A/N: I'm sorry. I am so sorry. This chapter is so depressing. But I had to do it. Because, if I didn't do it, then I wouldn't have an actual plot. (You'll see in later chapters) Please don't flame me! I am really sorry!
Disclaimer: SCSA and Debra own themselves.
"Convient Store Convenience"
Chapter Five- Last Night Together
1982
A gray sky was painted across the Earth. And an eighteen-year-old Steve looked out the window and sighed. "Damn!" He muttered. "She was supposed to come an hour ago! Mom, where could she be?" He asked his mother, referring to his girlfriend of four years, Debra.
"Maybe she forgot," His mother said cheerfully. "Debra wouldn't forget," Steve said, exasperated. Steve went to the phone and dialed her number. A loud screech came on. "If you'd like to make a call…"
"Shit!" Steve slammed the phone down. "Maybe she is at the store," His mother said again. Steve shook his head. "It's closed on Sundays. Mom, I am going out. Something is wrong."
Steve got his coat. His dog, Tubular, whimpered. "Come on, Tubular, I'll take you for a walk." Steve slammed the door as he left and walked out of the house. It had become even grayer, and rain was starting to fall. He could only hope that Debra was all right.
Tubular trotted ahead. Steve walked down streets and avenues, but he couldn't find Debra. Giving up, he started to walk back home. By the convenience store, someone was there, someone he hadn't noticed before. Tubular ran up to her and started licking her. "Tubular!" Steve screamed. "I am sorry… DEBRA?" Steve, for the first time, saw that it was Debra.
She was sitting on the floor, her knees up to her chest, and she was crying. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was cold. The rain had made the air brisk and crisp, and she was wearing shorts and a tank top. Steve sat down next to her and Tubular jumped into Debra's arms.
"Hi Tubular," She sniffed. Steve took Debra's hands. "Debbie, what's the matter? What's wrong?" Debra looked up to him. "I am freezing," She sniffed. Her voice was nasal. Steve took off his jacket and gave it to Debra. She was right. It was cold.
"Baby, what's wrong? Please tell me what happened." Debra put his coat on, kissed him as thanks, and grabbed his hand. "My mom-" She said. Steve's eyes widened. "What? Did she hit you?" Debra shook her head. "My mom- died." Steve gasped. He knew that Debra and her mom didn't get along, but he knew Debra loved her. Crying in the rain went to show him how much she loved her mother.
"And, my dad, left me." Steve bit his lip. He hugged Debra in his arms, and held her. "You can stay with my family," Steve said. Debra burst into a fresh set of tears. "The police said the only place I can go to is Minnesota." Steve bit his lip. One tear slid down his face. "Minnesota? Why?" Debra sighed. "My Aunt lives there. She's the only family I have left."
"Debra…" Steve said. Four more tears slid down his face. "I have to go to college there. I have to stay there until 1986, when I graduate. Steve, I won't see you until 1986!" Steve held her tighter. "Can I come with you?" He asked. Debra shrugged. "I don't know. I don't think so."
Now the rain was at full throttle, and thunder blasted through the sky. Lightening flickered. "Come on," Steve said, "let's go to my house." He picked Debra up who was wet and clammy. He put his arm around her neck and kissed her. She didn't kiss back. Steve felt like his lips were pressed up against a hard, cold wall. Tubular shook causing more water to splash everywhere.
"Well," Steve's mother said, crying after she heard the story, "the only place left is Minnesota." Debra started crying into Steve's shirt. "There, there," Steve said, fighting back tears. He kissed her on top of the head. "You can stay here tonight, and tomorrow we will drop you off at the airport."
Debra nodded. "You can sleep in my room," Steve's mother said. "I'll sleep in Steve's room. He'll sleep on the couch." Debra shook her head. "I'll sleep on the couch." Steve shook his head. "No way. I'll sleep here and that's the end of the discussion."
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Steve walked into his mother's room. Debra was there, in one of his mother's nightgowns. She wasn't asleep. "Steve," Debra said, sitting up. Steve looked up. "What?" He asked. Debra bit her lip. "Can you stay here tonight? I want to be with you."
Steve nodded. He slid into the bed with Debra. "I'll miss you. But I will write and talk to you on the phone, right?" Debra asked, holding Steve's hand. Steve nodded. "I will call you everyday. That's a promise." Debra smiled. "I love you, Steve." She said. Steve kissed her. This time, she kissed back and deepened the kiss. "I love you, too, Debra." Steve said.
He wrapped his arms around her, and smiled. She put her head on his chest and fell asleep listening to him breathe. They slept with each other in their arms.
