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Look Alive, Sunshine
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"You know Johnny, if all it took was a nice girlfriend for you to start coming to your classes, I would have tried to set you two up myself."
Ms. Philips had been ecstatic to see Johnny in her classroom once again and this time accompanied by none other than Natasha. While Johnny did not seem to care about the attention at all, Natasha felt somewhat abashed by everyone's eyes on them especially considering they had not actually done anything warranting the staring. They were sat near the back and weren't doing anything out of the ordinary, all they've done is paint and Johnny may have accidentally kicked an easel over at the beginning of class but other than that they are completely guilt-free.
While they weren't officially dating it was obvious to all that they were quite taken with each other, Natasha no longer sat on her own during lunches and Johnny has shown up to more of his classes this week than in the past few months combined. His teachers were generally pleased with his effort and the rest of the students could only watch with intrigue as the most interesting development unfolded right before their eyes since the Hopkins-Smith rooftop tussle.
Natasha and Johnny just got on with their lives. They had not spoken about the first incident that drove them apart, and she got the feeling that they were both just trying to focus on the better part of their little relationship for the time being. Natasha had her concerns about Johnny picking a fight with Ted, but so far nothing has happened but then again they hadn't run into each other face-to-face yet… and that could possibly end quite terribly.
"Ow," Natasha gasped as someone pushed past her with some force, knocking into her shoulder quite painfully. She had been walking to the cafeteria with Johnny, sure she was the one preoccupied and wasn't exactly looking where she was going but it still felt excessive.
"Watch where you're going, has-been."
Natasha glanced around and was surprised to find Mandy standing there with the familiar look of disgust on her features. For an entire week Mandy was off-campus, on the record she was ill but people knew that she went home after her break-up. All of Mandy's homecoming responsibilities fell on Natasha with Pinky being as helpful as a glass hammer, and with Mandy out of the way Natasha actually found it quite enjoyable and didn't mind taking charge if it meant the team being productive with their time and she had not heard a single news about Mandy not knowing if she would even be back for homecoming.
"You watch your mouth," Johnny huffed at the cheerleader.
"I'd watch your man-stealing little whore if I were you, Johnny Vincent," Mandy stepped closer towards them, stopping right in front of Natasha and glaring down at her. "I know all about you begging Ted to take you back and getting him to dump me, it's pathetic even for you."
"Where did you hear those lies from?" Natasha frowned right back at her. Unable to even consider the irony with this sudden accusation being thrown at her. "That wasn't what happened at all-."
"Don't lie to me Natasha, he told me himself!" Mandy raised her voice, silencing the smaller redhead at once. They were beginning to attract a crowd and Natasha wasn't sure what the best way to resolve this was. Before Natasha could react Mandy turned to Johnny. "Your girlfriend is a two-timing whore, and here we all thought you'd learn after the first one!"
"What did you say?"
Oh no.
"That's enough," Natasha said as she stepped between Johnny and Mandy, worried that he may actually hit the girl. "You're not thinking this thoroughly, Mandy. We both know Ted doesn't think these things through and he would say anything to get what he wants. I promise you what he said wasn't what really happened, okay? Please let's just let it go-."
"You have some nerve, Natasha…" she shook her head resentfully. "You've already bagged your next fuck and you still aren't satisfied-?"
Before Mandy could finish a flash of leather appeared in the corner of Natasha's eye, almost instantly Johnny had moved Natasha out of the way and grabbed the cheerleader's shoulder. After Mandy's initial shock she looked ready to scream when Johnny covered her mouth with his other gloved hand. Natasha could only watch on as he leaned into her and whispered a few quiet words, she could only make out 'shut the fuck up' and 'crazy bitch'. He let her go immediately after and she didn't seem to be hurt but she looked both terrified and livid.
"You two are psychopaths," she hissed before trotting off.
Brushing the insult aside Natasha was only glad that this terrible encounter was over and ended with what she felt was minimal damage… especially considering Mandy literally came without warning with her claws out and words laced with venom. Natasha took a few quick glances around thankful a prefect wasn't around and gave the sizeable crowd a look that were cutting enough for them to begin to disperse as she walked up to Johnny.
"Hey, you alright?" she asked him. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that."
"The bitch went too far-."
"I know," she held his arm. "Don't let her get to you… we're not going to let her ruin our day."
