AN: Hey, this chapter has a two week time skip, which I'm not the best at writing, but I have big plans for a soon approaching chapter so bear with me. Again I ask rated M? Violence and language in near future. Smut possibly in the distant future.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but my original character Isabella 'Izy' Walker
Izy's POV:
The past few weeks passed a bit slowly for me. I spent most of my time at work having much overtime which was both good and bad. My sleeping schedule was virtually non existent, but I had some extra money. Whenever I had extra money that I didn't save I indulged and bought myself either new sketching supplies or a new game. Sadly sketching had become seldom with work and school. Though with more work came a good amount of time getting to know Kurt a bit more as he often waited for his dad and talked to me while I worked. It had seemed I was getting along with more of the glee members. I didn't appreciate the seemingly over attentiveness Quinn suddenly had with me. Many questions on how I got a bruise around my wrist accompanied by an odd look she gave worried me a bit but I chose not to dwell on it. Small amounts of time I spent not on work, school or job related were the few nights I spent the night at Rachel's. Since my dad had been getting jobs out of town I had more then a few chances to spend the night elsewhere and get to know Rachel's fathers a bit more. It took a bit, but I really felt at home in the Berry residence. Leroy and Hiram made it more then clear that they love to have me over anytime I can and I appreciated the warm welcome. The 'two' glee clubs combined after Santana had a 'talk' with Sugar, but this also meant Shelby was a co-adviser of the glee club. I worried what impact it would have on Rachel, but she didn't talk about it. The merge just came as we talked about the trip to the college performance viewing that was to follow that weekend. Luckily my father was due to work out of town so I was able to go without giving some excuse to him.
*Saturday*
I turned on some DeadMau5 as I made my way to Rachel's. Since the auto-shop was closed this weekend I had decided to spend the night at Rachel's when we get back tonight so I wouldn't have to spend the night alone. It seemed odd to me. I would usually give anything to be alone, but it seemed lately I often shuttered at the thought of being alone. I didn't really see it for the best that I had become accustomed to having people to spend time with that I could call friends, but... I was trying to. I knew it would overall be better for me. I didn't bother knocking as I arrived since I had become accustomed to being over.
"Morning Isabell, have brunch yet?" Hiram asked from the kitchen. I smiled and shook my head.
"I had a yogurt." I responded already knowing that he had prepared more then enough food and would expect me to eat.
"Then grab a plate and take a seat." He chuckled. I collected a small plate of pancakes and eggs with some fruit and took a seat at the table.
"With how much food you made I have a feeling Rachel said I'd be over this morning."
"My my, how could you have possibly guessed?" Leroy asked sarcastically. "She also said that you had bad eating habits that left you malnourished so we should force you in a seat at the table if you refused to eat." I rolled my eyes and started to eat breakfast as Rachel came downstairs.
"Izy, you're here already? I'm glad you've decided to eat breakfast with us, but am I running late? I thought I made sure to wake up early to be properly prepared for the trip today." She asked as she took a seat and started to eat.
"Nah, I didn't get much sleep so I thought I'd come over early. From what I'm hearing it wouldn't have been my decision to have brunch or not since you think I starve myself of the proper nutrients I need and should be force fed." I responded with a slight entertained smirk.
"Daddy! I told you not to tell her that. For your information Izy a person needs to eat constantly throughout the day with several meals and snacks, though you do eat healthily when you eat it is not at a good size or frequency. Which can not help but beg the question of if it is intentional."
"Hun I'm sure Isabella is not anorexic." Hiram said shaking his head. "Plus with how often she's been over she's like a member of the family, you can not tell us not to tell her something." He smiled.
"Trust me Rach I don't care about being skinny or anything like that I'm just usually occupied and forget. Really. Plus with how often I've been eating here I've been eating more then enough. I usually stuff myself with how good your dad's cooking is." I smiled.
"This is true, and dad's cooking is quite marvelous, I still wonder why he decided to become a doctor and not a chef. He is more then talented enough to work at any restaurant." Hiram chuckled.
