldn't allow it. "What if he doesn't except my feelings?"
For a moment Mark paused, thinking over my questioned then answered with his usual smile on his face. "Well, at least you tried. Even if he doesn't like you back, you told him and did all you could, then you won't be sitting there later on in life regretting the fact that you didn't tell someone your feelings." I was speechless. He was completely right about that. It would pay to be more positive like Mark…if only I could have his sort of optimism. As he finished, so did the song. We looked at each other, locking emerald eyes with sweet mauve. "You ready?" He asked as we stepped out of our dancing positions. I gave him a quick nod before we headed across the dance floor over to Chelsea and Vaughn who seemed to be frozen in time for a moment. They were off in their own little world…. there was no way Vaughn would except me when he had become so close with Chelsea…there was no hope for me now.
"Rina!" Chelsea squealed happily upon seeing me. She flung her arms around me and I hugged her in return, feeling completely guilty now. How could I be jealous of such a wonderful person…I was horrible. "How's your birthday going?" She asked, smiling wide as Mark turned to talk to Vaughn. Somehow those two had become close…I wouldn't even question.
"Good so far, though I've been swamped by tons of guests and my father is showing me off like I'm some sort of prize…" I humpfed, angry with my father. Chelsea giggled genuinely then hugged me again.
"He's just proud of you!" She stated cheery like she used to be.
"You do have a point." I giggled as well. Giggles were contagious. Someone clearing their throat soon cut our conversation short and as I turned around, it was none other than Mark. He gave me a slight wink and mouthed the words 'good luck.' Crap, my stomach tightened nervously and I felt like I would now lose my voice. I had completely forgotten about our plan in a matter of seconds. I could feel my heart thudding against my chest as Vaughn walked up beside me. We watched the two 'lovebirds' head off to the dance floor before he finally spoke, first clearing his throat. Vaughn fumbled around in his pocket for a moment and I wondered what on earth he was doing before he pulled out a violet case and handed it to me.
"Uh, here." I said, his cheeks tickled pink. I looked at him with a very questioning look on my face, waiting for him to explain. What was it? Was he actually giving it to me? "It's a birthday present." He explained, motioning to the box. So it was for me? Still unsure, I took it hesitantly. No one had ever given me a gift before, I wasn't expecting anything either. Maybe I did stand a chance…my cheeks flushed at the thought of Mark's plan.
"F, for me?" I just had to ask, just to make sure it wasn't a joke or anything. He nodded a yes. "It is your birthday right?" Vaughn smiled slightly. At that moment I wondered if he remembered what I had told him the first time we met. I'd never admit it, but when he smiled I felt my insides melting. His smile made his eyes dazzle and now that he wasn't wearing his hat I could see them all the more. They were so similar to mine…yet so different and alluring. Snapping myself out of la-la land I opened the case, which was now sitting, in my hands. I gasped as I saw what was inside of it. Sitting on a small velvet pillow of ash mauve was a gorgeous thin chained silver necklace, an amethyst the colour of my eyes shining brightly in the center.
"Do you like it?" He asked, sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. That was another cute thing- a shy Vaughn. Most people knew him as cruel and rude…but I've seen different sides to him. I nodded, completely speechless as I took the fragile necklace out of its smooth case.
"Vaughn, it's beautiful!" I gasped again, finally managing to find my voice. Suddenly he took it from my hands gently and I allowed it. He walked behind me and spoke softly.
"I'll help you put it on." He said as I lifted up my hair. As he fastened it I could feel his warm rough hands tickling the back of my neck and blushed again at that. Oh how I had wished for a moment like this to happen…and now it had. I had to tell him that I liked it…but I couldn't find the right words.
"It's…. I don't even know how to describe it, but it's utterly gorgeous! Thank you so much!" I said as I turned around still adoring it.
"I'm glad you like it." He replied as I looked up at him and smiled gratefully. Clearing his throat and looking around nervously he questioned, "You want to dance?" We were still standing on the dance floor after all and the next song was about to begin. Vaughn wanted to dance with me? He actually asked me to dance? I didn't have to ask him?! My cheeks turned a light hue of pink and my lips parted slightly in shock. Maybe…maybe I did stand some sort of chance. We were talking, and he had given me a necklace then asked me to dance. Once more I looked at the necklace. It was my treasure now; I would cherish it forever because he gave it to me. It was special. Vaughn held out his hand to me and I took it as my sign to reply.
"I, I'd love to." I stammered as I took the hand he held out to me. As the music drifted through the air we took our positions and began to dance. It was the sound of a soft guitar.
I was proud of myself because I could actually dance; when I was younger my father had taught me. For once I was grateful of him for that. It would save me the embarrassment of being skilless at fancy parties and balls such as this.