"… Yeah, yeah," he closed his eyes as he nodded, making a decent effort to control his temper. When he opened his eyes again he seemed to be mostly back to normal. "… I guess this now means you don't have to do the shitty homecoming prep anymore."
"Well I'm technically still a member of the team."
"No, doll, you've done more than your share. You're off the hook and I'm not letting you near that crazy girl," he held her hand as they resumed walking. "And if they have a problem they can take it up with me."
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The rest of the day went by rather uneventfully. Again they became the subject of interest in class when Mr. Hattrick made a rather rude if not inappropriate remark about Johnny's attendance being so easily swayed by a girl… and what it meant about Johnny's character. It had ticked Natasha off and she commended Johnny for keeping his cool, quite literally ignoring him which seemed to annoy the pretentious man. It was beyond her understanding how he managed to get re-hired after that stint with the exam paper answers.
After class ended Johnny and Natasha were heading out of the academy, he had insisted on taking her out so she won't be tempted or forced into carrying on with the preparations but he was surprised to hear that the reason she declined was because she already had plans with her brother.
Ben was waiting by the gate by the time they reached there, and it was the first time Ben and Johnny were really meeting face-to-face so there was an impending doom kind of feeling looming over them.
"Hey Ben… you know Johnny," Natasha greeted him with a sheepish smile. "Johnny, this is my brother Ben."
"Hey, you doing alright?" Johnny nodded at him with hardly a change on his expression but the greeting sounded friendly enough, she hoped.
"Yeah… hey," Ben replied before turning to his sister. "So I heard that Mandy gave you two trouble during lunch… will you be okay?"
"Definitely yeah… and Johnny's even banned me from doing any more homecoming preparations so I won't have to see her any time soon."
"Really? Good call, man… thanks," Ben turned to Johnny and gave him an awkward smile. "… Well Nat, should we go then?"
"Where you off to? Want a lift?"
"Oh uh-," Natasha quickly glanced to Ben whose look turned dark. "No, it's alright. Thanks though. I'll see you tomorrow."
Whether or not Johnny noticed the siblings' distress he didn't push the matter and simply waved them goodbye before heading out to his car. Natasha and Ben waited a few moments before they began their journey to Happy Volts, Ben said he would pedal for the both of them so they shared one bike and decided they best take the long way around just in case any students spotted them since it has now become a rather strange sight for them to be together.
"Are you sure you're okay after what happened with Mandy?"
"Yeah… I mean it sounds like Ted's been spreading some lies…" Natasha held on to keep her balance when they reached the winding road leading towards the asylum. "I don't think there's much I can do about people believing it or not…"
"I heard about that… he's actually finally lost it," Ben sighed. "… I don't know what happened between you two recently but I know he's full of shit. I tried clearing it up with the guys but…"
"Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter to me all that much… plus it's the guys, their opinion is the last thing I care about right now."
Ben remained unconvinced but he decided to drop it for the time being knowing that they had a larger matter on hand. All the previous visits have ended well and Amanda had been mentioning Matt's discharge on a positive note, meaning that the final decision should be made very soon and hopefully in their favour. It was still a stretch but Natasha and Ben were secretly hoping they would let him out soon enough so that Matt could at least attend homecoming in one way or another.
Today's visit went smooth as usual. Now that the twins were back together it didn't feel like there was much reason for Natasha to be around, it was like how it was in the past; the boys reminiscing and chatting about football, girls and various things Natasha could not quite participate in being the younger sister. So instead she played on her phone to pass time, clicking away on her Nokia's snake game and messaging Johnny though he was terrible at replying.
From: Johnny
Time: 17:49
Message: Sounds like you should've come with me instead
Natasha smiled and began typing back a reply when Amanda entered the room and quietly got her attention, managing to avoid attracting the twins' attention as they were still speaking animatedly about the upcoming game. Natasha instantly caught on to Amanda's discretion and slowly followed the woman out into the hallway where she was led back out into the main reception.
"… But I don't understand," Natasha was unbearably distressed after hearing what Amanda had to say. "The last time we spoke you said his release was being discussed positively… that it could be a matter of weeks."
"Yes… well that was the direction we were going in…" Amanda looked apologetic, perhaps also pitiful towards the girl. "You are aware that your brother has occasional violent outbursts, yes? He has been improving steadily with you and your brother's visits… but after the incident two days ago the doctors seem to agree that it would be best to keep him under further supervision…"
"… Wait, what?"
