Title: The World
through the Eyes of a Basket Case
Author: TWBasketcase
A/N:
Just wanna say thanks to Billy Crazy, Santafelover, Moonjava,
PoohIsMyHomie, Ninarific, and TBFF Nat for reviewing every other
chapter. LOL you rule Natty. Thanks for the reviews, ladies! So I
figured for this chapter we are kinda due for some fluffyness. I'm
just on a roll with the fluff today lol. So I hope you guys like this
one, and feel free to drop me a line.
Chapter 29 – Tide Is High
"Ally?" I heard it faintly…I know it's still damn early…
"Are you awake?"
I opened my eyes slowly, "No Andrew I'm out cold."
He rolled his eyes and sat on the edge of my bed, "Glad to see you're still not a morning person." I groaned and threw my covers over my head, "Go away!"
He let out a laugh and pulled the blankets down, I tried to snatch them back but it was to no avail. He wiggled his eyebrows at me, "Lookin' good."
I let out another groan – this time more of a growl – and grabbed my blankets back; damn boy just knows how to push my buttons, "What are you doing here anyways? Don't you have celebrating to do or whatever?"
He lay back on the bed beside me and shrugged, "Nah…there wasn't much celebrating going on last night."
I yawned and rubbed my eyes, "Oh no?"
He shook his head annoyed, "Nah my old man was throwing a fit all night…and when he wasn't all pissed off he was ranting about how I could have done better against Harris…he said the finisher was the only thing that won me that championship…he told me it was a fluke."
I rolled my eyes, "But you won though…isn't that what he wanted?"
He shrugged, "I don't fuckin' know anymore…he's all pumped and excited one minute than he is a total ass the next. Personally I just think he was pissed because of Coach Waters."
I scooted closer to him and put my head on his chest. He snaked his arm around my shoulder and sighed, "He's still pissed that I am going to Canada."
I sighed in return, "I seriously do not know how you stand living with that man."
He shrugged gently, "He is my dad…even though he is a total prick. I'm living under his roof so that's just the way it's gotta be."
I raised a brow at him, "For now."
He smiled broadly, "Yeah for now…as soon as I'm outta high school it's done with…it's probably gonna take me years to develop some sort of healthy relationship with him."
I lifted my head up slightly, "What he isn't coming to see you in BC? I thought for surely he would wanna see one of your matches."
He shook his head, "Well he can't really afford it first off. But other than that he kinda hates how the sports are so different down there. College sports in Canada aren't taken as nearly as serious as they are here. In Canada they still offer athletic scholarships and everything but they see sports as more of a fun thing. My old man wants me competing at a national and international level…taken more seriously kinda. He just thinks I'm wasting my time and that I'm making the worst mistake of my life."
I lifted myself up so I could look him in the eye, "You're not. If you really wanna do this then you go and do it. It's your decision."
He smiled, "I know that but that doesn't mean that it isn't gonna be hard."
"Life's hard."
"I know it. The thing I'm looking forward to though when I do go is just getting away from all the pain and pressure and just go and do something that I love…I can enjoy it all again."
I gave him a smile, "No matter how much that I am going to miss you…I am happy for you."
He gave me a soft smile and drew circles on my arm with his finger, "I know, thank you."
I nodded, "Well that's what the whole girlfriend thing is for, right? I mean being all mushy and supportive like."
He laughed, "That's one way of looking at it."
I raised my eyebrows, "And what other way do you look at it, Sporto?"
He smirked at me playfully, "Well there are the physical plusses too."
I grabbed my pillow and hit him in the head with it, "Of course, how could I forget!"
"Oh come on Ally, I didn't mean physical abuse!" He pouted playfully grabbing my other pillow and throwing it at me.
"Oh I did!" And I slapped him with it again. He grabbed it outta my arms and pinned me down to the bed, "Listen here, Missy…"
I stuck my tongue out at him and he raised his eyebrows, "Don't forget who the wrestler is here…"
I smirked, "yeah and don't forget who always lets himself lose."
He gave me a soft kiss on the end of my nose, "I let you win because I usually get rewarded for it."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh yes, good boy…lay down and I'll give you a treat."
"Okay."
"Argh!" I hit him with the pillow once again and sat back against my wall with my arms crossed, "You have a filthy mind, buddy."
