You Never Cease To Amaze Me Chapter 25: Confusions and Questions, a suite life series fanfic

Confusions and Questions

Reaching my boiling point, I pick up a vase filled with flowers and water from a nearby table and pour it on top of Zack's head. Finished with this conversation, I leave the Tipton. I run to my car and speed away from the hotel, tears blurring my vision. I don't want to cry over him anymore, but it's inevitable. Realizing that I'm driving mindlessly through the streets, I think of where I should go. I can't go back to the Tipton right now and I definitely can't go to my parent's house. That leaves only one option; my secret hideout.

Practically shaking with anger, I pull away from the Tipton in my beat down, little car. Driving to my safe spot is like a natural instinct; I don't have to think twice about it. I hardly even notice when I finally reach my destination. I quickly get out of the car and walk a few yards to my safe haven.

I sit on a large rock as I take in my surroundings. I'm surrounded by trees, which have grown in an almost perfect circle, leaving the middle clear. This rock where I sit now was where I first escaped life due to my parent's arguing. Normal people would probably think that being in a small forest in the middle of the night is terrifying, but I find the quiet peaceful and safe.

Flashbacks of my relationship with Zack replay unwillingly through my mind over and over again. Numbness courses over my body, which I welcome gratefully. Anything is better than the pain of treachery. How could Zack do that to me? Is he like how all the girls say he is? Wanting the chase only? And I finally gave in and not only lost the love of my life, but my best friend as well. There is no way I could ever talk, let alone look at Zack the same way ever again. I thought he would at least have the decency to end a relationship before starting another…but I guess I don't know him as well as I thought I did.

I don't know how long I sat on that rock, repeating the same questions over and over again in my head and never getting answers. It could have been minutes, hours, or days for all I know. But when I finally decided to go home and attempt sleep, I could see the light of day barely starting to peek out from the horizon, reminding me how tired I was. My mom, no matter how much I despise her now, always gave me the good advice to never drive when you're exhausted. That's how she lost my uncle. I pull out my phone and impulsively hold the number one down, speed dialing.

"Hello?" Zack's frantic voice sounds after the first ring.

Pain pierces through my body as I hear his sweet, melodic voice. I was so sleepy that didn't realize I was calling Zack. Calling him when I need a ride or help with anything was something I did even before we started dating. Breaking that habit is going to be hard, but it has to be done.

Which is why I hung up the phone.

My phone started ringing again, flashing up Zack's caller ID, seconds later as I knew it would. Ignoring it, I get in my car and drive back to the Tipton reluctantly. I really don't want to see Zack, but I have my shift to do. My phone rang fifteen minutes straight, since Zack kept recalling. The stupid tune soon got on my nerves, so I turned off my phone to ride the rest of the way to the Tipton in peace.

After another fifteen minutes, I enter the Tipton and take my place behind the candy counter. Luckily Mr. Moseby isn't here, so I won't have to explain my lateness, though he probably has already noticed. As expected, Zack comes out of the elevator minutes later. He must have seen my car pull up.

He's carrying a box of candies and a bouquet of roses. Oh boy.

"Hey sw-…Maddie." Zack says quietly. "These are for you."

"Yeah Zack," I reply bitterly. "Like I really need candy, while I'm working at the candy counter!"

"Oh, those aren't for you." Zack says, handing me the roses, while keeping the box of candies.

Rolling my eyes, I respond, "Who are they for then? Your new plaything?"

"No! They're for…" Zack says, and an unrecognizable look crosses his face before he covers it up. "Forget it."

I turn away from him and pretend to restock some shelves as Zack says, "I came to apologize."

"For what?" I ask, spinning back to him.

"I…for hurting you Maddie." He replies with sincerity.

"And how did you hurt me?" I ask icily, wanting him to admit it out loud.

Zack looks at me for a few moments for replying, "I honestly don't know. I promise you that I didn't cheat-"

I hold a finger up, making Zack instantly stop talking. "It's okay Zack. I get it. You were just using me until you get lay the next girl."

"Listen to yourself!" Zack says, finally showing some emotion. "That doesn't make any sense. We didn't even do anything!"

"Oh, so now you're saying our whole relationship didn't mean anything to you?" I say, fuming but keeping my cool.

"No! That's not what-" Zack says before I cut him off.

"Leave me alone." I say and then put up the closed sign before walking away from him.

After I finish my shift, luckily with no interruptions from Zack, I go up to London's suite. When I get to the door, I notice a sheet of paper on the ground.

Dear Maddie,

Before you burn this in the fireplace, please listen to what I have to say. I love you more than anything or anyone in the world. You have to believe me. I've been smitten with you since the moment I saw you when I entered the Tipton five years ago. Nothing will ever change that. When I saw you crying yesterday, it tore me up inside. Especially since, somehow, I was the cause of it. I would do anything to make you feel better. Just tell me what that is, and I'll do it. I love you more than life itself sweet thang. I don't know how to help though, because I don't know what I did wrong. I know you don't believe that, and I would think the same thing if I were you. but please, PLEASE hear me out. I want you, and only you Maddie. No matter how many times you may reject me or dump water on my head, I won't give up trying to show that to you. I want to fix whatever I did wrong. I need to fix this. And I need your help.

