Ok, the cliffhanger is resolved, over two chapters be advised, but
resolved! Sorry it took me awhile, but this chapter was a little more
difficult to write than the others. The dialogue was hard for me to work
out. You'll notice I have messed with the timeline a bit, this is for the
same reason I included the slash storyline. The alteration worked better
with my story than the truth.
Lilmisswriter: Thanks; I tried to make the meal mouthwatering, lol. I hope you didn't feel I was pressuring you to update, I was just letting you know I was still VERY interested.
Wrrrrrrite: Yes, she was, but sadly enough some mom's just are. Go figure! I don't know when or if Shawn will ever tell Cory the truth, but knowing Shawn, it's very possible. He is going to talk to Topanga though, Shawn I mean, that's coming up really soon. This is the Topanga's reaction chapter, so read and enjoy. Oh, don't be to bummed, I promise that you'll like the ending I am seriously considering for all of this. I hate bumming people out!!
Ok, Chap. 13
"He was so sweet, and kind, and understanding! A great guy! I was having such a wonderful time till he kissed me. Then I might as well have been kissing my pillow for all the emotion that it stirred inside. I'm in love, in love with Cory Matthews. And not the I love you/I love you too kind of love either! I'm really, truly in love with him, and I don't know what the hell I'm going to do about it!"
For the second time in so many weeks Topanga found herself crying her eyes out on someone's shoulder. This time that shoulder happened to belong to her best friend in the whole wide world. Her date had been going so well, and she'd been just about ready to agree to let Ricky see her again, many many more agains, until that kiss. Then it all just fell apart. She had felt nothing, no emontion; the only thing that flashed through her mind at that second was Cory's face. She'd practically flown out of the restaurant; hastily making her goodbyes and the ever popular It's not going to work out speech, before heading straight for Angela.
"Maybe it really was to soon." Angela attempted to console her "Cory meant a lot to you, maybe I was rushing you into this. Ricky probably just isn't the right guy for you."
"No, you were right to send me out on this date. It had nothing to do with the timeline or Ricky. A month should have been plenty of time, and Ricky should be a perfect match for me! Face facts, I have, it's Cory. Hell, he didn't even need a whole afternoon! If one kiss from her could prove to him that he'd never really loved me, than one kiss from someone else should sure be able to prove to me how much I really love him."
Angela realized that Topanga was serious about this. She looked into her eyes and saw the truth of Topanga words blasting through, almost burning her own retinas. What could she say? She'd never believed in trying to pretend to understand something when she didn't, and so she decided that the truth would have to do.
"I'd love to say that I understand and that it's going to be ok, but that would be a lie. You know I'd never dated anyone seriously before Shawn, and we're still together."
"Everyone I know had it work out like that! My mother and father were each other's first serious relationship, as were Cory's parents. I don't know anyone who might understand. I'm just going to end up a spinster like my Aunt Prudence, old and bitter!" This horrifying thought sent Topanga into another fit of uncontrollable sobbing.
"That's not true, and you know it! You're a warm, loving, giving person Topanga, and I just know there is someone else out there for you. Who says that you can only have one true love?"
"Everyone I've ever met, that's who!" Topanga choked out "What I don't understand is how Cory could leave me and go off with her. I thought I was his true love the same way he's mine!"
"What am I going to do?" Angela thought. She couldn't bear to see Topanga suffer like this, and yet at the same time she had no real advice to give. Then an idea struck her. She got Topanga quieted down and excused herself away, claiming she had to go to the bathroom. As soon as she left the room though, she headed for the telephone and dialed the apartment. Shawn picked up on the second ring.
"Hey, this is Shawn, go!"
"Shawn it's me, is Eric around?"
"Eric? What do you want with him?"
"That's not important right now, is he there?"
"Yea he's right here, hold on a second. Eric, telephone!"
Eric came out from the kitchen and took the receiver from Shawn "Yep?"
"Hi Eric it's Angela, and I need Feeny's number. I know you have it, so spill."
"Of course I have it, he gave it to me when I started helping him with his citizenship classes. He gave her the number. What do you need with Feeny?"