"There was an incident during one of Matthew's weekly meetings with his psychiatrist…" Amanda shook her head. "The kinds of outbursts are rare and occur only when he's isolated which is why I pushed for his release hoping that he would recover better in familiar surroundings with his family but the doctors don't see it the same way."
"… What about my aunt? Has the doctors been in contact with her?"
"Natasha… I know what you're thinking but your aunt hasn't interfered."
"… I'll try to believe that," Natasha knew that Amanda didn't have control over these matters and it was likely that she would not even know but this situation had her aunt written all over it. Natasha contemplated on the likelihood of her aunt picking up the phone if she rung now but before she could decide Ben stepped out.
"Oh hey Amanda, I was just looking for you! We were wondering if it was possible to bring Matty to homecoming… what's wrong?"
"Oh nothing," Natasha realised what her expression must have looked like. "… I'm going to head on out first, say bye to Matt for me?"
"Yeah sure… hey are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," she gave him a cheery smile before saying goodbye to Amanda and departing. She started scrolling through her contacts list as she made her way out of the building, her fingers paused as the cursor hovered over Aunt Cate's name. Taking a deep breath, she hit the dial button and anxiously waited as the line dialled.
Natasha stopped just outside next to her bike when the line finally went through.
"Hello Langford's residence, how may I help?"
"Hi, this is Natasha… Evans. Cate's niece?" she said rather stiffly, always hating the moments she had to ring her aunt up. "Would it be possible to speak to her?"
"I'm terribly sorry Miss Evans, the Madam is currently in France. Would you like to leave a message for her for when she returns?"
"… Just for her to ring me back please? Thank you."
It was so typical and Natasha supposed she should not have expected anything even after bucking up her courage to make contact. Knowing her aunt, it could be another week or two before she returned from whatever mini-vacation she was on and by then it would be much too late for homecoming and who knows what could happen in those short weeks.
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"Miss Evans!"
"Yes? Sorry!"
"Wow, that actually worked…" Johnny's expression was halfway between shock and a smirk, he was leaning his face against his palm with his head tilted sideways so he could watch her instead of paying attention to the blackboard. Natasha snapped her attention to the front of the room and was surprised to find it empty. "Class ended about a minute ago… you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. A little spaced out today… clearly," she smiled but she still appeared rather faded, this Johnny caught on to immediately. "Come on, let's go grab some food."
Although Natasha pulled herself together briskly Johnny still continued to watch her knowing that she was far from fine. For starters she was blank the entire English class, they were reading from the novel today so there was not much to do but it was different this time. Even though Johnny has begun showing up to classes, he spent most of his time in class staring at the gorgeous girl sat beside him… he loved it especially in English during the classes they were reading; he wouldn't have to worry about being caught slacking and she would have this incredible look of concentration as she followed the words but there was none of that today.
He's never seen her so out of sorts and frankly it worried him.
"Hey doll-face."
"Yeah, what's up?" she glanced over her shoulder only just noticing that he was walking two paces behind her. "… Johnny?"
"… Could we have a moment before we meet up with everyone?"
"Oh uh… sure. Is here okay?" she glanced around, they were standing under the stairwell on the ground floor, close to the cafeteria but still mostly shielded from prying eyes. He nodded so she turned around to face him, she had a strange feeling about this as she watched him tuck his hands into his pockets. "What's the matter?"
"What's going on with you today?" he asked without warning, his words to the point but his tone soft. "… Is someone bothering you?"
"No, nothing like that…" she wondered how to best reply without being dishonest but she saw no way around it, cursing herself for not have revealed her family's situation to Johnny sooner and in a more desirable location. "… It's my brother."
"… The one in hospital?"
"Yeah… just some complications with his release and stuff, it's a bit of a long story," she tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear as her eyes trailed away. "I've got this aunt you see… she's meant to have custody over us but she's… not very pleasant."
"Yeah… you've mentioned her. Is she keeping him away?"
"In a sense," she looked at him again hating that she has not been found the time to properly speak to him about her family's situation. "I… have a lot I want to say but… not here."
"I understand," he put his arm around her and pecked the crown of her head before pulling her into his chest. His gesture surprised her but she welcomed it as she hugged him back. "… Don't hate me for saying this but I'm just glad you're not upset because someone's been bothering you."
"… Well I promised you would be the first to know, right?" she smiled up at him brightly, her woes seemed to have vanished at least for now and Johnny was pleased to see her back to normal. He pecked her head again with a cheeky smile before trying again but this time aiming for her cheek, she laughed as she ducked out of his hold just narrowly missing his lips as she ran ahead into the cafeteria.