"Yes well while your other father may be the medical miracle worker I am not too bad at it myself. Not only does it pay more, but we're helping others. It's more of a fulfilling job and I still get to cook for the ones I love. Now if I cooked for everyone and then did surgeries for fun that's when you should worry."
"Yes and you speak too highly of me hun. Anyone can have my level of surgical skill if they studied hard enough." Leroy smiled. I couldn't help, but smile at the love their family shared. "What about you Izy? What does your father do?"
"Hm? Sadly he doesn't share my gift with mechanics. He's a construction worker." I responded as indifferently as possible. They nodded and finished their breakfast.
"Well we'll see you two tonight, be careful and have fun." Hiram called as they left.
"We will dad." Rachel waved. She slightly and looked back at me. "You don't seem all that excited to be going today. Something wrong?" She asked a bit concerned. I shrugged.
"Neither here nor there. I plan to use the day leveling in a video game. I mean you know I don't want a musical career. That being said I've already completed enough hours and am certified to work on cars. So... I'm not looking to go to college to be honest." Her eyes widened a bit as she looked for what words to use.
"Izy... I know you're good at fixing cars, but... I don't relish the thought of you staying here for the rest of your life. Working long hours on something that's not your passion. Plus, when I picked up your work for you back then I noticed you took some advanced courses. You always get A's so why not apply to a college? For something you really care about. I am trying to live out my dream... What's yours?"
"Rach it's not nearly that simple. Sure I have more then enough saved to start going to college. I can pay for a few classes, but my dream job is not something people get. It's rare and I make no disillusion that I'm good enough to have a job like that." I stated simply picking up my bag. Her frown increased at my words. "Rach I like my job. I like the people here... I'm satisfied with this even if this is all I'll ever have. Not everyone is a star."
"But you are. I'm not sure what your dream job may be, but with a little hard work anything is possible Izy... I really want you to consider applying somewhere. Okay?" She said with a bit of a pout. I let out a sigh and knew she really wanted me to think about this.
"Fine." She smiled. "But just cause I'll consider it does not mean I'll take action Rach. I really will think about it, but I have a lot of things to consider." She nodded in understanding, but was overall happy I agreed. She picked up her bag as well and we both headed out to the car.
"So what game is so important that you need to play it on our trip?" She asked as she started the car.
"Final Fantasy seven. I bought it on the playstation network awhile back since its cheep and I missed it. It's been forever since I sold the original." I responded putting on my seat belt. "I need to level up before I get to the temple of the ancients. There's a boss and it's difficult if I don't level up enough."
"Mhmm... And what exactly is Final Fantasy?" She asked as she drove to the school. I just gave her a horrified look.
"Not knowing what Final Fantasy is... It's like me never seeing a Barbara Streisand movie or listening to any of her songs!" I half yelled.
"Sorry, but it is just a video game..."
"Pull the car over. Right now." I said un amused. "No game is just a game! Especially when it comes to Final Fantasy. Especially when it comes to seven. It's my favorite JRPG." She gave me a confused look and I let out a sigh. "Japanese role playing game. It has one of the most shocking deaths and some of the best music." She lightly rolled her eyes. "Hey I'm as passionate about games as you are about musical theater. One day Rach, you will endure while I speak in rants like you do. You will suffer as I go on and on about the story of multiple games. The music. The graphics. The concept art... I wonder what game I'll start you off on to play." I pondered.
"Who said I would agree to play a video game?" Rachel asked with a laugh.
"I sit through all your Barbara Streisand stuff you will try a video game. Really there are games for everyone it's just a matter of finding out what fits you. Games are like music~" I said happily. Rachel smiled and nodded.
"I see, well I'm sorry that I previously viewed games so lowly~ I will listen intently when you try to teach me of games and am very interested to see what genre of games will truly fit me. Though I really do not want to play anything bloody and violent."
