A Christmas To Remember
Chapter 15: Reunited
Tailor spent the rest of the day wrapping up presents. Since Elliot didn't know that she was knocked out for 6 days she could just make up that she sprained her ankle badly on the pavement. Which was true. But she wouldn't tell him the WHOLE story. April had gone to work and the guys had all gone home. They had all promised they would come back later in the week and April had promised that she would be back by 8:00 that night.
It was now 5:30, and Elliot would be here soon. She taped up the last of his presents and hopped down the stairs on her left foot. She put the presents down near the sofa and sat down. Tailor noted how she was breathing heavily, but she had hopped up and down the stairs about five times. It also took all of her effort to have a shower without trying to get her right foot wet. She succeeded, but it left her breathless. Now, sitting in her black jeans and a red, baggy t-shirt saying 'Christmas' on the front, Tailor grabbed the T.V remote and clicked on the T.V.
Click. 'Muppet's Christmas Coral' - seen it. Click. 'Santa ClausE' - seen it. Click. 'Grinch' - seen it. Click. 'Santa Claus: The movie' - seen it. Click. 'Titanic'?! On Christmas Day?! Tailor shrugged. Click - seen it anyway.
After 30 minutes off clicking the remote Tailor sighed. Nearly every film showing on T.V she had already seen it. She sighed and turned off the T.V, reading would be a better option.
The buzzer went and Tailor got up. She hopped over to the buzzer and pressed it. She heard the door open and footsteps on the set of stairs. They came closer, and ended with a tap at the door.
Tailor opened the door and smiled. "Elliot!"
Elliot was wearing blue jeans and his dark, blue baggy jumper. He was holding presents but still managed to hug his friend. "Hey . . . wait . . .", he looked at her right foot and frowned, ". . . what happened?"
"Tripped on the pavement coming back from Emma's party", Tailor replied. She hated keeping the truth from Elliot, but she couldn't say she met four mutant turtles and one mutant rat and they saved her life . . . again.
Elliot nodded and helped Tailor over to the sofa. He sat down next to her and put his gifts on the floor. "You'll be ok, right?"
"Yeah . . . Totally".
Elliot smiled. "Ok, here you go . . . Pressies". He handed her a bag with three presents in.
Tailor smiled and lifted hers off the floor. "From me to you", she said. She had brought him three presents as well. She gave them to him and both friends opened their presents.
Tailor's first one was a bottle of adidas woman perfume. She thanked Elliot and opened her second one. A set of lavender candles complete with a holder. Her last one off Elliot was a silver frame and a picture of him in it wearing his jeans and a blue shirt, his hands in his pockets. On it was written 'to remember me by'.
Elliot opened his presents and smiled. Tailor had got him a DVD. 'Austin Powers in: Goldmember'. The second one was a small, gold bracelet chain. The last one was a picture of her in a small, 5 by 5 cm silver frame.
The two friends smiled at each other, amazed how they both got each other the same last present. Well, not exactly the same, but the same idea. Tailor thanked him and hugged him tightly.
Luckily, April had a DVD player, and in 10 minutes Tailor and Elliot were sitting down next to each other with sandwiches on their laps. Elliot put his arm around Tailor's shoulder and they both sat back to enjoy the movie.
"Jesus", Tailor said in awe when the two twins came on, "they're skinner then I am!"
Elliot smiled and shook his head. "Yeah . . ." he said sarcastically, ". . . and prettier".
"That's cold", she answered back, wincing slightly.
"Your ankle hurting?" Elliot asked concerned.
"No", she replied, and then smiled, "I'm sat on my hair". She lifted herself up - giving Elliot her plate - and pulled her hair out from underneath her. She grabbed her plate back and they both sat back.
"Why bother with having your hair so long?" Elliot asked.
Tailor shrugged. "Thought I'd try a new style".
Elliot smiled and took a bite out of his sandwich.
They spent the rest of the evening watching 'Austin Powers' then it finished and Tailor put 'Snow Dogs' in, which Emma had brought round for her when she was out like a light.
"Never seen this", Elliot said. He was standing near the sink, his hands soaked in bubbles. He told Tailor he'd do the pots and she would take care of the video. Elliot dried his hands and started drying the plates. In five minutes everything was washed, dried, and put away. He sat back down in the corner of the sofa and stretched his legs out. Tailor sat against him and pressed play on the video recorder.
Half an hour later April came home. She greeted Elliot warmly and brewed up a cup of tea. She told Tailor she had to go back out and that Elliot could stay. He smiled and agreed to it. April sat on the stool near the counter and faced the T.V. She had already watched this with Tailor but it was on the part where the main character 'Ted' is dreaming and the dogs were talking.
'Hey Ted!' Demon, the main dog, shouted with enthusiasm, 'You really stuff in it this time!'
