Chapter 12: I Hate You

Alvin's POV

I found myself in a sea of sunflowers and millions of butterflies shaping the sky. I felt a cool breeze of wind blowing in my face as I spotted a girl at the center of the flower ocean. she was dressed in white, and she was singing. her voice was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard in my life, like one of a goddesses sent down from heaven. My curiosity made me want to find out who she was. I came closer and closer, her hair was blowing in the wind and was like a wind sail. It almost looked like it was dancing to me, whoever this girl was, it was love in first sight. I could almost touch her now, and I wanted to see who she was my heart kept beating faster. Then I woke up.

I was startled by my alarm clock, and I was covered in sweat. Who was that girl? It must have been Britt… I stopped. I felt it again the emptiness. Should I apologize to her? When I thought about it, asked myself. Why should I? I haven't done anything wrong. In fact, she is the one who should be apologizing to me for snapping at me.

I sighed and forced myself out of bed. I put on my cap, a jumper and some blue jeans. When I considered myself done, I went downstairs and felt a lovely smell tickling my nose. "Pancakes" I said with joy. Theodore was the one making them, and Simon was surprised to see me in such a good mood.

"Are you feeling better?" Simon asked and looked suspiciously at me.

"Why shouldn't I? It's a beautiful morning today." I tried my best to act like I wasn't still affected by last night.

"I guess that you're in the first step," Simon said while he cleaned his glasses.

"What step?" I asked confused.

"The first step is denial… you deny that you are the one who has done something wrong, and I guess you don't want to be the first to apologize. Am I right?"

I snapped. "Why the hell do you think that I'm the one that should apologize?! I did what I did, so I could be a better boyfriend to Brittany. I just wanted to make things better."

"Step 2: anger… And do you actually believe that Alvin? Do you really think that it'll get better in a relationship if you always keep secrets from the ones that loves you? I have told you several times that you can always talk to us if there's something bothering you."

Just like Brittany why do they always think that I need help all the time.

Theodore gave me a plate with pancakes. "He's right, Alvin. You can't solve all you're problems on you're own. You can unload some of it to us. We can deal with it."

I didn't answer. I just dug in to my food, before I lost my appetite

"Good morning kids," Dave . He was obviously in a good mood.

"Morning, Dave. I've boiled some eggs for you, exactly two minutes just the way you like them," Theodore said and gave him a plate.

"Perfect as always, Theodore… Man, aren't you all excited about our new album?"

"Of course, I'm really eager," Theodore said, just as thrilled as always.

"I hope this one goes more smoothly then the last one. Remember when Alvin change the songs at the last minute." Simon reminded them, and they gleamed at me. I didn't pay attention to anything they had say.

"Alvin, don't tell me that you are still sick?" Dave said. Both Simon and Theodore sighed and couldn't believe that our father was this slow to realize that Alvin had love problems.

"Huh?.. No, Dave, I'm not sick... just tired."

Theodore was tired of me still not telling what it was on my mind. He and was about to tell Dave, but Simon stopped him. He knew only I should tell him.

"Here drink some coffee. You all have to be at you're best today." Dave's phone was ringing it was our boss "Mister Peterson, always a pleasure to talk to you." Dave's face turned glum as he left us alone.

"So when are you going to apologize to Brittany?" Theodore asked.

"Can we please drop this. She is the one who should be apologizing."

"Do you actually believe…"

"Stop it, Theo. Alvin has apparently made up his mind."

With that I just dropped my fork and went outside to get away from them. I was angrily mumbling to myself. "Stupid Simon and Theodore trying to make me look like the bad guy. All I ever wanted was to try and make things better between me and Brittany." I sat down at a chair and looked up in the sky. It made me calmer then I started to think back at my dream. Who was that girl and what did it mean? Was it a warning or something else?