"You'd be surprised. Mortal Kombat is a great stress reliever." I responded smiling a bit. She laughed and put on some music for the rest of the ride to school. I let out a sigh of relief when I heard that Shelby couldn't make it on the trip, though I felt less then enthused about Emma tagging along as another chaperone. I was glad to see Rachel's smile continue on through the drive to the performance center. She sat next to Kurt and got out all of her energy of seeing NYADA perform while I was able to relax fully for a bit and play my game. Well not fully, I maintained a light conversation with Artie who I chose to sit next to since he was one of the members I seemed to know the least about. We both shared a love for star wars so it wasn't hard to continue a conversation as I played. Though I was really interested to hear his thoughts on becoming a director. When we arrived I decided to help roll around Artie since we seemed to be the odd ones out who didn't fit in the others conversations. I knew he didn't need help, but I enjoyed his company. He seemed like a really kind person, which I understood. Going through something painful and hard in life whether it be emotional or physical made you much kinder and empathetic towards others. I sighed as we made our way to the lobby of the event center. started talking about future choices and I zoned out a bit waiting for him to finish so we could go take out seats. I froze a bit as I started to hear a familiar song.
"Nan nan kkumi isseotjyo
Beoryeojigo jjitgye nam nuhayaedo
Nae gaseum gipsukhi bomulgwa
Gachi ganji-khaet-deon kkum..." A voice trailed off. I knew that voice.
"Hok ttaeron nugun-gaga tteun-moreul
Buseum nae deungdwi heullil-ttaedo
Nan chamaya haetjyo chameulsu
Isseotjyo keu nareul wihae." I responded signing very lightly as I looked down.
"As you always worry, you say that foolish dreams are poisonous. Just like a book that tells us about the end of the world, there's the reality that we can't turn back already..." Bongi said hugging me from behind. I smiled lightly feeling myself start to tear up. She hugged me a bit tighter and sighed. "I was so worried when I took a trip back and you weren't there... Why didn't you tell me when you moved? Or when you changed numbers?" I could hear her voice get a bit shaky as I felt guilt rip through me. 'Was it selfish what I did?... I didn't want her to get involved or hurt.' I turned to respond, but was eagerly cut off.
"Isabella... You told me you couldn't sing. Why didn't you want to be a real member of Glee?" Will asked anxiously. I let out an irritated sigh and Bongi looked from me to the rest of the Glee club. Rachel blinked unsure of what to say to help and gave me and apologetic smile.
"Can't sing?" Her sad smile turned to a slight scowl. "You said-"
"That I don't sing and I'm not a singer which is honest." I sighed. "That's beside the point, what are you doing here? I thought you left to some dream college." She smiled.
"You have the thickest skull Iz I swear." She said lightly flicking my forehead. "Columbia University smart one. It's in New York. I'm studying to become a teacher, this music is a second degree I'm also getting. I was good enough to be chosen to represent the music programs and electives at the school. But, the real question is what the hell did you do to your hair?! Izy I know you like black but it was long and... natural. I also believe you have more then a few questions to answer on my end." She said grabbing me by the ear.
"Ow ow Bongi! I'm sorry noona, but I'm on a field trip I can't leave the group." I said rubbing my ear as she let it go. She gave me a less then amused look.
"Isabe-!..." She let out a sigh. "Umm sir." She said turning to . "I am like this little monsters older sister, would it be okay if you release her into my custody for tonight? She'll remain backstage with me and the rest from my school. It's a matter of delicate and important issues we need to discuss in private."
"Little monster?" I asked. Santana had an amused smirk and most of the others looked a bit confused.
"I'm not sure. School rules state-" began.
"Oh Will, I'm sure it's fine. Plus I'm sure they have a lot to catch up on, it wouldn't hurt to let Isabella have some time to catch up." Emma smiled. Bongi gave me a slight upset but mostly worried look.
"All right. We'll see you after the show Izy. Trust me, we're gonna talk about this later." said before leading the glee club into the theater. Rachel frowned slightly hesitant to leave.
"Don't worry Rach, this is my old friend who's like family. Have fun watching your future school with Kurt." I smiled.
"All right Izy, but you do still have the rape whistle I gave you just in case you get in trouble?" I rolled my eyes and nodded. "Good~ Then I'll see you later. It was nice meeting you Bongi." Rachel smiled before following the others to take her seat. I waved a bit and turned around wincing lightly.
"There's a good explanation?"
