A/N:
Thank you so much for all of the positive you guys, my readers, keep on giving this story! It means a lot to me! :) I mean, wow, so many reviews!!!
First off, I hope you enjoyed your Easter weekend (I hope you didn't have too much chocolate and threw up....eww). I also hope a lot of you are enjoying your Easter Break (Spring Break) from school, college, what have you. Enjoy the time you have left!
Second off, I'm sorry you've had to wait almost (2 months!? Really!?) for this chapter. I've been very busy and very stressed with my college work. I'm also trying to find a university to go to and this process is very tiring. So, yeah, that's my lame excuse for not updating. But, because of Spring Break, I have found time to update! Yay!
OK, third off, I just wanted to say that I have updated my "Alvin And The Chipmunks 2: The Chipettes" fanfic 3 days ago. I said I was going to stop writing it; this is a loe. It was an APRIL FOOL's joke! Hope you aren't (or weren't) to upset with me. I am still continuing that fanfic!
Fourth off, I have posted a few other fanfics over the past few days, so go and check them out when you have the time! :)
I have everything all planned out for this fanfic, and let me tell you, it's going to get very dramatic and very romantic. I can't wait for you to read and find out what happens!
WARNING: Contains some blood. You have been warned!
Sorry this chapter is a little shorter than usual.
That's all I've got to say....except.....
Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes!
To All Minors: Do not read this if you are under the age of thirteen years of age!
Read and Enjoy!!! :)
"Could you imagine someone else is by my side
I've been afraid he couldn't keep myself from falling
My heart was always searching for a place to hide
Could not await the dawn to bring another day
Your not the only one so hear me when I say
The thoughts of you, they just fade away"
- Cascada
"Another You" by Cascada.
Screaming......her screams....her voice, calling to stop....to stop the monster from doing it's perverted actions....to stop the pain....to stop it all; that was all Alvin heard in those past ten minutes. Actually, Alvin wasn't even sure if it was ten minutes because to him, as he sat that crouched on the other side of the monster's cave listening to the chipette's screams.....the girl he loves.....her screams.....to Alvin, it felt like he was listening for an eternality.
Alvin didn't hear anything else, see anything else; his mind, brain was concentrated on one thing and one thing only, the one thing at, that precise moment, this moment right here, the one thing he loves and loves with all his heart....the voice, screams of Brittany Miller....her terrify screams, screams that, no doubtly, will haunt Alvin's dreams till the day he dies...but that day felt like it already passed. This, listening to her screams....this was worse than hell, Alvin came to the conclusion; nothing was worse than this. If someone had chosen him to listen to the thousands of souls in the underworld in pain or this chipette's screams of pain, Alvin would the underworld in a heartbeat.
Alvin didn't know what was happening around him. A bomb could have gone off just across the road and Theodore could have shouted out "Run, Alvin!".....but Alvin would be none the wiser; he would just sit here, crouched, in an almost dazed sort of state of mind and listen to the girl he loves most, listen to her screams, his heart breaking a little bit more as she screamed louder.
In short, Alvin's mind was a mess, his feelings, emotions, on haywire. But....why was he sitting on the outside of the cave, outside the house (If you could call it a house) to the monster that was having vicious advancing over the girl he loves, the girl who is in pain right this very moment!? Why, for the love of God, why was he sitting outside, listening to what was happening on the inside instead of being in the inside and stopping what he was hearing!? Why doesn't he (No...he should!) get up and go in there and stop that monster from hurting his Brit? Why does he stay outside, his mind all a mess and scrabbled? Why doesn't the fool, the love-sick-fool!, why doesn't he do anything!? Why? Ask me! Why!?
Is it because he is a coward!? Is he afraid!?...yes? No?
The little voices in Alvin's head laughed and questioned Alvin's ethics, but Alvin had no clue whatsoever what the little voice were talking about, for he was still concentrating on her screams. How could he hear the voices when his mind was so far away from its normal state? Could you blame him?
But just as the little voices started to disappear into the depths of Alvin's unconsciousness, Alvin's conscious thoughts caught up with him. Alvin shook his head, thoroughly. What was he doing!? He should be in there! He should be stopping this, hitting the monster over and over and over, seeing how he liked feel pain! Alvin would spill all of his anguish, all of the fear, the sorrow, everything he had witness today, everything, he would push it all on to that monster! And, in the end, Alvin would laugh as the monster died.....