This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
I listened to the words as I danced hand in hand with Vaughn. Only in my dreams had I been this close with him. In a way I felt like Cinderella at a grand ball…if only Vaughn could be my prince.
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
The sound of the drums and the guitar together soothed me. As I looked at Vaughn I saw him smile, a small action that caused me to blush, but nonetheless I smiled back. Everything seemed right; everything seemed perfect.
'Cause you know,
you know, you know
Slightly, we moved closer together. We weren't dancing like him and Chelsea, but like friends. Even though I felt more than that towards him…he would soon know.
That I love you
I've loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore
The chorus struck me like an arrow to my chest as it pierced my heart. It was exactly how I felt for Vaughn. I loved him…and he's been to far away from me lately. He's always been with Chelsea, but not tonight, tonight it was us, just us. I do keep dreaming that Vaughn'll be with me…and right now those dreams seem to be coming true. I thought of when I should confess to him, if he didn't except me would we still be able to see each other and speak normally? I couldn't stand it if we couldn't….
On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know
As I listened to the lyrics I thought about asking him to meet me later, but I wasn't sure how to bring it up. If only I could be with Vaughn, if he accepted my feelings I'd be the happiest person in the world. I would give anything to be with the man in front of me…the man dancing with me, holding my hand as the two of us swept across the dance floor.
So far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know
I didn't want Vaughn and I to stop talking, I didn't want him to pay more attention to Chelsea and get distant from me…I wanted to be with him and him only.
I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
If only. If only Vaughn could tell me the three little words, if he could return my feelings too, that would make me so happy. I looked at him, a smile on my lips that he returned. As we looked at each other it felt so right, being with him like this.
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
For some reason, the first thing I thought of at the next line was Chelsea. My best friend, the one who had supported me and helped me out through so much. Was I betraying her by liking Vaughn? It wasn't as if she had liked him too. Why did it feel so wrong then? I had to ask him, I had to ask him if he liked Chelsea before I told him about my feelings.
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
As the song neared the end, repeating a couple lines over again, I sucked in a breath of air and looked at him seriously. "Vaughn?" My voice came out quiet and shy. He looked at me, eyes curious. "Do you like Chelsea?" I asked as the song finished on the final drum note, drawing out the guitar one last time.
Mark's POV
She smelt like spring, a breath of fresh air. The scent of flowers and fresh cut grass all in one. A happy smile graced my lips as I looked into her deep sapphire eyes. They were like looking into a gorgeous lake, hidden in the depth of a forest. You could get lost in them forever. Her face was soft and her complexion light. Her lips sat there, small and pink slightly open. If I could die happy then I'd die now. Chelsea looked like an angel as she danced with me. We moved across the floor in graceful movements even though she was clearly lacking some skill, I still enjoyed it. Her soft velvet hands fitting perfectly in mine as the music floated around us, the lyrics sinking in.
This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
I smiled at her as she smiled back up at me, my grip tightening slightly around her torso as I guided her. If only we could stay like this forever.
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
It seemed as if the words in the song were trying to tell me something as Chelsea and I danced…it was a nice tune, not too fast nor too slow. Just the right tempo with the soft guitar and the faint drums to add the good beat here and there. "Are you enjoying yourself?" I asked her as my smile deepened. As she looked up at me, her eyes closed in a happy smile and she nodded.
"Very much." She said, her tone soft.
'Cause you know,
you know, you know
That I love you
I've loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore
As the line sunk in, a sudden wave of shock washed over me. The words were so true, it's as if they were reading my love life story and putting it into music. Everyone except Chelsea knew that I liked her, though that would soon change. Later tonight, I would tell her how I felt, I had to, because it was my only opportunity and I had waited for so long. "Is everything okay?" Chelsea asked out of concern.
"They will be." I replied, smiling now. She looked at me, confused so I added, "You'll find out soon enough." With a slight shrug and a giggle from her lips we continued to dance.
On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know
Maybe the people who wrote the song were stalking me, because all the words, they were all true. I would do anything to be with Chelsea. I would give anything, but I wouldn't give up. My hand tightened slightly over hers and she graced me with a genuine smile which I returned gratefully. Even if we weren't speaking all that much, it was like we were having a conversation of gestures.
So far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know
I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
If only she could love me in return-it would make me the happiest man in the world. She meant so much to me and our friendship had grown over the two years we had known each other. We had always helped each other out and supported the other…would I ever hear her say 'I love you' ?
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
"Chelsea?" I began as I could tell the song was going to end soon. If only we could stay like this forever, dancing with each other, looking at each other, not exchanging a word as we enjoyed the others presence.