"Mhmm. I'm sure, and I look forward to hearing all about it." She glared lightly. "Come on. Let's head back." I followed her backstage and to one of the changing rooms so we could have some privacy while we talked. Questions started out light as Bongi tried not to outright yell at me or ask me about my father, but I could tell she was trying to ease my tension and find the right moment to ask.
"Would you just ask already?" I sighed leaning against the wall. If I knew I'd have the time to spend with Bongi again I wanted to spend it like the old days not arguing about something that would never change. She winced slightly but nodded.
"I thought I was the more straight forward one... So? Is he still...?" She looked at me concerned. My gaze started to falter down. "Izy." She said wanting me to look her in the eye.
"Yeah, he still does. The whole nine yards, liquor, getting physical and brutal, but..." I trailed off for a moment. "He's starting to get worse when he's sober." I could see Bongi stiffen as she thought.
"You have to-"
"No." I cut off. "As long as I'm still alive and he's my family I wont... I'm can't..." I said crossing my arms.
"Iz..." She breathed pulling me into a hug. "I wont and can't loose you... How bad has it gotten?" She said lightly rubbing my back. I thought about lying, but... it seemed wrong. I let out a shaky breath as I closed my eyes.
"Bad... Sometimes large bruises that feel like broken bones..." I said quietly.
"...What about you?" She asked after a moment of silence. I didn't answer. She lightly took my arm causing me to flinch and pull it away.
"Bongi please... You don't need to do this." I whispered. She gave me a comforting smile and took off one of my gloves.
"Iz..." She breathed sadly. "These aren't the only ones are they?" She looked me in the eye and I didn't even need to respond since the tears I was holding back started to fall. "Please..." She said letting out a few held back tears as well. "You have to stop this... At least this or I'll have to involve myself." She said softly as she started wiping my tears away. "It's my job as an older sister to protect you Iz... I thought I lost you when I couldn't find you... I know you don't want me to report him and I'm trying to hold out till you turn eighteen, but this... I can't protect you from yourself. Don't make me turn him in and take custody of you so I can keep an eye on you." I buried my head in her chest and hugged her tightly.
"I missed you so much Bongi..." I cried lightly. Bongi was the only person I let see me upset... I guess it was the way we felt like siblings. I knew she cared for me as much as she said and to me that meant a lot.
"I know little monster..." She said with a sad smile.
"I'll... Try harder not to... Really I haven't the passed few weeks. I've had work, school work and... other things." I said looking at her. "I really appreciate that you'll still let me handle things." She smiled and laughed slightly as she wiped off her tears. "What?"
"Is one of these other things that short brunette?" She smiled lightly. "I was a bit weirded out at first since you know... I'm your big sis. I kinda didn't want someone else trying to be that for you, but the way you look at her." She smirked slightly. "You're in love~" I pouted and wiped off the rest of my tears.
"It isn't that obvious!" I yelled slightly. She laughed and and took off my beanie to lightly mess the top of my hair up like she used to.
"To me it is, but I'm your noona. What you expect my little wanna be Asian?" She asked getting some make up out of her bag to fix her face before she had to go onstage. I lightly sighed at the familiar teasing nicknames and shook my head. She lightly nudged me and smiled. "You know I'm here for you Iz. I think you should go for it."
"She's straight and I need to get my life together Bongi... Plus Rach would be worse then you if she found out." I smiled lightly. "She's so over protective and worried about all the glee members. I don't want to add to her stress. Especially when NYADA auditions are so close. I worry her, she doesn't practice then messes up her big moment thus loosing hope in her dreams of being a performer? No." I said thinking on it.
"So you know her so well you know what she worries about and her dreams for her future... Do you also know her favorite foods, movies and songs?" She asked. I rolled my eyes.
"We're friends, she's vegetarian as well, I will undoubtedly be forced to watch Funny Girl again multiple times since she loves Barbara Streisand and any song from that or Wicked is her favorite." I sighed. Bongi laughed.
"I was being sarcastic! God you really know all that about her you really are in love~. Trust me, from the way she looks at you she may not know it, but she's into you too. Why don't you wear something to get her attention?" She suggested seriously.
"She does not! And really? What would you suggest to get her attention, a school girl outfit like in Girl's Day music video for twinkle twinkle or something from Rania's Dr. Feel Good?" I asked sarcastically. She lightly shoved me.