"It's a long, sad story that I don't have the time to tell right now. Thanks Eric." Angela hung up the phone abruptly and immediately picked it up again to dial Feeny. At the other end of the line Eric stood for a second with a puzzled look on his face.
"What was that all about?" Shawn wanted to know
"No idea man. She wanted Feeny's number, but what she could want with Feeny is anybody's guess."
Brrrrrring! The phone rang loudly in the hall, and Feeny, who had been enjoying some light reading, went over to answer it. His wife, the Dean of local Pennbrook University was out for the afternoon with her friends, they had a luncheon and a book club meeting planned. "Feeny residence, George Feeny speaking."
"Mr. Feeny? This is Angela, I hate to bother you at home like this, but I need your help."
"I knew this day was coming" Feeny thought to himself "Miss. Moore what is it?"
"It's not me, it's Topanga. She needs some advice, and I don't know who else to turn to. I know you've known her most of her life, I figured if anyone could help her you could." Angela had called Feeny in a moment of desperation. She didn't know him as well as Shawn, Cory, and Topanga did, but she knew that he was a wise worldly man who should be able to give Topanga good advice, even if he'd never experienced the same situation personally.
"Bring Miss. Lawrence over to see me Miss. Moore, and we'll talk."
"Thank you so much Mr. Feeny."
"It's not a problem, good day."
After hanging up with Feeny, Angela headed back to Topanga. She found her still sniffling, but trying valiantly to dry her tears.
"Come on hon, we're taking a little road trip."
"I'm not prepared to go anywhere! Not looking like this."
"It's ok, you need to come with me, we're going to see Mr. Feeny."
"Mr. Feeny! Did you tell him what happened? Angela how could you?!"
"No, I didn't tell him anything, that's for you to do. I just told him that we were coming over and to be ready for us. Topanga, you need to talk to someone, and Feeny has known you almost all your life. Please, come with me."
Topanga thought hard about this decision. "Feeny could help me, but do I really want to lay all this in his lap? Dean Bolander was most likely his first serious relationship too, how will he be able to tell me anything more than anyone else? Then again, I know he's helped Cory, Shawn and Eric plenty of times, and they always seem to come away from their conversations with him better for it. Finally she made up her mind and turned to Angela "Ok, I'm coming. Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you."
"How many times must I tell you?" Angela asked with a smile, "That's what best friends are for!"
Lilmisswriter: Thanks; I tried to make the meal mouthwatering, lol. I hope you didn't feel I was pressuring you to update, I was just letting you know I was still VERY interested.
Wrrrrrrite: Yes, she was, but sadly enough some mom's just are. Go figure! I don't know when or if Shawn will ever tell Cory the truth, but knowing Shawn, it's very possible. He is going to talk to Topanga though, Shawn I mean, that's coming up really soon. This is the Topanga's reaction chapter, so read and enjoy. Oh, don't be to bummed, I promise that you'll like the ending I am seriously considering for all of this. I hate bumming people out!!
Ok, Chap. 13
"He was so sweet, and kind, and understanding! A great guy! I was having such a wonderful time till he kissed me. Then I might as well have been kissing my pillow for all the emotion that it stirred inside. I'm in love, in love with Cory Matthews. And not the I love you/I love you too kind of love either! I'm really, truly in love with him, and I don't know what the hell I'm going to do about it!"
For the second time in so many weeks Topanga found herself crying her eyes out on someone's shoulder. This time that shoulder happened to belong to her best friend in the whole wide world. Her date had been going so well, and she'd been just about ready to agree to let Ricky see her again, many many more agains, until that kiss. Then it all just fell apart. She had felt nothing, no emontion; the only thing that flashed through her mind at that second was Cory's face. She'd practically flown out of the restaurant; hastily making her goodbyes and the ever popular It's not going to work out speech, before heading straight for Angela.
"Maybe it really was to soon." Angela attempted to console her "Cory meant a lot to you, maybe I was rushing you into this. Ricky probably just isn't the right guy for you."
"No, you were right to send me out on this date. It had nothing to do with the timeline or Ricky. A month should have been plenty of time, and Ricky should be a perfect match for me! Face facts, I have, it's Cory. Hell, he didn't even need a whole afternoon! If one kiss from her could prove to him that he'd never really loved me, than one kiss from someone else should sure be able to prove to me how much I really love him."