The others laughed loudly and 'Nana' the female dog there, stuck up for him, 'I like him!'
'Oh suuure . . .', said another dog, ' . . . you'd roll over for anyone who'd give you a bowl of slump!'
April watched Nana stick her nose up at him and she chuckled. "My favourite bit", she mumbled to Elliot and Tailor. She gulped down the rest of her drink and headed back out, saying she'd be back for nine.
"Where do you think she's going?" Elliot asked when April had closed the door behind her.
"Dunno", Tailor replied with a yawn, "probably got another report to do".
"Your aunt's cool", Elliot said, smiling.
Tailor was about to reply but the doorbell ringing stopped her. "I'll get it", she said to Elliot. She lifted herself up, using Elliot's shoulder for support, and hopped over to the door.
When she opened it she wasn't bothered that Scott was there. She was fed-up of this. She sighed. "Whadda ya want?" she said, tiredly.
Scott stood there, grinning. His hands in his blue, adidas bottoms and his adidas jumper, probably bribed his dad to get him them, Tailor thought. He leaned against the doorframe, which annoyed Tailor. She bit her lip to keep her anger inside her.
Scott held a little glass cup in front of him and handed it to Tailor.
Elliot had come up behind her but she stuck her arm out, signalling for him not to start a fight, now he just stood there, a protective hand on Tailor's shoulder and a hard stare at Scott. Her foot was hidden behind her, but Scott didn't see it.
"And this is for . . .?" she asked, twirling the cup in her hand.
"Sugar", he replied simply.
"Sugar . . .?" Tailor repeated, a confused Elliot behind her, ". . . I think you've had TOO much sugar . . . you've gone nuts!"
"Nooo", he said slowly, hand on the doorframe and a suspicious grin on his face that Tailor couldn't make out, "Me and my dad need some sugar because we're all out and we're moving in the apartment above you".
//
"Eat your heart out Tails!" Mikey shouted excitedly as he played on his new 'Sonic The Hedgehog 2' game. He had already got past the green zone in two seconds flat, how he completed the others so quickly was a mystery to his brothers.
Donnie had set up his new computer, using his old one for back up by putting it behind the new one. He was now programming the old data from the old computer into the new one, his finger clicking like mad as they zoomed over the keys on his new keyboard.
Leo had cleaned his katanna's and had had a practicing session with Raph. He was now sat on the sofa (opposite Splinter who sat comfortably in his armchair) and reading his book on Japanese, his legs resting on the remains of the sofa.
Raph stayed in his room, examining his new sais April had got him. He kept the anger therapy book on the table near his bed and smiled every time he looked at it. April really knew how to have a laugh. He also kept thinking about Tailor. He knew she was ok but to see her left on the kerb, so less energetic, made him feel concerned for her.
He hadn't meant to find her. But if he didn't see her, then, what would have happened? It was only because he had to send a message from Splinter to April because the phone lines were dead again that he found her. When he turned the corner of the fourth block he saw her. Even in the dark he could see the faint outline of her blonde hair and instantly knew it was her. He took her to April and she looked awful in normal light. She was so pale so looked dead. Her breathing was slow and stopped for seconds before starting again. April insisted taking her to hospital but Splinter refused because Tailor would have reporters surrounding her when she came too, so they had to keep her in bed wrapped up in three duvets and pray. Donnie was still trying to figure out what was in the drink. Something illegal probably, Raph though angrily.
He swung one of his sais and it let out a 'whoosh'. Maybe he did keep his emotions locked up, but it didn't mean that he was a cruel person. Now Scott, well, that was what you called a cruel person. What the hell had Tailor done to him? She was the kind of girl that made friends with anyone, no matter what they looked like . . . and Scott had stuffed it back in her face.
//
"W - what did you say?" Tailor stared shocked at Scott but he just stood there, a pleasant grin on his face. Elliot gave her shoulder a squeeze, but since he was so silent Tailor knew he was just as shocked as she was.
Elliot wasn't exactly shocked. Just stunned. Stunned that the fact that this creep would be right above Tailor and April. The fact that he would do anything to hurt her. The fact that his so-called 'daddio' would stick up for him if he did anything wrong. The fact that . . . oh, who cares, thought Elliot . . . it was just the fact that he was saying this!
"You heard me", Scott said, his eyes boring into Tailors. Elliot tightened his grip on Tailor's shoulder and pulled her into him a bit more. Scott looked at Elliot with pure hatred and jealousy. "I'm moving in. Two days time. With my dad", he slowed his voice down and hissed; "Right . . . Above . . . YOU".
//
(Ended this one here. Sorry it's short; I've caught a bit of a bug. But more to come! Thanks for all the reviews! I hoped you had a Merry Christmas! Thanking you all individually! Love ya all people! xxx).
