Take Me Back
A/N: Well... Sorry if this will be a little late. I have something I'm going to be doing tomorrow (Thursday, Feb. 5) and today I may not get the chapter done (if you can't figure out the date, I feel bad for you.) My Sora/Kairi one is going good at least! :D That's always a plus Lol.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but this plot. Bummer.
Quick Random Thought: Peach & Rasberry Chocolate... Does anyone besides me think they're gross?
Chapter 13: Unlucky Number
White sweat pants and an orange T-shirt. That's what the outfit for Olette consisted of. She didn't feel at all like doing anything, and was thus left at the hotel room, abandon by her mother and brother.
It was okay with her though. She needed time to think, and soak in the bathtub maybe...
This was stupid. All she wanted was to go home... She missed Selphie and Kairi, even Tidus and Wakka... Riku and Sora too. Taking some coffee out of the pot, she wondered just how long they would be in this stupid town.
There was nothing left for her here. That was something she hadn't figured out until now. She was always curious to know what she was missing in her friends, her home... Roxas... But now she saw that her home wasn't hers anymore, her friends the same and willing to do anything for her, and Roxas was a stupid bastard.
Yup, that's right... Olette hated the kid now. He had betrayed her, and hurt her... She had never felt this close to anyone before in her life, and then he took the knife, stabbed her in the back, and twisted it until it popped through her heart. Talk about a double whammy - friendship and a possible romance.
Sighing, becoming more depressed than she already was, she decided maybe she'd watch some T.V. That sure was something she hadn't done in a long time. Mustering up a grin, she plopped onto the couch, settling herself into the cushy material with her big bowl of popcorn, coffee, and pop. What a horrible mix...
But it didn't matter, she just went about her business.
Although, as soon as she was about to buy a movie, there was a knock at the door. She groaned loudly, hoping to scare the person off, but it juset made them all the more anxious. Hesitantly pushing herself off of the couch, she walked to the door and thrust it open, ready to yell at anyone who intrupted her 'time'.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she stopped.
There infront of her, claid in ripped jeans, suade boots, and a red and white thinned strip with lace on the bottom shirt, and a red headband complete with a bow, was a certain blonde. And boy, if Olette thought she was depressed, she should have ventured out to find this girl to make her look like the happiest person in the world.
"Are you Olette?" She asked in an extremely nervous and tenitive voice.
She simply nodded, to stunned. She knew who this was...
"Olette... I really need to talk to you." All the brunette could do at that request was step aside, so the girl could walk in. How dare she... But Olette figured she'd see what that little bitch had to say. Man, was she on a roll with the swear words that day...
After allowing the blonde to get comfortable on the couch, Olette slumped into a chair, pausing and rewinding the movie. Shifting heavily, the sapphire eyed girl opened her mouth and took in a deep breath, completely ready to spill her, what looked to be by the amount of oxygen going in, life story.
"It wasn't Roxas' fault that all of this happened. It was mine and this guy named Seifer. It was a horrible thing to do, and I know that what he did after that festival was horrible too, and I know you must be really upset, and you must hate me, but I do apologize and I never meant to hurt you, I just didn't know what to do because I was lost and confused, and I was only looking at what I thought was best for myself, when clearly it wasn't the right thing to do, and I feel stupid, and I'm completely ashamed and -"
"Stop," Olette half exclaimed. She didn't want to seem anxious, but this was getting ridiculous. "One... Even if you claim it wasn't Roxas' fault, it was because he kissed you, Naminé. Two, yes I know who you are, and I admit I have been way jealous of you because it seems like Roxas likes you (suspicious proven right). Three, Seifer wouldn't do a thing like that... Four, what do you mean what he did after the festival? All Seifer did was walk me home. Five, I do hate you, and I am upset. Six, you probably aren't sorry, and you wouldn't have done it if you didn't mean to hurt me. Seven, bullshit - you're sixteen... You should have found yourself when you were nine. Eight, I agree with you completely there. And nine, you'd probably do it all over again."
She had never before been so harsh on someone before, and she hadn't intended to at all really. But desperate times called for desperate measures. Either Naminé was truly sorry, or she was a very good actress. But Olette knew girls, and she knew blonde whores such as Naminé... (By the way, no offense to Naminé lovers. That's just her roll in the story - I love the girl! Just not in Chain of Memories.)
She wasn't sorry...
"It's not true... Honest, Olette, this whole thing was a mistake!" She cried, hoping that the girl would believe her.
"If it was a mistake, then why did you God damn do it?" She found herself jumping to her feet, and getting in the girls face. Shock spread throughout her feeling, as the familiar electrifying feeling of anger swelled throughout her veins.
