Disclaimer: *Look at the first chapter*
I'd really, really like to thank all of you who sent me a review. I'd like to give a special thanks to Foxfire who sent me a very cool review. By the way, Foxfire, I was a violinist in my orchestra for three years---concert master for all three. We lost our bass player and I took the guy's place. So I can totally relate to a violin, and I probably will in this fic. And the whole "preps on drugs", guys, is basically my school in a nutshell...hehe, scary, no? Alright, so once again, the characters are, well, very different. And I'd thank you to sit back, turn on some more Vivaldi, and enjoy chapter two of, "Call it My Forte"
Chapter Two: A Little Flat
Heero was up at 5:30 AM, with his dad who was surprisingly dressed in a business suit and gelling his hair back.
"Dad?" Heero groaned, in mild shock, walking into his father's bathroom.
"Yeah son?"
"It's five-thirty." Heero informed him, yawning.
"I know, work starts in an hour and a half, I want to start up a good reputation. I'm feeling like this could actually be a job I can stick with. I want the best rep. possible."
Heero had to smile. His father sounded just like a kid who had suddenly earned the drive to do well in school.
"Glad to hear it." Heero replied, though a little sarcastically. Heero walked back to his room and turned on his computer. As it booted up Heero walked into his bathroom and got into the shower. Heero just sat, shivering under the hot spray for a moment before becoming courageous enough to stray from the water and begin to wash his hair quickly. Heero practically jumped out of the shower five minutes later, shook his hair out, and dressed into a black turtleneck and blue jeans.
Heero sighed as he inspected himself in the mirror. But Heero's focus was jarred from his figure when he saw his computer flashing in the reflection. Heero turned and walked to the computer. There was one new message. Heero sat down and opened the e-mail.
First, Heero looked at the time in which it was sent.
"One in the morning. Who the hell...?"
Hey Heero. It's Relena. I got your message so you can just add my name to your address book thing. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed your first day at school and I'll meet you at 6:50 by the neighborhood sign. See you then, bud!
-Relena
Relena? What was she doing up at 1:00 AM? Heero shrugged off the question, and turned his attention to his backpack. Checking to make sure his math homework, Spanish homework, and English homework was all in there neatly, Heero picked up his backpack and jogged down the steps and through the living room where the smell of bacon and eggs had already reached his nose.
"Hungry?" His dad asked, uncertainty haunting his voice.
Heero nodded.
"Great!" His dad exclaimed. "Here I've got a plate all ready and made for ya."
Heero took the plate silently and sat down at the kitchen table. The sun was just starting to rise and the steam was lifting out of the pond in their giant backyard. Heero watched the mystical pond as he ate thoughtfully. His mind was still curious about why Relena had written him an e-mail at 1:00, no one was up then. Maybe she just had insomnia or something, Heero concluded.
"Hey, earth to Heero, come in Sport!"
Heero shook his head mildly and looked at his dad. "Hn?"
"What time do you need to leave?"
Heero glanced down at his watch. It was already 6:40, where the hell had the time gone?
Heero jumped out of his seat. "Gotta run dad, see ya."
"Bye..." Odin replied weakly. With a groan, Odin leaned over the table and dumped Heero's breakfast onto his own plate. "And for once, I thought he was gonna eat."
~*~
Relena finished her Dr. Pepper just as Heero came jogging up the sign. Relena pulled out a fresh can of soda and waved to him.
"Morning Heero!" She exclaimed happily. She punched his arm softly. "How was your first night in your new home?"
"Dad's a completely new person. It's great." Heero found himself confessing. "Hell, he was up at five-thirty in the frickin morning." Heero laughed shortly.
"That's great to hear. Maybe you'll stick around for a while."
"I...hope so." Heero clamped his mouth shut. He had only been here two days. He didn't mean that. Or did he?
Relena laughed. "Glad to hear you're so unwillingly attached already."
Heero glanced at Relena, what was she? A mind reader?
"So, what were you doing up at one in the morning?" Heero decided to ask.
Relena suddenly seemed to clam up and she looked away. "I had a bad dream."
"Nice lie. But I don't believe you." Heero remarked. He found himself almost reaching out to touch her arm or something but he held himself back.
"I was just up." Relena sighed. "Ya know, you wake up for no reason?"
"So you don't want to talk about it."
Relena looked back at Heero. "It's not that I don't want to talk to *you* it's just a...touchy subject."
"Step-mom?" Heero asked softly.
Relena groaned. "Can you read my thoughts or something?" she nearly yelled.