"Ya! I would never suggest something like those unless you were in a relationship and wanted to spice things up in the bedroom. Really I mean something nice, not the usually shorts, tank top, gloves, beanie and jacket. I know you love skating, but that look isn't attractive to many people anymore."
"He was a skater boy. She said see ya later boy he wasn't good enough for her?" I asked laughing slightly.
"Wow an Avril Lavigne comeback, you are really loosing your edge Iz." She smiled as someone came into the changing rooms to give her a five minute warning. "Hey, we'll talk more when I get back kay?" I nodded and she got up to go perform. I sat down on one of the benches then laid back closing my eyes. 'I was so worried... for nothing. I have to learn that people are there for me and will respect my wishes... But maybe she's right. Things have gotten much worse between me and him... I'm turning eighteen in only a few months. I'm sure things will be fine till then. Wont they?...'
Quinn's POV:
I ran over the small conversation between Isabella and her friend multiple times in my mind and it only helped to encourage what I already thought. 'Why would they need to talk in private to catch up?' I asked myself. The look the asian girl had was a very worried one. Sensitive and important issues didn't settle well with me. To top it off the look Isabella had about talking to her again after she might have cut her off... none of it sat well. The only reason I could think she would cut off her only friend when she moved was to keep a dark truth from getting out. So if her friend wouldn't know if something was happening or got worse if she did know... 'It would make sense... But I can't confront her with no evidence or else she'll brush it off.' I thought to myself. Already knowing what college I wanted to apply to and attend I was able to work my mind around the revolving puzzle instead of focusing on the performances. After the performances ended talked to us and wanted our opinions on the different schools so we had a small discussion before he checked the time.
"It's getting late and we have a long trip back... Can one of you see if Isabella is backstage?" He asked, luckily Rachel was still wrapped into a deep conversation with Kurt about the NYADA kids and their performance level so I quietly got up and nodded.
"I'll go check." I offered as I made my way out of the auditorium and backstage to the changing rooms. I asked one of the other schools where I might find columbia university singers and they pointed to the other end of the room. I looked around and reached to open a door to the next section of changing areas when I heard Isabella talking.
"Yeah I remember..." Izy said a bit quietly.
"You promised if things got out of hand and he hurt you bad... You'd contact me and let me help take action against him. Part of me thinks that time has already passed, but I trust in your decision Iz. I will hold you to your word though... If something happens and I find out you did nothing I'm going to come down to Lima Ohio and force you into a week of the things you hate while I lecture you up and down." She said slightly jokingly. My eyes widened slightly as I stiffened. 'If she made a promise... before she lost contact with her friend... How long has this been happening? And how bad has it gotten? If she cuts on top of being abused... she wont last long. I have to talk to her.'
"I know noona. I promise... I'll do something if it gets... dangerous." Izy said hesitantly. I froze and flinched a moment. 'Now's not the time though...' I quietly left and walked back to the lobby.
"Hey Quinn, is Izy done yet?" Will asked as everyone stretched their legs before the ride back.
"Yeah... She'll be back out here in a minute ." I smiled slightly and went back to my small group of cheerio's. Santana gave me a look and I shook my head lightly.
"Not now." I said. I wasn't sure whether telling someone else before talking to Isabella or even Rachel was the right thing to do. I had to wait till monday at least. A few minutes passed before Izy and her friend came out smiling and laughing.
"I'm serious, one of these days we'll have to go clubbin and burst out in kpop. It's fun~" Bongi smiled.
"Right, like singing in a language no one else knows in a crowded place is fun." Izy said rolling her eyes. Bongi started dancing slightly.
"It is if your singing: Let's go party, now work that body. Areumdaun i bami neowa nareul bureul ttae. Let's go party, now work that body. Nega neomu geuriun oneul gateun naren" Bongi sang.
"Now let your body work it. Du pareul beollyeo nareul gamssa anabwa. I sunganeul jababwa." She sang back and smiled. "Yes I bet you get all kinds of freaky in the club." She laughed.
