Chapter 12 Truth

3rd Person POV

Brittany just hung over the edge of the bed, staring at the horror that was unfolding in front of her. Ally was actually kissing Alvin, it was actually happening. The thing she feared most was happening.

Ally was stealing Alvin from her, and it was happening right in front of her.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ally finally pulled away from Alvin, while Alvin looked up at her with wide eyes. Before anything else could happen, Brittany summoned what she had, and opened her mouth, with only one word coming out.

"Alvin."

His eyes immediately widened even more, as he turned his head to look at Brittany with a horrified expression.

"Br-Brittany?"

Ally then turned her head, looking back at Brittany with a sly smile across her face. "How dare you interrupt our time together" Ally said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Brittany just remained still for a moment, her expression blank, as she stared at both Alvin and Ally. Then without saying a word, she let go of the edge of the bed, falling to the floor, and running out of the room.

"Brittany, wait" Alvin said in aloud whisper so not to wake his brothers.

He then jumped up out of the bed, beginning to run for the door. But before he took two steps, Ally grabbed his arm, pulling him down in front of her.

"Just let her go Alvin. It is just you and me now" she cooed.

Alvin glared at her coldly, then in an act of anger, pushed her away with such force, that she fell onto her back. Before Ally had a chance to even sit up, Alvin was already gone, running out the room after Brittany.

Brittany was already in the kitchen, the shock of what she just saw starting to sink in. Loud gasps escaped her mouth as she breathed in, her legs suddenly becoming weak as she lost her balance, as she leaned against the table leg, her other arm clutching her chest.

After a moment of sharp breaths wheezing out, she collapsed onto the floor, the tears starting to spill out.

Brittany held herself tightly, the tears running off the side of her face, and dripping onto the floor. She couldn't believe what she saw. It just couldn't be happening. She thought Alvin loved her. But apparently, he now loved her. She was now the ex. Ally did what Brittany thought wasn't possible. She won Alvin over. She held herself, laying on the cold tile floor, the tears continuing to seep out of her eyes.

"Brittany?"

Brittany paused for a moment, knowing who that voice belonged to. Hate and anger swam through her. The urge to suddenly slap him screaming at her.

"Brittany, please just listen to me for a moment" he begged.

She could feel him standing right next to her. She then felt his paw come to rest on her side, making her shudder.

"Get lost Alvin" Brittany gritted through her teeth between sobs.

"Please Brittany. It is not what it seemed like" he pleaded.

The anger only grew in Brittany when she heard that. "Nice try Alvin. I have heard that line to many times on Tv. And most of the time when the man says it, they are full of it."

"I am not lying Britt. I am being truthful. I would never lie to you."

Brittany then rolled over, looking up at Alvin, seeing him staring down at her with terrified eyes. "What I saw says otherwise" she fired back.

"I know what it looked like" Alvin replied. "She was the one who kissed me. I tried pushing her off, but she just wouldn't move away."

"And why was she in you room to begin with?"

Alvin sighed, looking down at the floor. "She just walked in, like she did a few days ago. She woke me up, saying she couldn't sleep, asking if she could stay in my room. I said no. She was begging me for a while, while I was saying no again and again. She then just kissed me out of nowhere. And that is when you came up."

Brittany then stood up only a few inches away from Alvin, glaring at him with tear stained eyes filled with anger. "Don't keep denying it Alvin. The way you act around her, I know you love her."

"I never loved her" Alvin replied. "I only love you. My heart will always belong to you."

Alvin then took a step towards her, but she'd take another away from Alvin, not wanting to be near him. She didn't want him touching her, or even looking at her.

"Brittany. Please"

She shook her head, looking down to her left, closing her eyes. "How could you Alvin?" she mumbled, her voice starting to turn very shaky.

"It was all her Brittany. It was never me I should have realized that you were being truthful today."

Alvin could feel his whole body starting to shake with fear. This is exactly what he always feared. What he dreaded, and hoped would never happen.

Brittany was hurt, because of him, and he knew it. Alvin looked to Brittany, his heart thumping as he held himself back from wanting to ran towards her and hold her tight, to comfort her.

But he knew that if he came even close to her, she would beat him.

"Please Britt" Alvin whisper. "You have to believe me."

She slowly raised her head, her whole face looking wet, her eyes red and puffy. Alvin began to hope with every fibre of his being, that she would believe him. 'I know she loves me, I know she trusts me. She has to believe me' he said to himself, clenching his whole body.

Brittany then took a deep breath, as Alvin braced himself for the answer.

"I don't believe you Alvin. I don't" she cried, looking back down.

Alvin's heart began to twist with fear. "You have to Britt, you have to."