The cafeteria was boisterous with commotion, everyone seemed to be elevated for some reason, despite the rivalries between the cliques there seemed to be a sense of unity through the shared sentiment. Natasha tried to listen in but could only make out that people were talking about homecoming.
"You gonna be okay?" Johnny asked her sweetly as they made their way through the front of the room where they were sandwiched between the jocks' table and the preppies' table. Thankfully Ted hardly even spared them a glance as he spoke to his friends and it made her feel slightly better when she saw that her brother was uncharacteristically absent. On the other side Mandy sat with Pinky amongst the preps, both the girls eyed her as she and Johnny made their way through.
"Perfectly fine," she nodded back with a weak smile. There was the previous discussion she had with Johnny and she was internally struggling with deciding what and how she would reveal the whole Happy Volts situation without freaking him out too much, but also she wouldn't know what she would have done if she were in this position standing between two groups of people who probably loathe her without Johnny there to support her.
Johnny led her to the back of the room where the greasers had their own table. There were only four others there, and amongst them were Peanut and Ricky who gave her funny looks when her and Johnny sat opposite them. The others were Vance and Hal who she was not familiar with at all, she greeted them no differently than the previous two with a smile.
"What's got everyone so jumpy?" Johnny asked.
"Homecoming nominations"
"Ah, right," Johnny glanced at Natasha slightly, noticing her expression regress. "You reckon this may be your year Rick?"
"There's really not much hope for us common folk when you're our poster boy Johnny," Ricky responded sullenly immediately sending the table into a frenzy of laughter. Even Natasha smiled.
"Ahem, so I have some exciting announcements to make," Miss Danvers' voice blared on over the speakers. "Here are your nominees for homecoming king and queen. First we have the boys… Derby Harrington, Benjamin Evans and Johnny Vincent. Next up the girls, Pinky Gauthier, Christy Martin, Mandy Wiles. And last but not least we have the previous year's reigning king and queen, Ted Thompson and Natasha Evans. Good luck to all!"
Rounds of applauses echoed around the room, each clique clapped for their respective nominees but a good half of the nominated ones sat still and hardly smiled – mostly due to the last part of the announcement which pushed their comforts. Natasha held her breath after it ended and she waited a moment before she dared to take a peek at Johnny from the corner of her eyes, to her relief he did not look agitated as she expected him to be, in fact he seemed almost unaffected as he listened to his peers' congratulations. To her surprise he slowly turned to her and gave her a gentle smile which practically melted her.
"You two have definitely got this one," Peanut patted Johnny's shoulder. "Go for it, man."
"Yeah, I reckon we do," Johnny grinned at his friends, reaching for Natasha's hand under the table, pulling her little hand to his lap and squeezed it. "We're not about to lose out to a bunch of rich kids and roid-heads."
Still not entirely used to the greasers being so friendly with her, Natasha smiled back at them gingerly and nodded, looking between Johnny and rest of the boys as they conversed happily. It was perhaps the only time she has witnessed Johnny so pleasantly speaking to his friends and she found that it was an atmosphere she could surely get used to with time. She especially liked how open he was with his affections, he glanced at her every so often making sure she was still content but mostly it was how he held her hand under the table the entire time.
A loud crash echoed behind them all of a sudden and Johnny was first to act, throwing an arm around her protectively as he looked over his shoulder. The boys all stood up and moved forward as if to shield Johnny and her from whatever was going on behind them.
"What's happened?" Natasha asked, unable to see with Johnny's body in the way and he slowly loosened his hold on her and peered down at her small body pushed to his chest. "… Johnny what's happened?"
Natasha gently pried his arms out of the way and her heart fell still when she saw the scene before her. Across the room between the two cliques' tables, Bif had Ted by the collar against the wall, there were two jocks rushing towards Bif attempting to pull the boxer away but unfortunately Kirby and Dan's small sizes couldn't even so much as budge Bif.
"Someone get Damon!"
"Don't just watch, Luis!" Kirby shouted back at the table where Luis and Bo were still sat simply watching on for whatever odd reason. "Come help!"