"I'm sorry." Heero retreated.
"Oh no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm sorry. It's just...well...yeah, it's my step mom."
"Sure you don't want to talk about it? I wouldn't tell anyone."
Relena sighed and gave in completely. "She's a complete alcoholic and a slut. So I hear my step mom and my dad getting *jiggy with it* in the next room and it's impossible to sleep through their little nightly escapades. The bitch is totally vocal about it. So I'm up and I head downstairs to get some sleep. Well my step mom comes downstairs, stoned as hell and looking completely laid, and starts to yell at me for getting up and accusing me of sneaking into her beer. So I get beat around a bit and I go back up to bed. By then dad's asleep and Susan is drinking again. So I saw your e-mail, wrote you, and went back to bed."
Heero was silent for a long time.
"Heero?" Relena asked, softly. "I know that sounds scary, but I promise; I'm not anything like them. Really."
"How do you live like that?" Heero finally asked in shock, ignoring her last statement.
Relena looked at Heero. "Live? If you call my life living. I've just become so numb to it. The only time it hurts is when Susan really starts beating on me."
Heero stared at Relena. She was so beautiful and so full of life, how could she be condemned to a life like that?
"Heero, what's wrong?" Relena asked, starting to feel uncomfortable by his stare.
"It's nothing. I'm sorry."
"You know, you're the only one besides Hilde and Duo who know this about me. I've only known you for two days," Relena's voice lowered. "And you're already something pretty special. You must be magic or something."
Heero smiled to himself but immediately frowned as their high school came into view just down the block.
Relena sighed. "So, now that you know my deepest, darkest secret you're not going to expose me, are you?"
Heero looked at her in shock. "Relena, I'd---I'd never do that."
Relena laughed. "Okay, okay, don't look like I'm gonna take a gun to your head. I was just asking."
Heero relaxed a bit, her humorous side was also very comforting.
"But there is something very different about you Heero Yuy." Relena continued. "Not exactly sure what it is but there's just something about you."
Heero didn't know if he should take that as a compliment or an insult so he remained quiet and perplexed.
Relena noticed the look on his face and smiled. "In a good, attractive way. Man, I'll be jealous when you get your first girlfriend here."
Heero paled at the thought of a girlfriend.
"But then again, judging by your face, I won't have to worry about that."
"Not for a while." Heero assured.
Relena walked up the building that they had slowly been approaching, and with a fierce tug she opened the door and held it for Heero. Heero nodded and opened the next door for her.
"Quite a gentleman or a major flirt."
"I prefer the first." Heero replied.
Relena laughed softly. She walked up to the base of the steps. "I'll see you at English, okay?"
"Yeah, bye!" Heero called.
"See ya!" Relena called giving him a flirtatious wink.
Heero felt the blood rise to his cheeks and he walked off before anyone could see the boyish blush.
~*~
Everyone jumped up as the bell rang. The entire accelerated class was sick and tired of the History teacher's droning about the 5th amendment.
"Relena, hold up!" Mrs. Skinner called out. "I've got an office slip for you."
Relena took the slip.
"Who's it from?" Duo asked, slipping his arm deftly around Hilde's slim waist.
"Counselor's. They want to see me when I finish eating lunch." Relena replied dismally.
"Again? Man what sort of trouble are you in?" Duo teased.
"Duo, knock it off." Hilde snapped. "I'm sorry Lena."
Relena smiled. "It's okay. Hey, where's Heero?"
"Right here." Heero said stepping up behind Relena.
"Oh good, let's all get down to lunch. I'm starved!" Relena exclaimed practically dancing out the door.
The four kids went to their lockers and then met in their usual spot, new to Heero---that is, and sat down mostly in silence from eating. Relena ate her lunch at a normal pace and chatted with everyone around her. Heero found himself admiring how she could stand to be in the middle of all that din and noise. But she smiled all the way through it and laughed with them all. That sort of thing wasn't for Heero. It never had been. And it never would be.
At last, Relena had to go to the counselor's. "I'll see ya guys." She excused herself. She stood up and winked at Heero. "Later Heero." She quickly said before walking out of the cafeteria.
"Wow, she must really like you, Heero." Duo teased. "She singled you out."
Heero shrugged but inside he felt extremely...special. As corny and childish as that sounded.
~*~
Relena groaned as she sat down in the soft counselor's chair.
"Ah, Miss Dorlian. How nice to see you...again."
"And the same to you Mrs. Conner." Relena mocked replied.
