Hello readers!

Thanks again for the wonderful response. You guys have no idea how good it makes me feel when you comment :D. Sorry for the lack of updates, but things have been hellish, with exams and grad and such. I hope you understand :S. I'm gonna try to update as much as possible, but like I said, I've gotten really busy. If you guys are interested in what's going on in my life, check out my site: http://www.xanga.com/aries_girl. It's my diary thingy, so you can read that. Anyways, I'll cut to the chase. Here it is, Chapter 3!

Chapter 3: South Side

See myself in the pouring home

See the light come over now

See myself in the pouring rain

I watch hope come over me

Here we are now, going to the East Side

I pick up my friends and we start to ride

Ride all night, we ride all day

Some may come and some may stay

Here we are in the pouring home

I watch the light man fall the comb

I watch a light move across the screen

I watch the light come over me

Here we are now going to the West Side

Weapons in hand as we go for a ride

Some may come and some may stay

Watching out for a sunny day where there's

Love and darkness and my sidearm

Hey, elan

Here we are now going to the north side

I look at my friends as they start to ride

Ride at night we ride all day

Looking out for a sunny day

Here we are now going to the south side

I pick up my friends and we hope we won't die

Ride at night; ride through heaven and hell

Come back and feel so well.

-Moby

Shelby sat down across from Scott. He smiled at her like he had been expecting her. She grinned back.

"Hey Scott," she said. "What brings you here?" He still looked as good as ever. Of course he was older, but he still had the same brooding, yet adorable look about him.

"I heard that you come here often," he said, meeting her eyes.

"And where did you here this?" Shelby asked coyly. He smiled mischievously.

"I asked around," Scott answered, leaning back in his chair and propping his arms behind his neck. Shelby laughed.

"You couldn't have come at a better time," she smiled. "I really need someone to talk to."

"Oh?" he said, leaning forward. "What's up?" Shelby explained the whole Kevin situation.

"I'm going to call you Shelby the Heartbreaker now," Scott said jokingly after hearing her story. "But this Kevin guy sounds like a creep. You deserve better."

"Yeah. I keep trying to avoid him, but I feel like he's constantly watching me, like he's always around the corner." Shelby shivered. "It scares me, Scott."

"I can see that. Just be careful. I'm staying with a friend over by the University. I can give you his number so you can call me if this creep ever shows up at your apartment again," Scott said. He scribbled the number on the napkin and handed it to her. She tucked it into her pocket.

"Thanks," Shelby said. "So why have you come here?" she asked.

"My friend, Mark, invited me out for a while. I'm thinking of transferring to the university here. I'm checking out the campus this week," he answered.

"That's great. What are you thinking of taking?" she asked.

"I dunno. I think I might want to be a school counselor or something. I'd like to work with kids." Scott said, fiddling with a napkin. He glanced at his watch. "I gotta go now Shelby. I'll see you later though, k?" Scott looked her in the eye.

"Alright. See you." Shelby replied.

"Take care of yourself," Scott said, getting up. "I mean it." With a final glance, he turned around and left.

* * * *

Shelby finished her turkey sandwich, eating in stunned silence. She hadn't seen Scott for about 3 years, and all of a sudden, he just shows up. How had he known that she was here? Shelby paid for her sandwich and left. She walked over to her car in a sort of daze. She was unlocking her car when she heard footsteps behind her. Shelby quickly glanced around. She felt like she was being watched. Quickly, she got into her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She drove to her apartment. Shelby knew she wouldn't feel safe until she was in her apartment with the door locked safely behind her. Finally she arrived at her apartment. She hurried over to the front door, unlocked it and then raced up the stairs. She felt paranoid and kind of silly but she was truly scared. She closed her door behind her and locked it. Relieved, she slumped against the door. Suddenly, her phone rang. Shelby looked at the call display. It was Kevin. She waited until the answering machine came on.

"Hello, you've reached the Merrick residence. I am unable to come to the phone right now, so please leave a message." There was a beep and then silence. She heard heavy breathing. Then Kevin spoke.

"Who's the new guy Shelby? You little slut. You haven't even left me for two days and already you've got someone new," his voice rasped. "I always knew you were a whore. I'm gonna find out who this guy is. I'll find him-" Shelby stepped over to the machine and pulled out the cord. She was scared now. Not just scared for her, but scared for Scott too. Shelby picked up the phone and dialed Scott's number.

"Hello?" a voice answered.

"Hi is Scott there?" Shelby asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"Yeah just a sec." Shelby heard someone calling Scott in the background.

"Hello," Scott said.

"Scott this is Shelby," She began.

"Hey," he said. "What's up?"

"It's Kevin. He phoned again."

"Uh oh."

"He saw us Scott. He's going to try to find you. I'm worried." Shelby bit her lip. There was a silence.

"So what are you going to do?" Scott asked.

"What can I do?" Shelby said tearfully. "I'm so scared Scott. You have no idea. There is nothing to do,"

"There's always something you can do, and if you can't do it then I will." Scott insisted.

"What can I do?" Shelby asked again.

"You can give Kevin a taste of his own medicine, so to speak."

"I can't." Shelby said weakly. "He'd hurt me." Scott paused again.

"But he wouldn't hurt me," Scott said, just barely above a whisper.

"No! Scott you can't do that!" Shelby cried.

"I can and I will," he said grimly.

"No! Scott…" Shelby wailed. It was too late. He had hung up.

* * * *

Shelby sat through the whole night at her kitchen table. She had never been so worried in her life. Scott meant so much to her and she knew Kevin hated him. Kevin probably hated him more than anything else. She spent the whole night crying on and off and thinking of memories she shared with Scott. Sometimes she laughed at the memories, sometimes she cried. At 8:00 the next morning, her phone rang. It was Scott.

"Shelby," he said hoarsely.

"Scott!" She said, relief flooding through her. "What happened?"

"I tried to talk it out Shelby. Nice and civil." He began. Shelby whimpered. "He attacked me. I kept backing off. He was so drunk, but he could fight still,"

"Are you alright?" Shelby asked.

"I'm fine." Scott said. "I'm a little bruised but it's ok. I think Kevin's hurting though. The cops finally showed up to drag him away. The bartender had seen everything happen, so I'm clean." Shelby sat in relieved silence.

"I'm so glad you're OK Scott. You have no idea how worried I was." Shelby said.

"You don't need to worry," Scott said laughing. "I can take care of myself."

"Maybe so, but I was still worried," Shelby said. "Worrying means you truly care about someone." There was another silence.

"Shelby," Scott said. "I didn't tell you the full reason I came here."

"No?" She asked.

"No I didn't. Mind if I come over later?"

"Not at all." She said, smiling.

"Alright then," he said. "Give me your address and I'll see you in a bit."

"k. Number 537, Lilac apartments. It's just off 136th street."

"Thanks. Bye." Scott said.

"Bye." Shelby said, hanging up the phone. She sat back and smiled.

* * * *

Next Chapter…

Chapter Four: On a Day Like Today

Everything is perfect. What else can I say? The chapter might get boring, but it's going to be a nice break from all these dark chapters I've been writing, lol.