Courage-
Summary: It's two weeks until Shelby graduates from Horizon, alone? A/N: This is the last chapter for Courage. I'll post Courage 2 (I'm so original with titles) this week.
Chapter Eight- Cinderella (the title will make more sense at the end of the chapter)
Two months, it had been two months since what the rest of the Cliffhangers called ' night of the living hell', and so much changed. Hank recovered three weeks prior, with no regrets or grudges from that night. Jess Merrick moved in with her dad less then a week after her hospital release, with her step-dad behind bars, and it did help her sister sleep better at night. Shelby was graduating at the end of the month, feeling entirely alone. While Daisy, her best friend, was still at her side when a certain boyfriend wasn't, but she knew it couldn't be his fault. Scott left Horizon one month ago. While a long distance relationship was working, there was always something missing.
Shelby sat curled on her bed, watching the girls move swiftly around her. Every girl was eager except her. The previous morning, Peter announced they would hold a ' morp', also known as a prom, the following weekend before graduation. It was the first and last thing on Shelby's mind. " Hey girl, I got something for you" Daisy pilled away, sitting on the edge of the bed, " I've been meaning to give this to you". Reaching under the bed next to Shelby's, her own bed, her hands retrieved a black garment bag. Laying it across the mattress, Shelby changed her position, indicating she was interested. Daisy pulled down the zipper revealing a purple satin dress, lined with black stitching. " Consider it a birthday present". Shelby returned to her grief, " my birthday is in October". " Call it what you want, it's for you. We've all been this clan for so long, you cant bail on prom, no one bails on prom". Juliette stood above them, " Scott did". She knew how Shelby was since Scott left, giving up on him herself after the accident. She liked using her extreme suffering against her. Daisy ignored the comment, something she rarely did, " just because he's not here doesn't mean you have to miss out, Scott would want you too". She buried her face, " we're talking about him like he's dead". Shelby looked at her best friend, " have you ever felt alone? Even though people were there, but that someone who seemed to encourage you, and it almost felt like they loved you". Daisy pulled the crying girl into an embrace, " he does love you" she told her, " he's far away and if he's there and still cares about you like he does, then you have something to look forward too after graduation". Shelby pulled away. " I could have sworn I heard you two talking about an apartment together". Shelby looked away, " it still doesn't feel right". Daisy rolled her eyes, " maybe you thought I was asking you to go to prom, but I'm not, I'm telling you that you are going". " You're starting to sound like Sophie". Daisy shrugged in a joking matter, " Peter's personality didn't fit me". Shelby laughed, giving in, " fine, I'll go".
And she regretted her decision not long into the prom night. She wore the dress, did her hair and make-up for nothing. With her negative attitude, it was pointless. Sure, Auggie, Ezra, and even Hank offered dances, but they had their own dates, and their own girlfriends, she felt like nothing. The hours passed slowly. Sophie took the microphone during the last minutes of their senior prom. " Alright guys, just so you can join myself and Peter in crying out eyes out, the last dance of the night is for all of you out there who really found someone special". If she knew, she wouldn't have said that. The lights were dim, the music was slow and soft. Shelby could feel the pain. Peter approached her from across the room, " come on Shell, if there is one student I'd never forget, without a doubt, it's you". Shelby grinned, " I appreciate it Peter, but, you found Sophie". She left, trying her best to avoid the couples dancing in each others arms. The rain outside soaked the satin to her skin, but she didn't feel it. By the time she walked to the ever famous tool shed, her dress was soaked, hair ruined, and make-up smeared down her cheeks, blending with the raindrops and tears. Mud oozed around her feet, she kicked off her shoes, tossing them to the side. " Scott" she cried, knowing she was being pathetic, " where are you?". " Right here" the deep voice defiantly caught her attention. She was facing him in a second. There he was, getting soaked, staring at him through the darkness at her, holding one of her muddy sandals. " How can you be Cinderella without your slipper?". Shelby's grin was twitching, " because you're here, and I cant be Cinderella without the prince" she cried. He shrugged, " it's not even midnight, so we're of" Scott paused, staring at her, " my dad preached how much better my life would be at home, I wanted to believe. The second walking the front door, I realized it wasn't, because you weren't there". She practically flew into her arms, knocking them both off balance into the mud. It didn't matter, he was there, he was right there. She had her head on his chest, listening to him breathe, listening to every beat of his heart.