"Let's get down to business, shall we?"
Relena just remained silent.
"I want you to tell me how your home life is going, how it's going with your mom."
"Step mom." Relena corrected.
"Step mom. Tell me how it's going with her." The counselor commanded, though gently.
"We're getting along just dandily." Relena exclaimed sarcastically.
"I get the impression that it's the other way around, actually." The counselor parried firmly.
"You know, what the hell do you care? I'm not going to tell you my issues. I can handle them myself."
"Relena we just want you to confide in someone."
"I do!" Relena exclaimed, Heero popping into her head.
"Someone who's older and can help you."
"And who knows absolutely nothing about you and will have forgotten your name in four months? Yeah right. I'm leaving."
Relena stood up to go but the counselor slammed the door. "Sit down Miss Dorlian."
Relena sat down and folded her arms. "You're not getting anything out of me. You're wasting your time. I suggest you tend to that prep out there who's crying over a lost boyfriend."
"I'm concerned for you health, Relena." Mrs. Conner went on. "Your behavior since your father married your new mother has gone way down hill. I'm seeing a suicidal pattern in your daily habits."
"Suicidal?" Relena scoffed. "Okay, now I'm really leaving."
Relena stood up, grabbed her stuff and pushed out past the counselor.
"Relena! Come back here!" Mrs. Conner yelled down the hall.
Relena never looked back. Suicidal. Whatever.
~*~
"Relena..." Mrs. Jones started out.
"Counselors." Relena snapped, grabbing her bass.
Heero already sat in his assigned spot and looked at Relena in concern.
Relena grabbed her bass and walked to her seat. She tuned softly while the teacher talked.
"What's wrong?" Heero whispered when Mrs. Jones started to tune the violins as a group.
"I'll talk to you after school." Relena replied back.
"Okay." Heero murmured, turning back to face his music.
The entire class period for Relena went by as a sweet blur. Orchestra, the feeling of her bass in her arms, the sound of the violins, violas, and cellos made her heart soar. But as quickly as her high had come and worn off she was walking home with Heero.
"So, what's wrong?" Heero asked.
"The counselor's think I'm suicidal. And they want to me entertain their stupid idea and say that I am."
"Which you're not." Heero said almost for his sake and not Relena's.
"Which I am definitely not." Relena agreed.
"Don't let them get to you." Heero groaned. "I had a counselor back in Boise that just wouldn't get off my back about drugs, drinking. She just wanted me to admit to all this shit I wasn't doing."
"So, what do you think of our Correli piece?"
"It's pretty easy. I just don't like the key signature; it's in twelve- eight." Heero complained.
"Yeah so I noticed, around measure fifty-four!" Relena laughed.
"Bet that's what we'll be tested on next week." Heero groaned.
"Oh yeah, measure fifty-four to measure sixty-eight."
"Yup." Heero agreed.
The two were content to walk in silence all the way to Relena's home.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow Relena." Heero replied.
"You know you really are a sweetheart." Relena said after a moment's delay.
Heero blushed but Relena pulled him into a tight embrace. Timidly he hugged her back.
"See ya tomorrow, hottie." Relena said with a wink, slipping behind her door and then shutting it.
"Bye." Heero whispered in a daze. He turned and walked in a dream-like trance back to his home.
Relena could already hear the moaning as she entered the house. A few moments later, Susan came stomping down the stairs, stoned and laid as usual and began to cuss and beat out Relena calling her various names and blaming various things on the poor girl.
Relena took as much of it as she could until Susan slugged her in the face, causing her to get a bloody nose.
"Bitch!" Relena screamed. "God, maybe I should take the counselor's advice. Maybe suicide is the only way to get away from you!"
Relena ran up the stairs right into her dad.
"I heard the Lena." He said softly and sadly.
"Good, maybe you can help me find your gun in the garage." Relena spat.
"Relena, you don't mean that." Her dad tried to convince her.
"Oh yeah?" Relena yelled from her room. "Try me."
Relena sat down at her computer and began to type quickly.
Heero, it's Lena, what's your phone #?
She sent the message and fell back on her bed, the ever so sweet dreams of suicide dancing around in her head. With a slight mix of Heero in and out. She couldn't get over how attracted she was to him. Suicide and Heero.
What a perfect combination, Relena thought wryly.
Well? Short, I know. I'm kinda in a rush. The next few chapters will be much more exciting and romantic so please bear with me. I'd really appreciate it if you'd review this as well just to encourage me to actually get around to writing those next chapters. *grins sheepishly* Thanks again!!!