"Mhmm look who's talkin white girl. I'll text you tomorrow little monster." Bongi said giving Izy one last hug. Izy returned the hug and nodded.
"Talk to you soon noona." She waved. Rachel smiled and walked up to Izy smirking.
"So..."
"So?" Izy asked.
"Talking to a friend who got you really into music make you feel any different about joining the glee club as a performing member?!" Rachel asked excitedly. Izy shook her head.
"You never give up do you?" She sighed. "N-"
"Actually Isabella, Ms. Pillsbury and I both think it would be beneficial if you did. So unless you want to declare yourself a cheerio looks like your going to be a real member." He smiled. Izy's smile faded.
" we already spoke about it. I'm not singing and you can't just force a student to be an active member of something." She said with a small glare forming. "Honestly a complaint against the glee club when it's on its last leg might really kill it." She remarked.
"Come on Isabella. Why not give it a shot, we all have fun and your sure to enjoy it." Mercedes offered. Izy shook her head.
"You guys have random fights every week about something or other. I've managed to stay out of it since I'm completely impartial and not part of the problem. I don't need the drama or stress on top of the work load I have already." Izy said defensively. Rachel's expression turned to worry as she looked at me for a suggestion on what to do.
"If I may suggest , you really can't force her to do anything nor should you since your a teacher not a dictator, but if we could compromise on a trail period of Isabella taking part in Glee exercises and assignments without the pressure of competing in sectionals, regionals or nationals I'm sure she would be willing to give it a shot for a few weeks..." I suggested looking at Izy to see if she'd agree. She looked at me confused to why I was stepping in, but shrugged and nodded.
"Fine... I'm already at the meetings and if I don't have to worry about the competitions since I wont be in them then... Sure I'll sing a song every once in awhile." She said, but it was obvious she just wanted to get off her back. He nodded.
"Alright then. No pressures, no extra work, just show up and sing when we have an assignment." Izy nodded and put on her headphones heading out to the bus.
"Thanks Quinn." Rachel whispered before walking after Izy and taking a seat next to her on the bus. 'Thanks... Did I help? Or make it worse...'
Rachel's POV:
I followed Izy worried about her sudden outburst. I was happy to see her catching up with an old friend that was like a sister to her. She seemed to be doing great, but with 's sudden force to move her from assistant to performer when she already was having emotional problems and seemed afraid of joining her mood suddenly went dark. I wanted to make sure she was okay, but at the same time I wasn't sure what comfort I could offer. I took a seat next to her, but I could hear her music from her headphones. Though I worried that listening to it at that high of a volume would damage her ear drums I didn't want to make her angrier by bursting into her comfort zone and making her talk while the others were getting on the bus. Instead I lightly rested my head against her shoulder and sighed lightly. Instead of stiffening like I expected she would she kept her head against the window and lightly held my hand. I couldn't tell what she was trying to say by it, but I felt like it was her way of saying thank you for respecting her need for a moment alone. I closed my eyes, comfortable with Izy to lean on and dozed off a bit tired on the ride back.
"Rach." Izy spoke softly as she shook me lightly.
"Hmm...?" I opened my eyes and looked up at Izy realizing I had fallen asleep with me head on her lap. "S-sorry Izy." I said blushing lightly as I sat up. "I guess I got too worked up to see NYADA perform that I tired myself out." Izy shook her head.
"It's fine, but we gotta head back to your place. We're back at the school." She said smiling slightly. I blinked and rubbed my eyes a bit. "Don't worry, I'll drive back." She said getting up and heading to the car. I got up and followed her a bit worried as the nights events replayed in my mind.
"Are you sure you're up for driving tonight Izy? Or... even spending the night? I understand fully if you don't feel like taking part in company and rather spend your night alone in your own room." I said getting into the passenger seat.
"Did my attitude put you off that badly?" She asked fastening her seat belt and starting the car.
"N-not at all. I only meant that I know you appreciate your space. So I do not wish for you to feel obligated to entertain me by spending the night at my house if you wanted to go to the solitude of your own room. I know you really didn't want to join glee and you're angered at and possibly me for not saying something to help." She sighed and shook her head.
