Yeah, I kinda realized that I hadn't updated this story in a while, so HERE
IT IS!!! More TOUGH LOVE!!! Enjoy.
Oh yeah - I changed this fic to a rating of PG for the words 'damn' and 'hell.' Sorry.
(Oh yeah again - I don't own Evanescence or their song "Everybody's Fool")
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Pashmina was sulking. Alone and dejected. She was thinking hard, but so many thoughts and feelings kept racing around in her head that she hardly knew where everything started and where it stopped. She shouldn't have driven her friends off like that, she knew. She needed them now more than ever. But Sandy's words kept pounding in her head like the beat of a drum, steady and eternal.
You still love him, don't you?
Of course she didn't love him! How could she love him after what he had done? Damn that selfish, arrogant, lying, cheating, back-stabbing jerk. Damn him to hell, and he could take Hannah with him for all she cared. She hated him so much.
Then why couldn't she stop thinking about him?
June rushed in the room, soaked from head to foot.
"Oh, you won't believe it, Pashmina!" she cried, taking off her drenched backpack and tossing it on the floor of her room, creating a puddle in the middle of her floor. "Talk about bad luck! It just had to start raining on the way home from school!" She ran to the window and slammed it shut. "I ran all the way here as fast as I could! Stupid storm." June sighed and glanced at the puddle she had created. "Dang. Now mom's gonna kill me on top of everything else. I sure hope your day was better than mine, Pashy. Well, see ya later. I'm meeting Kylie at the movies." June waved to Pashmina and set off without another word.
"You have no idea how bad my day's been," Pashmina said to herself, watching June leave. She got out of her cage, climbed onto the windowsill, and pressed her face against the glass.
And she thought about Dexter.
And a song came to her mind. She had heard it playing before on June's stereo.
perfect by nature
icons of self indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that
never was and never will be
have you no shame don't you see me
you know you've got everybody fooled
look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now i know she
never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled
without the mask where will you hide
can't find yourself lost in your lie
i know the truth now
i know who you are
and i don't love you anymore
it never was and never will be
you're not real and you can't save me
somehow now you're everybody's fool
"I need to get out of here," she said, watching the rain splatter on the window. "I don't care how hard it's raining. I can't stand being stuck in here looking out for another second. I need to clear my head, no matter what it takes." With that, she jumped back onto the floor and crawled through her secret tunnel outside.
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Howdy sat up, still whiling away the hours in Hannah's cage for whatever reason, breathing in her scent, feeling traces of her warmth where she had once laid. He didn't want to admit it, certainly not, but Dexter was right. He should be looking for Hannah, not sitting here thinking about her. Even if she didn't really love him. Even if she was in love with Dexter. It didn't matter, not now. He wanted to see her again.
Howdy scrambled through the door of the cage, onto the floor, and under the apartment's door. He avoided a pair of feet belonging to a man in a gray business suit who had just come up the stairs, and made his way down. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he was going to get there.
~
The rain was pouring down like all hell. The busy streets of town were filled with people rushing to get out of it, some with umbrellas, others less fortunate making desperate dashes under the shelter of a newspaper.
Pashmina ignored it.
Somehow her paws had carried her here, although she didn't know why. As she wandered aimlessly along the sidewalk, raindrops pelting down her face and making her fur stick in all sorts of strange positions, she discovered that she was right outside the door of the eyeglass shop.
She looked up to the window with a sigh. Memories. She used to meet Dexter here sometimes, and they would hold paws and go places together and...and that was before Hannah.
Pashmina turned away angrily. She was about to continue on when she saw the figure of Howdy not too far away. He was standing below the front window of the supermarket.
Pashmina wasn't sure if she should go talk to Howdy or turn around and go back the way she had come. It would be kind of awkward talking to him right now, under the circumstances. But it would also seem strange just to ignore him and walk away. So she did neither. She simply stood and waited for him to notice her.
Finally he spotted her, and came over to talk. Although neither of them knew what about.
"You should be inside. You're bound to catch pneumonia or something out here in the rain," Howdy started.
"Well shouldn't you be inside too, then?" Pashmina asked in reply.
"I'm looking for Hannah," Howdy answered. "I thought she might be around here somewhere. But I haven't seen her."