"Yes?" She smiled, curious with what I was going to ask her.
"Later on…" I began as we danced some more, moving in time with the tune.
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
"…will you meet me on the balcony on the second floor?" Nervously, I bit my lower lip. What if she said 'no'? But, how else or where else would I tell her, what if she asked why? So many questions swirled through my mind that I almost forgot to keep moving. My mind was a mess and my stomach was flipping out.
"Sure." Chelsea finally replied, not questioning my reasoning. Then the song ended, all the instruments and the vocals coming to a close. As the song stopped, so did we. For a moment we remained like that then smiled at each other and let go. "Should we find the others?" Chelsea questioned as I walked beside her across the dance floor, in search of our friends.
"That'd be best. Maybe we can play some sort of game?" I suggested as we spotted Vaughn standing there alone, looking socially awkward as usual.
"Sounds like fun!" She said as we walked up to the grumpy cowboy who had some how been forced into formal attire. I stole a chuckle at that then walked up beside her to join the two, wondering where Sabrina went. I was about to ask the question, but Chelsea beat me too it.
"Where's Rina?" She questioned, looking around. Vaughn shrugged in response.
"She got attacked by the rabid guests."
"Rabid?" Chelsea and I questioned at the same time, twitching too. Vaughn gave us an odd look before nodding, then looking us over.
"So what're we gonna do now?" He asked, obviously feeling awkward-it showed in his face. The guy didn't seem like the sort of person who went out a lot or had many friends for that matter.
"Find the others, play some games and stuff." I answered as I crossed my arms across my chest, smiling like usual. He cringed at that.
"Don't be a grump Vaughn! Loosen up and have some fun with everyone!" Chelsea sing sang as she grabbed both our wrists and dragged us across the room, spotting the other people our age. All of which included: Denny, Lanna, Natalie, Pierre, Elliot and Julia. Wow, the whole gang was here except Rina….poor Rina, I felt bad for her, not being able to hang out with everyone and all.
"Hey!" Everyone greeted at once, each wearing a different smile as they saw us approach. " 'Sup?" Denny questioned stepping forward. Chelsea smiled at this and finally released her grip on Vaughn and I. My hand went up to rub the sore spot, because even though she was a girl, she was strong.
"Mark had the idea to play some sort of game!" The girl said in a happy voice. Wow, Chelsea sure was happy tonight.
"That sounds like fun!" Lanna and Julia agreed in unison. "How about we play 'truth or dare'?" Julia asked, placing her hands on her hips. There were a few murmurs among the group as we all debated the idea for a few moments. Truth or Dare actually sounded pretty good to me, so long as I wasn't forced into doing anything too horrible. Once we had all agreed on the game, as moved over to a large table that could seat all nine of us. Yes, there were that many of us there.
"So who's gonna start?" I asked, trying to get the game started as I pulled out a chair and seated myself beside Chelsea. On the other side of me was Denny, followed by Lanna who sat next to Julia who was beside Elliot, who was sitting beside Pierre, who sat beside Natalie, who sat beside Vaughn, who was sitting next to Chelsea, whom was to the right of me.
The table was in the shape of a rectangle and was covered with a soft white cloth. On it were fragile pieces of China plates, cups and bowls. Fancy cutlery also sat on the table. So once everyone was seated, Lanna piped up as to answer my question. "I will! So someone ask me the dreaded questioned!" She giggled, bracing herself for the three word question.
"Okay." Natalie said, leaning forward on her elbows, loose strands of hair tickling her face. "Lanna, truth or dare?" For some reason, as soon as she asked the question, a sinister smile appeared on her lips.
"Truth!" Lanna said matter-of-factly. A few people sighed in disappointment, and I didn't blame them. They best part of the game was to do stupid things and take risks.
"What caused you to leave the world of fame?" Natalie's questioned had all of us interested as we all leaned forward, waiting for the blond to answer.
"Well…" Lanna began clearing her throat, her expression growing some what depressed. "The only reason I went into business was to get money for my family after my mom past away. I have 7 younger siblings and my father was already working hard enough. So, after my father got promoted from his job and my brothers and sisters got old enough to support themselves, I quit." Everyone around her stared at her agape. Who knew that she had had some sort of past like that? My expression became one of great sympathy, because she was normally such a happy person. "Okie dokies!" She clapped, snapping everyone out of their grim feelings. "My turn to ask someone!" She giggled then glanced around the table, searching for the right person to ask. "Aha!" Lanna snapped, as if an idea had just struck her. "Chelsea!" She said pointing a finger at the girl beside me. "Truth, or dare?" Chelsea smirked then leaned back in her chair.
"Dare." A few of us turned to her and joined her in the smirking, I was one of them. What would Lanna come up with?
