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Chapter Three: Forgiving.
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
And knowing how to change the things you've been through
I feel I've come to realize
How fast life can be compromised
Step back to see what's going on
I can't believe this happened to you
This happened to you
It's just a problem that I'm faced with am I
Not the only one who hates to stand by
Complications that are first in this line
With all these pictures running through my mind
Knowing endless consequences
I feel so useless in this
Can't back, stand back, can't ask
For me I can't believe
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up THE WAY WE CHOOSE
Now that I find A WAY TO PAY
I don't think I CAN END THAT WAY
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up THE WAY WE CHOOSE
Now that I find A WAY TO PAY
I don't think I CAN END THAT WAY~ Sum 41 "Hell Song"
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A few weeks after.
At the Quick Stop.
Jay and Bob stood out the Quick Stop. Jay still felt like total shit. He wasn't as much as a loud mouth as he usually was. He stood around keeping himself. He sold pot still though. Bob gave Jay a look.
"What the fuck do you want me to do? I can't call her; I don't even have her phone number. Anyways I don't want to talk to her!" Jay snapped. Bob motioned with his hands. "Will you give it a fucking rest, you tubby bitch! She doesn't want to talk to me anyways! So just shut the fuck up about it!" This had been going on for the past few weeks; Bob tried to get Jay to contact Sunny so he could say he was sorry, but Jay was being stubborn. Bob rolled his eyes and gave up.
A kid came up to them. "Let me have a nickel-bag"
"Fifteen dollars" Was all Jay said.
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Sunny's apartment.
Sunny sat down sighing on her couch.
"Why don't you come out for a visit?" Asked her mother, Sunny was getting really tired of this.
"Mom, you know I can't I have to work! I can't afford to come out there."
"Sunny, I don't understand why you have to live so far away. Why not move back here."
"I need to go, Mom, I'll call you next week. Bye" She hung up and threw the phone on to the chair. She didn't really feel like talking to her mother right at the moment. She had enough stuff on her mind.
'I was raped, I was raped, and I was raped.' She thought over and over in her head. She still couldn't believe it. She didn't think Jay would have gone that far, he didn't seem the type; but on the other hand, Jay had been really drunk and high, too. It was her fault too, she had kissed him back. But the number one thing that scared her was: She still liked Jay, but she hadn't forgiven him. Yet.
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Back to the Quick Stop.
"Fuck you! Man I'm getting sick of you! I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO FUCKING TALK TO HER!" Jay said furiously. Jay punched at Bob, Bob pushed him. Jay sat there a moment. He punched his leg.
"Man, I need to talk to her! I want to talk to her! Wait, I don't even fucking have her phone number! How the fuck am I supposed to fucking call to her, if I don't even know where she fucking lives or have her fucking phone number?!" Bob shrugged and reached into his pocket, he took out a wadded up piece of paper, he handed it to Jay, who blinked stupidly. He took it.
"What the fuck, Lunchbox? Whose fucking number is this?"
Bob glared at him.
"Oh. Wait a fucking second! You mean to tell me you had this the whole time?! What the fuck Lunchbox? Why didn't' you give it to me?!"
Bob shrugged.
"Well, even when I was feeling like shit you could have still given me the fucking number!"
Bob rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
"What the fuck are you still standing there for you tubby bitch? We or I need to make a call!" Jay declared as he walked into the Quick Stop to use the pay phone.
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Back at Sunny's place.
Sunny was flipping through the channels, as she sat on her couch. The phone rang.
"Hello?" She asked putting the phone up to her ear.
"Hey! It's me Brandon!" Sunny leaned forward.
"Hey, I haven't herd from you in a really long time. What have you been up to?" Brandon was her older brother.
"Nothing much, In case you haven't heard, I moved. You want to take a break from work and come see the new house?" He asked.
"I dunno. Maybe, hold on." She checked her schedule. "I'm free for the next three days. Yeah sure, it would be nice to come see you. Where do you live?" She grabbed a pen.
"Houlton, Maine. Call me on my phone when you get into town. I'll give you farther directions then. My number is 555-9853" She finish.
"Okay I'll see you then, bye" She hung up.
