Chapter 10:
"Honey, we really have to talk, and settle this!" Eve pleaded with her indifferent
husband. "I know I have never told you about my past with Julian, but like I already said it's
in the past. Please...can we just...forget?" she looked at him imploringly.
"I don't like it Eve. And I didn't appreciate the way I found out. Especially after all this
time. Twenty years later! Eve, why didn't you tell me then?"
"Because, because," Eve sputtered. "Because I knew that you hated him for some
reason. A reason I didn't know of for twenty years myself. I didn't want to upset you!"
"And you think I'm not upset NOW?" He banged his arm on the table in anger. People
turned to see what all the commotion was about.
Eve sighed, not knowing what to say or do. She looked around her at the local
Harmonian's that were dining there that night. Her eyes rested on a girl with curly black hair
and a thin, fit body.
"Whitney!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, her too. She's just as upset as I am. That's why she decided to stay away from
us - at least for a while!" TC hissed.
Eve glared at her husband, before speaking. "No, I mean, she's right there!" Eve
stated, pointing her finger to where Whitney was sitting with Chad. TC turned around to look
for himself.
"Oh my God," Whitney whispered to Chad. "They saw me." She dropped her menu
down in defeat.
"Whitney you can't keep avoiding them like this!" Chad scolded. "Pretty soon, you're
going to have to come to terms with them about your dream to pursue singing instead of
tennis."
"I know," Whitney replied dejectedly. "It's just I saw them that night when everyone
found out about Julian Crane and my mom. They're having problems of their own right now. I
don't want to burden them with mine."
"Whitney..." Chad began to say, exasperated.
"I know, I know," Whitney interrupted, before he could continue. Holding her hands up
in a surrendering posture, she put her menu aside and began to stand up. She was going to
approach her parents and discuss this problem. But they beat her to it. They were at her table
before she even stood up to walk their way.
"Whitney Russell!" her father roared, not caring that they had an audience watching.
Eve put her hand on her husband's shoulder, trying to calm him down. She stepped
towards her daughter.
"We've been worried sick about you!" she told her, giving her a motherly hug. She let
go and stared at her daughter, her tone and facial features changing. "Don't you ever do that
again!"
"I'm sorry, Mom, Dad," Whitney began. "Umm, can we talk? Why don't you join Chad
and me?"
"Yeah," Chad agreed, bringing two empty chairs towards his table.
"NO!" TC roared again. He pointed his finger at Chad. "HE has been making you act
like this, Whitney! He's the reason you wanted to quit your tennis and pursue singing.
Brainwash. You never acted this way before you met him!"
Chad looked away, upset.
"Daddy!" Whitney exclaimed. "That's not true! Chad has been the greatest friend I
could ask for. He made me realize what I was missing in my life!"
"And what's that?" TC asked, his hands on his hips.
"What I love. Singing. He's been the best. I'm sorry if you don't agree but..."
"That's no reason for you to not come home, young lady!" he retaliated.
"Daddy, I know you and Mom were having problems. I didn't want to add to it. That's
why I decided to stay away for a day or two."
TC nodded slowly, then turned his attention to Chad. "I want you to stay away from
Whitney. You hear me?! You're a bad influence on her and I refuse to allow you to associate
with her any longer. I hope to never see the likes of you again!" he hissed.
Chad stared back at him, his eyes narrowed. How dare he say that about me? he
thought to himself. Just two days ago, he was being nice to me and everything at the Crane
party and now, he acts like I'm a worthless, bad person. He doesn't even know me.
"How do you know I'm a bad influence on her?" he asked steadily. "You just met me
two days ago! And besides, just cause I made Whitney realize her dream, and just because it's
not your dream doesn't mean I'm a bad influence!"
"Honey, he's right," Eve said.
"I don't care. I know what kind of a guy he is. The kind of guy I would never want
around my daughter. Come on, Whitney, we're going home." TC ordered.
"But..." Whitney began to protest.
"No but's young lady. Let's go!" TC grabbed his daughter's hand and practically
dragged her out of the restaurant.
Chad stared at their retreating forms in a mixture of emotions. Anger. Regret. Loss.
Whitney Russell was leaving. There was no way they could communicate with each
other now...except in private.