But Alvin shook his head again. Whoa, where did that last thought come from? Alvin was a little mean at times but, he wasn't evil....was he? I mean, that thought was pretty harsh......
But he deserves it, Alvin thought as he growled under his breath, him-self, unaware he was making any noises.
Yes, the smart sensible voice replied in his head. But, you putting the pain on him, doesn't make you any better, Alvin took a minute to think this. The voice was, un-shockingly, and unfortunately for Alvin, right. Actually, the voice continued. It makes you look worse.....
Alvin hung his head, letting those words sink in. God he hated that little voice so much. Why wouldn't it stop talking to him!? Why wouldn't it just go away and leave hi be!? Alvin had enough of this voice!? Why did it always have to be so right!? Why did it even help Alvin in the first place!?
If I don't help you, the voice replied, Alvin not wanting to hear any more from it. How would you know what the smart thing to do, is? The voice chuckled a little (If voices in your head can chuckle) as it disappeared and vanished where all the other voices in Alvin's head disappeared to.
Although Alvin was glad that the annoyingly smart, know-it-all voice had finally disappeared, Alvin knew that it was right. Charging in the room and beating the living shit outta that monster would not make Alvin any better. Killing the monster would not solve anything...but Alvin wanted to do something; he wanted to go in there, he did, he did, he did!
But just as these thoughts were settled in Alvin's mind, silence properly fell over the monster's habitat. It was quiet at last. There was no more screams. It was over.....for now.
With Alvin's ear still close to the door, he focused on what he could hear; there was some rustling of clothes, the panting of a man, a chippete's sobs was heard in the distance.
"Not a word," the monster, growled. "Not a word to anyone. OK, my beautiful princess?"
Alvin didn't hear and answer. What Alvin heard almost made him gag; it was the slurping noise of lips smacking together. He was kissing her...
"I....." It was his Brit's hoarse, quiet voice. She sounded upset...but....she didn't sound heartbroken. "I love you, Rupert," Alvin's body shocked at hearing this; she loves him!? After everything he did to her and she still has feelings for him...it!
"I love you too, babe," the monster replied in a smooth flirty voice.
"We're getting married tomorrow," Brittany whispered in a sad voice....but was that a hint of happiness Alvin could hear?
"Yes, and then, you and I, we'll be together forever," The monster was smacking it's lips against another pair of lips, yet again. Alvin's anger boiled a little more. "But I need to go now, babe. I have a Stag party to attend to...."
Alvin heard more rustling, footsteps were coming closer to the door. Alvin put his head back a bit...but he could still hear what was happening inside....
"Must you leave?" Brittany's helpless voice asked the monster. Why did she want it, the thing, to stay!?
"No, I have to go, babe," Alvin heard more rustling and more footsteps, footsteps that were becoming louder and we nearing the door.
"Alvin!" Alvin almost had a heart attack from hearing the small yell from his younger brother Theodore, who was in a nearby bush, gesturing for Alvin to come and join him; Alvin had forgotten that he, Theodore, was with him. Seeing how the monster was about to exit and Alvin didn't want to kill the living shit outta the monster, Alvin jumped down from the patio and hid behind the bush with Theodore by his side.
The door cracked open and the monster entered the night air. The monster, Rupert, was wearing some smart clothes....well, as smart as can be for a monster. He was about to take off but before he did so, he turned his head around to look inside and said in voice just loud enough for Alvin and Theodore to hear:
"I love you, my Brit,"
Alvin's blood ran steaming hot. Nobody ever, And I mean never, ever called Brittany that but him! Britney was his "Brit" and Alvin was her "Al"! That was their nicknames, the names they used to call each other when they were on friendly terms with each other. No-one was allowed to use them!....but that monster had. He had called her "Brit"...he had used the name. It hurt Alvin to the bone.
"Alvin, quick! His gone!" Alvin felt Theodore shaking his shoulder. Alvin shock his head. The monster was gone, no longer standing on the patio. Alvin looked down the road and saw that the monster was now walking down it. "We can go inside!"This was Theodore's voice. Alvin looked at the patio. Theodore was correct; the door was open....