"Alvin!! Get into the car. We're leaving." I rose up from my chair and sat down in the car. "I just spoke with Mr Peterson, and, please, Alvin, try to behave today. He was in a bad mood. It was meant for our album to be recorded two month ago, and this delay has put him in a tough spot." Dave was kind of worried.

I just sighed. "Whatever. Dave Peterson is a ass," I said and rolled my eyes.

"Well, that ass is the one giving us work, so whatever he tells you to do you will do it… You understand, Alvin?"

"Yeah, Yeah. Can we just get this over with?"

At the record company

"Okay, guys, you go ahead to recording room NR 23. Johnny will meet you there. I have to speak with Peterson, then I will join you. Good luck."

"Roger that, Dave," Simon said. "Alvin get yourself together, will ya?" I usually enjoyed being at the studio, but today I was out of synch. "Alvin, can't you see that you're only is hurting yourself? Have you or have you not talk to Brittany yet?"

"Please, Simon, just drop it, okay? I promise that I will talk to her later. Let;s just go and see Johnny for now."

Simon sighed. "Okay, fine, but the longer you wait will only make Brittany sadder than she already is."

"Right, Dotor Phil." We headed to room 23

"Hey, hey, the Chipmunks… how's my favorite band holding up?" Johnny asked and gave Theodore a high five.

"Just as ever… so what's up with Peterson? he seemed to be on the edge today," Theodore asked

"Yeah, he's been like that for a couple of days now. Someone has been broken into the music files."

"What?! Anything stolen?

"No nothing, and before the cops is able to get here, the burglar always somehow to get away. Now, we have put in more securities."

"Why would someone want to steal the albums?" I asked cursorily

"Don't you know that, Al?" Johnny said a bit surprised that I didn't know why. "When singers comes here to record their albums, the albums are first stored in a storage room, before they are shipped out for mass production, If someone was able to steal the album, it can be sold to a rival record company for an high prize, but not only that they can also claim ownership for the songs and lyrics."

"Wow, I had no idea," I said a bit shocked. "Is there a specific album this burglar is after?"

"That we don't know even, though that the records has been going through. Nothing seems to be stolen… but don't worry about that. You're here to work, so get inside so we can get started." we put on the headphones and was checked to see if everything was working. "Okay, testing 1..2.. do you copy?" We gave him a thumb up "Okay, then we start with the first one and… begin."

Brighter Day.

Alvin:

I never believed in Love

I never Thought I could find happiness

I have been hurt by many things in my life

But then you came and change me for life

Chorus

When the days seemed dull you always made them bright words cannot describe the love towards you.

Verse2

My heart beating faster when I stand close to you I was afraid to ask I thought I was doomed but then you smiled and then you kissed me I never thought it could be you and I

Chorus

And when the days seemed dull you always made them bright words cannot describe the love towards you.

Ooh yeah words cannot describe the love towards you.

Lyrics by Chipmunkster

"Great, guys. It sounded perfect. I'll say that's a keeper." That was the song I wrote for Brittany as a surprise for her after a long time with recording we were finally finish.

"You sounded great, guys," Dave said.

"So what did Peterson say?" Simon asked.

"Oh, he is just angry at the constant burglary attempt and us being late with the album. He just needed to yell at someone… so are we ready to go, John?"

"Everything is set, and I personally will deliver this CD to the storage room."

"Um Dave?" I said a little unsure. "You mind if I go home later," I asked.

Dave looked at me. "And how are you suppose to be able to get home?"

"Don't worry. I]ll figure something out. Would you please let me go around town for a bit?"

"Okay, Alvin, but remember that you have school tomorrow. So don't be to late."

"I'll see ya later." I watched Dave and my brothers drove away, before I started to walk. I went to the market area to think about something else, but the song brighter day always made me think of Brittany. I guess that we have been mad at each other long enough, I thought to myself. I picked up my phone and dialed her number.

"Alvin?"

"Finally, it's so good to hear you're voice again."

"What do you want?" I could tell that she was still mad at me.