The End
Summary: It's two weeks until Shelby graduates from Horizon, alone? A/N: This is the last chapter for Courage. I'll post Courage 2 (I'm so original with titles) this week.
Chapter Eight- Cinderella (the title will make more sense at the end of the chapter)
Two months, it had been two months since what the rest of the Cliffhangers called ' night of the living hell', and so much changed. Hank recovered three weeks prior, with no regrets or grudges from that night. Jess Merrick moved in with her dad less then a week after her hospital release, with her step-dad behind bars, and it did help her sister sleep better at night. Shelby was graduating at the end of the month, feeling entirely alone. While Daisy, her best friend, was still at her side when a certain boyfriend wasn't, but she knew it couldn't be his fault. Scott left Horizon one month ago. While a long distance relationship was working, there was always something missing.
Shelby sat curled on her bed, watching the girls move swiftly around her. Every girl was eager except her. The previous morning, Peter announced they would hold a ' morp', also known as a prom, the following weekend before graduation. It was the first and last thing on Shelby's mind. " Hey girl, I got something for you" Daisy pilled away, sitting on the edge of the bed, " I've been meaning to give this to you". Reaching under the bed next to Shelby's, her own bed, her hands retrieved a black garment bag. Laying it across the mattress, Shelby changed her position, indicating she was interested. Daisy pulled down the zipper revealing a purple satin dress, lined with black stitching. " Consider it a birthday present". Shelby returned to her grief, " my birthday is in October". " Call it what you want, it's for you. We've all been this clan for so long, you cant bail on prom, no one bails on prom". Juliette stood above them, " Scott did". She knew how Shelby was since Scott left, giving up on him herself after the accident. She liked using her extreme suffering against her. Daisy ignored the comment, something she rarely did, " just because he's not here doesn't mean you have to miss out, Scott would want you too". She buried her face, " we're talking about him like he's dead". Shelby looked at her best friend, " have you ever felt alone? Even though people were there, but that someone who seemed to encourage you, and it almost felt like they loved you". Daisy pulled the crying girl into an embrace, " he does love you" she told her, " he's far away and if he's there and still cares about you like he does, then you have something to look forward too after graduation". Shelby pulled away. " I could have sworn I heard you two talking about an apartment together". Shelby looked away, " it still doesn't feel right". Daisy rolled her eyes, " maybe you thought I was asking you to go to prom, but I'm not, I'm telling you that you are going". " You're starting to sound like Sophie". Daisy shrugged in a joking matter, " Peter's personality didn't fit me". Shelby laughed, giving in, " fine, I'll go".
And she regretted her decision not long into the prom night. She wore the dress, did her hair and make-up for nothing. With her negative attitude, it was pointless. Sure, Auggie, Ezra, and even Hank offered dances, but they had their own dates, and their own girlfriends, she felt like nothing. The hours passed slowly. Sophie took the microphone during the last minutes of their senior prom. " Alright guys, just so you can join myself and Peter in crying out eyes out, the last dance of the night is for all of you out there who really found someone special". If she knew, she wouldn't have said that. The lights were dim, the music was slow and soft. Shelby could feel the pain. Peter approached her from across the room, " come on Shell, if there is one student I'd never forget, without a doubt, it's you". Shelby grinned, " I appreciate it Peter, but, you found Sophie". She left, trying her best to avoid the couples dancing in each others arms. The rain outside soaked the satin to her skin, but she didn't feel it. By the time she walked to the ever famous tool shed, her dress was soaked, hair ruined, and make-up smeared down her cheeks, blending with the raindrops and tears. Mud oozed around her feet, she kicked off her shoes, tossing them to the side. " Scott" she cried, knowing she was being pathetic, " where are you?". " Right here" the deep voice defiantly caught her attention. She was facing him in a second. There he was, getting soaked, staring at him through the darkness at her, holding one of her muddy sandals. " How can you be Cinderella without your slipper?". Shelby's grin was twitching, " because you're here, and I cant be Cinderella without the prince" she cried. He shrugged, " it's not even midnight, so we're of" Scott paused, staring at her, " my dad preached how much better my life would be at home, I wanted to believe. The second walking the front door, I realized it wasn't, because you weren't there". She practically flew into her arms, knocking them both off balance into the mud. It didn't matter, he was there, he was right there. She had her head on his chest, listening to him breathe, listening to every beat of his heart.
The End