"Me neither," Pashmina said. She didn't want to even think about Hannah, though.
"So."
"Yeah."
There was an awkward silence. Both were thinking similar thoughts, but they didn't know what to say to each other. Howdy suddenly noticed that tears had clouded Pashmina's eyes.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Everything's wrong!" Pashmina shouted. "You know that as well as I do!" She started to cry. She couldn't help it. "God, Howdy, I just can't stop thinking about Dexter! I don't know why!"
"I know how you feel," Howdy said sympathetically. "No matter what, I can't get Hannah off my mind."
Pashmina closed her eyes. So Howdy felt the same as she did. Betrayed, but unable to let go. That was just the way things were sometimes. Without thinking she leaned her head onto Howdy's shoulder, still crying, although her tears were mixed with the rain streaking down her face and it was hard to tell which was which.
Howdy just stood there, letting Pashmina release her pent-up feelings into his fur. There wasn't anything to say or do, nothing that would seem right. He just sighed and wished none of this had ever happened.
Neither of them had expected Dexter to be passing by at that exact moment.
Not that either of them really cared.
He had been all over town, looking everywhere for Hannah, and having no luck. He was cold, the rain having soaked into his fur, and was on his way home, giving up the search for the day. And then he saw them.
Pashmina had snuggled her head into Howdy's chest. He rested the side of his head against the top of hers. She put her arm around his neck. He put one paw on her waist.
Dexter put his paw on his heart. It was pounding like mad.
Howdy and Pashmina. Dexter and Hannah.
Everything was wrong.
Guess they might as well just trade girlfriends.
Without a word, Dexter turned and ran. Somehow he didn't feel like going home anymore. For some reason he just wanted to disappear.
And he wanted Pashmina back.
He couldn't blame Howdy, though. Since Howdy naturally thought he and Hannah were together.
But they weren't, and it was all just one big fat stupid misunderstanding.
Love is a funny thing.
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Ooh.the plot thickens even more! Yeah, I'm still not done with this fic, but, it's getting there! Hope you guys still like it. PLEASE REVIEW! I CAN'T GO ON WITHOUT REVIEWS!!!
Oh yeah - I changed this fic to a rating of PG for the words 'damn' and 'hell.' Sorry.
(Oh yeah again - I don't own Evanescence or their song "Everybody's Fool")
~
Pashmina was sulking. Alone and dejected. She was thinking hard, but so many thoughts and feelings kept racing around in her head that she hardly knew where everything started and where it stopped. She shouldn't have driven her friends off like that, she knew. She needed them now more than ever. But Sandy's words kept pounding in her head like the beat of a drum, steady and eternal.
You still love him, don't you?
Of course she didn't love him! How could she love him after what he had done? Damn that selfish, arrogant, lying, cheating, back-stabbing jerk. Damn him to hell, and he could take Hannah with him for all she cared. She hated him so much.
Then why couldn't she stop thinking about him?
June rushed in the room, soaked from head to foot.
"Oh, you won't believe it, Pashmina!" she cried, taking off her drenched backpack and tossing it on the floor of her room, creating a puddle in the middle of her floor. "Talk about bad luck! It just had to start raining on the way home from school!" She ran to the window and slammed it shut. "I ran all the way here as fast as I could! Stupid storm." June sighed and glanced at the puddle she had created. "Dang. Now mom's gonna kill me on top of everything else. I sure hope your day was better than mine, Pashy. Well, see ya later. I'm meeting Kylie at the movies." June waved to Pashmina and set off without another word.
"You have no idea how bad my day's been," Pashmina said to herself, watching June leave. She got out of her cage, climbed onto the windowsill, and pressed her face against the glass.
And she thought about Dexter.
And a song came to her mind. She had heard it playing before on June's stereo.
perfect by nature
icons of self indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that
never was and never will be
have you no shame don't you see me
you know you've got everybody fooled
look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now i know she
never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled
without the mask where will you hide
can't find yourself lost in your lie
i know the truth now
i know who you are
and i don't love you anymore
it never was and never will be
you're not real and you can't save me
somehow now you're everybody's fool
"I need to get out of here," she said, watching the rain splatter on the window. "I don't care how hard it's raining. I can't stand being stuck in here looking out for another second. I need to clear my head, no matter what it takes." With that, she jumped back onto the floor and crawled through her secret tunnel outside.