"Brittany, that fight we had. I mean, come to think of it, it was so stupid."

"Maybe for you, but I took it seriously. I assume that you called me to apologize?"

"Okay, you win. I'm sorry for meeting Charlene. I'm sorry for trying to make our relationship better. I mean, was it so much of a big deal?"

"I hear that you still haven't figure out why I was hurt. Call me later when you do."

"Hey, wait, Britt…" but she hung up on me. I just stood there with the phone at my ear. Then I felt frustrated. I was about to throw the phone at the ground. I walked away from the crowds, before I exploded with anger.

"Alvin?! Wait!"

I stopped and turned around. "Charlene, what are you doing here?"

She tried to catch her breath. "Oh, you see. I have been trying to find that antique store I used to go to when I was a kid. The owners Mr. and Mrs Sanders was always so nice to me, but I can't find them. I'm sure it would be around here somewhere."

"Oh, about that. They retired a few years ago and moved out of town."

"What?! Are you serious. Ah, that's too bad. They were such a nice couple."

"Yeah, they were."

"Oh, well, thank you for telling me. Then I will go to Stacy's Jewelery Store. Let's see ,three blocks south from here if my memory is correct."

"Um... they've moved to another location."

"Oh, no, and I who have been studying this map so well."

I could tell that Charlene was really disoriented. I almost felt sorry for her. Then I did something really stupid. "Tell you what, Charlene. How about I gave you that tour you wanted around town?"

Her face shined up. "Really that would be fantastic… but is you're girlfriend okay with this?"

Of course, she wasn't okay with this, and why I offered to help Charlene I didn't know. "How about we start with that jewelery store," I said and change the subject.

"Really? That's so nice of you."

I led the way to Stacy's Jewelery Store, and the owner recognize Charlene right away as they were talking to each other. I couldn't help but check Charlene out. She was wearing a blue miniskirt, brown with long boots and a vest. In her hair I noticed something shiny. Could it possible be that I adjusted my sight towards it? Yes, it was. It was the hairpin I gave her when we got together. Why did she still have it?"

"Alvin, what are you thinking about?"

I snapped out of it. "Oh, Charlene, are you done?"

I blushed a little, while Charlene giggled. "You have always been a free minder."

I cleared my throat, "Say, Charlene, you want to grab some coffee."

She smiled. "I would love that." We went to a coffee shop and sat down by one of their tables. "I really appreciate that you took some time to show me around. It means a lot to me," Charlene said and took a sip from her cup. I didn't say anything. I started to regret that I was doing this. "Something bothering you Alvin?"

"Huh?.. Oh nothing. I… I just had a fight with Brittany"

Charlene smiled. "I must say when heard of this band, The Chipettes, I was surprised."

"Charlene, I must ask you… why do you still have that hairpin I gave you?"

"You mean this? It was something that I could never get rid of. It means a lot to me."

"I'm just saying it feels weird."

Charlene laughed. "I'm sorry, but relax, Alvin… about that fight... Was it serious?"

"No, it was stupid. I tried to apologize to her, even when it wasn't my fault."

Charlene sighed. "Same old Alvin, never believes he can make mistakes."

"Oh, please, not you too… off the topic you mention before that you are a model. How is it?" she became silent, and I looked confused at her. Was it something I said?

"Well, to tell you the truth. I quit."

"Huh, why?" I asked a bit surprised.

"It was nothing for me. I actually hated it."

"So what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know, but the world is filled with opportunities, but enough about me. I want to hear about what Alvin, the rock star, has been up to."

"Well, just recently my brothers and I have just recorded our newest album, but I'm a little worried."

"How come?"

"Well, you see, there appears to have been a lot of burglaries at our record company lately."

"Oh, my, anything stolen?"

"No, nothing, yet I have been trying to figure out his motive."

"Who knows… Oh, my god, Alvin, look." Charlene shrieked with excitement and pointed.