I'd really, really like to thank all of you who sent me a review. I'd like to give a special thanks to Foxfire who sent me a very cool review. By the way, Foxfire, I was a violinist in my orchestra for three years---concert master for all three. We lost our bass player and I took the guy's place. So I can totally relate to a violin, and I probably will in this fic. And the whole "preps on drugs", guys, is basically my school in a nutshell...hehe, scary, no? Alright, so once again, the characters are, well, very different. And I'd thank you to sit back, turn on some more Vivaldi, and enjoy chapter two of, "Call it My Forte"
Chapter Two: A Little Flat
Heero was up at 5:30 AM, with his dad who was surprisingly dressed in a business suit and gelling his hair back.
"Dad?" Heero groaned, in mild shock, walking into his father's bathroom.
"Yeah son?"
"It's five-thirty." Heero informed him, yawning.
"I know, work starts in an hour and a half, I want to start up a good reputation. I'm feeling like this could actually be a job I can stick with. I want the best rep. possible."
Heero had to smile. His father sounded just like a kid who had suddenly earned the drive to do well in school.
"Glad to hear it." Heero replied, though a little sarcastically. Heero walked back to his room and turned on his computer. As it booted up Heero walked into his bathroom and got into the shower. Heero just sat, shivering under the hot spray for a moment before becoming courageous enough to stray from the water and begin to wash his hair quickly. Heero practically jumped out of the shower five minutes later, shook his hair out, and dressed into a black turtleneck and blue jeans.
Heero sighed as he inspected himself in the mirror. But Heero's focus was jarred from his figure when he saw his computer flashing in the reflection. Heero turned and walked to the computer. There was one new message. Heero sat down and opened the e-mail.
First, Heero looked at the time in which it was sent.
"One in the morning. Who the hell...?"
Hey Heero. It's Relena. I got your message so you can just add my name to your address book thing. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed your first day at school and I'll meet you at 6:50 by the neighborhood sign. See you then, bud!
-Relena
Relena? What was she doing up at 1:00 AM? Heero shrugged off the question, and turned his attention to his backpack. Checking to make sure his math homework, Spanish homework, and English homework was all in there neatly, Heero picked up his backpack and jogged down the steps and through the living room where the smell of bacon and eggs had already reached his nose.
"Hungry?" His dad asked, uncertainty haunting his voice.
Heero nodded.
"Great!" His dad exclaimed. "Here I've got a plate all ready and made for ya."
Heero took the plate silently and sat down at the kitchen table. The sun was just starting to rise and the steam was lifting out of the pond in their giant backyard. Heero watched the mystical pond as he ate thoughtfully. His mind was still curious about why Relena had written him an e-mail at 1:00, no one was up then. Maybe she just had insomnia or something, Heero concluded.
"Hey, earth to Heero, come in Sport!"
Heero shook his head mildly and looked at his dad. "Hn?"
"What time do you need to leave?"
Heero glanced down at his watch. It was already 6:40, where the hell had the time gone?
Heero jumped out of his seat. "Gotta run dad, see ya."
"Bye..." Odin replied weakly. With a groan, Odin leaned over the table and dumped Heero's breakfast onto his own plate. "And for once, I thought he was gonna eat."
~*~
Relena finished her Dr. Pepper just as Heero came jogging up the sign. Relena pulled out a fresh can of soda and waved to him.
"Morning Heero!" She exclaimed happily. She punched his arm softly. "How was your first night in your new home?"
"Dad's a completely new person. It's great." Heero found himself confessing. "Hell, he was up at five-thirty in the frickin morning." Heero laughed shortly.
"That's great to hear. Maybe you'll stick around for a while."
"I...hope so." Heero clamped his mouth shut. He had only been here two days. He didn't mean that. Or did he?
Relena laughed. "Glad to hear you're so unwillingly attached already."
Heero glanced at Relena, what was she? A mind reader?
"So, what were you doing up at one in the morning?" Heero decided to ask.
Relena suddenly seemed to clam up and she looked away. "I had a bad dream."
"Nice lie. But I don't believe you." Heero remarked. He found himself almost reaching out to touch her arm or something but he held himself back.
"I was just up." Relena sighed. "Ya know, you wake up for no reason?"
"So you don't want to talk about it."
Relena looked back at Heero. "It's not that I don't want to talk to *you* it's just a...touchy subject."
"Step-mom?" Heero asked softly.
Relena groaned. "Can you read my thoughts or something?" she nearly yelled.
