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Summary: Nothing surprising, major confrontation between Baby and Mike and Johnny and Mike.
A/N: Ok, this goes out to anyone who's still reading this. I know it took me forever, and a day to update, but I was busy writing some other fanfics and being a hopelessly lazy bum. If you want to review it anyway I'll give you a hundred dollars. (I don't actually have any money, but if you want to write me a review anyway, that would be fabulous.) Also, I'm looking for a Beta, so if anyone is interested please either send me a review or an email at Thanks very much.
Chapter 7"Get in the car, Baby," Mike seethed. He had just several grueling hours in an automobile that barely ran driving through traffic where drivers were not very sympathetic, he had just paid a bundle for some overpriced gas, and he had NOT done it all for nothing.
"No," Baby replied with equal venom. "You think you can just come up here and order me around like you own me? Well you can't! I'm a grown woman Mike! I don't need you to take care of me, or be possessive of me, or make special trips to the Catskills to win my back. If you really think anything of me you'll turn around, get back in your car, go home, and trust me to make my own decisions. This is my life and I can't let it be lived for me. I won't let it be lived for me."
Mike stared at Baby disbelievingly, she had never been that honest with him the whole time they were dating, and quite frankly he liked it that way. She needed to learn her place and if he had to be the one to teach it to her then so be it. "We'll talk about this later," he growled as he took her arm and attempted to drag her toward his car.
"Let me go!" she screamed louder than he would have thought possible and she dug her high heel into the soft spot right behind his big toe. He cried out in pain and let her go in shock. He wouldn't have thought her possible of anything even remotely violent until now. She was always so passive and sweet, never headstrong and rebellious. He had to stop this now. Baby was in shock herself, not only at her own behavior but at Mike's as well. She knew he had strong opinions and with him it was hard to agree to disagree, but she never would have thought in her wildest dreams that he would try to hurt her. I guess they didn't know each other quite as well as they thought.
Johnny was strolling to meet his next lesson, an elderly woman named Mrs. Chavez, who was more interested in talking about her grandchildren than actually dancing, but she a sweet disposition and always treated Johnny as an equal instead of an inferior who was only there because he kept the guests happy, not because he was actually needed. He happened to glance up the hill to the parking lot and see what looked like a man trying to force a woman into his car against her will. Needless to say he ran to get a better look and once he did he ran even faster to get in on the action.
He arrived just in time to see Mike's reaction to Baby's speech, but not having heard said speech himself, he guessed it must have been pretty powerful. He also believed that when the situation called for it Baby could be very persuasive. Johnny sort of knew that from personal experience, but definitely in a very different context. He had never seen her hit anyone before and realized she probably hadn't. The same couldn't be said for him. In fact he had done it so many times that her rarely had any qualms about it anymore. The only thing that stopped him from joining in was the look on her face. It was the look that said, "This is my fight, let me finish it." So despite the blow to his manly ego, in addition to the instinct to protect his territory and the ones he loved, he backed off.
"Are you out of your mind?" yelled Mike, now more enraged than ever before. "I thought I knew you, but I was wrong. You're just a dirty, common whore! You're no better than those who walk the streets, except at least they do it for the money. You're throwing away your life for nothing! You're throwing away our life together. How could you do this to me?"
When Baby spoke her voice was surprisingly gentle. "It's not your fault," she whispered. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's me. I'm a stupid girl with a stupid crush, and even if it doesn't mean anything to anybody else, I have to believe I'm doing the right thing by following my heart today. You're a good person, and you deserve better than this, but I can't give it to you. There's someone out there who can, I know there is, it's just not me."
Mike opened his mouth to speak and then shut it again. He knew she was right, and only she could put it so cordially after his previous display of insane jealousy. It was why he loved her. It was what made it even harder to admit that they wouldn't end up together. A single tear slid down his cheek as he climbed back into the old junker, and drove it back of into the glaring sun.
Baby sighed in relief and turned to face Johnny, "This is going to take some explaining isn't it?" she asked.
He just nodded and said not to worry, she had the whole summer to explain it all. She didn't know if she wanted to laugh or cry at that thought, but figured by the time she was done she would know the answer all too well.