Ohmygosh. I actually updated. Can you believe it?
I apologize, my mushrooms. Yes, I wasn't dead. Let it be known that I had a huge case of writer's block with this story, which is one of the reason I was behind in updates. The other is school. You all have to understand, no?
On an unrelated note, who's seen the trailer for Beastly? I kinda wanna see that movie. And I absolutely adore the song on the trailer - Broken Arrow by Pixie Lott. Actually, later in this story, I think that song might fit. One of the reason I say that is because it inspired me for part of the plot line that is coming up. So, hey, for the next few chapters, you could listen to that song while you read.
On another random note, does anyone else think Davis Cleveland is adorable? :D
Just a thought.
Dedication: This is dedicated to my stalker buddy, IMaGUMMYbear. :)
Disclaimer: Because some evil fan threw him last chapter, David's here to do the disclaimer.
David: Your crowd is brutal, huh?
I know, right!
David: AbbielovesChanny doesn't own SWAC. Or me. To the person who threw me, thanks oodles.
Oodles. -giggle-.
Sonny.
"Thanks, Ali." he grinned back at me. "And you still don't know how sorry I am for everything I did to you. I just..I wanted to come make things right. So, come on. Do you forgive me?" James smiled hopefully.
I sighed. I couldn't go on hating him forever, right? Everyone deserves a second chance. Well, in most cases. Now, kidnappers or murderers? I have different standards for them.
"Yeah, James." I shook his hand. "I forgive you."
"Hey, get away from her!" I heard a shout at the door.
June 30, 2010. 10:16 P.M.
James tensed up, closing his eyes. "How did I know something like this would happen?" he muttered. "Let me guess - it's your boyfriend?" he opened his eyes back up.
I nodded.
"Could you, um.." James chuckled a bit. "Could you explain to him that I'm not trying to hurt you?"
"Yeah, James." I sighed, getting out of my seat. "I'll take care of it." I walked past a slightly worried looking Quinn to the door of the shop where Chad was standing, fuming. His fists were clenched and he was glaring at James. Finally, he looked over at me and his face softened.
Chad put his hands on my shoulders. "Did he hurt you?"
"No!" I exclaimed. "I'm fine." I narrowed my eyes at him. "What, do you think I'm that stupid that I'd come to a coffee shop and talk to James if I thought he'd hurt me?"
Suddenly, Chad became angry again. "You were stupid enough to not tell anyone the whole time he was abusing you!"
I could tell Quinn and James' jaws had both dropped behind me. I did a silent gasp myself. I forced back my tears, and every one of my breaths became quick and short. Finally, I closed my eyes. "Why do you care anyway?" I asked. I opened my eyes again and finally tears began to brim in them. "You're not my boyfriend," I said as I opened the door of the coffee shop and exited it quickly.
June 30, 2010. 10:25 P.M.
I forced the door of my house open and then slammed it behind me. My mother, father, and Derek were all sitting in the living room. They looked up at me as I stood in front of the door, huffing and puffing.
"Sonny?" my father asked - probably the first time he had ever called me that.
Tears began to come out of my eyes again, and I shook my head. I ran towards the stairs, hearing Derek get up and call after me. I went up to my room, collapsing on my bed, tears pouring out of my eyes by now.
I thought about what had just happened. Chad and I were supposed to break up because of my mother - but I knew we hadn't. Now I had officially done it. Officially...well, dumped him.
I'm stupid. So, so, stupid.
See? I could say it to myself, but I didn't appreciate it when others agreed. Especially not the one who had told me he loved me. Why would he do such a thing? That wasn't the Chad I knew. That wasn't the one that had hugged me for no reason, when we weren't even together. That wasn't the one who had kissed me in the rain. That wasn't the one who had told me he loved me nearly every second of the day.
That was just some jerk.
Sigh.
At that moment, Derek burst into my room. He looked at me with sympathy in his eyes, then kneeled down by my bed next to me.
"Do you want to talk?" he asked quietly.
"Boy troubles." I responded, figuring that would scare him off.
Derek chuckled. "I'll still listen."
I finally sat up, and Derek sat next to me. I sighed, thinking of where to begin.
"Did mom tell you I went to the park with Quinn?" I asked. He nodded. "Well, Quinn had texted Skylar who told Chad that we were there. He came and visited us."
"You're lucky mom doesn't know. She'd kill you."
I rolled my eyes, smiling. "Thanks for that confidence boost. Anyway, when Quinn and I were walking home, we met up with James."
"Seriously?" Derek's eyes widened.
"Yup. James. He asked to talk to me, and we went to a coffee shop - there were witnesses there. We talked for a while, and then, for reasons unknown, I forgave him for everything. At that moment, Chad walked into the shop. He got all...protective, and angry at James. He asked me if I got hurt, and I asked him if he thought I was stupid enough to talk to James if I thought he'd hurt me."
"And?"
I sighed. "He told me I was stupid enough to stay with James while he abused me."
"What?" Derek stood up in surprise. "He said that?" I nodded. "But...he...Sonny, I saw the way he looked at you. It was a rare look for a teenage boy to ever give to a girl."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "What look was it?"
Derek's voice got quieter. "When he looked at you, he had love in his eyes, not lust." he sighed. "The point is, no matter what he says, he loves you. I know he does."
"I wasn't finished." I continued. "It was then that I told Chad he wasn't my boyfriend anymore."
"You did what?" Derek shrieked. "Sonny, I know you love him, too! You just practically showed him you didn't! Why would you do that?"
"You're making me feel so much better, Derek." I glared at him, and he smiled meekly. "I don't know why I did it. And I know, I know it was a big mistake. That's why I'm so upset."
"Don't worry, Sonny." Derek sat down next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. "You'll get through this."
Aww, who hates me right now? Don't worry, you'll hate me more later. Hopefully, even later after that, you'll love me again.
:P.
I see your face in every flower, and your eyes in stars above.
~The Very Thought of You, various artists.
-Abbie
