Woo! Chapter 11! Another quite important chapter but more of a filler :P
Anyway, I have some amazing news! I passed my driving theory test first time! Couldn't believe it but I'm now techincally half way to being unleashed on the roads so watch out XD
So here's Chapter 11.
Happy Reading xxx


A few months have passed and it was the end of summer. In fact it was coming up to the firework festival. Vaughn and Chelsea became extremely good friends but Chelsea never discussed her other self. Vaughn tried to get her to talk more but it was like talking to a brick wall. He couldn't help but feel a level of concern as Chelsea became increasingly exhausted every time he saw her. No one else would have noticed as they see her everyday but since he only went to the islands twice a week, he could observe this change. This change was not just mentally, it was also physical.

-/-

"Hiya!" Chelsea burst in the pet shop but quietened down when she only saw Vaughn sat in the corner, reading a newspaper.

"Hey Chels. Before you ask, they're helping Gannon prepare for the firework festival." He stood up and put the newspaper on the stool, "Actually I do want to speak to you." He held Chelsea's wrist and took her to sit on the sofa.

"Oh?" She said quietly.

"I want ya to be honest." He said as he glanced down at his hand holding Chelsea's small wrist, "Are you ok?"

"What do you mean? Of course I am." Chelsea raised her eyebrows at Vaughn's question. "I would tell you if anything was up. Why do you ask?" Vaughn released his hand off of her wrist.

"It's just that, you look like you've lost so much weight and…" Chelsea pressed her finger against Vaughn's lips.

"I'm fine. Really." She lowered her hand, "Though I think I might be under a little pressure from the farm work but it's nothing. My migraines don't help though."

"As long as you're sure. I don't want you collapsing on me." Chelsea smirked in an attempt not to laugh.

"Honest to Goddess, Vaughn. I would tell you otherwise." Chelsea bit her lip, "Speaking of the firework festival, don't you want to come with me?" Vaughn cleared his throat a little, "a-as friends." Chelsea quickly added.

"Yeah, um, I'd be…happy to." Vaughn attempted to raise the corners of his mouth up into a smile although it turned into a rather creepy looking smirk. Chelsea burst into laughter.

"And you're asking if there's something wrong with me?" Said Chelsea as she wiped away a forming tear, Vaughn quickly frowned. Chelsea calmed down. "Smiling should come natural, Vaughn. Don't try and force it." Vaughn meekly nodded.

"So when am I picking you up?" He asked, obviously wanting to divert the conversation away from how emotionless he is.

"How about six? It'll give us plenty of time to get to the meadow." Chelsea tapped the back of Vaughn's hand, "Listen, I have to go and run some errands." She got up off of the sofa. "Thanks for your concern but there's no need for it." She shot Vaughn a grin and dashed off.

-/-

Vaughn tapped on Chelsea's door. He was early but he wasn't one for being late. He waited as he heard shuffles occurring from inside.

"Just coming!" He heard Chelsea call out. More shuffles happened before Chelsea opened the door. She looked stunning. She wore black bootleg jeans accompanied by a blue vest and a white blouse. Her hair was curled and she was just adjusting a looped earing. "Sorry for the wait." She nervously laughed, "Was trying to find this other earing." She rapidly closed the door behind her. "You don't want to see the mess in there." She laughed and started walking with Vaughn.

"You look really nice." Vaughn said and blushed as he handed her a small bouquet of lilies.

"Thank you, you didn't have to," She inhaled the scent of one of her favourite flowers and then snapped back into reality. "These old clothes?" She giggled, "Only nice things, everything else in my wardrobe are either Marie's crap or my everyday farm clothes."

"Just take a compliment, jeez…" Vaughn rolled his eyes. Although he was being playfully sarcastic, Chelsea didn't take it that way. She saddened a little. "I'm just joking, Chels."

"Ok, so we've established that you need to smile naturally and you need to work on your tone of voice when you're meant to be joking." Chelsea giggled. Vaughn pushed her arm lightly.

"Hey!" Vaughn lifted the corners of his mouth into a proper and natural smile.

"That's it!" Chelsea shouted and pointed at Vaughn's face, "Right there!" Vaughn pulled back down into a frown.

"What? Where?" He widened his eyes.

"You smiled!" Chelsea shouted in glee.

"So?" He pulled his Stetson down.

"I'd like to see you smile more." Chelsea said without thinking. She immediately turned tomato and looked down. Vaughn stopped.

"You what?" His amethyst eyes shinned as the sun set. Chelsea also stopped but never raised her head.

"Don't make me say it again…" She said quietly and took hold of Vaughn's black sleeve. "We better get going or we'll be late."

-/-

Vaughn and Chelsea sat close to the water's edge on a small picnic blanket; they stared up at the crystal clear night, ready and waiting for the fireworks to begin.

"I wish every night would be as peaceful as this…" Chelsea whispered. Vaughn hummed in response.

"No way!" Both Chelsea and Vaughn bolted up right as they heard that distinctive voice. "My best friend and my cousin. This. Is. Rich." Julia skidded to a halt and knelt down in front of the two.

"Chelsea and I are here as friends and nothing more." Vaughn thought for a second. "In fact, we're using this as an opportunity to discuss some important things." Chelsea nodded along.

"Like what?" Julia raised an eyebrow, not buying into what Vaughn said.

"I'm interested in expanding the livestock in my farm. I wanted to ask Vaughn about the requirements to do so." Vaughn smirked at Chelsea's wit.

"Whatever…" Julia stood back up and turned to leave. "You two love birds have a good evening!" She laughed. Chelsea and Vaughn growled at her.

"I believe my bad attitude seems to be rubbing off on you." Vaughn said once Julia was out of sight.

"No. I just need to bite my tongue 'because I know her secret…" Chelsea smirked.

"Can't be as big as yours?"

"She has a major crush on Elliot." Vaughn gaped at the thought.

"…Really?" He asked sceptically.

"She sent me a few texts that were actually for Elliot…I'm surprised she hasn't scared him off." Chelsea giggled as she thought back to when she first received these texts, "Anyway, it looks like the festival's about to start." She pointed over to the centre of the meadow as sparks flew and exploded in Technicolor.

It was to be her last happy memory.


Ooh, mini cliff hanger! I wonder why it'll be her last happy memory, you'll just have to wait and see :P

Until next time xxx