In a flash, Alvin had scrabbled up the steps as fast as he could, entered the monster's habitat and, when Theodore, too, was inside, closed the door, firmly, with a loud "BANG!"
Alvin heard a small gasp from somewhere in the room...the room in where the monster lived, the girl he loves most and, the little boy who is in a fragile state, also lives' in. The room was dark, little light, just enough for Alvin to see shoulder's objects and, from what Alvin could see, there was few furniture here and there, a TV, a bookshelf, books scattered across the floor and the silhouette of a shaking figure; Britney Miller.
"Whoever you are," Brittany's voice came out strong, fierce, yet came out jittery and nervous. "You better leave before my husband returns!"
Alvin sighed; Britney could tell some pretty good lies when needed be...and it was one of the qualities that he loves so much about her. Doesn't she know that Alvin knows that the monster won't return in awhile? Obviously not.....
"It's OK, Brittney," Alvin said in a calm voice. "It's me; Alvin,"
There was silence in the room for a long period of time. Not much could be heard, but Alvin did hear some rustling and Theodore's voice saying "Sorry," in the dark room somewhere. Alvin couldn't see Britney's reaction at all, for the darkness was just too much. Was she happy that Alvin was here?
Soon though, Alvin's question was answered for light suddenly filled the room, showing the room for what it truly looks like.
"I found the light switch!" Theodore shouted from somewhere to the right of the room. This explained what Theodore was doing and why he said "Sorry,".
But as light filled the room, Alvin wished that the room was in complete darkness again. Alvin saw open Britney's face and what he saw made his heart stop, made his blood run cold. All over Brittany's face, all over her beautiful face was bruises cuts and gashes. Small streams of blood run down her face, one of her eyes was bruised badly, her eye swelled up, a gash was deep by her lip. She wore an expression of pure hate, a darkness written all over her face...Alvin was in a nightmare.
Theodore screamed. "Oh my God!" Alvin heard him exclaim. "Brittany! You're face!" Britney turned to him and gave him a death glare. Theodore glanced away and exited the room shouting as he left: "I'm going to find a first Aid-kit!" He was gone....
Alvin stared at her face, his Brit's face. How could this happen to her!? Why did it happen to her!? Why didn't she stop him!?
"Why don't you take a picture," Brittany's dark voice etched out to Alvin. "It will last longer," This seemed to have shaken Alvin out of his shock, for he looked down at Brittany, sadness written all of his face, his heart beating hardly, and got down to Brittany's level. Britney was sitting on the floor, her knees up to her chest, her hair hanging down.
"You need help," Alvin said in a calm and sympathetic voice. "Let me help you...." Alvin let out his hand as a sign of compassion, ready for Britney to take hold of. But Brittany pushed his paw, his "compassion", right back in his face.
"I don't need your help, Alvin," Brittany spat, sending daggers at Alvin. "I don't need nobody's help. I'm fine....."
"Fine!" Alvin fired, his calmness, vanished all of a sudden; Brittany jumped a bit in her place. "Have you seen your face, Brittany!? Are you blind!? You have cuts and bruises all over your face!" Alvin gestured to her face with his paw. "He's evil!"
"Evil!" Britney slowly stood to her full height, glaring into Alvin's eyes. Alvin too stood up to his full height; he was a little bit taller than Brittany. "He loves me! He loves me like no-one has ever loved me in their life! He makes me....." Brittany paused a bit. "....whole,"
Alvin snorted. "He beats you," He stated it with no laughter, no emotion in his voice. "He rapes you," Alvin's heart pangs with sorrow at these words. "Do you call that love?" Alvin looks into Britney's eyes, tears sparkling to leak. "Cause I don't,"
Brittany's body shakes with anger, but her eyes tell a whole different story. She turns her back to Alvin. Silence is heavy in the air for a good few minutes. After awhile, Brittany breaks the silence:
"His had problems," Brittany says quietly. "Problems he can't control.....drinking problems,"
Heavy silence.....
"That's no reason to treat you the way his been treating you," Alvin mutters, loudly.
"But I know he loves me," Brittany continues, still not facing Alvin. She walks a little away from him. She picks up a framed photo that Alvin can't see the picture. "He loves me, and has been in love with me for more than ten years....."