I turned around and saw a sign. "Karaoke competition. Sign up free. What about it?"

"Oh, please, Alvin, can't we enter it," Charlene asked and I could tell that she really wanted it.

I felt uncomfortable. "I don't know, Charlene."

"Oh, pretty please, cant we? Just like old times."

She gave me the puppy eyes "Oh, okay."

"Yay! Thank you-thank you, Alvin" she said and dragged me inside. We signed up for the competition and walked on stage. Charlene picked up the mike and selected a song. The song started, and Charlene began to sing. My mouth dropped as I listened to her voice. She was really good. I had totally forget how good she actually was. I lost track of the lyrics but was able to catch up when the song ended. The crowd began to applaud. She was heavily breathing and bowed, and I went mute from my amazement. She gave me a hug.

"Thank you, Alvin. That was so much fun. Iet's go to another store."

Brittany's POV

After the call with Alvin

"Stupid, Alvin," I said and grabbed a pillow and cried in to it. "Why can't you realize what you are doing is wrong?" I grasped my heart. It hurt. Alvin, you are so stubborn. If you really loved me you should realize by now why I am so sad. He just believes that he never can make any mistakes, even if he had told me that he had met Charlene yesterday and thought he was doing the right thing, he shouldn't been lying to me, that jackass. I sobbed and picked up a picture of him and gently stroked it. Even though that I was mad at him, I still loved him. I love that smile, I love those eyes even his stupid cap that he always wears. I love everything about him, but I just hated his lies.

I heard a knock on my door "Who is it?"

"Oh, its just old me wanting to talk to you." It was Miss Miller.

"Please, come in." the door went open and Miss Miller entered.

"Oh, dear, Brittany. Look at you. It hurts to see you this troubled over a stupid boy. I figured that maybe I might be of any help to you."

"Gee, I don't know." I felt a little unsure.

"Oh, don't be silly. I might not look like it now, but I have had a lot of boy problems in my younger years. You can always talk to me."

"Really, you have?" I asked a little surprised.

Miss Miller laughed. "You doubt me? Tell you what. How about you come downstairs with me and have some tea. Then I will tell you it's kind of depressing when you stay in you're room all day."

I couldn't help but to smile and laugh a little. "You're right, Miss Miller. I would love to have some tea with you."

"That's more like it." she smiled and I joined her downstairs. She filled a can with water and put it on the stove, while I was in the living room. Miss Miller then came and sat next to me, and we both waited for the water to boil. "Well, where to begin. I started with my first boyfriend when I was about your age, I think… Anyhow, his name was Anthonyo, and he was a trouble maker. He was so handsome, a girl's dream if I should describe it correctly."

Miss Miller kept on talking, and I felt warm. I have never seen this side of her before, but the story didn't end well with that Anthonyo. I admired for daring to talk about this with me. It made me happy.

"Then there was this Derek. He was the complete opposite of Anthonyo. He was sophisticated and smart, but he was so boring," Miss Miller said and laughed. I too laughed with her. "Then I took a break from boys when World War 2 began. Me and my friends started the group The Thrillers, and we used to perform in various theaters. One day we were offered to sing for the soldiers at The Seaside River Club." Miss Miller rose up from the couch and went to the bookshelf and brought out a old album. Her mood changed and some tears started to form in her eyes. "There I met Martin." She sat next to me and showed me a picture of a man in uniform holding on to a young Miss Miller.

"Is that him?" I asked

"Yes, that's him… It all started like a regular performance, and my friends decided to flirt with the soldiers. I disagreed with them. I always thought that we hadn't time for dating when the world was falling apart. While my friends met up with some boys, I decided to sit down at the bar, and next to me there he was. At first I didn't think so much of him, but as soon I sat down he was all over me. Especially after I rejected him. He was so determined to buy me a drink. I praised him for that. When I finally accepted him, it was love right away." Miss Miller wiped some tears of her eyes. "But we only was together for a week."

