Now we're nearing the end of Shattered, so things will be slowing down. There should still be great chapters, though! After this story, I'll start Carly's, which is some what a prologue. At least it is in the sense of knowing why Odd and Carly know each other. Anyway, I'll stop rambling now so you can read the story. BTW please tell me you all remember Sam (Samantha) from the ep. Rock Bottom?. Watch for her "appearance".
Shattered
-=- By Suki -=-
Chapter 11 -=- Broken
"Are you sure?" Yumi asked, raising an eyebrow. She didn't think Charlotte was serious, she couldn't be.
"Yes. Just do it, Yumi," Charlotte replied. "It'll work."
"Okay... if you say so," Yumi nodded slowly.
"I do," she smiled and patted the younger girl's hand. "You'll be okay."
Yumi smiled and looked at the place the Ulrich had sat. "I hope so."
Charlotte nodded and left. After the door was closed, she sighed. "Never hope..." she whispered. "It doesn't help one bit."
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Carly yawned. "I'm bored," she complained. They had been in the factory for an hour and Carly couldn't sit still any longer.
"I can't help that!" Odd shot back. He instantly regretted it. It wasn't her fault she had a bad father; she shouldn't have to deal with his frustration at the man. "I'm sorry..." he mumbled.
"No problem," Carly said. "So what happened with you and Samantha?" she asked, her voice changing slightly. Not in pitch, but in tone. Odd didn't notice, but if any other girl had been there, they would've. The tone was "green" with envy, a tone all girls were familiar with in one way or another. Whether it is cloths or boys, girls knew what the tone conveyed, even if the speaker didn't say that she was jealous.
Odd shifted nervously. "It didn't work out," he admitted. "We were just too different and she had some things that she wouldn't change. If she wasn't willing to change for me, I wasn't going to be with her."
"Odd, that's so sweet... in a really strange way," Carly cooed. Her tone had changed back to normal, if it was possible for her to be normal, and a wave of relief swept over her. Sam was the main reason she stopped hanging out with Odd. It hurt her to see the two together.
"Don't worry, we were never serious in the first place," Odd smiled. "Unlike us," he turned to face her, his eyes twinkling. "We're serious."
Carly laughed. "You call this serious. Odd, sweetheart, we aren't serious yet..." Odd's twinkle faded a little. "But don't worry, we will be."
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Yumi fixed her shirt again for the eighth time. In about another ten minutes she was going to be in front of the hospital council, pleading for therapy. It had been Charlotte's brilliant idea. She was supposed to tell them she had been through some trauma and hadn't had any therapy yet, making her vulnerable and prone to suicidal attempts. Therapy would be given and she wouldn't have to go to court. With slim options, she decided it was worth a try.
"Stop it Yumi!" Ulrich grabbed her hand; he was fed up with her preening. "You look fine."
"No, I don't!" Yumi snapped. "I look horrible! Terrible!"
"Yumi..." Ulrich cut off her ramble with a kiss. "You will be fine."
"Okay... if you say so. But I can't help but worry."
"Think about something else then, like puppies," Ulrich suggested.
"Puppies? When did you develop a soft spot?" Yumi asked, looking him up and down as though to find it.
"I always had one, one for you," he whispered. Yumi's eyes began to well up with tears. "Don't cry," he pleaded.
A tear fell down her cheek. "I'm sorry, but I feel like I'm not good enough for you. I feel... am I a broken person Ulrich?"
Yumi's eyes were wet with tears and the scene made Ulrich feel terrible. His Yumi was in pain. But at the same time, he would give anything for the moment to last, because she looked beautiful like that. He took her in his arms, hugging her tight. "Yumi, you aren't broken. Not one bit. Anyone else wouldn't have put up even half the fight you're putting up. What that man did or didn't do to you has left you scarred, and it's not your fault. Not at all."
"He didn't do it..." Yumi whispered. She had never said anything about what had happened that night, not even to her parents. Somehow though, in Ulrich's arms, she felt safe enough to speak.
"Then Yumi..." Ulrich began, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "If you want... not now of course... but if you're afraid of losing it to... to someone else... err..."
Yumi looked up at Ulrich, and smiled at his flustered self. "I'd like that... but obviously we're both not ready," she told him, kissing him again.
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Carly smiled and pulled a mirror out of her bag. "Gosh Odd! Why'd you have to push me into the water?"
"I dunno," Odd shrugged. Carly and himself had just came back from the stream that ran through the factory. During the trip he accidentally pushed her in. "You looked pushable."
"Whatever," Carly rolled her eyes and went to put her mirror back, but it slipped and shattered on the ground. "Oh no! I dropped it! That's seven years bad luck!"
Odd hurried over and kissed her. "Was that bad luck if it made me kiss you?"
"No," Carly admitted. "It wasn't, but I don't think I want it..." she smiled and kissed him back.
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More fluff! Yay! I hope there weren't any huge Sam fans that will kill me for breaking the two up. Anyways, I'll update this weekend or Friday. And I'll try to do either two or make it very long! -Suki