"And that's a bad thing?"
I shrugged and leaned down to kiss him "depends on how you look at it."
He pulled me down on top of him playfully and I let out a squeal, "Watch it!" He laughed at my look of surprise and pressed his lips against mine again. I wanted so badly to protest and annoy him but he just had me wrapped around his finger; either that or he is just too damn cute to deny. Ha!
He rubbed my hair back over my forehead and pulled away, "I'm glad I came to see you this morning."
"Why did you? And who let you in anyways?"
He laughed, "Didn't wanna stick around at home I guess. And nobody was here…the door was open so I let myself in."
I raised my eyebrows, "You're starting to sound like Bender."
He snorted, "Well I didn't do it for the sake of break and enter, Ally."
I laughed, "Yeah sure…"
He raised his eyebrows and gave me a playful smile, "Watch it, lady!" He grabbed my ribs and tickled me. I let out a laugh and grabbed for my pillow again but he stole it away all too quickly and kissed me again.
"You're a brat Andrew."
He shrugged, "Oh well…you know you love it."
I kissed him hard again and he responded with a tongue darting into my mouth. I reached my hands behind his head and pulled him closer so he climbed on top of me. Our mouths moved in unison and he made me hungry for more with every taste. I pulled his shirt up and over his head and during the short break he gave me a mischievous smile; he leant down and began leaving trails of kisses down my neck to my collarbone…this boy had my mind racked. He slid his hands under my nightgown and gently began to remove it.
"I love you, Andrew."
He looked at me with hungry and loving eyes, "I love you too."
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"I'm definitely gonna miss you around here, you know that?"
He placed a kiss on my forehead, "I know. I think I'm gonna miss being around here."
I laughed, "Thank you."
"For what?"
I lifted my head and looked him in the eyes, "Do I have to say that out loud?"
He chuckled and sat up, "I wish you would."
"To feed your ego a little?"
"Just a little."
I shook my head and was about to respond when the phone rang; I rolled my eyes and looked at Andy, "I have two guesses as to who that could be."
He raised his eyebrows, "Want me to grab that?"
"Sure…" I trailed off and pulled some pants on. I walked out of my bedroom and into the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. My guess is it was either John calling to hang out or Claire because of a certain phone call gone badly. Either one I had a feeling it was gonna interrupt my already good morning.
I sighed and ran a brush through my hair and put an elastic loosely in it.
"Ally?" Andy called.
"What?"
"Claire wants to talk to you."
I rolled my eyes and made my way back into my bedroom. Andy had an amused look on his face; I guess it was a phone call gone bad. I took the receiver from his hand, "Hello?"
"Hey Al, what are you doing?" It was Claire and she sounded annoyed.
I looked at Andy, "Nothing…working out."
She snorted, "You're disgusting," I laughed, and she continued, "Well when you are done 'working out' can I come over?"
I rolled my eyes at the phone, "I am done, come over."
"Okay I just have to get ready."
"So you'll be about two hours?"
She scoffed, "No I'll be over in a half an hour."
"Alright fine, just come right up when you get here."
"Alright, bye," I was left with the dial tone buzzing in my ear and I hung it up. I looked at Andy, "Well this should be fun."
"Bender told a guy she had herpes?" He asked incredulously.
I sat next to him, "Yeah…I wasn't too impressed with him. I've tried to talk to him about Claire or whatever; he just shrugs it off and says he doesn't care about her anymore. Yet when the first guy comes along interested he almost makes the chap pass out."
He shook his head, "I'm sure he will come around…maybe he needs a guy to talk to?"
I snorted, "Yeah…like he would play emotional shit with a guy. He'd worry about his tough guy rep being destroyed."
He shrugged, "You never know…and besides it just a matter of time before Claire confronts him about it anyways."
"I'm dreading the day."
"Another blow up in the making…" He trailed off and looked at me, "Let's never end up like that."
I laughed, "I think I would rather hang myself." He let out a chuckle and lay back on the bed. He was about to respond but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
He raised his eyebrows, "She got here fast."
I stood up, "A little too fast."
We made our way out to the living room; Andy took a seat on the couch and I went to the foyer to answer the door. When I opened it I was not only surprised but feeling a little fire of doom start burning in my stomach.