~
Howdy sat up, still whiling away the hours in Hannah's cage for whatever reason, breathing in her scent, feeling traces of her warmth where she had once laid. He didn't want to admit it, certainly not, but Dexter was right. He should be looking for Hannah, not sitting here thinking about her. Even if she didn't really love him. Even if she was in love with Dexter. It didn't matter, not now. He wanted to see her again.
Howdy scrambled through the door of the cage, onto the floor, and under the apartment's door. He avoided a pair of feet belonging to a man in a gray business suit who had just come up the stairs, and made his way down. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he was going to get there.
~
The rain was pouring down like all hell. The busy streets of town were filled with people rushing to get out of it, some with umbrellas, others less fortunate making desperate dashes under the shelter of a newspaper.
Pashmina ignored it.
Somehow her paws had carried her here, although she didn't know why. As she wandered aimlessly along the sidewalk, raindrops pelting down her face and making her fur stick in all sorts of strange positions, she discovered that she was right outside the door of the eyeglass shop.
She looked up to the window with a sigh. Memories. She used to meet Dexter here sometimes, and they would hold paws and go places together and...and that was before Hannah.
Pashmina turned away angrily. She was about to continue on when she saw the figure of Howdy not too far away. He was standing below the front window of the supermarket.
Pashmina wasn't sure if she should go talk to Howdy or turn around and go back the way she had come. It would be kind of awkward talking to him right now, under the circumstances. But it would also seem strange just to ignore him and walk away. So she did neither. She simply stood and waited for him to notice her.
Finally he spotted her, and came over to talk. Although neither of them knew what about.
"You should be inside. You're bound to catch pneumonia or something out here in the rain," Howdy started.
"Well shouldn't you be inside too, then?" Pashmina asked in reply.
"I'm looking for Hannah," Howdy answered. "I thought she might be around here somewhere. But I haven't seen her."
"Me neither," Pashmina said. She didn't want to even think about Hannah, though.
"So."
"Yeah."
There was an awkward silence. Both were thinking similar thoughts, but they didn't know what to say to each other. Howdy suddenly noticed that tears had clouded Pashmina's eyes.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Everything's wrong!" Pashmina shouted. "You know that as well as I do!" She started to cry. She couldn't help it. "God, Howdy, I just can't stop thinking about Dexter! I don't know why!"
"I know how you feel," Howdy said sympathetically. "No matter what, I can't get Hannah off my mind."
Pashmina closed her eyes. So Howdy felt the same as she did. Betrayed, but unable to let go. That was just the way things were sometimes. Without thinking she leaned her head onto Howdy's shoulder, still crying, although her tears were mixed with the rain streaking down her face and it was hard to tell which was which.
Howdy just stood there, letting Pashmina release her pent-up feelings into his fur. There wasn't anything to say or do, nothing that would seem right. He just sighed and wished none of this had ever happened.
Neither of them had expected Dexter to be passing by at that exact moment.
Not that either of them really cared.
He had been all over town, looking everywhere for Hannah, and having no luck. He was cold, the rain having soaked into his fur, and was on his way home, giving up the search for the day. And then he saw them.
Pashmina had snuggled her head into Howdy's chest. He rested the side of his head against the top of hers. She put her arm around his neck. He put one paw on her waist.
Dexter put his paw on his heart. It was pounding like mad.
Howdy and Pashmina. Dexter and Hannah.
Everything was wrong.
Guess they might as well just trade girlfriends.
Without a word, Dexter turned and ran. Somehow he didn't feel like going home anymore. For some reason he just wanted to disappear.
And he wanted Pashmina back.
He couldn't blame Howdy, though. Since Howdy naturally thought he and Hannah were together.
But they weren't, and it was all just one big fat stupid misunderstanding.
Love is a funny thing.
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Ooh.the plot thickens even more! Yeah, I'm still not done with this fic, but, it's getting there! Hope you guys still like it. PLEASE REVIEW! I CAN'T GO ON WITHOUT REVIEWS!!!