Now that the coffee shop trip was a bust, it seems like Crystal has no other choice but to tell Katie what happened. She was lucky enough to know that being single would've been fine enough to get Katie back as her best friend. She still felt like she should've been able to do more to try to get Katie back, but she'll probably think of something later.
Katie was sitting at her house with Chaz to her side as they were kissing on the couch. Katie's dad wasn't home, so it gave them enough time to make out with each other. It wasn't until, Crystal walked into the house that made them stop kissing each other. Katie looks behind herself, seeing the rebel entering her house.
"Hey guys..." Crystal said, waving a hand at them. "I'm here..."
"Did you find a boyfriend yet?" Katie asked her.
"No...me and Sapphire were at the coffee shop all day today, and...we had no luck at all." Katie cringed, shaking her head at that. "But...I'm not going to go after Luke again, just because I couldn't find a boyfriend at that coffee shop. I'm going to try again some other time, but right now, I just...couldn't find one. But believe me, we tried."
"Well...I can't say I'm surprised..."
After saying that, Katie and Crystal were silent now. The tomboy took a deep sigh, crossing her arms, and looked towards the floor, wondering what to even say next. But that was when she finally decided to say her next words.
"But...just as long as you're not dating Luke, I guess it's totally fine by me." Katie said, taking a leap of faith still. "Can't say Violet is feeling mutual with giving you a second chance though."
"Violet always hated me, you know that." Crystal said, leaning on the side of the couch.
"She's been texting me too." Chaz said, standing up from the couch. "Violet was annoyed that Katie was giving you a second chance for...God knows why, since it seems like this is the right thing to do."
"Damn it Violet..." Crystal mutters, before Chaz continued to talk.
"Violet was also telling me that Crystal had some nerve to try to even try to make amends with Katie to begin with. She can be sorry for what had happened to Yuki, but she rather not end up becoming friends with somebody who was a psycho, and took over the second-hand in those goths when she had it first." The biker than looks over to Crystal, blinking a couple times, before sighing. "At least you got me, Katie, Tim, and Pinky's forgiveness...but those goths who've quit the group, I think they rather not forgive you."
"Ghostly's willing to forgive Crystal for what had happened in the past." Katie said. "So that's one of them. Ray included."
"Yeah, but nothing's convincing Violet that Crystal is going to change. So yeah, it really seems like things are going to work with her when it comes to you Crystal. Sorry." The rebel girl scoffs, crossing her arms, and rolling her eyes at what her former goth friend was doing in this situation.
"I guess that's what I have to expect out of somebody like Violet. She's too hard to try to forgive you..." Crystal mutters, before looking over to her tomboyish friend. "Hey, I'm sorry that...I indirectly got Violet to turn against you...I am...going to try to talk her into letting me make things right for all of us, her friends included."
"Hopefully, Violet will be able to move pass what happened." Katie said. "Because me and Ghostly are such good friends, and the last thing I really need is Ghostly and I to no longer be friends because of something that occurred in the past." The rebel girl crossed her arms, sighing.
"...Or because of me, really..."
"Admittedly, that...pretty much would've been your fault, no offense..." The other girl shrugged, not offended by what the tomboy said. "...Ghostly's also talking to Violet to try to change her mind. Hopefully, things work out between those two." The tomboy than rubs the back of her head, feeling rather uneasy to ask her one more thing. "So...uh...about Goth Boy..."
"What about the prick?"
"I...just thought I asked how the goth group is doing after...well, all the bullshit that they went through." Katie shrugged her shoulders, before placing her hands in her pockets. "Just curious, since it's been awhile after Yuki's funeral."
Crystal stood there, looking away from Katie wondering what to even say about Goth Boy or the other goths for that matter. It feels weird to be without Yuki in her life, and stand in front of her former best friend once again. She had a lot to talk about, but in her head, all of what she went through wasn't worth bringing up to her friends, now that she has gotten them to trust her again. It was already agreed on that herself, Goth Boy, Winter, nor the SPA Agency will speak of the entire incident that occurred days before Yuki's funeral, so Crystal didn't bring it up to them, as promised.
"Me and him haven't talked after Curtis was born." Crystal said.
"Curtis? Who's that?" Chaz asked her.
"Their kid. They told me that he and his wife finally have a kid now, and let's just say that...I'm rather not wanting to talk about them now that...the entire goth group is no longer hang out with each other. So...yeah..." Crystal lowers her arms, shaking her head in annoyance. "I don't really like thinking about them after Yuki's death, but..." The rebel girl held the side of her head, before speaking some more. "...I've moved on from Yuki's death recently, but...it still hurts me to think about them without thinking about Yuki. But...all I can say is that we haven't been talking at all after all that has happened this year." Katie sighed, shaking her head.
"Guess I can't really blame them, or you for not talking to them." Katie said. "I find it cute that they have a child now, despite all that has happened."
"I did see what their new child looks like, he is really cute, I cannot lie about that." The rebel girl then looks at Katie, smiling at her. "Well, I'm just happy that you and I are friends again. Trust me, between you and me, Luke is no longer going to be apart of this friendship any longer." Katie smiled back at her.
"Happy to hear that, dude." The two high-fived on that, happy to finally agree on that idea.
Meanwhile...
Back in the forest, it seemed like the group was finally done with their little trip around the forest. It was a breath of fresh air for Tim after taking that walk around the forest with Pinky's parents. He kept his eyes on his girlfriend, feeling happy that he was able to go on this walk with her, despite it was pretty silent between the four around the forest. It was still nice for him to be seeing a forest like this.