"I'm not angry at all with you Rach... You kept my secret and with a slip I'm the one who let it out. How could I be upset with you? I am a bit irritated with and his dictator feel of the glee club. That he thinks he knows best for someone he knows nothing about, but believe me... I rather spend the night with you then alone." She spoke quietly as she started driving us back to my house. I knew she wouldn't want to say why she still didn't want to join as a real member, so I didn't ask.
"Will I really help?... I'm worried I'll make you more upset." I said looking down.
"You could never make me truly upset Rach..." She trailed off. I wasn't sure of what she meant by that or the mood she was in. She seemed to have calmed down, but still carried something that was making her sad... and I could sense a slight fear in her tone.
"Why's that?" I asked a bit sure that anyone could do anything to make another person upset. To say that they truly could not was a bit of a big statement.
"Like how Bongi could never make me truly upset, but... not in the same way." She responded. I sighed slightly at her usual un decipherable way of talking. She smiled a bit. "Why are you so upset Rach?" She asked a bit concerned.
"I'm worried... You're becoming more elusive then usual Izy and I don't want to ask you something that will upset you. So... I'm upset because I'm not sure what to do or say." I responded honestly. She nodded understandingly.
"Rach... One day I'll tell you everything. Till then, this is the best I can do, but I don't want you to worry or step on egg shells around me. I mean it when I say you wont upset me. Believe it or not spending time with you has made me much better off then before... I feel better spending time with you then brooding alone. Something about your irritatingly positive attitude is starting to rub off on me." She said smiling lightly. I couldn't tell what sparked the sudden spark of wanting to open up, but I felt like Izy was really speaking her mind instead of running things through her mind and altering them before she speaks like she usually did.
"I thought you said once I wasn't irritating like others said." I pouted slightly. She laughed a bit.
"You aren't I just find positiveness in general irritating."
"Then that must be why we're such good friends~" I responded happily. "Opposites often have a habit of attracting each other. I don't think we could have not been friends."
"You know, I think you're really onto something there. I can't imagine us not being friends." She smiled as she pulled into the driveway and turned off the car.
"Let's hope dad saved some dinner for us so we can eat something before we head to bed~" I said getting out of the car and heading inside. The rest of the night passed odd, but well. We filled dad and daddy in on the events and they were happy to hear Izy had a good singing voice, but didn't pressure her into singing for them. After that Izy kept in her odd mood that I had a hard time reading. She seemed to be the most open I've seen her, but... she seemed like something was eating away at her as well. I wanted to know what she was thinking about on the long drive back since it seemed to influence her sudden mood change. I didn't ask though knowing it was probably something very personal. As we got in bed to get to sleep for the night Izy turned over and snuggled a bit closely like she had the night I was scarred a ventriloquist doll would try to come kill me.
"Hey Rach?" She asked as she was drifting asleep.
"Yes?" I asked letting out a yawn.
"What were you dreaming about earlier?" I thought on it for a few minutes and shrugged.
"I'm not sure... I can't remember. Why do you ask?"
"No reason, just seemed like a good dream. You wouldn't stop smiling." I let out a tired laugh.
"That a bad thing?" She shook her head lightly.
"Just curious. I hardly ever have good dreams. Let alone ones that make me happy."
"Mm... Well, I hope you have good dreams Izy. Who knows, maybe you'll have one where you're the main character in that game you love."
"Tch, I hope not. I rather not have someone I like stabbed and then find out my memories aren't mine but a dead friends and have to save the world from an alien creature that's part human." She yawned. I opened my mouth to respond but wasn't sure how to.
"You know what? That was too much for my mind to process tonight. So I'm bidding you a good night Izy." She laughed a bit.
"Night, sweet dreams Rach." She whispered.
ANN: Thoughts? I'm thinking of having another miniature time skip, not as long, after Quinn confronts Izy on Monday, but I'm not decided. The event I'm looking forward to writing comes a bit after which is why I'm excited to move on with the story. Songs in this chapter were: A goose's dream by Insooni, Let's go Party by 2ne1 and honorable mentions in the story were Twinkle Twinkle by Girls Day, Dr. Feel Good by Rania and Skator boy by Avril Lavigne.