On the prep's side they all looked more confused than anything with only Mandy giving any real reaction as she screamed for Pinky to make Bif stop, the cheerleader probably assumed that Bif would answer to her being cousins with Derby. But despite Mandy's cries Pinky, much like the other preps, could only watch in horror as they all must be wondering what on earth their lieutenant was doing. Derby seemed to be the only one who appeared uninterested, though there may be a hint of disgust painted on his features, and Natasha could swear that when he glanced over at her his expression looked near murderous. He blamed her… and she feared that he was likely correct to assume so when it was these specific two parties involved.
"The hell man! Why are you fighting for a girl who isn't even yours, you freaking idiot!" Ted shouted as he attempted to kick Bif off but to his dismay the boxer was far stronger and had a tight grip on him. "You're so pathetic it's hilarious, Taylor! She wasn't yours when I had her and now she's chosen that grease-trash over you again. When are you going to get it in your head!"
Natasha felt Johnny's arm jolt and she turned around just in time to see his jaw clench as he stood up in a fit of rage. "Johnny wait!"
She immediately lunged forward and grabbed his arm, effectively holding him back for the moment and she could feel all eyes fall on them all eagerly awaiting the next part of this horrendous development hoping to see more blood before the boys would be inevitably stopped. It sickened her that they would wish more pain and she refused to let Johnny be caught in this entire mess.
Natasha did not say a word. They were past the point of needing words but Natasha didn't dare look away from Johnny even when she heard Ted resuming to hurl insults at them. She looked him right in the eyes as she slowly reached for his other arm and held him, her gaze pleaded him not to do something unnecessary.
Johnny's arm finally relaxed and he swallowed as he brought his hands up to cup his face, as if he was physically trying to repress his anger then without warning he pulled her into his arms and just held her there as he breathed. Natasha froze when she heard him take a deep breath by her ear then slowly exhale, his entire body seemed to loosen and she rubbed his back to show her commendation.
Soon two prefects came rushing in and tore Bif away from Ted. At this point the quarterback was beat into a silent pulp and he appeared to have multiple bruises including a black eye. Although Ted was on the receiving end of the injuries, apparently for being the instigator of the fight he was also dragged away along with Bif to Crabblesnitch's office.
It was at this moment Natasha was glad she managed to keep Johnny out of the mess.
"God…" she heard Johnny murmur his breath as he seemed to have pulled himself together, he released her and watched as Ted and Bif were pulled out of the room before turning back to Natasha. "You alright, doll?"
"I'm fine… are you?"
"Yeah…" he sounded far from fine. "… What do you think that was about?"
"Let's just forget it, it doesn't involve us," she tried to get his attention again before he was lost to his temper. "Johnny… we're fine, remember?"
She hoped her words would get through to him and for a moment they seemed to be until the speakers squeaked again and Miss Danvers' voice appeared. "Natasha Evans come up to the principal's office immediately. Natasha Evans. That is all."
Once again all eyes seem to fall on them and she could only imagine how difficult it must have been for Johnny to control his temper when faced with such scrutiny. Worried that he may actually lose it this time she held his hand.
"Hey, it's going to be okay," she smiled up at him as she squeezed his hand. "I'll just pop over, see what they want and be right out."
"I'll come with-."
"No, I'll be fine… don't do anything dumb while I'm gone, alright?"
"I would never-."
"We'll watch him," Peanut stepped in between them, his smile understanding as he seemed to be prepared to face Johnny's wrath for interrupting them. "We'll probably be by the auto-shop."
"Alright, thanks Peanut. I'll see you guys later."
Natasha headed off just like that knowing that if she gave Johnny the opportunity he would protest and no doubt try to follow her. She made her way upstairs hastily, she has already kept Doctor Crabblesnitch waiting long enough and she knew if she took her time it would only be a matter of time another announcement was made, and the other students were already giving her odd looks so she didn't want to risk another reason for them to gawk at her.
Once she reached the reception Miss Danvers jumped out of her seat and immediately ushered her into the principal's office. The lady knocked thrice before the doctor's voice appeared from the inside and the door was opened for Natasha. Inside Bif and Ted were stood in front of Crabblesnitch's desk, Ted was glancing over his shoulder but looked away when their eyes met while Bif remained standing still with his arms behind his back. Before she had time to adjust to the situation Crabblesnitch spoke up.
"Ah, Miss Evans, thank you for joining us on such short notice…" Doctor Crabblesnitch waved her in with a smile. "Though from what I've gathered you were quite close to the event concerning Mr. Taylor and Mr. Thompson."
"Doctor Crabblesnitch, I already said this was an issue between the Thompson and I. There was no need to call Natasha-."
