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Okay I personally think this whole chapter thing sucks a big turd, but we have to do it. I had another idea and I posted it in the HG forum, so please check that out. ALSO I got a part in a drama production of Annie at school, so rehearsals are Monday through Friday from 3 to 5. That was my fanfic writing time, and now it isn't. So I can only post on every weekend and sometimes less than that. :( sorry! LAST THING! I made a site and you should check it out. It's not finished tho. www.haydensheartstrings.homestead.com/hayden.html
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In Your Darkest Hour
Ch. 16
After they questioned a few more people, Shelby couldn't keep her eyes off the clock. It wasn't that she didn't care about the trial, it was just so boring! However, she was thankful for Peter's testimony. How vague it was. That helped her.
During one of her space outs, she felt Scott's warm hand grab a hold of hers, which was resting on her leg under the table. She turned her head to look at him. He wasn't looking at her. He was focused on the lawyer speaking. She smirked and turned her gaze to the lawyer also.
"Your honor, we would like to request a hearing at a later date depending on the verdict of this trial, for the opportunity for Mr. Javenson to gain full or partial custody of his daughter, Chelsea." Brad's lawyer called out.
Shelby bolted upright, grasping Scott's hand tighter than ever.
"No!" she yelled. Everyone in the courtroom looked at her.
"Mrs. Javenson...is there something you would like to say?" The judge said in a confused tone and looked at her calmly.
"No...he can't have custody of her." She said.
"I'm sorry, but that is for the court to decide." The judge said to Shelby.
"No.....he can't have custody of her because she's not his child." She had finally said it out loud. "Chelsea's not his baby."
As I walk this
land of broken dreams
I have visions of
many things
Love's happiness
is just an illusion
Filled with
sadness and confusion
"Do you know they true paternity of the child, then?" Judge McIntyre asked skeptically adjusting her glasses carefully.
"Yes." Shelby said.
"Who is the father?" she asked awaiting an answer from Shelby.
" Scott Barringer...is Chelsea's father." She said shakily. The words had almost caught in her throat. She felt Scott's hand jerk back out of hers.
She knew she should turn to the right and look at Scott when the courtroom erupted into hushed whispers, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Order!" the judge finally yelled. Everyone quieted immediately. "Did Mr. Barringer know this?"
"No." she said and looked down.
"We would like to request a recess." Brad's lawyer called. "This new information has just been introduced to us and we would like to request a recess until such time as we can discuss this properly. The judge nodded and glanced at Shelby who looked terrified and then at Scott who looked like he had just been knocked stupid.
"This court will resume in one month at 10:30 A.M." and she hit the gavel, dismissing them.
Scott and Shelby stood at the same time as everyone else. Shelby finally worked up the courage and turned to Scott, who stood stunned, blindly putting his coat on.
"Scott....." she started.
"No." he said snapping back into reality. "No, I just can't talk I you right now." He said
What becomes of
the brokenhearted
Who had love that's
now departed?
I know I've got to
find
Some kind of peace
of mind, maybe
"But, Scott....I'm sorry."
"I----I just don't know what to say to you." He ran a hand through his hair. "I have to go." He said and walked towards the courtroom doors.
"Scott! Scott, please!" she called. But he didn't look back. She stood alone for a few seconds just wanting to cry when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. It was Daisy. Shelby turned around and looked at her. "What is it about me, Daiz? Why do I have to lose so many people?"
"Shelby...." Daisy said and touched her hair lovingly. They just stood watching the door as if waiting for Scott to suddenly come running back through them. "I know being your best friend and all, I'm supposed to keep you from getting hurt...but Shelb, I don't know how to protect you from this one." She said and looked at Shelby with sad eyes.
"Just stay with me?" Shelby asked.
"Yeah....I'm not going anywhere."
The fruits of love
grow all around
But for me they
come tumbling down
Every day heart
ache grows a little stonger
I can't stand this
pain much longer
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Daisy offered Shelby and Chelsea a place to stay with her in Daisy's apartment which was on the outskirts of the city. They were hanging around watching TV in the living room, Chelsea was laying on the floor asleep.
"Why didn't you tell him?" Daisy asked out of nowhere.
"Yah know how he acted today when he found out?" Shelby asked her
I walk in shadows
searching for light
Cold and alone, no
comfort in sight
Hoping and praying
for someone to care
Always moving but
going nowhere
"Yeah?"
"That's why. I guess I thought if I pretended she was Brad's for long enough he wouldn't notice. But then when I started noticing how much she looks like him...and she looks more like him everyday...I realized he'd be an idiot not to notice."
"Shelby, do you really blame him for the way he reacted?"
"No." she said almost immediately. "Because I would have done the same thing. So what do I do now?"
"I think you know what you have to do. You know what you said to me back in the courtroom about losing people?"
"Yeah....." Shelby said thinking this was off the subject.
"You
don't lose them, Shelby. You let them
go." She said handing the cordless phone to Shelby. "Don't let him go."
What becomes of
the brokenhearted
Who had love that's
now departed
I know I've got to
find
Some kind of peace
of mind, baby
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Scott sat in the darkness of his apartment clutching a pink teddy bear in his hands, unblinkingly staring down at it. He had bought the bear for Chelsea when he had had her for the first few weeks. He let out a big sigh.
"Damn it, Shelby." He said and leaned back on the couch, still holding the teddy bear. "How could you not tell me........." he said to himself angrily. He looked down once again at the bear in his hands. It smiled up at him with glittering black eyes. "Stupid bear." He growled and hurled the stuffed animal across the room. It hit the wall with a soft thumb and fell to the floor, it's plush arms and legs sprawled out on the carpet.
I'm searching
though I don't succeed
But someone look,
there's a growing need
He's lost, no
place for beginning
All that's left is
an unhappy ending
He rubbed his tired face with his hands and then ran his hands through his hair holding them on the back of his neck.
Now what's become
of the broken hearted
Who had love that's
now departed?
I know I've got to
find
Some kind of peace
of mind
The phone rang startling him. He knew it was Shelby and decided not to answer the call. The answering machine picked up and his automated message filled the room. "Hey it's Scott. You found me. I can't talk to you right now, so leave a message and I'll call you back if you're worthy." His cheery voice said in a joking tone, and there was a beep.
I'll be searching
everywhere
Just to find
someone to care
I'll be looking
everyday
I know I'm gonna
find a way
"Okay, so I know I'm not worthy." Shelby said "But I know you're there, Scott, so pick up the phone." She waited. "Scott, pick up the phone." She waited another second, still no response. "Okay.....well.....I know you're there.....and I know you can hear me...so I'm gonna talk.....and you can listen. Scott, I know what I did was stupid and wrong, and you have NO idea how sorry I am. But I need you not to give up on me and Chelsea. Not just yet. So please call me. I'm at Daisy's. We need to talk, so don't blow me off, Scott. Bye." There was a click and a beep signifying the end of the message.
Nothing's gonna
stop me now
I will find a way
somehow
Scott felt the intense urge to scream and yell, and break everything in sight, but he was a dad now....he couldn't. He needed to learn to deal with his temper. So he did the only thing he knew how to do. In the dark of his apartment, Scott dropped his head into his hands.........................And he cried.
What's become of
the brokenhearted?
I know.......