This was news to Alvin; after all, he was in a coma for ten years and he didn't know what had happened to everyone, to his friends and family....to the girl he loves. What really did happen? He had been asking the same question since had awoken and now, finally, maybe, he was going to get some answers....but....ten years together, that is a long time......It has to be lie!
"I don't believe that," Alvin stats out, his voice hoarse and dry.
"Well it is true," Brittany says louder, as she turns to face Alvin, her face a picture of sadness, tears sparkling by her eyes. "I love him and he loves me, and that's all that matters.....now,"
Alvin sighed. "How did it happen?" Alvin asked, not wanting to believe what he was hearing....but, if he wanted to know what happened, he better ask some questions, even if he didn't believe in any of it.
Brittany seemed to have looked away from Alvin, again. "Rupert was there for me when no other man was. He was kind and soothing and comforting. It felt like I could tell him everything, anything, and he would keep it safe, keep me safe....."
"Why was you upset?" Alvin asked, wanting to know every single detail, wanting to know exactly what happened to the girl of his dreams.
Britney seemed to pause for a bit before she continued:
"I had no-one. I had no-one to care for me, to tell me 'It's OK, everything's gonna be alright,'. No-one was there....because you were gone," Brittany finally looked back to Alvin, a mixture of sadness and anger. "Because you were gone.....you were gone....."
Brittany walked up to Alvin, glaring at hi all the while, but her glares were screaming out: "Please...hold me,"
"Why did you leave!?" Brittany was clawing away at Alvin, leaving deep cuts in Alvin's hoodie.
"Why did you leave you fucking idiot!?" Another scratch.
"Why did you leave me!?" Another cut; Alvin's heart, breaking....
"Why did you stand in the road when that car hit you!? Why didn't you look where you was going!? WHY? You fucking idiotic, asshole! Answer me!?" Brittany was screeching away, her voice was raised, angry, fiery, tears streaming down her face. Alvin just stood there and too it all, for he knew, he truly deserved it.
"You know what shit you've caused?" Britney had stopped flaring and scratching now. She had Alvin by his hoodie. "You know what happened since you got hit by that car!? You know how you fucked up everyone's life's...destroyed life's!" She hit Alvin on the chest, scratched cross the face.
"I was waiting for you on my patio....you remember that, Alvin?" It was a rhetorical question so Alvin didn't answer, and even if it was a proper question, Alvin wasn't going to answer, anyway. "I sent you the text....you didn't show up in time, I gave up on you. And since that day, you have been dead to me.....I never thought about you again, never think about you, ever. You are just a figment of my imagination,"
Alvin was as stone as rock. No emotion on his face, nothing. He was just standing there, his mouth agape a bit. His heart was breaking into pieces, never to be mended. He was in shatters and he was unmendable....
"The day after you died, that was the day I meet, Rupert. That was the day I found my true love. Since then, it's only been me and him.....but after a few years, it was me, Rupert and Alvie, my baby," Brittany had picked up another photo; she put it to her heart. "Since he was born, I love my baby, my baby Alvie, his special. Rupert, the father of my baby, loves Alvie dearly. He so does love him. Rupert has done everything to get our lives on track; he has a job to feed the family, he has done everything to help me have a happy life. He has been there all the way; I don't know what I would have done if he isn't here to help me raise Alvie.....I would have died," Brittany's started to sob. "He loves me, I love him, we have child, and that's all.....that's all,"
And that was all she said. Britney looked back to Alvin, rubbing the tears from her eyes. Alvin was shattered, He didn't believe what she had said to him....Alvin was nothing to her, she didn't care.....she had said the same thing to him in the hospital only hours ago, but now, it was sinking in Alvin's mind, his heart....she was in love with the monster.
"You...." Alvin's voice broke. "Y-you said that Rupert is a good man....that he would never hurt little Alvie......"
Alvin.....Alvie.....Alvin.....Alvie....concentrate.......
"Why is it that little Alvie is in hospital at the moment in a critical conDITION!?" The yell came out of nowhere. Alvin had gestured to outside in the direction of the hospital where a boy, Brittany's son, was living off a life support machine. Tears...heart....aching..... "Do you call beating your son 'love'? Do you call beating and raping 'love'!?"