"I'm sorry." Heero retreated.
"Oh no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm sorry. It's just...well...yeah, it's my step mom."
"Sure you don't want to talk about it? I wouldn't tell anyone."
Relena sighed and gave in completely. "She's a complete alcoholic and a slut. So I hear my step mom and my dad getting *jiggy with it* in the next room and it's impossible to sleep through their little nightly escapades. The bitch is totally vocal about it. So I'm up and I head downstairs to get some sleep. Well my step mom comes downstairs, stoned as hell and looking completely laid, and starts to yell at me for getting up and accusing me of sneaking into her beer. So I get beat around a bit and I go back up to bed. By then dad's asleep and Susan is drinking again. So I saw your e-mail, wrote you, and went back to bed."
Heero was silent for a long time.
"Heero?" Relena asked, softly. "I know that sounds scary, but I promise; I'm not anything like them. Really."
"How do you live like that?" Heero finally asked in shock, ignoring her last statement.
Relena looked at Heero. "Live? If you call my life living. I've just become so numb to it. The only time it hurts is when Susan really starts beating on me."
Heero stared at Relena. She was so beautiful and so full of life, how could she be condemned to a life like that?
"Heero, what's wrong?" Relena asked, starting to feel uncomfortable by his stare.
"It's nothing. I'm sorry."
"You know, you're the only one besides Hilde and Duo who know this about me. I've only known you for two days," Relena's voice lowered. "And you're already something pretty special. You must be magic or something."
Heero smiled to himself but immediately frowned as their high school came into view just down the block.
Relena sighed. "So, now that you know my deepest, darkest secret you're not going to expose me, are you?"
Heero looked at her in shock. "Relena, I'd---I'd never do that."
Relena laughed. "Okay, okay, don't look like I'm gonna take a gun to your head. I was just asking."
Heero relaxed a bit, her humorous side was also very comforting.
"But there is something very different about you Heero Yuy." Relena continued. "Not exactly sure what it is but there's just something about you."
Heero didn't know if he should take that as a compliment or an insult so he remained quiet and perplexed.
Relena noticed the look on his face and smiled. "In a good, attractive way. Man, I'll be jealous when you get your first girlfriend here."
Heero paled at the thought of a girlfriend.
"But then again, judging by your face, I won't have to worry about that."
"Not for a while." Heero assured.
Relena walked up the building that they had slowly been approaching, and with a fierce tug she opened the door and held it for Heero. Heero nodded and opened the next door for her.
"Quite a gentleman or a major flirt."
"I prefer the first." Heero replied.
Relena laughed softly. She walked up to the base of the steps. "I'll see you at English, okay?"
"Yeah, bye!" Heero called.
"See ya!" Relena called giving him a flirtatious wink.
Heero felt the blood rise to his cheeks and he walked off before anyone could see the boyish blush.
~*~
Everyone jumped up as the bell rang. The entire accelerated class was sick and tired of the History teacher's droning about the 5th amendment.
"Relena, hold up!" Mrs. Skinner called out. "I've got an office slip for you."
Relena took the slip.
"Who's it from?" Duo asked, slipping his arm deftly around Hilde's slim waist.
"Counselor's. They want to see me when I finish eating lunch." Relena replied dismally.
"Again? Man what sort of trouble are you in?" Duo teased.
"Duo, knock it off." Hilde snapped. "I'm sorry Lena."
Relena smiled. "It's okay. Hey, where's Heero?"
"Right here." Heero said stepping up behind Relena.
"Oh good, let's all get down to lunch. I'm starved!" Relena exclaimed practically dancing out the door.
The four kids went to their lockers and then met in their usual spot, new to Heero---that is, and sat down mostly in silence from eating. Relena ate her lunch at a normal pace and chatted with everyone around her. Heero found himself admiring how she could stand to be in the middle of all that din and noise. But she smiled all the way through it and laughed with them all. That sort of thing wasn't for Heero. It never had been. And it never would be.
At last, Relena had to go to the counselor's. "I'll see ya guys." She excused herself. She stood up and winked at Heero. "Later Heero." She quickly said before walking out of the cafeteria.
"Wow, she must really like you, Heero." Duo teased. "She singled you out."
Heero shrugged but inside he felt extremely...special. As corny and childish as that sounded.
~*~
Relena groaned as she sat down in the soft counselor's chair.
"Ah, Miss Dorlian. How nice to see you...again."
"And the same to you Mrs. Conner." Relena mocked replied.
"Let's get down to business, shall we?"