"Enough Mr. Taylor, quiet or the three of you will face suspension."
Natasha gulped as she stopped beside Bif. The tall redhead had not looked at her once since she walked in and she could only try to guess the reason for it but despite everything she was somewhat glad that his frame blocked Ted from her vision, and vice-versa.
"Now Miss Evans, could you tell me what happened?"
"… I-I don't know what to say, sir," she cursed herself for choking on her words. She didn't do anything wrong for crying out loud! ". I was on the other side of the room when… the commotion began. I don't understand why you have called me…"
"Yes well, Mr. Thompson here claims that the blame is yours-."
"That's a lie," Bif interjected. "My issue was with Thompson alone-."
"Well what was your issue with Mr. Thompson then Mr. Taylor?" Doctor Crabblesnitch turned to the boy sceptically and when Bif didn't respond he turned to Natasha with a deep sigh. "This is precisely the reason why I've called you here Miss Evans. The two lads say different things but neither want to elaborate which puts you in the middle. We have been going around in circles and I would really just like to get to the bottom of things."
"… Like I said sir, I don't know what happened…" Natasha blinked and she began to feel uneasy under the man's gaze. It was obvious whatever Ted had said to Bif must have set him off and it was likely something related to her but she was hardly the culprit behind their fight. But what did Crabblesnitch expect her to say? "… I concede that I may have been mentioned in their argument but-."
"You were mentioned by name?"
"… Well not by my name precisely-."
"Then how did you know it was about you?"
Oh why, oh why was she in this damned situation?
Natasha could just about kick herself for saying more than she had to.
"Well Miss Evans?"
"Uh…"
"I have…" Bif suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention to him. "A history with Natasha… and she has a history with Thompson… he said some things about her that upset me so I responded violently which I shouldn't have. So please don't blame Natasha, she has no role in this mess."
"I see…" Doctor Crabblesnitch sat back and folded his arms, pleased that they were finally getting somewhere. "Mr Thompson, if I may ask what did you say in regards to Miss Evans?"
This Natasha wanted to hear. She leaned forward so that she could see his face and she swore she has never seen him looking so pale before, from the corner of her eyes she saw Bif look at her momentarily before turning back around. He didn't look half as pleased as she felt.
"I… called her disloyal."
Natasha felt ready to just about smack him.
"Amongst other profanities I imagine," Doctor Crabblesnitch sighed. "So it's turned out to be a love squabble… rather disappointing… you may leave now Miss Evans."
"Yes sir…" Natasha bowed her head and walked towards the door but not before she gave Bif a look. Even with everything that has happened between them he still came to her defence and that counted for something in her books.
Outside the office Mr. Burton was at Miss Danvers' desk frantically shouting at the woman. Natasha was surprised that they weren't able to hear him inside.
"You!" he turned his attention to Natasha as soon as she came out. Natasha went rigid as the man approached her and pointed a finger at her aggressively. "You are not getting my star quarterback suspended, you hear!?"
He then moved past her and stormed into Crabblesnitch's office leaving Natasha standing there with her eyes wide with shock and hardly able to breathe after the horrifying encounter.
"Miss…- Natasha, are you alright, dear?" Miss Danvers asked her as she gently patted the younger girl's shoulder. "That man is a brute… I will have a word with the doctor about this…"
Honestly Natasha wanted nothing more than to curl up in her bed, preferably with her guy, and maybe cry a spell and she knew that if she didn't move soon she probably would start crying. She thanked the woman for her sloppy sentiments and headed back to the dorm, deciding that going to the auto-shop would be a bad idea for her when she was in such a state and she would just send Johnny a message when she got back.
But the last thing she expected was for Johnny to be waiting for her outside the main building, she didn't even notice while she was trying to hide her face until she nearly ran into him and he grabbed her shoulders which shocked her into looking straight at him with her teary eyes.
"Who did this to you?" he growled. "Who made you cry? Was it Thompson? Taylor? Crabblesnitch?"
"No, i-it was… I don't want to talk here," she was on the verge of breaking down. "I'll tell you everything but please, just not here…"
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So I got two reviews recently that brought my attention back to this story.
One guest was really sweet and I'm so glad you're enjoying it, this chapter is for you.
The other guest was rude and immature, this chapter is also for you lmao
- we're in 2018 sweetie, grow up!
Thanks to everyone still reading and enjoying it as much as I'm writing it.
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