{a/n: what do u all think? hope u like it! r/r}
"Honey, we really have to talk, and settle this!" Eve pleaded with her indifferent
husband. "I know I have never told you about my past with Julian, but like I already said it's
in the past. Please...can we just...forget?" she looked at him imploringly.
"I don't like it Eve. And I didn't appreciate the way I found out. Especially after all this
time. Twenty years later! Eve, why didn't you tell me then?"
"Because, because," Eve sputtered. "Because I knew that you hated him for some
reason. A reason I didn't know of for twenty years myself. I didn't want to upset you!"
"And you think I'm not upset NOW?" He banged his arm on the table in anger. People
turned to see what all the commotion was about.
Eve sighed, not knowing what to say or do. She looked around her at the local
Harmonian's that were dining there that night. Her eyes rested on a girl with curly black hair
and a thin, fit body.
"Whitney!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, her too. She's just as upset as I am. That's why she decided to stay away from
us - at least for a while!" TC hissed.
Eve glared at her husband, before speaking. "No, I mean, she's right there!" Eve
stated, pointing her finger to where Whitney was sitting with Chad. TC turned around to look
for himself.
"Oh my God," Whitney whispered to Chad. "They saw me." She dropped her menu
down in defeat.
"Whitney you can't keep avoiding them like this!" Chad scolded. "Pretty soon, you're
going to have to come to terms with them about your dream to pursue singing instead of
tennis."
"I know," Whitney replied dejectedly. "It's just I saw them that night when everyone
found out about Julian Crane and my mom. They're having problems of their own right now. I
don't want to burden them with mine."
"Whitney..." Chad began to say, exasperated.
"I know, I know," Whitney interrupted, before he could continue. Holding her hands up
in a surrendering posture, she put her menu aside and began to stand up. She was going to
approach her parents and discuss this problem. But they beat her to it. They were at her table
before she even stood up to walk their way.
"Whitney Russell!" her father roared, not caring that they had an audience watching.
Eve put her hand on her husband's shoulder, trying to calm him down. She stepped
towards her daughter.
"We've been worried sick about you!" she told her, giving her a motherly hug. She let
go and stared at her daughter, her tone and facial features changing. "Don't you ever do that
again!"
"I'm sorry, Mom, Dad," Whitney began. "Umm, can we talk? Why don't you join Chad
and me?"
"Yeah," Chad agreed, bringing two empty chairs towards his table.
"NO!" TC roared again. He pointed his finger at Chad. "HE has been making you act
like this, Whitney! He's the reason you wanted to quit your tennis and pursue singing.
Brainwash. You never acted this way before you met him!"
Chad looked away, upset.
"Daddy!" Whitney exclaimed. "That's not true! Chad has been the greatest friend I
could ask for. He made me realize what I was missing in my life!"
"And what's that?" TC asked, his hands on his hips.
"What I love. Singing. He's been the best. I'm sorry if you don't agree but..."
"That's no reason for you to not come home, young lady!" he retaliated.
"Daddy, I know you and Mom were having problems. I didn't want to add to it. That's
why I decided to stay away for a day or two."
TC nodded slowly, then turned his attention to Chad. "I want you to stay away from
Whitney. You hear me?! You're a bad influence on her and I refuse to allow you to associate
with her any longer. I hope to never see the likes of you again!" he hissed.
Chad stared back at him, his eyes narrowed. How dare he say that about me? he
thought to himself. Just two days ago, he was being nice to me and everything at the Crane
party and now, he acts like I'm a worthless, bad person. He doesn't even know me.
"How do you know I'm a bad influence on her?" he asked steadily. "You just met me
two days ago! And besides, just cause I made Whitney realize her dream, and just because it's
not your dream doesn't mean I'm a bad influence!"
"Honey, he's right," Eve said.
"I don't care. I know what kind of a guy he is. The kind of guy I would never want
around my daughter. Come on, Whitney, we're going home." TC ordered.
"But..." Whitney began to protest.
"No but's young lady. Let's go!" TC grabbed his daughter's hand and practically
dragged her out of the restaurant.
Chad stared at their retreating forms in a mixture of emotions. Anger. Regret. Loss.
Whitney Russell was leaving. There was no way they could communicate with each
other now...except in private.
{a/n: what do u all think? hope u like it! r/r}