"I don't know, okay? I messed up!" She had jumped up now, tears stinging her eyes. She must have felt very guilty. But Olette didn't buy it, or didn't want to.
"You think it's all going to be okay now?! It wouldn't be! Not between Roxas and I or you and I again!" She found herself screaming, letting the bottled up anger of the past, present, and future release itself.
Naminé, luckily, didn't have a clue about any of that, so was right there being angry with her. Well, at least Olette had an anger buddy...
If you can really call that whore a buddy... She agreed with her mind.
"I don't care! All I want is for Roxas to be happy! I see that now, and I think that -"
"If you want him to be so happy, you go date him! It's apparently what he wants!" She screamed, tears leaking down her own cheeks now.
"Are you stupider than me?!" Leave it to her to insult herself. "I mean, I know I get bad grades and such. I thought you were supposed to be smart!"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Olette put her hand on her hip, expression turning irritated almost too quickly, as though she were getting ready to be defensive.
"I mean," she breathed, trying to stay calm, "that he likes you! Not me, and not any other god damn girl who stalks him and follows him around! He likes you!" She sighed exasperatedly, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Olette stopped and looked down, anger completely vanishing from her very being. She talked so quietly, Naminé wasn't sure she had even talked at all.
"He doesn't like me... If he did..." She trailed off as her shoulders began to shake. Slinking down into the couch, she sobbed into her hands. Naminé wasn't sure quite what to do, but she sat next to the brunette and offered any comfort she could give. After all, this was her fault.
They stayed like that for sometime, before the blonde pulled back from her hug.
"Olette, go talk to him... Surely you guys will be able to work something out, and you'll live happily ever after!" She tried to muster up a smile, but the mood in the room was far too depressing.
"But... But..."
"Or he'll come to you. It's really the way to go. Everything's better when the guy apologizes!" She talked in a chipper mood, just enough to allow a light smile to grace Olette's lips... "I don't know how I can make it up to you..."
She shook her head. "Just tell me what you meant about Seifer... Please." She felt her old calm self coming back to her, and she felt that some of the things she said were unrealistic and a smidge harsh, but also some of them true.
"Seifer wanted sex... Plain and simple." She stood up and waved. "I should be going... My dad wanted me for something at noon, and it's almost that time. I'm sorry I had to cut this short, and again... I really didn't mean those things that happened..." With that she took her leave.
Olette on the other hand, sat stunned in her spot. Naminé the bipolar, Seifer the player, Roxas the cheater... What next? Pence the body builder?
Naminé had just come to talk to her. She had just explained that Seifer was bad, and Roxas was good. But how did that make any sense?
She had no idea who exactly this girl was, therefore couldn't exactly pin point if she would realy tell the truth or not. Sighing exasperatedly, she pushed the doors open and walked out to the balcony, allowing the warm breeze to hit her face.
Olette wanted nothing more than to go home. This whole trip had been one big waste of her summer. Sure, the questions she had had been answered... But at the cost of missing precious time with her friends back home.
That's when she began to think about then. Would anyone even miss her? Would they be bored and such without her there? Then she got the idea...
"Selphie!" She yelped, and hurried back inside, pouncing onto her suitcase and ripping it apart to find her cell phone. It was only to be used in case of emergency on this trip, but that was definitely an emergency. Anxiously, she pressed and held the first button, and held it softly to her ear.
"Hello?" Came a groggy answer.
"Selphie!" She was so glad she got an answer, and there was an obvious shift in the mood of the other line.
"Ollie! Oh Ollie! I'm so glad to hear from you!! I want every single detail of the trip! I hope no one has been mean to you, and I hope you found your sexy friends, and ohhh! There's been nothing to do here without you, and we all miss you so much! And I just -"
"Selphie!" Olette laughed. This was just what she had needed to lighten her mood tremendously.
"I'm sorry, but it's just been so boring! But that's not important. What is important is you giving me every tiny detail of your trip so far!"
"There have been so many good things... And bad things, and horrible things, but also some amazing things too!" She sighed, thinking about the first day she got here, and how weird it was running around with Oliver tagging along like a lost puppy.
"I want to hear all about it!"
Out in the living room, her drink, popcorn, and sappy romance movie awaited... But wouldn't be noticed again for quite a few hours...
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There was complete silence, until someone decided to break it.
"What a bitch! What kind of nerve does she think she possesses to actually come and talk to you... AFTER she made out with the man of your dreams! Ollie, please tell me you aren't taking her advice over mine!"
Olette smiled at the noises her friend made, emphesizing the disgust for the blonde. "What advice would that be, Selph?" She asked, a small smile creeping upon her features.
"Hm... Give me a minute to plot..." She wanted nothing more than to say the perfect words to her friend. She hoped ever so much for Olette to be happy, and she was actually willing to think on her break, just for her. "Why don't you just like... Let your anger go, and then you can just see what he tries to say to you?"
