Ch. 42
*CourtneyPOV*
Finally after hours of nothing but TV and playing the same video games over and over salvation arrived. The guys who clean up the snow, Joe calls the the "snowmen", came and dug us out if our hobbit hole. We were all relieved to see the sun again, but none of us were as happy as Pete's mom. She had about had it with teenagers for the rest of her life. I tried to keep the boys in line, but what are you gonna do, they're guys. Of course they used their dude magic and made me fuck around with them.
We three pillows, played video games nonstop, we were loud, we jumped on the couch, fought, and completely trashed the living room. In the end I couldn't help feeling bad about it ad stayed back to help clean up while everyone else went home.
Pete went up to his room to sleep while his mom and I cleaned up. "Thank you for staying to help, it's really sweet of you," Pete's mom said while fixing the book shelf.
"Oh it's nothing, I helped make the mess. I wouldn't be able to sleep of I knew I left you to clean this hurricane up by yourself," I said picking up an old wrapper.
"You're so sweet, I'm so glad Peter has a friend like you. So Courtney, how have you been?" she asked smiling.
"Oh I've been fine. School work is alright, family is cool, the only thing is..." I stopped, did I really wanna talk about Patrick and Brendon with Pete's mom?
She grabbed the trash bag from my hands and set it down, "What's the matter honey? You can tell me, believe it or not, I used to be a beautiful young woman just like you," she said smiling.
"It's relationship issues, I don't know if you'd wanna sit through that," I said giving her a small smile.
She seemed excited, "Ooo juicy, I'll try my best. Shoot," she said sitting us down on the couch.
I explained everything, from Allie cheating on Patrick, to Gerard, to last night. It took a lot longer than expected and some tears were shed. The whole time Pete's mom listened, nodded, and hugged me when she knew I needed one. I was really thankful for her being such a trooper. All your problems feel so much lighter when you have someone to tell them to.
"Well, you've got yourself in quiet the pickle now haven't you," she said tapping her fingers on her knees. "So now wait is Brendon the one who moved to New Jersey?"
"No no, that's Gerard and he didn't really move to Jersey, he went back. Brendon was the one who was here last night, the new guy."
"Oh alright. That makes a lot more sense. Now, I'm no love expert but it sounds like these two boys love you very much. I've always known that Patrick and you would have made a wonderful couple. He's so sweet an caring. But Brendon seems to have developed so pretty deep feelings for you. All I can say is, find what makes you happy. Relationships go one of two ways, you either marry em or you leave, so it's important you choose the one who you can stand living with for the rest of your life," she gave my knee a small squeeze and told me to go home.
I told her there was still so much to do but she insisted that she could handle it. I thanked her one last time and left. Who would have thought that I would be venting all these to Pete's mom. I guess you can find a best friend anywhere.
As I was walking home I thought about what she had said. If I loved Brendon so much, why did I have these feelings for Patrick still? What if I do get back with Patrick, would I have feelings for Brendon still?
I decided that I needed to get my mind off boys. Boys were driving me crazy! So I went down into my room and turned on the TV. I flipped through the channels, nothing was on but lovey dovey chick flicks, news, and crappy day time television, naturally. I threw my remote at the wall, I was beginning to get frustrated, it's like the world won't let me forget about them.
In every chick flick the girl always ends up with the perfect guy. There's struggle, but some miracle happens that sets her straight and she gets the hot guy, easy. I blew a piece of hair out of my face and sat there pouting for about fifteen minutes, but then I got an idea.
I thought to myself, "ugh my life is like a bad Reese Witherspoon movie". So why not make it a good Reese Witherspoon movie? Okay, what I'm saying is that if I watch a bunch of chick flicks, I can see what they do to get the right guy! I'm going to cheat love!
I jumped up and ran out the door determined to fix my life. Then I went back into my house because I forgot my wallet. THEN I strutted out the door in complete confidence, ready to find out who my true live was, by watching a shit load of sappy romance movies.
I walked into the old Blockbuster, because my little town hasn't moved on yet. I walked to the romance isle and picked out 7 different movies that fit my current situation in life the closest. Two guys hot guys and one girl who can't make up her mind. I got in line and grabbed a couple of snacks they keep by the register. I'm gonna be locked up in my room for a long time, I'm gonna need nourishment.
It was my turn to pay and I dumped all my stuff onto the counter, "You're buying all this?!" the cashier asked. She was young, about my age and had bright pink hair.
"No, I'm gonna steal all of it and I just wanted o show you first," I said sarcastically while I was digging for my cash.
"Woah, no need for the attitude missy. I'm just glad it's a bunch of chick flicks. Usually when someone walks up with this many DVDs it's all porn," she said looking through my pile of teenage trash. "So you just go through a break up or something?"
"What? Oh no. I'm watching all these to try and figure out how to pick the right guy," I said handing her my card.
"Well good luck with that. Tell me how it goes," she said sliding my card through the machine and handing it back to me.
"Thanks, and I like your hair," I said grabbing my bag.
She grabbed a strand of her hair and smiled, "Thanks, no one really compliments it. They all complain about how 'abnormal' or 'hideous' it is."
"I think abnormal is boring and it's not hideous. It reminds me of cotton candy."
Her smile grew, "Thank you! That's what I've been telling them! The name's Emma by the way."
"Courtney," I laughed and said goodbye, she was nice. Now back home. I was walking home when my phone went off, it was Brendon. I didn't really feel like talking to anyone right now so I let it ring. I didn't even manage to get back home before he called me again, and again I let it ring.
By the time I got home he had called me 12 fucking times. I gave in and called him back.
"Hey where have you been? I called you like 100 times!" he said.
"Actually you called 12, get tour facts straight buddy. I was in the shower, can't a girl shower in peace?"
"Oh," he chuckled, "I though you were mad at me or something."
"No, so what'd you need?" I asked.
"What? Oh yeah, I wanted to know if you wanted to go out to dinner with me tonight?"
"Oooo, yeah I've got today all booked sorry. Maybe some other time?" I said carefully, I didn't want him to invite himself over or anything.
"Oh really, what are you up to?"
"So nosey. If you must know I'm going over to my aunt's house for dinner. I haven't seen her in such a long time." I smiled, I was gifted with the skill of lying. Ever since I was a kid I could lie like a villain. It scared my parents, I think it's a very important skill to have.
"Oh, well have fun. Bye sweetheart," he made a kissing sound into the phone and hung up. Blagh, he was so sappy. Just like a bad Reese Witherspoon movie I thought to myself.
By the time I had watched every movie it was 3 in the morning. I was chewing on some kind of candy I had picked up at the register, I'm not really sure what it is. I was just sitting on my bed with the dim light of the TV filling the room. I was flipping the movies over in my head over and over again. Paying attention to every detail in the plot.
After awhile I realized what my life lacked that every movie had. The girl's best friend. In every movie the main character had a girl friend who talked with them and gave them advice. All my friends were guys, and I don't think they would help much in this situation.
I fell back onto my pillow, well fuck. Now I need to put on my social front and make a friend. I hated people, how the hell am I gonna make a friend. Then it hit me, I may have already made a new friend, or met her anyway.
Hey guys! Long time no update... yeah sorry about that. I had serious wroters block, but I figured it out. Hope you liked the chapter and if you did you should check out that Patrick one shot I wrote... *cough cough* Anywhore... Thnks Fr Rdng!