With all my love,

Zack

With that hit below the belt, I enter my room and jump under the covers on my bed.

I've been thinking about Zack's letter all day. I practically have it memorized. He hasn't bothered me all day, probably waiting for me to come to him. What if he's telling the truth? But how can you not know when you cheat on someone? I mean, really, come on. It's not rocket science. Anger makes me see red once again as I end my shift at the candy counter and go to London's suite.

London's been really supportive of me throughout this whole process. She's even given up on her shopping sprees to stay home with me and watch movies, while we eat ice cream. I think Cody has really changed London for the better. She's still her fun, quirky self, but she treats people better. I would never want London to stop her new relationship with Cody just because Zack and I are not on speaking terms. She has been on a few dates with Cody since the fire, but has mostly stayed home to take care of me. I feel guilty, but I'm too selfish to tell her to go out and have fun. Besides, I've overhead conversations between Carey and Mr. Moseby on how Cody has his hands full with Zack, even more than London is busy with me, since they are twins and all.

When I enter the suite, London already has the movie menu screen on and two tubs of ice cream with spoons on the coffee table. I smile, gratefully and sit down next to her on the couch. I begin to lose myself in the movie soon after. The movies London and I watch are strictly horror or action, with zero romance. I'm not ready for that yet. I know. I'm pathetic.

About mid-way through the movie, I start to hear some muffled sounds in the hall. I look at London, and she looks back at me just as confused.

"I'm going to go check it out." I say, happily taking any distraction handed my way. I open the door moments later and the sight takes my breath away for a moment.

Zack is standing on the other side of the door, strumming a guitar. Just when I think my ears couldn't hear any better sound, he starts to sing:

Oh I had alot to say
Was thinking on my time away
I miss you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry I'm blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

This time I think I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
We get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry I'm blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
[ Sorry lyrics found on .com ]
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Every single day I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah Sorry!

Tears spill over onto my cheeks, although I will myself not to cry. His voice was so beautiful, so heartfelt, so…indescribable. My brain isn't thinking properly as I see him set down his guitar and slowly walk towards me. Or at least that's my excuse as I let him envelope me in the tightest, most comforting hug he's ever given me. My heart clenches as I inhale his familiar, comforting scent that's so indescribably Zack. Just like my nose, my body recognizes his presence. I feel so complete holding him in my arms; like two puzzle pieces fitting together. I hold him tighter and wish we could just escape to an alternate universe and forget this whole thing. But when I open my eyes, I realize that can't happen. And I had to do the most painful thing I've ever had to do in my entire life.

I released him from my hold and closed the door on him.

I stare at my alarm clock and wait for it to start beeping. I didn't get a wink of sleep last night. Zack is really messing up my sleeping patterns. Right at seven a.m. it starts blaring, and I quickly turn it off. Not ready for another day, I get up and dressed. I open front door of the suite and close it behind me. As soon as I start walking, I trip over something hard, sending me flying to the ground.

I look to the object of my clumsiness and see Zack, sleeping on the hallway floor with a blanket curled messily around his legs. He must have stayed here all night, waiting for me. I start to feel guilty as I see him slightly shivering. I pick up the blanket and bring it up to his chin; thinking of the major neck ache he'll have when wakes up. I can't wake him up now and tell him to go back to his bed though, since he'd want to talk to me again. It's way too early in the morning for me to start crying. I stroke his soft, thick hair before willing myself to leave him and go the candy counter.

Once I exit the elevator, I see Cody waiting at the candy counter.

"What's up?" I say in a raspy voice.

"We need to talk." He replies sternly.

"About what?" I feign ignorance, already knowing what his subject of discussion will be this morning.

"Zack," he says. Before I can object, he says, "Something's wrong."

HIIIIIIIIIII EVERYBODY!!!! Sorry that it has been SO long since I've updated!!! I know it's been weeks, but I've had so many tests and this stupid term paper that has kept me up till two in the morning every night. Ugh! But I really am SOOO sorry for the lack of update. Forgive me? I'm really excited about this story though. So excited, that I might, just might, even update again tonight or tomorrow. How does that sound? I would REALLY LOVE it if I could get at least ten reviews before I update though. There's major drama coming up!! The song that Zack sang is called Sorry by Buckcherry.

To Kristina:

Haha, I know. Our communication is epic. Thanks SO SO SO much for the review! I loved it. I love keeping people guessing on what's happening next. Builds up the suspense. I'm 80% sure that I'm going to do a sequel. I love your dedication to this story (the whole memorizing thing) haha. It really flatters me. My spring break was good, but way too short. Sorry to hear about your spring break! Summer's right around the corner though!