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Chapter 4
Topanga walked quickly down the street, looking neither right nor left. She wished she could make herself invisible so that no one would notice her tear stained face and disheveled appearance. She'd just left Chubbies a few minutes before, after crying her eyes out on her now ex-boyfriend's shoulder. "How could I have been so weak?" She questioned herself angrily, "to cry on his shoulder, to let him comfort me after he was the one who caused me to feel this way? What a fool I am!"
Topanga was headed to Angela's house, where she was going to beg her to let her stay the night. Right now she couldn't bear to face her Aunt Prudence, she could just hear what the women would say: "I just knew that relationship wouldn't last. I tired to tell your parents that when they begged me to let you stay and finish out high school here so you could be close to that boy. Now see what it got you, heartbreak! Kids your age are to young to know what real love is anyway, kids shouldn't be allowed to date till they're 18! I knew that boy was no good, he'd leave you for the first pretty face that batted an eyelash his way, but would anyone listen to me? No! That's what you get for dating to young, and fancying yourself in love." Topanga just couldn't bear to hear that right now, she was still hurting to badly. As angry as she was at Cory for what he'd just done to her, she was also extremely upset. Warring emotions such as hers' needed the solace only a best friend could offer, and that's what she hoped to get.
Angela was surprised to hear the doorbell ring. She didn't get many visitors and the hour was somewhat late. She figured it couldn't be Topanga; she was out with Cory, probably having a good make-up make-out. So when she opened the door and found that it was Topanga standing there, Angela was knocked for six.
"Topanga, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be out with Cory." At the mention of Cory's name Topanga lifted her head so Angela could see her swollen, tear-stained face. "Honey, what's wrong? What happened? Get in here!" Angela was immediately concerned and practically dragged Topanga inside.
"Cory realized something after his date with Lauren, he realized that he's falling in love with her" Topanga spit out "That's what's wrong. The man I loved realized that he didn't love me, now isn't that something? All these years, thinking I'd found the man I was destined to marry, when all along I was just his placeholder, keeping him warm and vital until SHE came along."
The bitterness and hurt that Angela heard in Topanga's voice shocked and deeply concerned her. Topanga was hardly ever depressed or unhappy, and this time she was dealing with a major amount of both. "Honey, I am so sorry, come on upstairs and we'll talk about it. Let me call your Aunt and tell her your spending the night with me, ok?"
"Thank you, that's what I was going to beg you to do. I can't face her right now, I just can't."
"It's all right, I understand" Angela responded as she led Topanga into her bedroom and got her jacket off her. "You don't have to explain anything to me, just relax, I'll be right back."
Angela walked out of the room to call Aunt Prudence, and Topanga found herself alone again with her thoughts. She looked around the room and noticed a picture of Shawn and Angela with her and Cory that had been taken earlier that year. She looked away quickly. A sense of numbness began to overtake her, she just felt so tired. She lay down on Angela's bed to rest her eyes, and the exhaustion that extreme stress can bring overtook her. By the time Angela returned, she found Topanga already asleep.
"Well, they'll be plenty of time to talk in the morning." Angela whispered to Topanga's sleeping form. She gently took off Topanga's shoes and covered her with a spare blanket. Then collecting an extra pillow and sleeping bag from the hall closet, she made a bed for herself on the floor. Not wanting to get to far away, she pulled one of her favorite books down from the bookshelf and read until sleep overtook her.
I know it's not much, but I hope you liked it. Be looking for Chap. 5 soon, it's almost complete. As Always, R&R!
Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with BMW.
Chapter 4
Topanga walked quickly down the street, looking neither right nor left. She wished she could make herself invisible so that no one would notice her tear stained face and disheveled appearance. She'd just left Chubbies a few minutes before, after crying her eyes out on her now ex-boyfriend's shoulder. "How could I have been so weak?" She questioned herself angrily, "to cry on his shoulder, to let him comfort me after he was the one who caused me to feel this way? What a fool I am!"
Topanga was headed to Angela's house, where she was going to beg her to let her stay the night. Right now she couldn't bear to face her Aunt Prudence, she could just hear what the women would say: "I just knew that relationship wouldn't last. I tired to tell your parents that when they begged me to let you stay and finish out high school here so you could be close to that boy. Now see what it got you, heartbreak! Kids your age are to young to know what real love is anyway, kids shouldn't be allowed to date till they're 18! I knew that boy was no good, he'd leave you for the first pretty face that batted an eyelash his way, but would anyone listen to me? No! That's what you get for dating to young, and fancying yourself in love." Topanga just couldn't bear to hear that right now, she was still hurting to badly. As angry as she was at Cory for what he'd just done to her, she was also extremely upset. Warring emotions such as hers' needed the solace only a best friend could offer, and that's what she hoped to get.
Angela was surprised to hear the doorbell ring. She didn't get many visitors and the hour was somewhat late. She figured it couldn't be Topanga; she was out with Cory, probably having a good make-up make-out. So when she opened the door and found that it was Topanga standing there, Angela was knocked for six.
"Topanga, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be out with Cory." At the mention of Cory's name Topanga lifted her head so Angela could see her swollen, tear-stained face. "Honey, what's wrong? What happened? Get in here!" Angela was immediately concerned and practically dragged Topanga inside.
"Cory realized something after his date with Lauren, he realized that he's falling in love with her" Topanga spit out "That's what's wrong. The man I loved realized that he didn't love me, now isn't that something? All these years, thinking I'd found the man I was destined to marry, when all along I was just his placeholder, keeping him warm and vital until SHE came along."
The bitterness and hurt that Angela heard in Topanga's voice shocked and deeply concerned her. Topanga was hardly ever depressed or unhappy, and this time she was dealing with a major amount of both. "Honey, I am so sorry, come on upstairs and we'll talk about it. Let me call your Aunt and tell her your spending the night with me, ok?"
"Thank you, that's what I was going to beg you to do. I can't face her right now, I just can't."
"It's all right, I understand" Angela responded as she led Topanga into her bedroom and got her jacket off her. "You don't have to explain anything to me, just relax, I'll be right back."
Angela walked out of the room to call Aunt Prudence, and Topanga found herself alone again with her thoughts. She looked around the room and noticed a picture of Shawn and Angela with her and Cory that had been taken earlier that year. She looked away quickly. A sense of numbness began to overtake her, she just felt so tired. She lay down on Angela's bed to rest her eyes, and the exhaustion that extreme stress can bring overtook her. By the time Angela returned, she found Topanga already asleep.
"Well, they'll be plenty of time to talk in the morning." Angela whispered to Topanga's sleeping form. She gently took off Topanga's shoes and covered her with a spare blanket. Then collecting an extra pillow and sleeping bag from the hall closet, she made a bed for herself on the floor. Not wanting to get to far away, she pulled one of her favorite books down from the bookshelf and read until sleep overtook her.
I know it's not much, but I hope you liked it. Be looking for Chap. 5 soon, it's almost complete. As Always, R&R!