A few minutes later, Sunny was packed with two changes of clothes and her tooth brush. She was all set, she only needed a few more things and she would be gone. The only problem was: She needed to stop by the Quick Stop.
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Mean while at the Quick Stop.
Jay banged the phone back down on the receiver. "Fucking aye Man! She ain't answering! The line is busy. Come on." Bob followed Jay back outside. "I'll call her back, later."
Bob lit up a cigarette, he nodded.
"Don't fucking worry, Lunchbox. I am going to call her! I really want to talk to her!" He leaned against the wall; crossing his arms over his chest. Bob took a long drag off his cigarette. He looked around Jay, his mouth dropped open. He pointed, Jay turned around.
Sunny was pulled into the parking lot; she got out of the car and rushed into the store. She didn't notice Jay and Bob standing there.
A few minutes later, she came rushing back out. A bag in her hand, she opened the car door and threw the bag into the back seat.
"Sunny!" Jay called out, running over to her.
She looked at him and sighed. "What do you want, Jay?" She asked.
"I really need to talk to you!"
"Yeah? About what?"
"I'm sorry. I really messed up."
"You really messed up? Jay, try you really fucked-up!"
"I know that."
"What do you know? You are nothing but a little stoner!"
"A good little stoner" Jay joked.
"Jay!" Sunny snapped. "Do you even understand what I'm going through?
"No, but-"
"You raped me! You fucking raped me!" She cried tearfully.
Bob came over beside Jay. "Hi Bob" He waved.
"Jay you don't understand! Do you know how scared I was? I'm twenty- fucking-one years old! And I've never been so scared in my life! You really fucked up!"
Jay came over and held her. "Get off me! Get the hell away from me!
"Sunny, please! I'm sorry! Please! Please! I know I fucked up! I really like you! I was drunk! I'm so sorry!" He dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Please forgive me! I'm sorry!"
The tears were streaming down her face. She looked at Bob, he indicated with his had to Jay.
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! Why did you have to make me like you? Why Jay? Why? I like you! I can't stop having feelings for you! I hate you! I hate you for what you've done! I hate myself, because I am forgiving you!" Jay stood back up and hugged her, she started sobbing.
"I hate you!" She cried, starting to hit him with her fists, the tears streaming down her face.
"I-I-I like you!" She cried stopping. Jay hugged her. "Please. don't. hurt. me. anymore. Jay." She whispered.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am so fucking sorry for what I did. I love you, Sunny!" Jay whispered kissing her forehead. Sunny was still sobbing. Bob came over to them and padded Jay on the back, he wanted a hug too.
"Hi you tubby bitch." Jay laughed. Sunny hugged Bob, Jay didn't, and he pulled Sunny way right away after. She kissed Jay. They held each other for a really long time.
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Few hours later.
Sunny was driving back to her apartment, Jay was in the front seat with her, and Bob was sleeping in the back. Jay turned up the radio, Bob jumped awake. Sunny laughed as Bob gave Jay the figure and Jay reached back to smack him, Bob kicked his seat.
They arrived at Sunny's place. They went up to see her home.
"Nice pad, Sun" Jay said. Silent Bob nodded in agreement.
"Thank you. I'll be right back." She went to get the phone and she dialed Brandon's number, his answering machine picked up.
"Hey, this is Brandon. I'm not home at the moment. SO leave a message after the beep. BEEP!"
"Hey Brandon it's Sunny I can't come out. Okay, I'm sort of busy. I'm booked up from the next few weeks so I'll have to make plans to come out later. Okay bye." She hung up.
Jay was standing behind her. "Who's Brandon?"
"My brother." She replied.
"Oh. Wait a second. What's your last name?"
"Stread." What's yours?"
"I'm Jay Corbin." He replied.
(A/n I need to make one up for the plot of the story. I don't know if he even had a last name)
She kissed him.
"We gonna do that more often or what?" He said kissing her back.
"Only if you take it slow."
"I'll try." Jay answered
Bob came in and rolled his eyes.
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OMG! This chapter was 18 pages long! squeals like a piggy I've never written the much before! Well I hope you liked that chapter! Flame me if you didn't! Review! LOL, LOL! ^_~!!!!! (
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Chapter Three: Forgiving.