Angela realized that Topanga was serious about this. She looked into her eyes and saw the truth of Topanga words blasting through, almost burning her own retinas. What could she say? She'd never believed in trying to pretend to understand something when she didn't, and so she decided that the truth would have to do.
"I'd love to say that I understand and that it's going to be ok, but that would be a lie. You know I'd never dated anyone seriously before Shawn, and we're still together."
"Everyone I know had it work out like that! My mother and father were each other's first serious relationship, as were Cory's parents. I don't know anyone who might understand. I'm just going to end up a spinster like my Aunt Prudence, old and bitter!" This horrifying thought sent Topanga into another fit of uncontrollable sobbing.
"That's not true, and you know it! You're a warm, loving, giving person Topanga, and I just know there is someone else out there for you. Who says that you can only have one true love?"
"Everyone I've ever met, that's who!" Topanga choked out "What I don't understand is how Cory could leave me and go off with her. I thought I was his true love the same way he's mine!"
"What am I going to do?" Angela thought. She couldn't bear to see Topanga suffer like this, and yet at the same time she had no real advice to give. Then an idea struck her. She got Topanga quieted down and excused herself away, claiming she had to go to the bathroom. As soon as she left the room though, she headed for the telephone and dialed the apartment. Shawn picked up on the second ring.
"Hey, this is Shawn, go!"
"Shawn it's me, is Eric around?"
"Eric? What do you want with him?"
"That's not important right now, is he there?"
"Yea he's right here, hold on a second. Eric, telephone!"
Eric came out from the kitchen and took the receiver from Shawn "Yep?"
"Hi Eric it's Angela, and I need Feeny's number. I know you have it, so spill."
"Of course I have it, he gave it to me when I started helping him with his citizenship classes. He gave her the number. What do you need with Feeny?"
"It's a long, sad story that I don't have the time to tell right now. Thanks Eric." Angela hung up the phone abruptly and immediately picked it up again to dial Feeny. At the other end of the line Eric stood for a second with a puzzled look on his face.
"What was that all about?" Shawn wanted to know
"No idea man. She wanted Feeny's number, but what she could want with Feeny is anybody's guess."
Brrrrrring! The phone rang loudly in the hall, and Feeny, who had been enjoying some light reading, went over to answer it. His wife, the Dean of local Pennbrook University was out for the afternoon with her friends, they had a luncheon and a book club meeting planned. "Feeny residence, George Feeny speaking."
"Mr. Feeny? This is Angela, I hate to bother you at home like this, but I need your help."
"I knew this day was coming" Feeny thought to himself "Miss. Moore what is it?"
"It's not me, it's Topanga. She needs some advice, and I don't know who else to turn to. I know you've known her most of her life, I figured if anyone could help her you could." Angela had called Feeny in a moment of desperation. She didn't know him as well as Shawn, Cory, and Topanga did, but she knew that he was a wise worldly man who should be able to give Topanga good advice, even if he'd never experienced the same situation personally.
"Bring Miss. Lawrence over to see me Miss. Moore, and we'll talk."
"Thank you so much Mr. Feeny."
"It's not a problem, good day."
After hanging up with Feeny, Angela headed back to Topanga. She found her still sniffling, but trying valiantly to dry her tears.
"Come on hon, we're taking a little road trip."
"I'm not prepared to go anywhere! Not looking like this."
"It's ok, you need to come with me, we're going to see Mr. Feeny."
"Mr. Feeny! Did you tell him what happened? Angela how could you?!"
"No, I didn't tell him anything, that's for you to do. I just told him that we were coming over and to be ready for us. Topanga, you need to talk to someone, and Feeny has known you almost all your life. Please, come with me."
Topanga thought hard about this decision. "Feeny could help me, but do I really want to lay all this in his lap? Dean Bolander was most likely his first serious relationship too, how will he be able to tell me anything more than anyone else? Then again, I know he's helped Cory, Shawn and Eric plenty of times, and they always seem to come away from their conversations with him better for it. Finally she made up her mind and turned to Angela "Ok, I'm coming. Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you."
"How many times must I tell you?" Angela asked with a smile, "That's what best friends are for!"