"Rupert has never touched little Alvin in his life!" The tearful chipette spat back. "Whatever you saw was not real! And....you shouldn't be here! You should be dead, gone, never to return! I told you to go, I told you to never come back when you was at the hospital and, yet, your still here!"
"He doesn't love you, Brit!" Alvin shouted full with passion and sorrow.
"Don't call me THAT!" Brittany shouts back, coming right up to Alvin. "No-one ever calls me that name!"
"He does," Alvin muttered. "Rupert calls you that name,"
"He loves me," Seems to be a reasonable answer to Britney. "He makes me whole; he is there for me.....unlike you!"
"I was in a coma!"
"Before you was in a coma, you still wasn't there for me!"
Alvin stops to say anything. Britney's cold words ice over him, the feeling of guilt and the truth sinking and freezing into him.
"Rupert is there for me....he teaches me.....he holds me tight in his arms....he tells me when I'm doing the wrong thing...and if I continue to do it....he....punishes me,"
Alvin understood that last sentence perfectly. The monster beats Britney when she does something "wrong"......but the monster was beating Britney and telling her that it was her fault that little Alvin was in the hospital....this isn't true; it's his fault!
"His twisting you, Britney," Alvin says strongly, holding Britney by her shoulders. "His making you believe everything he says; don't you see that?" Brittany whacks Alvin's paws away from her shoulders.
"I deserve it," Brittany says back, he voice more quite than before. "He does it cause he loves me....."
"He doesn't love you!" Alvin shouted, upset that Brittany believed everything that monster would tell her. The monster had Brittany exactly where he wanted her, and Alvin wasn't going to have that. "I lov-"
What Alvin was about to blurt out almost made him faint, the fact that he was going to shout out "I love you," through his heated emotions was far too much for Alvin to handle. But, fortunately for him, Theodore returned to the room.
"The only first aid-kit I fund was up in the attic," Theodore said, his voice out of breathe, his head shaking from side to side. "Why was it all the way up there, I have no idea!"
Theodore walked over to Brittany and inclined her to sit on the couch so Theodore could help her clean up the painful, deep cuts on her face. Brittany does as gestured to do. Theodore also sits down. He opens up the first aid box and takes out some antiseptic cream and dabs it onto a cloth and das it over Britney's cuts.
"I wasn't interfering with anything, was I?" Theodore asked as he continued to clean Britney's cuts ("Ow!" Brittany yelps). "I could hear you both arguing from all the way in the attic,"
"No," Britney answered as she looks to Alvin. "You weren't interfering at all, Theodore," That was a lie...
"Oh, good," Theodore says, somewhat relieved. He continues to heal Brittany's wounds; he is now bandaging her cuts. "We need to get you outta this place,"
Alvin heartedly agreed. "Yeah, we need to go to the police and tell them that-" But Alvin couldn't go to the police station, even if he wanted to. The police were properly still after Theodore after the whole apartment fire incident. Alvin also didn't know if he was cut off either from the realization of this or because Brittany said:
"No,"
"What?" Theodore exclaimed, stopping from cleaning Brittany's cuts to look at her in the eyes. "We need to take you to the police-"
"Take me to Jeanette's house," Britney said in a firm voice. "Take me to my sister,"
What Brittany was thinking, Alvin didn't know. But, if Jeanette is a safe place away from the monster, Rupert, then Alvin thought it was a good place to take Brittany. If she is with her sister, she would be cared for and looked after. It sounded like the perfect place for Brittany to stay at....
Theodore was about to say something but Alvin stopped him at the last minute:
"No, she's right, Theodore," He looked at Britney, who stared back at him. "She'll be safe with her sister," Theodore returned to taking care of Britney's wounds (Although, he didn't sound to convinced by the idea.) "We'll take you to, Jeanette," Alvin said.
"Thank you," Brittany mumbles that doesn't sound to grateful, but here says "Thank you" like she really means it.
After a few minutes after Theodore had finished with healing Britney's wounds (Which Alvin thought he did an excellent job at), all three adults left the monster's cave, closing the door with a creek.
They all started to walk down the street, away from the monster's habitat, leaving as quickly as possible; they didn't know when the monster would return.....