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
And knowing how to change the things you've been through
I feel I've come to realize
How fast life can be compromised
Step back to see what's going on
I can't believe this happened to you
This happened to you
It's just a problem that I'm faced with am I
Not the only one who hates to stand by
Complications that are first in this line
With all these pictures running through my mind
Knowing endless consequences
I feel so useless in this
Can't back, stand back, can't ask
For me I can't believe
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if it's for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up THE WAY WE CHOOSE
Now that I find A WAY TO PAY
I don't think I CAN END THAT WAY
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up THE WAY WE CHOOSE
Now that I find A WAY TO PAY
I don't think I CAN END THAT WAY~ Sum 41 "Hell Song"
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A few weeks after.
At the Quick Stop.
Jay and Bob stood out the Quick Stop. Jay still felt like total shit. He wasn't as much as a loud mouth as he usually was. He stood around keeping himself. He sold pot still though. Bob gave Jay a look.
"What the fuck do you want me to do? I can't call her; I don't even have her phone number. Anyways I don't want to talk to her!" Jay snapped. Bob motioned with his hands. "Will you give it a fucking rest, you tubby bitch! She doesn't want to talk to me anyways! So just shut the fuck up about it!" This had been going on for the past few weeks; Bob tried to get Jay to contact Sunny so he could say he was sorry, but Jay was being stubborn. Bob rolled his eyes and gave up.
A kid came up to them. "Let me have a nickel-bag"
"Fifteen dollars" Was all Jay said.
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Sunny's apartment.
Sunny sat down sighing on her couch.
"Why don't you come out for a visit?" Asked her mother, Sunny was getting really tired of this.
"Mom, you know I can't I have to work! I can't afford to come out there."
"Sunny, I don't understand why you have to live so far away. Why not move back here."
"I need to go, Mom, I'll call you next week. Bye" She hung up and threw the phone on to the chair. She didn't really feel like talking to her mother right at the moment. She had enough stuff on her mind.
'I was raped, I was raped, and I was raped.' She thought over and over in her head. She still couldn't believe it. She didn't think Jay would have gone that far, he didn't seem the type; but on the other hand, Jay had been really drunk and high, too. It was her fault too, she had kissed him back. But the number one thing that scared her was: She still liked Jay, but she hadn't forgiven him. Yet.
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Back to the Quick Stop.
"Fuck you! Man I'm getting sick of you! I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO FUCKING TALK TO HER!" Jay said furiously. Jay punched at Bob, Bob pushed him. Jay sat there a moment. He punched his leg.
"Man, I need to talk to her! I want to talk to her! Wait, I don't even fucking have her phone number! How the fuck am I supposed to fucking call to her, if I don't even know where she fucking lives or have her fucking phone number?!" Bob shrugged and reached into his pocket, he took out a wadded up piece of paper, he handed it to Jay, who blinked stupidly. He took it.
"What the fuck, Lunchbox? Whose fucking number is this?"
Bob glared at him.
"Oh. Wait a fucking second! You mean to tell me you had this the whole time?! What the fuck Lunchbox? Why didn't' you give it to me?!"
Bob shrugged.
"Well, even when I was feeling like shit you could have still given me the fucking number!"
Bob rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
"What the fuck are you still standing there for you tubby bitch? We or I need to make a call!" Jay declared as he walked into the Quick Stop to use the pay phone.
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Back at Sunny's place.
Sunny was flipping through the channels, as she sat on her couch. The phone rang.
"Hello?" She asked putting the phone up to her ear.
"Hey! It's me Brandon!" Sunny leaned forward.
"Hey, I haven't herd from you in a really long time. What have you been up to?" Brandon was her older brother.
"Nothing much, In case you haven't heard, I moved. You want to take a break from work and come see the new house?" He asked.
"I dunno. Maybe, hold on." She checked her schedule. "I'm free for the next three days. Yeah sure, it would be nice to come see you. Where do you live?" She grabbed a pen.
"Houlton, Maine. Call me on my phone when you get into town. I'll give you farther directions then. My number is 555-9853" She finish.
"Okay I'll see you then, bye" She hung up.