"I dare you to sneak into the kitchen, and take out the first thing you can find, without being caught." Lanna said, pointing to the large swinging doors behind us. I turned to her, wondering what Chelsea would do. Would she actually go take something from the kitchen?
"I accept your dare." Chelsea said as she stood up, discarding her shoes under the table. Without another word she walked over to the doors and peered inside the circular windows, before silently opening it a crack.
"She'll get Caught." I heard Vaughn whisper beside me. As if Chelsea was doing it! She probably wouldn't get in too much trouble if she did get caught, but wow, who knew she could be so daring? I guess it was another reason to like her. In a matter of moments she was back, a smug smile on her lips. She ran over to her seat and sat plopped down beside me.
"Well?" We all questioned in unison, eager to see if she had accomplished her task. She closed her eyes happily then, from behind her back, pulled out a large cheesecake, decorated with different berries, and topped off with light drizzles of chocolate and caramel syrup. The eight of us looked at it agape, each wishing to sample the stolen goods. Then, as if reading our minds, she pulled out nine forks and all of us dug in, not even bothering to cut it. We all laughed at how stupid and idiotic we looked, but well it was fun. Not very often did all of us get to be around each other like this, and I was enjoying it.
Suddenly I felt someone nudge me with their elbow and turned to see it was Chelsea. She was looking at me, smiling slightly, before she grabbed my arm and we somehow managed to slip away from everyone else as they ravished the poor cheesecake. She took me up the large white stair case which was lined with a red carpet. My hand trailed along the banister with each step I took and I just kept following her. What was she up too anyways? Pulling me away like that. I could feel my heart thud against my chest at the possibility that maybe she wanted to confess to me. Without a word she guided me to the end of the hall on the first floor, then we took a left and the two of us walked down another hallway. Its walls were a fresh white, the top and bottom borders brown.
Finally she stopped and she opened a set of large glass windows and the two of us stepped out onto the balcony, the moon shining down on the both of us. We walked out a bit further and I leaned over the banister, taking a good look at the white snow on the ground below. For a winter night it was surprisingly warm and fresh. I breathed in the scent. Winter was after all my favorite season.
"So." Chelsea spoke, her voice bringing me back to reality. I spun around to find her sitting down on the white stone bench, a smile across her lips. "What did you have to tell me? I'm kind of curious." As her words sunk in I felt my heart stop and my breath catch in my throat. I was supposed to confess now? I looked at her, lips parted, eyes wide. How was I supposed to say this? Then, everything started moving again, and I sucked in a breath of air. I could do this, I've been waiting for a long time to tell her. Even if she doesn't except me, at least I tried.
Casually, I walked over to her, my stomach feeling as if it were on fire as I took a seat beside her. "Chelsea." I said leaning back on my hands slightly, looking up at the moon and the stars, letting the cool air calm me.
"Yes?" She asked, looking up as well.
"I don't exactly know how to tell you this but…" I turned to look at her, as she looked at me and our eyes locked for a moment. How could I tell this gorgeous girl that I was in love with her? There was only one way… I placed my hand over hers, as I continued to look her seriously in the eyes. It was now, or never and I choose now. Even though it was dark I could see the light tint of pink on her cheeks. "For a long time now, I've felt this way…" I said in a husky whisper, getting to the point.
"Mark…" She whispered shyly.
"Chelsea." I whispered, putting my finger to her lips to silence her as we held each other's gaze. "I love you." Finally, the words escaped my lips in a soft gentle tone, that was serious at the same time. For so long I had wanted to tell her that…how would she respond? She froze and her eyes opened slightly, then she looked away, drawing back her hand, averting my gaze. At that moment I felt like I had lost her. I didn't stand a chance anyways. I could feel my heart shattering slowly, piece by piece with each second that ticked by in silence.
"It's not that I don't have feelings for you…" She mumbled lowly, clutching her hand to her chest, her expression pained as she turned back to look at me. It was then that I saw the tears welling in the corners of her eyes. What! I made her cry? Man! I'm so horrible! I became some what frantic at that point, worrying about what to do. How could I live this down? I didn't want her to cry about it, still I put up a calm front, wishing for her to continue as one of the tears trickled down the side of her cheek. I winced at that, feeling guilty that I was the one who had caused that stupid tear. 'Mark, you're an idiot!' I told myself. "It's just that I…I…" She seemed hesitant to answer as the tears in the corners rolled down her soft ivory cheeks, giving off a glimmer under the moonlight. "I can't…" Chelsea finished, her voice husky. Not knowing what else to do, and not wishing to question it, I wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry into my shoulder.