Chapter 15: Reunited
Tailor spent the rest of the day wrapping up presents. Since Elliot didn't know that she was knocked out for 6 days she could just make up that she sprained her ankle badly on the pavement. Which was true. But she wouldn't tell him the WHOLE story. April had gone to work and the guys had all gone home. They had all promised they would come back later in the week and April had promised that she would be back by 8:00 that night.
It was now 5:30, and Elliot would be here soon. She taped up the last of his presents and hopped down the stairs on her left foot. She put the presents down near the sofa and sat down. Tailor noted how she was breathing heavily, but she had hopped up and down the stairs about five times. It also took all of her effort to have a shower without trying to get her right foot wet. She succeeded, but it left her breathless. Now, sitting in her black jeans and a red, baggy t-shirt saying 'Christmas' on the front, Tailor grabbed the T.V remote and clicked on the T.V.
Click. 'Muppet's Christmas Coral' - seen it. Click. 'Santa ClausE' - seen it. Click. 'Grinch' - seen it. Click. 'Santa Claus: The movie' - seen it. Click. 'Titanic'?! On Christmas Day?! Tailor shrugged. Click - seen it anyway.
After 30 minutes off clicking the remote Tailor sighed. Nearly every film showing on T.V she had already seen it. She sighed and turned off the T.V, reading would be a better option.
The buzzer went and Tailor got up. She hopped over to the buzzer and pressed it. She heard the door open and footsteps on the set of stairs. They came closer, and ended with a tap at the door.
Tailor opened the door and smiled. "Elliot!"
Elliot was wearing blue jeans and his dark, blue baggy jumper. He was holding presents but still managed to hug his friend. "Hey . . . wait . . .", he looked at her right foot and frowned, ". . . what happened?"
"Tripped on the pavement coming back from Emma's party", Tailor replied. She hated keeping the truth from Elliot, but she couldn't say she met four mutant turtles and one mutant rat and they saved her life . . . again.
Elliot nodded and helped Tailor over to the sofa. He sat down next to her and put his gifts on the floor. "You'll be ok, right?"
"Yeah . . . Totally".
Elliot smiled. "Ok, here you go . . . Pressies". He handed her a bag with three presents in.
Tailor smiled and lifted hers off the floor. "From me to you", she said. She had brought him three presents as well. She gave them to him and both friends opened their presents.
Tailor's first one was a bottle of adidas woman perfume. She thanked Elliot and opened her second one. A set of lavender candles complete with a holder. Her last one off Elliot was a silver frame and a picture of him in it wearing his jeans and a blue shirt, his hands in his pockets. On it was written 'to remember me by'.
Elliot opened his presents and smiled. Tailor had got him a DVD. 'Austin Powers in: Goldmember'. The second one was a small, gold bracelet chain. The last one was a picture of her in a small, 5 by 5 cm silver frame.
The two friends smiled at each other, amazed how they both got each other the same last present. Well, not exactly the same, but the same idea. Tailor thanked him and hugged him tightly.
Luckily, April had a DVD player, and in 10 minutes Tailor and Elliot were sitting down next to each other with sandwiches on their laps. Elliot put his arm around Tailor's shoulder and they both sat back to enjoy the movie.
"Jesus", Tailor said in awe when the two twins came on, "they're skinner then I am!"
Elliot smiled and shook his head. "Yeah . . ." he said sarcastically, ". . . and prettier".
"That's cold", she answered back, wincing slightly.
"Your ankle hurting?" Elliot asked concerned.
"No", she replied, and then smiled, "I'm sat on my hair". She lifted herself up - giving Elliot her plate - and pulled her hair out from underneath her. She grabbed her plate back and they both sat back.
"Why bother with having your hair so long?" Elliot asked.
Tailor shrugged. "Thought I'd try a new style".
Elliot smiled and took a bite out of his sandwich.
They spent the rest of the evening watching 'Austin Powers' then it finished and Tailor put 'Snow Dogs' in, which Emma had brought round for her when she was out like a light.
"Never seen this", Elliot said. He was standing near the sink, his hands soaked in bubbles. He told Tailor he'd do the pots and she would take care of the video. Elliot dried his hands and started drying the plates. In five minutes everything was washed, dried, and put away. He sat back down in the corner of the sofa and stretched his legs out. Tailor sat against him and pressed play on the video recorder.
Half an hour later April came home. She greeted Elliot warmly and brewed up a cup of tea. She told Tailor she had to go back out and that Elliot could stay. He smiled and agreed to it. April sat on the stool near the counter and faced the T.V. She had already watched this with Tailor but it was on the part where the main character 'Ted' is dreaming and the dogs were talking.
'Hey Ted!' Demon, the main dog, shouted with enthusiasm, 'You really stuff in it this time!'