Relena just remained silent.
"I want you to tell me how your home life is going, how it's going with your mom."
"Step mom." Relena corrected.
"Step mom. Tell me how it's going with her." The counselor commanded, though gently.
"We're getting along just dandily." Relena exclaimed sarcastically.
"I get the impression that it's the other way around, actually." The counselor parried firmly.
"You know, what the hell do you care? I'm not going to tell you my issues. I can handle them myself."
"Relena we just want you to confide in someone."
"I do!" Relena exclaimed, Heero popping into her head.
"Someone who's older and can help you."
"And who knows absolutely nothing about you and will have forgotten your name in four months? Yeah right. I'm leaving."
Relena stood up to go but the counselor slammed the door. "Sit down Miss Dorlian."
Relena sat down and folded her arms. "You're not getting anything out of me. You're wasting your time. I suggest you tend to that prep out there who's crying over a lost boyfriend."
"I'm concerned for you health, Relena." Mrs. Conner went on. "Your behavior since your father married your new mother has gone way down hill. I'm seeing a suicidal pattern in your daily habits."
"Suicidal?" Relena scoffed. "Okay, now I'm really leaving."
Relena stood up, grabbed her stuff and pushed out past the counselor.
"Relena! Come back here!" Mrs. Conner yelled down the hall.
Relena never looked back. Suicidal. Whatever.
~*~
"Relena..." Mrs. Jones started out.
"Counselors." Relena snapped, grabbing her bass.
Heero already sat in his assigned spot and looked at Relena in concern.
Relena grabbed her bass and walked to her seat. She tuned softly while the teacher talked.
"What's wrong?" Heero whispered when Mrs. Jones started to tune the violins as a group.
"I'll talk to you after school." Relena replied back.
"Okay." Heero murmured, turning back to face his music.
The entire class period for Relena went by as a sweet blur. Orchestra, the feeling of her bass in her arms, the sound of the violins, violas, and cellos made her heart soar. But as quickly as her high had come and worn off she was walking home with Heero.
"So, what's wrong?" Heero asked.
"The counselor's think I'm suicidal. And they want to me entertain their stupid idea and say that I am."
"Which you're not." Heero said almost for his sake and not Relena's.
"Which I am definitely not." Relena agreed.
"Don't let them get to you." Heero groaned. "I had a counselor back in Boise that just wouldn't get off my back about drugs, drinking. She just wanted me to admit to all this shit I wasn't doing."
"So, what do you think of our Correli piece?"
"It's pretty easy. I just don't like the key signature; it's in twelve- eight." Heero complained.
"Yeah so I noticed, around measure fifty-four!" Relena laughed.
"Bet that's what we'll be tested on next week." Heero groaned.
"Oh yeah, measure fifty-four to measure sixty-eight."
"Yup." Heero agreed.
The two were content to walk in silence all the way to Relena's home.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow Relena." Heero replied.
"You know you really are a sweetheart." Relena said after a moment's delay.
Heero blushed but Relena pulled him into a tight embrace. Timidly he hugged her back.
"See ya tomorrow, hottie." Relena said with a wink, slipping behind her door and then shutting it.
"Bye." Heero whispered in a daze. He turned and walked in a dream-like trance back to his home.
Relena could already hear the moaning as she entered the house. A few moments later, Susan came stomping down the stairs, stoned and laid as usual and began to cuss and beat out Relena calling her various names and blaming various things on the poor girl.
Relena took as much of it as she could until Susan slugged her in the face, causing her to get a bloody nose.
"Bitch!" Relena screamed. "God, maybe I should take the counselor's advice. Maybe suicide is the only way to get away from you!"
Relena ran up the stairs right into her dad.
"I heard the Lena." He said softly and sadly.
"Good, maybe you can help me find your gun in the garage." Relena spat.
"Relena, you don't mean that." Her dad tried to convince her.
"Oh yeah?" Relena yelled from her room. "Try me."
Relena sat down at her computer and began to type quickly.
Heero, it's Lena, what's your phone #?
She sent the message and fell back on her bed, the ever so sweet dreams of suicide dancing around in her head. With a slight mix of Heero in and out. She couldn't get over how attracted she was to him. Suicide and Heero.
What a perfect combination, Relena thought wryly.
Well? Short, I know. I'm kinda in a rush. The next few chapters will be much more exciting and romantic so please bear with me. I'd really appreciate it if you'd review this as well just to encourage me to actually get around to writing those next chapters. *grins sheepishly* Thanks again!!!