"Just let me hold you like this, that's all I ask." After I said that, she didn't hesitate, she wrapped her arms around me and I could soon feel the tears soaking through my shirt, but that was okay. So long as I could be by her side and comfort her then I could be happy. So long as she was happy, I would live. I desperately wished that there were someone for her, even if it wasn't me, because as she cried, I could tell; it wasn't me who caused those tears. Suddenly a surge of memories had come to me…. That night when Chelsea and I were alone, sitting on the docks. It felt like the world was closing in on us, giving us time to be together. Something I always dreamt about but never had the nerve to try and make happen.
"Vaughn's gotten you mad again?" I whispered to her, staring at the moonlit sky.
"Yeah…" she whispered back, sitting down and looking up with me.
"I don't know why he's always so mean; it makes me want to punch him sometimes. It's like he hates everyone and doesn't care at all."
She whispered back while kicking water beneath her feet "I wish he would be nicer."
As soon as she said that, a star streaked across the dark night. I wonder if she noticed. Stars were always so pretty and legend has it; if you wish upon a star, it'll come true no matter what.
Quickly I wished, That Chelsea and I could be together, forever.
"So what did he do now?" murmuring as I got up. I picked up a stone and whizzed it across the ocean surface, 10 skips…
"I can't even thank him without ending up in an argument with him….. I don't know what to do Mark!" She softly cried out, breaking into tears.
I managed to tell her, "Don't worry; I'm sure he's not all bad. Just give it some time alright? Cheer up a little~"
She grabbed onto my shoulder and buried her face in it, still lightly crying. As the long seconds passed and turned into even longer minutes, I noticed she had stopped crying. Taking a more careful look, she turned out to be sleeping.
I sighed as I sat in complete thought. I still had the necklace from Chen. What do I do with it? I mean, I like Chelsea…but do I? I don't know how to confess to her...
I sighed again, my head hurting from thinking too much while my feelings attacked each other viciously.
It began to lightly snow so I decided it would be best to take her home. Wrapping her in my jacket, I gently picked her up, cradling her in my arms on the way. As I walked I continued to think to myself, about Chelsea; how it could all work out right. If only…
I had finally made it to her house, as I opened the door, Bella quickly rushed at me and I whispered a shushing sound to her. As if she understood the sound, she climbed up the stairs with me as I headed for Chelsea's room. I placed Chelsea in the bed and covered her with blankets, I could only stare at her and adore the beauty illuminating from her. Suddenly everything began to dim and I slowly slumped down toward the floor.
The next thing I knew I was adrift…. in a sea of memories…. memories I thought I had nearly forgotten long ago.
I woke up a few hours later, looking at Chelsea's digital clock; only 4:00a.m. I rose to my feet and got my jacket, petting Bella and taking one last look at Chelsea before leaving.
I sighed, and made my way out the front door.
Chelsea's POV
"My goddess I look horrible!" I laughed sarcastically to my reflection upon seeing myself in the gold-framed mirror. My makeup was starting to run down in black streaks and my eyes were slightly red from the tears. "After crying like that, it's a wonder I don't look worse." I told myself as I wiped away the running makeup. It had been ages since I had cried into someone's arms like that, or cried at all for that matter. "Chelsea, I love you." His soft, gentle, serious voice broke through my other thoughts and I felt my cheeks go hot. It was hard to believe that Mark had just confessed his love to me but moments ago and I turned him down. As I held a warm wet cloth to my eyes I wondered if Mark and I could still act the same. He was a great guy, a true friend and an overall cutie, but I just didn't want to risk our friendship and most of all; I didn't want to fall in love.
"Chelsea, are you in there?" It was Claire's voice I heard, as the door to the bathroom was slowly swung open to reveal the blonde, standing there in a dark sapphire dress, her expression worried. "What's wrong?" She asked, her tone one of concern, as she made her way over to me, reaching out her hand slightly before it touched my shoulder. I shook my head and switched to a cold cloth, as the redness around my eyes seemed to go down.
"Nothing, actually I'm feeling pretty good right now." I assured her. Claire's expression showed that she didn't believe me and for some reason she looked upset still. "I'm telling the truth." I told her again as I threw out the cloth and looked at myself one more time in the mirror. My eyes seemed to be back to normal, I could face everyone now. I turned to look at Claire with a smile as we headed for the door. She didn't ask another word as we approached one of the tables where everyone from before was seated in the same order. The dancing had stopped and waiters/waitress were around the room, carrying trays of food as they stopped at certain tables. The music continued to play as people continued on with friendly conversation. Asides from the activities of the people, nothing else had changed. I took my place in between Mark and Vaughn, giving Mark a reassuring smile as he looked at me with concern. "I'm okay." I whispered and he smiled weakly. I didn't want him to think that he was the reason I was crying. It wasn't him I was thinking of when he confessed, but Fujiko and my past.