In minutes, all three of them are standing outside Jeanette's front door. Theodore and Brittany knew where Jeanette lives so, obviously, they lead the way and Alvin followed.
It turned out that Jeanette lived in a small house on a dark street. In fact, the house wasn't that far away from Brittany's house, but both houses weren't on the same street. The house loved rather adequate and small, the walls painting in a white color and the roof top was purple color, matching Jeanette's style exactly....well, Jeanette's "old" style.
There seemed to be some party going on inside. Lights were on, girls were chattering on and music was on full blast. Alvin could hear female laughter as well. What kind of party was happening inside? And, it was really unlike Jeanette to throw a party! Wasn't she the shy type? Well....things have changed.
Theodore knocked on the door. The door was soon opened and there stood Jeanette, all dressed up in a purple dress and her brown her long and shiny; she looked very pretty. She looked at both Theodore and Alvin, but when her eyes fell on Brittany, he eyes grew wide.
"Brittany!" Jeanette exclaimed, wrapping Britney in her arms. "Your here at last! We thought you weren't gonna make it!" Didn't Jeanette see the bruises? Guess Theodore did a good job in covering the bruise with make-up.....
"Like I would miss my hen night," Brittany replied, hugging her sister back. So, that's why Brittany wanted to come to Jeanette's house; Jeanette was hosting Brittany's hen party....well, the monster was going to a stag party.... "I'm the one whose getting married tomorrow,"
"Do I hear the voice of my overly egotistical older sister?" Came a squeaky voice from behind Jeanette and Brittany in the door frame. I heard Theodore gasp when he too heard the voice.
Eleanor stood in the doorframe. She was wearing a pretty green dress, he blonde wavy hair down pass her shoulders. Brittany hugged Eleanor.
"I'll let that one slip," Brittany says with a slight chuckle.
"What took you so long?" Eleanor asked when both sister's released each other.
"I got held back....." Brittany gestured to Alvin and Theodore. Eleanor looks at both of them and her eyes glare.
"What are they doing here!?" Elmore snapped, angrily.
"Hi, Eleanor," Theodore waves his hand at his wife, gulping a little. Eleanor ignores him, completely.
"We helped Brittany to this party, so we would like to stay....." Alvin was abruptly, cut off.
"No," Eleanor said as she put her arm around Brittany. "Don't let them in," Eleanor says to Jeanette as she leads Brittany into the house, not even looking back at Theodore. "We gotta get you in a proper dress...." is the last thing Alvin can hear her say.
Jeanette looks at us sympathetically and says:
"Sorry, guys," And she slams the door in our faces.
Alvin looks to Theodore; he is looking down, sniffing a little. Alvin puts a comforting paw on his shoulder and says:
"Come on, let's go," Both brothers leave the house. Alvin, leaving the girl he loves behind in the house......but, isn't that what he did when he got hit by the car? He left Brittany all alone by herself and, with Alvin gone, she found someone else; that was his fault, was it not? Yes, it was....
"You are a figment of my imagination,"
That was what she said to him, that was the truth she had told him...
"He loves me, I love him, we have a child,"
She was in love with someone else.....but the worst part was that it wasn't Alvin; it was the monster.....
And that was all she said.
A/N:
I didn't expect to write so much!
I was thinking around 2,000 words but I've written over double that. Oh well...
OK, I really like the drama and emotions in this chapter (I'm not sure I like how it's written but, I guess, I'll let you be the judge of that,). A lot of you AlvinxBrittany shippers out there must have loved this one! And those of you who like romance, of course (Even though it's sad romance....)
This chapter is to help character development and is to explain to the readers (You guys!) more of Brittany's history with Rupert and, of course, drama between Alvin and Brittany. It's also to bridge to the next chapter....
I hope this makes up for the amount of time I haven't updated this fanfic! I mean, it's about quality not quantity, right?
Please review! They really help to motivate me and to see how you all fell about my story and everything. They are most appreciated.
Except there to be a lot of grammar and spelling typos in this chapter cause I haven't properly gone over it. I've been writing for 3 hours and I' really tired. Going to bed!
The next chapter....OMG! Just you wait!!!!
Review, please?
C ya next update! :)