The others laughed loudly and 'Nana' the female dog there, stuck up for him, 'I like him!'
'Oh suuure . . .', said another dog, ' . . . you'd roll over for anyone who'd give you a bowl of slump!'
April watched Nana stick her nose up at him and she chuckled. "My favourite bit", she mumbled to Elliot and Tailor. She gulped down the rest of her drink and headed back out, saying she'd be back for nine.
"Where do you think she's going?" Elliot asked when April had closed the door behind her.
"Dunno", Tailor replied with a yawn, "probably got another report to do".
"Your aunt's cool", Elliot said, smiling.
Tailor was about to reply but the doorbell ringing stopped her. "I'll get it", she said to Elliot. She lifted herself up, using Elliot's shoulder for support, and hopped over to the door.
When she opened it she wasn't bothered that Scott was there. She was fed-up of this. She sighed. "Whadda ya want?" she said, tiredly.
Scott stood there, grinning. His hands in his blue, adidas bottoms and his adidas jumper, probably bribed his dad to get him them, Tailor thought. He leaned against the doorframe, which annoyed Tailor. She bit her lip to keep her anger inside her.
Scott held a little glass cup in front of him and handed it to Tailor.
Elliot had come up behind her but she stuck her arm out, signalling for him not to start a fight, now he just stood there, a protective hand on Tailor's shoulder and a hard stare at Scott. Her foot was hidden behind her, but Scott didn't see it.
"And this is for . . .?" she asked, twirling the cup in her hand.
"Sugar", he replied simply.
"Sugar . . .?" Tailor repeated, a confused Elliot behind her, ". . . I think you've had TOO much sugar . . . you've gone nuts!"
"Nooo", he said slowly, hand on the doorframe and a suspicious grin on his face that Tailor couldn't make out, "Me and my dad need some sugar because we're all out and we're moving in the apartment above you".
//
"Eat your heart out Tails!" Mikey shouted excitedly as he played on his new 'Sonic The Hedgehog 2' game. He had already got past the green zone in two seconds flat, how he completed the others so quickly was a mystery to his brothers.
Donnie had set up his new computer, using his old one for back up by putting it behind the new one. He was now programming the old data from the old computer into the new one, his finger clicking like mad as they zoomed over the keys on his new keyboard.
Leo had cleaned his katanna's and had had a practicing session with Raph. He was now sat on the sofa (opposite Splinter who sat comfortably in his armchair) and reading his book on Japanese, his legs resting on the remains of the sofa.
Raph stayed in his room, examining his new sais April had got him. He kept the anger therapy book on the table near his bed and smiled every time he looked at it. April really knew how to have a laugh. He also kept thinking about Tailor. He knew she was ok but to see her left on the kerb, so less energetic, made him feel concerned for her.
He hadn't meant to find her. But if he didn't see her, then, what would have happened? It was only because he had to send a message from Splinter to April because the phone lines were dead again that he found her. When he turned the corner of the fourth block he saw her. Even in the dark he could see the faint outline of her blonde hair and instantly knew it was her. He took her to April and she looked awful in normal light. She was so pale so looked dead. Her breathing was slow and stopped for seconds before starting again. April insisted taking her to hospital but Splinter refused because Tailor would have reporters surrounding her when she came too, so they had to keep her in bed wrapped up in three duvets and pray. Donnie was still trying to figure out what was in the drink. Something illegal probably, Raph though angrily.
He swung one of his sais and it let out a 'whoosh'. Maybe he did keep his emotions locked up, but it didn't mean that he was a cruel person. Now Scott, well, that was what you called a cruel person. What the hell had Tailor done to him? She was the kind of girl that made friends with anyone, no matter what they looked like . . . and Scott had stuffed it back in her face.
//
"W - what did you say?" Tailor stared shocked at Scott but he just stood there, a pleasant grin on his face. Elliot gave her shoulder a squeeze, but since he was so silent Tailor knew he was just as shocked as she was.
Elliot wasn't exactly shocked. Just stunned. Stunned that the fact that this creep would be right above Tailor and April. The fact that he would do anything to hurt her. The fact that his so-called 'daddio' would stick up for him if he did anything wrong. The fact that . . . oh, who cares, thought Elliot . . . it was just the fact that he was saying this!
"You heard me", Scott said, his eyes boring into Tailors. Elliot tightened his grip on Tailor's shoulder and pulled her into him a bit more. Scott looked at Elliot with pure hatred and jealousy. "I'm moving in. Two days time. With my dad", he slowed his voice down and hissed; "Right . . . Above . . . YOU".
//
(Ended this one here. Sorry it's short; I've caught a bit of a bug. But more to come! Thanks for all the reviews! I hoped you had a Merry Christmas! Thanking you all individually! Love ya all people! xxx).