"Hey." Vaughn said nudging me as Claire sat on the other side.
"Hmn?" I questioned looking up at him, a friendly smile across my lips. He pointed behind him, gesturing to Claire.
"Details later." The blonde said with a slight wink. For some reason I knew that I would end up telling her, there was no way I could hide anything from this girl. It was okay though, I trusted her already. In response I nodded then sat back in my seat as Vaughn gave me a questioning look. A smile sigh passed my lips but I soon hid it with a fake giggle.
"It's a girl thing." I lied.
Dinner was soon placed in front of me, the smell teasing my taste buds as the aroma filled my nostrils. It smelt so heavenly that my mouth began to water just looking at it. The smell was one of fresh cooked ribs drizzled with sweet rib sauce. A small lemon wedge accompanied by a small piece of parsley sat on the edge for flavoring. In another dish was a light tossed salad topped with home made Italian dressing. A fancy sort of baked potato sat beside the fresh ribs, different sorts of spices lightly on top as a light layer of butter skimmed the top. To top it all off a glass of pure red whine sat in front of me. Not wasting another moment I dug in, enjoying every bite as I spoke with my friends around the table. Everyone seemed to be having fun as we told jokes and stories and laughed at almost everything. It was refreshing, being able to have friends to spend time with.
Before I knew it Rina, Lanna and I were heading back to our hotel room for the night, shoes in our hands as we dragged our sore tired feet along the carpet floor and up the stairs. We walked down another hallway, each feeling a tad tired. "I don't know about you guys but I'm beat!" Lanna said as we walked in the room and she ran over to one of the beds, doing a face dive. This was one of the times that I was grateful Rina's dad was so loaded. He paid for the three of us and Mark, Vaughn and Denny to stay in hotel rooms for the night. He even had a change of pajamas and clothes for everyone. It wasn't even our birthday and we were being treated- wow. Though, the guys stayed in one room, girls in the other. Every time I tried to protest he would answer with the same line, "I won't hear for it! This is my daughters birthday, herby I should treat her friends as well!"
I giggled as I flopped down on a bed in the middle of Lanna and Sabrina's, the soft beige sheets feeling like heaven as they engulfed my face. "Ya, I'll admit, I'm beat too! Who couldn't be after dancing to all those upbeat songs after dinner?" I rolled over onto my stomach, as did Lanna as Sabrina walked over to her bed and sat down.
" 'Shake it' was really fun to dance too!" Lanna exclaimed flailing her feet around.
"And the 'Thriller' by Michael Jackson!" Sabrina added in. Lanna and I looked at each other before laughing at Rina's statement. "What?! I liked that song okay?" Rina huffed, upset by our laughing at her. I stood up and walked in the front of the room as I begun to dance the moves to 'Thriller', looking horrible as I did so.
"You call that fun?" I questioned stopping to place my hands on my hips.
"Well, if you can dance right." Rina began as she got up to stand beside me. "Then it's fun." And she copied my previous movements, but actually looked like a professional as she did it. Lanna, feeling lonely, got up and danced with us.
After a moment we stopped and I turned to them smiling. "We're retarded." I stated simply then walked over to my bed again to pick up the pajamas. I looked them over. The bottoms were long blue fleece pants with white polka dots and the top was a spaghetti strap top, it's colour matching the bottoms. "I'm gonna pop into the shower." I said headed for the bathroom. My two besties nodded as they went to look their pajama's over.
Within a few moments I emerged from the bathroom, toweling my hair as the steam flitted out, wearing my new pajamas. Lanna and Sabrina were each sitting on their beds chatting away; as I came down to sit on mine in between them. "What's up?" I asked smiling as I tossed the towel on the floor and begun to brush out my hair.
"Rina was just about to tell me about her crush!" Lanna giggled. It was then that I noticed that she was wearing pajama's like mine, but hers were pink of course. Rina was the same, but in purple.
"Oh? Wittle Wina has a wittle crush?" I teased using baby talk as I suddenly became interested. Who could she like? Maybe Mark? The two seemed to be quite friendly, unless Rina met some other guy tonight. Intrigued, I leaned forward and stopped brushing my hair. Lanna and I both looked at her intently. She had one of those animated sweat drops at the time. Bwaha! She was getting nervous, perfect! "If you don't tell us, then we'll just have to tickle it out of you…" Lanna and I spoke in unison as we moved closer to her, hands ready to tickle the shizzles out of her.
"W, wait guys, that, that's really not necessary!" Rina stammered, holding her hands up in defense as her cheeks turned pink.