When they got back to the house, Tim and Pinky stood outside the house, wanting to talk to each other in private. So Pinky's parents walked into the house, wanting to make themselves some lunch for themselves, Tim and Pinky included. The couple stood by the front door, and had a bit of a conversation to themselves.
"That was quite a nice walk, Pinky." Tim said. "I haven't seen such a wonderful forest since I seen the movie 'Epic'. I guess it's a pretty sight the more I thought about it, and...you know, I've never been camping before in my life." Pinky shrugs her shoulders.
"Except we're not really camping, we're just having a bit of a hangout at this house." Pinky said, almost laughing at her boyfriend's words. "But I'm glad you enjoyed that walk around the forest." Tim nods his head.
"I really did." Tim looks behind his own shoulder, before looking at his girlfriend again. "Hey, I've been...giving it some thought, and...I feel a little confident to tell your parents about...what happened in my past. I mean, the conversation that we had last night, you know? If that's alright with you." Pinky frowned hearing that being told to her. She held up her hands, still keeping her sad look.
"Actually Tim, that should be on you to decide. If you're comfortable with telling my parents about your past, that's totally fine. What we talked about should just be between you and me."
"Pinky, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I lied to your parents, or kept secrets from them? Besides, only a terrible boyfriend would do that to their girlfriend." Pinky blushes hearing that.
"Oh, you trying your best to be a gentleman, Tim..." She shrugged this idea off. "I guess I can't really argue with you about wanting to tell my parents about how your past really was like."
"Thank you, sweetie." The two kissed, before Tim looks over to the door, taking one more deep breath before entering the house.
The boy walked over to the kitchen, his girlfriend following him there. The two parents of the girl in blue were making the whole group some food, not knowing that their daughter, as well as her boyfriend were standing by the entrance of the kitchen area. Tim waves at the two of them, trying to get their attentions.
"Um...hey, can I...uh...say something to you guys for about...yesterday?" Tim asked them. Pinky's father looks over to his daughter's boyfriend, nodding his head.
"Why of course, Tim. What do you want to talk about?" Pinky's father asked him.
"It's about...what I've...avoided talking about last night, when you asked me about...my parents..." Pinky's parents looked at each other, before Tim continued to talk. "I feel like...me not saying anything would...make me seem completely dishonest with you guys, so as a good boyfriend to Pinky, and...be a good friend to you guys, I have to tell you guys something that...I've been keeping from you, for my own self."
"What is it, Tim?" Pinky's mother asked.
"It's about...my parents..." Tim sighed, before pulling up a nearby chair to sit down. "...I didn't want to destroy the mood that we were having last night, since it seems like...all of us were finally all here so that...we can have some fun together, as if this is an actual hangout I would have with my friends. Not to mention, this thing that I've been keeping is...really personal, and...I just didn't want to bring it up. But I want to tell you guys about it, so that I can just...be honest with you guys."
Pinky's father crossed his arms, before Tim sat there, looking down at the floor now. With one more sigh, he looks up at his girlfriend's parents, before finally talking about his past to them.
"My parents, when I was a kid, they've...divorced..." Tim said, shaking his head. "...Me and my dad lived out of this town, and we left my mother. I was...I forgot, I think I was like six or seven years old at the time, but...I just know that along the way to Simport...we've...got ourselves into an accident. My dad...he..." Tim didn't say anything, as it was already obvious what he was going to say next. He looked up at his girlfriend's parents, seeing the shocked looks on their faces. "...The man I live with now is my uncle. He was the closest relative that was near Simport, in a matter of fact, lives in Simport. So...I survived the accident, while my real dad...didn't..." Tim looks up at his girlfriend's parents sighing, rather depressed with that memory. "...I didn't tell you guys this because I...didn't think it was really want...something like that to be...said, since...really, I felt like it would be...too depressing for me to even remember. In the end however, I guess I just can't really go a day without thinking of it..."
"Tim, we are so sorry to hear this happened to you." Pinky's father told him.
"This must be a hard thing to think about for a majority of your life." Pinky's mother said. Tim nods his head, a tear going down his eye. Tim wipes that tear, making sure he doesn't cry about this, as he really didn't want to think about what happened in his past again.
"It's okay, Tim." Pinky's father said, reaching an arm out to rub him on his shoulder. "...If anyone, you have us to turn to, whenever you are feeling low, whenever you are in tough times, you have me and my wife as friends." Tim looks up at them.
"T-Thank you..." Tim said, before standing up from the chair. He hugs the two of them, and then stops so he can say something else now. "I've been...pretty much over it after a couple years, now that I'm older. But it still haunts my mind to this day anyway." The boy shook his head, before looking at his girlfriend's parents once again.
"We never had a son in our lives." Pinky's mother said. "But...if you ever become our son-in-law...we'd still love you like one." Tim's sad frown turns into a slow smile, before he places his hands by his sides.
"Thanks guy...I had...a little doubt that...you'd guys wouldn't be...seeing me as anything that would be good enough for your daughter to date." Tim wipes a tear from his eyes, before speaking some more. "I am...actually pretty glad that I have met you guys." Pinky's parents nodded their heads, smiling at the boy in front of them.
"We're happy to have met you too, Tim." Pinky's father said.
Standing there, Tim looks over to his girlfriend, who was smiling at him. The two walked over to each other, before they decided to lean into each other. They kissed, just as the sun outside the window was just setting already.