"What happened?" I asked and held her hand.

"He was sent out to battle. I went to see him off, and I promised to him that I would wait. The days became weeks, and weeks became months and all of a sudden he didn't recall any of my letters. About two months later I received a letter that he had died in field."

"Oh, Miss Miller, I'm so sorry." I couldn't help but cry. It was so sad.

"Oh, please, Brittany, don't be… but boy I loved that meant so much." I gave Miss Miller a hug. "Sorry, Brittany. I tried to make you feel better. I should have picked a different story."

"Don't be. I'm glad that you told me this. I feel a lot better. Thank you."

We heard the boiler whistle went off. "Oh, the water is ready," Miss Miller said and went to the kitchen. "Oh, darn it."

"What is it?" I asked.

"We're out of milk."

"No sweat. how about I go buy some for you?"

"Are you sure you want to do it?"

"Yes, Miss Miller, and beside I need to get out and get some fresh air."

"You're an angel. Wait. I will give you some money."

I grabbed the money and headed outside. It was getting dark, so I had to hurry. "Brittany where are you going?"

I saw my sisters. "I'm going to get some milk. Miss Miller's making tea."

"You want us to come?" Eleanor asked.

"No. that's okay. Get inside, and I will be home shortly."

Alvin's POV

"You know, Charlene. You didn't have to follow me home, ya know."

"Oh, that's okay, Alvin. I don't mind"

The street lights went off, and I decided to stop for a minute. I looked over at Charlene, and I could tell that she wanted to ask me about something. "Something on you're mind?" I asked

"Oh, nothing. Just that I haven't had this much fun in years, and I thank you for it. I had a really good , and I really appreciate that you wanted to spend some time with me."

I didn't know if I should be happy that she thought that way. "Well, I sort a had a good time too."

"Um, Alvin," Charlene said and blushed.

I became nervous "W-What is it?"

"Have you ever wondered about how our lives would be if we still were together?"

I could hear my heart beat heavier. "Charlene don't."

"I still love you, Alvin," she said and came closer.

"Please, Charlene, Don't." I wanted to step back, but I just let her come closer.

"Don't you feel the same way? You are and will always be the man I could possible love." She gently touched my chest. I wanted to push her away from me, but I couldn't. My heart was beating faster, and I felt warm. She leaned up against me and slowly approached my lips.

"Charlene, please…" I pleaded, but it was too late. She kissed me, and I let her do it. Her lips was so soft.

"Why Alvin?" My blood froze, and I turned around and heard a bottle crush at the ground.

"Brittany." This couldn't bee happening. I look at her hurt and terrified face, and the tears started to flood from her eyes. "Brittany, baby, it's not what you think," I said and tried to get closer to her.

Brittany stumbled back. "No, Alvin, stay back. Don't come any closer." she started to run, but I was able to catch up and grabbed her hand. "Don't touch me!!! You bastard, how could you?!!"

She was crying even more. "Please, Brittany, let me explain."

"Just because we had a fight, is that it?"

"No, its…" Brittany slapped me and roughly shook her hand lose from me. I stared at her scared of what she was about to say.

"I hate you, Alvin." It felt that my heart shattered to a million pieces. She ran away from me and I wanted to go after and hold her, even is was screaming and hitting me. I would refuse to let go of her, but my body refused to move. My body was shaking, and I felt tears coming, as I watch Brittany get further and further away from me.

"Please, Brittany, come back." I could barely speak when she was out of sight. I got control of my body, and I fell to my knees and clenched my stomach. I was in pain, and I found it hard to breath. This wasn't happening. This must be a bad dream. Please, tell me it is. I beg of you. I looked down at the ground and saw Brittany's necklace she had throw it away. I picked it up and held it to my heart. More tears came and I screamed out.

Author's Note

Please don't hate me for this that's all I can say the next chapter is coming be patient. What will become of Alvin and Brittany?

The Chipmunkster