"Then tell us!" I harrumphed as I leaned back and noticed then, that Lanna had come to sit beside me. For a moment Sabrina looked back and forth between the two of us, as if she were making a difficult decision.
"On the count of three." I heard Lanna whisper so only I could hear. A sinister smile flitted its way across my lips. Tickling someone was so much fun, it made even me laugh. "One…" She whispered as Rina continued on with looking around the room. "Two…."
"Three!" I shouted lunging forward at my best friend as Lanna and I tackled her together tickling her like there was no tomorrow.
"Eeek!" She shrieked out of surprise at first, and then suddenly burst into a fit of giggles. "Oh, okay! She breathed!" Lanna and I exchanged glances, both laughing along with our poor unfortunate friend. "It, it's Vaughn!" She managed between laughs.
Instantly I tensed up. It was as if every bone in my body had been frozen over and my heart made one last loud thudding sound before it stopped. I almost wanted to cringe, but resisted that as I stood up, my limbs growing limp. Sabrina…liked Vaughn? But, but how? I would have never guessed it…they were never together or anything. Why…why was I feeling betrayed? How come it felt as if a part of me had been snatched away when Rina said she liked Vaughn? This, this wasn't making any sense! My mind began to jumble the more I thought about it. The more I tried to figure out why I was feeling like this, the further I went, running into nothing but dead ends.
"Chelsea?" Lanna's voice sounded but moments later, as she broke through one of the walls. I shook my head, getting rid of the newly formed maze in my mind.
"Ya! Perfectly fine!" I replied smiling. Then I winked, putting on a façade. I should be happy for my friend that she liked someone, even if that were Vaughn. I shouldn't be sulking and feeling confused! "So Rina and Vaughn eh? It's time to play some matchmaker." I said as I nudged Lanna. Lanna smirked in response and we drowned Rina with questions and evil plans to get them together.
After hours of goofing off and changing subjects we finally decided to call it a night and get some rest. Tomorrow was the dreaded 'Friday the 13th' and we had planned to make some chocolate. One of the plans was for Rina to make and give Vaughn chocolate the day after, we just had to get him to stay long enough on the island because he was supposed to have headed back tonight.
I ripped back the soft beige sheets then jumped in them and wrapped myself up in a cocoon, keeping any cold air out as I wriggled my toes at the end, giggling as I did so. It was normally something I did when I was little, so it brought back memories. "What's so funny?" Rina questioned from the bed beside me. I lay on my back and tugged the covers up around my ears to bury my face in them as I replied.
"Oh nothing, just thinking. G'night guys." A yawn escaped my lips at my last sentence as I got a grumbled response from Lanna and a tired "Good night." From Rina. I wasn't sure who had turned off the lights, but now they were off and the blinds were pulled back, allowing the light of the full moon to stream through like it had down stairs.
The moon was always so pretty, so bright and mysterious. In a way it seemed lonely, like it was calling out for someone else. The stars beside it kept it company from time to time, but they were still far away. My eyelids began to grow heavy as I relaxed into the bed and the moon lit my face. In a matter of moments I had drifted off to sleep, small flakes of snow descending from the dark sky above. "Mommy, Daddy, where are you?" I cried as tears poured down my cheeks uncontrollably. "Don't leave me alone!" I pleaded to no one as the white shrouded my vision until I could barely see my own hand.
"Mommy! Daddy!" I cried out again but they were nowhere to be found, for all I knew they HAD left me, left me alone in this cold, dark place. I shivered as the tears that were being drawn soon froze and remained on my soft ivory cheeks. Would they ever come back?
'Mommy…daddy…' I softly whimpered to myself as the black clouded my vision.
I sat up like a bullet, my chest heaving heavily as I panted and perspiration worked its way down my face. Frantically I looked around the room. It was as dark as night, but the moon still shone outside and the snow still fell. I raised my hand and looked at it, blinking a couple times to regain my vision and remember where I was. The bad memories of my past were coming back to haunt me, the ones of my parents. Lately, I would have the same dream, the one where they left me.
Sucking in a deep silent breath of air I slowly sat up and kicked off the blankets, slinging my feet around the side of the bed as I slipped on a pair of slippers. Silently, I shuffled across the room, being careful as to not wake my sleeping friends. I grabbed a fuzzy housecoat hanging on the coat hanger beside the large wooden door and, slipping it on and tying it up, opened the door without a sound and entered into the abandoned hallway.
It was kind of scary at night in the hotel, not a single sound except for snoring could be heard. Everyone was fast asleep in his or her beds. It was kind of like Christmas. As I walked down the hallway I rubbed my arms, to keep away the random chills that would run down my spine. It was pitch black, so I had to be careful as to not run into any walls. Finally, I reached my destination as I stood in front of a pair of large glass windows. The moon was big and bright on the other side, almost crying my name. Not hesitating in the least I opened the large windows and stepped forth onto the balcony Mark and I had been on. The first place I headed to was the railing. It was a cool cement stone with engravings of fairies on it. It was quite pretty under the moonlight too.