"Hey John."
He gave me a nod, "Are ya busy?"
"Uh…" I turned my head to face Andy who shrugged, "No."
He cocked an eyebrow, "You aren't still pissed at me about yesterday are you?"
I pulled the door open and let him in, "It's not me you have to worry about."
He rolled his eyes and plopped down on an arm chair, "Are you talking about Princess?"
I just stared at him and crossed my arms over my chest, "She isn't very happy right now."
He sighed and looked at the ceiling, "Oh well."
I shook my head and looked at Andy for help, "I dunno," he shrugged.
I let out a frustrated groan and dropped my hands back down to my sides, "Where's Bry when you need him."
Bender shot his eyes back to me, "You think brainiac can fix this?"
I gave him a cold look and he put his hands up in mock defense, "No Bender Bryan can't fix this but he sure as hell can play mediator better than I can."
He gave me a fixed stare, "Who says you have to play mediator…you don't have to get involved."
"Yeah but when the shows goes down in my living room it will be my business." I retorted waving my arms around for emphasis.
"Who says anything is gonna go down here…"
A sharp knock on the door interrupted, "Allison?" I heard Claire call from behind the door. I gave Bender a pointed look and he rubbed his hands over his face and groaned. I stepped over slightly and opened the door. She marched right in and started, "You will never believe what that son of a bitch did…" she turned into the living room and noticed him sitting there with a scowl on his face, "You son of a bitch!"
He rolled his eyes, "Yeah I heard you the first time when ya came in."
She walked right up to him and surprisingly slapped him right in the face; she actually slapped him so hard that his head flew back against the chair. He stared at her angrily, "What did you do that for?"
She widened her eyes and her arms flew up, "What did I do that for? You know exactly why I did that you asshole!"
He set his jaw, "I do everything for a reason, princess."
Her face was going red and I actually am surprised by how angry she is; I mean I've seen her angry but never this angry.
"And what the hell was your reason for telling James that because of me 'a friend' of yours had to get his penis surgically removed because he had herpes so bad!"
Andy let out a snort but bit back his laughter; I nudged him in the side, "Shut up."
"Did you see that jackass?" He asked almost laughing, "James," he said mockingly, "is obviously stupid enough to believe that crap…he must not have a very high IQ Claire."
She balled her fists up at her side, "You better fix this or I'll kick the shit outta you!"
He laughed, "You? Are gonna kick the shit outta…me?"
She clenched her teeth, "I would love to do more than that…"
He crossed his arms over his chest, "I was just doing you a favor princess."
"Ugh!" She groaned in frustration, "You are so annoying you know that! You get all jealous because some guy approached me! That's rich…"
He sat up in his chair, "I. Am. Not. Jealous. Princess."
"Oh bullshit John! You are the one who kept your old girlfriends, you are the one who left me without a date to the prom, you are the one constantly blowing up at me and picking fights…and here you are jealous!"
And then the shock of the century came…
John Bender was speechless.
It made Andy and I gasp.
Claire must have really hit it.
We shifted our eyes to him and he sat with this eyes cold and his mouth shut.
She tapped her foot impatiently, "Well do you have something to say for yourself? I mean you have done a lot of mean things to me John Edward Bender…but this tops it all!"
He winced at the use of his full name and stared at her, "I have nothing to say about myself."
A tear fell down her cheek, "I cannot believe that I ever thought that you may have a heart buried down inside that tough guy exterior. I'm pretty damn stupid. You hurt me John…again…I hope it makes you feel like a big man."
He opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off, "No save it, okay? I think you've done enough."
She started to cry and he looked like he wanted to bury himself a hole to crawl into. I approached her and put an arm on her shoulder, "I'm sorry, Al," she managed between sobs.
"It's okay," I whispered as I rubbed her back. I looked at John and he was just staring at his hands.
"I better go," He said and he got up and left with nothing more to say. I'm disappointed in him really; I know that he meant no harm by it but the least he could have done was apologize. Claire wiped her eyes, "I swear that guy had a heart somewhere…"
TBC
End Notes: Dammit! Every time I go for fluff I gotta throw something in there angsty! Well I guess I just needed a lead up to what was coming next, so bear with me. I hope you liked this; feel free to tell me what you think :)