"This is so like you Alvin. I know you all to well. And because of that, I know you are lying."

"I AM NOT LYING BRITTANY. I WOULD NEVER LIE ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THIS."

She looked back at Alvin, anger starting to dominate the sorrow that was in her eyes only a few moments ago.

"Leave Alvin. Leave and never return."

Alvin's whole body was starting to shake. This was not happening. It was not happening.

"Britt-"

"GO AWAY!"

Alvin froze for a moment, staring at Brittany for the longest time, realizing that this was real. It was happening. He had to show Brittany that he still loved her, and the only way to do it, was to do what she asked. He had to do what was best for her. Slowly, he turn around, and then slowly started to walk away.

What Alvin feared since the day he fell in love with Brittany was happening. He lost her. He hurt her, all because he wouldn't listen. Alvin slowly moved into the living room, and slumped against the couch. He felt like he just ran a marathon.

He was short on breath, his chest was on fire. He did everything he could to hold back the tears, not wanting to shed a single from from his eye. But the pain within him only grew, as each second passed by.

"Oh Alvie"

Alvin's ears burned when he heard that voice speak out. She was the reason behind all this. He was regretting ever letting her into the house.

Suddenly he felt two arms snake around him, holding him tightly.

That was it for Alvin. It was time to show her just how much he now hated her. In one quick move, he grabbed Ally's wrist, quickly pulling it off of him while spinning around, causing Ally to spin around, as Alvin dug her arm into her back.

"Being a little rough are we" she said sweetly, turning her head just enough so she could see him out of the corner of her eye.

Alvin's skin burned under his fur, as he twisted Ally's arm even more, forcing her onto her knees.

As soon as she was, Alvin leaned forward, his mouth just next to Ally's ear.

"Get this through you dumb blond head?" he said, his teeth tightly clenched together. "You and I will never ever happen. Anything you though would happen is nothing more than a fantasy in your head. You have ruined the best thing I ever had. You and I could have been just friends, but now word don't describe how much I hate you."

He then twisted the arm a little more, making Ally squeak in pain as she fell onto her one remaining paw. Alvin took a moment, knowing that the pain she was feeling now, was nothing compared to what he was going through. He decided to take it a step further.

"One thing you don't know about me is I taught myself some fighting moves." He then placed his one free paw on her arm, just before the elbow. "Like for instance, with your arm twisted like this, if I were to pull back, not a lot of force is required to break the bone."

Ally turned her head back even more, looking at Alvin with a disbelieving expression, that quickly turned to a smile.

"I know you wouldn't Alvin. I know you care about me, and wouldn't hurt me."

Alvin then started to pull back, as Ally felt an excruciating pain travel through her. She was starting to whimper, as tears streamed out her eyes. And just when it felt like the bone would snap, Alvin let go, and used his foot to push to push her too the floor.

Ally laid on the floor, her arm throbbing as she held it tightly. She looked up at Alvin, seeing him looking down at her with anger burning in his eyes.

"Your not worth it" he growled, turning around leaving her on the floor.

Alvin's POV

I walked back to my room, the pain still burning at me as I jumped up onto my bed and stood there, for a moment, unsure of what to do. Brittany would never want to speak to me, and once everyone found out, most likely, they wouldn't believe me either.

They were all right. Sooner or later, I was going to be stuck in a situation, where I was being truthful, but no one would believe me, because the lie fit me to much. I had worked myself into a rut. I really messed up. Maybe everything would be better, if I had just left their lives. It would save them the hassle of me. Just letting Ally into the house caused enough trouble.

I turn to look at my brothers, seeing them still sound asleep.

I had to do it. I had to do what was right.

I quickly jump over to my dresser, quickly throwing on my hoodie, and then grabbing several, and then threw them into my suit case that was just under my bed.

That was pretty much everything I needed, except for one thing.

I jump back up onto my bed, and up to my night stand, looking a photo I have of Brittany. It was photo taken on the night of the dance, just after we told each other how we felt.

Her face had that bright and beautiful smile across it, her eyes looking like they were on the brink of tears from the joy.

As quietly as I could, I open the frame, and pull out the photo.

I stare at it for one moment, then climb back down my bed, and place the photo inside.

I then stop for a moment. Was this the best choice? Was it the right one? It took me only a moment to think it over. It may not me the right choice, but it was the best for everyone.

I quickly close my suit case, grab the handle, and start walking out of my room. I quietly head for the kitchen, quickly making sure neither Brittany or Ally were here, then made my way for the door.

I look back, at the place that was my home for several years. The memories swam around in my head, as I turn to the door, and jump out through the rubber flap, out into the cold pouring rain.