Calmly, I folded my arms on the cement and rest my head on them, looking down at the white below. I took in a deep breath, enjoying the taste and smell of the cool winter air. The temperature had dropped drastically since I was out last. Small white flakes soon decorated my housecoat.
"Chelsea?" My name was being called by a familiar masculine voice but I just couldn't put my finger on it. Curious, I turned around to find Vaughn standing there in a pair of black and red checkered pajama pants and a large black baggy hoody. His violet eyes held a shocked expression to them as his hair tickled the tips. I hated to admit it, but he looked really cute without his hat on. When I didn't answer he walked a bit closer, hesitantly.
"Vaughn." I greeted with a slight smile. Once he heard my voice, he walked over a bit quicker, a gentle smile across his lips.
"Can I join you?" Vaughn questioned, his tone soft. I nodded as he walked up beside me, leaning on the railing himself as he looked up at the moon. "It's nice isn't it?" Knowing that he was talking about the moon I nodded again.
"It is, but it's lonely." I told him. He turned to me that smile still on his lips, his silver eyebrow arched in curiosity.
"Care to explain?" He challenged.
"It's quite simple actually." I said as I pushed myself off the railing and walked over to the cement bench. "You see, the moon is the biggest thing in the sky from our point of view, so it's lonely. The stars, in reality, are actually bigger than the moon, meaning that they are millions of miles away from the moon. So the moon is lonely, because it doesn't have anyone near it." Vaughn walked over to me, thinking about what I said before he took a seat beside me.
"Interesting." He hummed, and then changed the subject as he looked at me. "So can I ask what you're doing out here so late?"
"I couldn't sleep." I said honestly with a slight sigh and a smile. Why did I find it so easy to talk to him now of all times? "How about you?" I questioned looking at him, as our eyes locked.
"Ditto." Vaughn replied simply. For a moment we just looked at each other. Half of his face was lit by the moon, revealing his soft violet eyes and his half smile. The other half of his face was covered by a shadow…it kind of resembled his personality in a way.
Suddenly the sound of a piano started to play in a gentle yet choppy beat, which was soon accompanied by a soft drumbeat. Vaughn looked at me as he stood up, smiling, his hand outstretched. "I never did get that second dance." My cheeks flushed for a moment- I was thankful that it was dark out- before I took his hand and stood up, placing my other hand on his shoulder as his went to my waist. The first line floated through the air.
I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
"Vaughn…" I started in a low whisper as we danced together like before, looking into each other's eyes. "About before…" I continued, not really knowing how to properly thank him. He seemed to notice that I was struggling and just smiled as he spoke his next line softly, "It's okay, you're welcome." His expression was almost like the one time in the jungle, although, there was a difference, he didn't looked pained this time, but happy. Shyly, I stepped forward and placed my head on his chest, up near his shoulder. I could feel him smile as he placed his head a top mine again. There was something about Vaughn that made me feel safe…
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
Like before, I listened to the words. At that moment I wanted to tell Vaughn all about my past, about Fujiko, about my parents…he made me want to change. He made me want to move on and be able to think happily about my past. His scent was sweet as I breathed in. It was the smell of some sort of shampoo and a soft smelling soap.
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with every day
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear
"Vaughn…" I began again as his warm hand gave mine, one light squeeze.
"Yes?" He asked, his breath tickling the top of my hair.
"About before, when we fought and I got angry at you, well I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten angry at you like that." Vaughn had to know that I was sorry about that. I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I had finally apologized to him, all the guilt from before was gone…it made me feel so much better. He chuckled lightly before responding.
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it."
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
A Reason to start over new? Could Vaughn be my reason? Could he help me move on from the past? Is that why I could be this close to him, because I felt as if he could help me?
I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
"Chelsea?" This time it was him who started; his voice was a low whisper as he spoke my name. It sent a chill down my spine, not a bad one, but a good one.
"Yes?" I asked, stealing his line.
"What're you doing on the 14th?" He asked, and I could feel him tense slightly as we moved, dancing slowly and gracefully. For a second I thought about it, and then answered.
"Nothing, why?"
"Just wondering." Vaughn finished and we continued to dance in the comfortable silence.
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you
'A side of me you didn't know?' That line struck me as the artist sang it. Right now, only one other person had seen me like this, and that was Fujiko. I had showed Vaughn some sides that others didn't know…my reason…. was it Vaughn?
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