A/N: Sorry this chapter is kinda short, I'm having a bit of a writers
block. I know how everything is going to turn out in the end. but I just
keep getting stuck around this area. So for now, this is all I have to
offer. But if you guys would like to leave some suggestions for me, I'll
definitely consider them. Thanks so much =)
When Craig finally came to the park, he immediately saw Paige, sitting on the bench, crying. For a moment he stood still, watching her. Then he sat beside her, and put his arm around her, while she cried. He thought he was doing the right thing, but Paige had different ideas. As soon as she felt his arm around her, she jumped up, angrily.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Don't EVER touch me!" she screamed at Craig.
He looked taken aback. "Paige? Umm.. are you okay?" he asked cautiously.
"Okay? Am I okay? No I'm NOT okay! Do I look okay?" she spat out angrily, walking away from Craig as fast as she could.
For a moment, Craig hesitated. Then, he followed his instincts, and took on after her. "Well then why don't you tell me what's wrong!?" He grabbed her arm. "I can help Paige!"
Paige pulled her arm out of his grip, and whirled around, her eyes blazing. "You can help me? You don't even know me Craig! You don't know the first single thing about me or what I'm going through or even how you could help!" She paused. "Thanks for the offer though." She added, sarcastically.
Craig felt his temper rise with each of Paige's angry words. He didn't know anything about her? Well she didn't know anything about him, either. All he had done to her, ever, was be there for her. "I don't know anything about you? Well guess what? You don't know anything about me either! You know, I thought I might be able to help you, because my dad, yeah my real dad, not Mr. Jeremiah, he used to beat the shit out of me. So I figured that whatever it was you were going through, I could probably help out somehow. Because I know what it feels like Paige, to not know what to do or how to feel or where to go from here! And all I did was try and be there for you! But I guess it was just a waste of time, wasn't it Paige? I thought maybe you'd drop your stupid little superficial party girl façade, but I guess I was wrong. Sorry for even wasting your time." Craig retorted disgustedly. Then he turned around and strode off, muttering to himself.
Paige stopped dead in her tracks, and mulled over everything he had said. It was true. She couldn't believe she hadn't known about Craig's father. She had heard rumors of course, but she never once gave them a second thought, they never seemed to matter. And right now, Craig was about the only friend she had. Well, he WAS the only friend she had. So now what? What came next? Where did she go from here? There were never any answers, never any clear direction for her to head to. All her life Paige had done what was expected of her. She liked the guys she was supposed to like, wore the clothes she was supposed to wear, listened to the music she was supposed to listen to, made friends with the people she was supposed to. In her mind she had seen herself as the dictator, making all the decisions. Deciding who was worthy of her presence, and who wasn't. But now Paige realized it had all been a stupid fake lie. Everything. And now, Paige was going to have to do what was expected of her, once again. She was going to shut up. And pretend nothing had ever happened.
When Craig finally came to the park, he immediately saw Paige, sitting on the bench, crying. For a moment he stood still, watching her. Then he sat beside her, and put his arm around her, while she cried. He thought he was doing the right thing, but Paige had different ideas. As soon as she felt his arm around her, she jumped up, angrily.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Don't EVER touch me!" she screamed at Craig.
He looked taken aback. "Paige? Umm.. are you okay?" he asked cautiously.
"Okay? Am I okay? No I'm NOT okay! Do I look okay?" she spat out angrily, walking away from Craig as fast as she could.
For a moment, Craig hesitated. Then, he followed his instincts, and took on after her. "Well then why don't you tell me what's wrong!?" He grabbed her arm. "I can help Paige!"
Paige pulled her arm out of his grip, and whirled around, her eyes blazing. "You can help me? You don't even know me Craig! You don't know the first single thing about me or what I'm going through or even how you could help!" She paused. "Thanks for the offer though." She added, sarcastically.
Craig felt his temper rise with each of Paige's angry words. He didn't know anything about her? Well she didn't know anything about him, either. All he had done to her, ever, was be there for her. "I don't know anything about you? Well guess what? You don't know anything about me either! You know, I thought I might be able to help you, because my dad, yeah my real dad, not Mr. Jeremiah, he used to beat the shit out of me. So I figured that whatever it was you were going through, I could probably help out somehow. Because I know what it feels like Paige, to not know what to do or how to feel or where to go from here! And all I did was try and be there for you! But I guess it was just a waste of time, wasn't it Paige? I thought maybe you'd drop your stupid little superficial party girl façade, but I guess I was wrong. Sorry for even wasting your time." Craig retorted disgustedly. Then he turned around and strode off, muttering to himself.
Paige stopped dead in her tracks, and mulled over everything he had said. It was true. She couldn't believe she hadn't known about Craig's father. She had heard rumors of course, but she never once gave them a second thought, they never seemed to matter. And right now, Craig was about the only friend she had. Well, he WAS the only friend she had. So now what? What came next? Where did she go from here? There were never any answers, never any clear direction for her to head to. All her life Paige had done what was expected of her. She liked the guys she was supposed to like, wore the clothes she was supposed to wear, listened to the music she was supposed to listen to, made friends with the people she was supposed to. In her mind she had seen herself as the dictator, making all the decisions. Deciding who was worthy of her presence, and who wasn't. But now Paige realized it had all been a stupid fake lie. Everything. And now, Paige was going to have to do what was expected of her, once again. She was going to shut up. And pretend nothing had ever happened.