"I haven't talked to you in weeks, and that's all you can say?" She smiled slightly, letting a chuckle show throw in her voice. She could almost see Selphie grinning like a baffoon on the other line.
"Well... You've made me digest a lot of information... My mind isn't that big for gossip when I don't have a clue who they are!" She laughed as well, but then turned slightly serious again. "He sounds like he's good for you, Olette... I mean... If this Naminé character is really telling the truth, then he seems like he likes you a lot."
"It would be so hard..."
"You'd see each other on holidays and breaks."
"Would it even last?"
"You've been best friends forever! I wouldn't be surprised if there was some sort of... Secret marriage that happened so long ago neither of you can remember!" Selphie gasped at her own assumption. "Darling, why didn't you tell me? I thought we agreed I was going to be there!"
"Oh shut up Selph..." Olette laughed, happy to have the conversation light again. "Oh!" She almost forgot to ask. "How are you and Tidus?"
"We're good again..." Her flippy haired friend became more mellow. "He's been away at camp... We talked it out over the phone though, and we both agreed to take time off, just until he came back. Then we'll try it again and see how things go! Eventually, we're both going to run out of flaws and stop breaking up!" She giggled.
"I'm really glad you're working it out with him, Selphie. You two are adorable!"
"Oh... Um... I think that everyone wants me to tell you... But if you talk to Kairi, you can't tell her okay?"
"Okay spill! I need the gossip after being away for so long!"
"Sora's going to buy her a promise ring."
"A what?"
"A promise ring!!"
"Oh... My... Gosh! No way! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Selphie that's so excellent! She's going to be so happy! They're going to look adorable!"
"And think of their wedding and their kids, and their house... Ohhhh it was a match made in heaven!"
"Positively perfect! So cute, he has to wait for me!"
"That's why he hasn't given it to her yet..." Olette couldn't believe the news she was hearing as she fiddling with a loose piece of white thread from her bedspread. "He wanted to wait until you were hear. Nothing will be complete until our whole gang is around!"
"I can't wait to get home!" She sighed, and flipped over, chocolate hair cascading around her. Boy did she need to cut it or what? She sat up and looked at the ivory colored antique dresser placed delicately infront of the wall, diagonal from the bed.
"It's going to be great..." Selphie sighed, and the girls both knew the other's expression. Green eye's shimmering with delight, brown hair tilting to the side as their heads dropped, in a dreamy daze that would consume them until Sora finally got the guts... And Olette finally got home.
"You know... I think that I'll come home soon... You know - my mom has been on the phone with the hospital a lot. I can only assume she'll want to come home soon to see him..."
"Oh Ollie, but everything is going to be fine. Don't freak yourself out about coming home... You just do that when you're good and ready. Sora can wait... And surely, for your boy problems, and since your father really liked Roxas supposively, he'll wait too..."
"Thanks so much Selphie... You really were the exact thing I needed today. Not junk food and sappy movies."
"I'm cooler than all of them!" She burst into a fit of giggles with her friend. "I'm always here for you, Olette... In the end, everything concerning Roxas, you need to do what you think is the best fit thing to do. I only think that perhaps Roxas isn't the bad guy... But I'm not saying Naminé is either..."
Olette nodded, and replied, "Trust me, Selphie, I'm pretty sure everything might just work out."
"Hurry home hon... But... Don't hurry too much!"
"Will do. Bye Selphie."
"Toodles!" She hung up then, and tossed the phone onto a small mound of clothes. Sighing, she knew that her words to Selphie had a strong possibility of becoming the truth...
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A/N: Well... I was going to update on Wednesday, but then I got stuck. Thursday, I didn't even touch my computer chair, let alone finish. Friday I wasn't home, and now finally at 9:48 at night, I'm writing my author's note... Isn't that just grand?
I'm so sorry for the late update. This story is coming to an end, as you can see... That chapter (mainly chapter's end) wasn't completely useless... It holds a key to the future... But that's not important...
Stay tuned for a sneak peek to my Sora/Kairi! It's coming along quite nicely... Not suckish like this one is. I'm glad to see that one of my reviewers is back, but I seemed to lose a few of them too. Again, I'm sorry if it's the updates' fault... I really don't mean for it to be.
And I'm just too tired, and too lazy to check this over for spelling mistakes, so forgive me on that too if there are any. Thanks to anyone who points them out there!
With that said, I think it's time to end this long ass author's note. I hope I put Selphie in character as well... That sort of scared me... But don't worry all you Naminé haters... I think she may still have a bitchy part to play. As for everyone who likes her, well there might not be. I can't please everyone, right? :)
-zesty-