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Who Do You Turn To?
Chapter 3
Torrie sat in her dressing room and watched her father sell his soul. But, as she watched, she was almost happy for him. She could almost see the love in his eyes. Almost. But the almost turned into could not as she watched Dawn take off her dress and strip her father down to his underwear. Torrie was growing angrier by the second and was feeling a strong desire to hit something. She was about to do so when a knock on the door attracted her attention.
"Hey, Torrie, can I come in? It's Steph."
"Yeah…sure."
Torrie smiled as her boss walked in. She had a feeling Steph knew the smile wasn't masking her anger very well.
"Torrie, I just want to know, are you okay?"
"Well, my father just married a whore in the nude, my mother's gone and all I have is my boyfriend…yeah, I'm alright."
"You know, if you ever need anything," Steph began, placing her hand on the blonde's shoulder. "I'm here for you."
Torrie couldn't help but smile at her friend. "Thanks, Steph, really. I just really need to get back to the hotel now."
"That's okay, but before you go I have one question."
"Yeah?"
"Who's your boyfriend?" asked the brunette, deciding not to let on that she had seen the two hook up.
"Oh, yeah, it's actually your brother…Shane."
Steph smiled widely. "That's really cute." She said, hugging her friend. "He needed someone and I'm glad its you."
"Thanks. Thanks, a lot Steph."
"No problem. I really hope it works out."
Torrie thanked her friend again, grabbed her bags, and left. She walked quickly to her car drove back just under the speed limit. While she was walking to her hotel room, the gravity of what had happened set in fully. Her father was married. Dawn Marie was her stepmother. All her efforts to save her father had failed. Torrie's happiness after talking with Steph faded and was replaced with anger and cold, numbing shock. She dropped her bags upon entering the room and sank into a chair by the window and stared at the fake wood tabletop in silence.
[Shane's P.O.V.]
Shane was in the bathroom when he heard the door open, and then close. He realized that Torrie was home early and at the same time instinct told him it had something to do with Al's marrying Dawn Marie.
Upon seeing her sitting, staring at the table, Shane wanted to cry himself. Torrie did her best to be strong and the world was just turning on her lately. It really wasn't fair. He walked over behind her and hugged her tightly around the shoulders, kneeling so their heights were equal.
"He's gone." She said listlessly. Shane didn't know quite how to reply. "I'm the step-daughter of a whore."
"But you're so much more than just that." He said quietly, kissing her cheek.
[Torrie's P.O.V.]
When she heard those words, it was too much. Torrie began to cry, letting out everything that had been bottled inside since she watched her father sell his soul.
"Oh, great…what'd I say?"
"It's not you…but it is you…God, I'm so confused!" Torrie said loudly, standing up and nearly knocking Shane over. "Sorry."
"No problem." He said, standing up. "Just, tell me, what do you mean?"
"I don't deserve you." she replied after a period of silence. "I feel like I'm this…child. I'm so needy…I'm holding you down…suffocating you. I don't want that." She finished, doing her best to dry her eyes.
"Torrie, if I felt like that, I wouldn't be here." Shane said while hugging his distraught girlfriend. "I'd probably be in some strip joint or something wasting my money."
"But, you're here…and you love me…and I can't, no, everything's been going against me lately and it's not that I don't love you because I do I really do, it's just-"
"It's okay." He repeated, not knowing quite what else to say. "I know you love me. Sometimes life deals you a bad hand…" Shane began wondering where he could go with that. "But that doesn't change anything else. I know that you're going through a bad time and that's why I'm here. I love you, Torrie."
Torrie hugged tightly, wiping away some of the last of her tears. "I love you, too Shane. I know it doesn't seem like it but I do."
"I've said it before and I'll say it again." He replied, kissing her forehead. "I know you do."
TBC!!
A/N- Well, there ya go, chapter 3! Liked it? Hated it? Should I continue? Should I give this to a lemming about jump off a cliff? Just leave a review and let me know! Peace out!!