A few minutes later, Sunny was packed with two changes of clothes and her tooth brush. She was all set, she only needed a few more things and she would be gone. The only problem was: She needed to stop by the Quick Stop.
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Mean while at the Quick Stop.
Jay banged the phone back down on the receiver. "Fucking aye Man! She ain't answering! The line is busy. Come on." Bob followed Jay back outside. "I'll call her back, later."
Bob lit up a cigarette, he nodded.
"Don't fucking worry, Lunchbox. I am going to call her! I really want to talk to her!" He leaned against the wall; crossing his arms over his chest. Bob took a long drag off his cigarette. He looked around Jay, his mouth dropped open. He pointed, Jay turned around.
Sunny was pulled into the parking lot; she got out of the car and rushed into the store. She didn't notice Jay and Bob standing there.
A few minutes later, she came rushing back out. A bag in her hand, she opened the car door and threw the bag into the back seat.
"Sunny!" Jay called out, running over to her.
She looked at him and sighed. "What do you want, Jay?" She asked.
"I really need to talk to you!"
"Yeah? About what?"
"I'm sorry. I really messed up."
"You really messed up? Jay, try you really fucked-up!"
"I know that."
"What do you know? You are nothing but a little stoner!"
"A good little stoner" Jay joked.
"Jay!" Sunny snapped. "Do you even understand what I'm going through?
"No, but-"
"You raped me! You fucking raped me!" She cried tearfully.
Bob came over beside Jay. "Hi Bob" He waved.
"Jay you don't understand! Do you know how scared I was? I'm twenty- fucking-one years old! And I've never been so scared in my life! You really fucked up!"
Jay came over and held her. "Get off me! Get the hell away from me!
"Sunny, please! I'm sorry! Please! Please! I know I fucked up! I really like you! I was drunk! I'm so sorry!" He dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Please forgive me! I'm sorry!"
The tears were streaming down her face. She looked at Bob, he indicated with his had to Jay.
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! Why did you have to make me like you? Why Jay? Why? I like you! I can't stop having feelings for you! I hate you! I hate you for what you've done! I hate myself, because I am forgiving you!" Jay stood back up and hugged her, she started sobbing.
"I hate you!" She cried, starting to hit him with her fists, the tears streaming down her face.
"I-I-I like you!" She cried stopping. Jay hugged her. "Please. don't. hurt. me. anymore. Jay." She whispered.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am so fucking sorry for what I did. I love you, Sunny!" Jay whispered kissing her forehead. Sunny was still sobbing. Bob came over to them and padded Jay on the back, he wanted a hug too.
"Hi you tubby bitch." Jay laughed. Sunny hugged Bob, Jay didn't, and he pulled Sunny way right away after. She kissed Jay. They held each other for a really long time.
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Few hours later.
Sunny was driving back to her apartment, Jay was in the front seat with her, and Bob was sleeping in the back. Jay turned up the radio, Bob jumped awake. Sunny laughed as Bob gave Jay the figure and Jay reached back to smack him, Bob kicked his seat.
They arrived at Sunny's place. They went up to see her home.
"Nice pad, Sun" Jay said. Silent Bob nodded in agreement.
"Thank you. I'll be right back." She went to get the phone and she dialed Brandon's number, his answering machine picked up.
"Hey, this is Brandon. I'm not home at the moment. SO leave a message after the beep. BEEP!"
"Hey Brandon it's Sunny I can't come out. Okay, I'm sort of busy. I'm booked up from the next few weeks so I'll have to make plans to come out later. Okay bye." She hung up.
Jay was standing behind her. "Who's Brandon?"
"My brother." She replied.
"Oh. Wait a second. What's your last name?"
"Stread." What's yours?"
"I'm Jay Corbin." He replied.
(A/n I need to make one up for the plot of the story. I don't know if he even had a last name)
She kissed him.
"We gonna do that more often or what?" He said kissing her back.
"Only if you take it slow."
"I'll try." Jay answered
Bob came in and rolled his eyes.
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OMG! This chapter was 18 pages long! squeals like a piggy I've never written the much before! Well I hope you liked that chapter! Flame me if you didn't! Review! LOL, LOL! ^_~!!!!! (