Chapter 2:
Note: To all who read the previous chapter, I look forward to your reviews.
On his way to Tootie's house, he ran into Vicky.
"Vicky!" he said with a hint of surprise in his voice. It had been about four years since he had seen her
"Why are you back in town?" he ask her with surprise still in his voice.
"I came back to see my family, why do you care?" she ask him.
"It's just been so long since I've seen you. I was just on my way to see Tootie, but since your going to that way, I'll be heading home…" said Timmy.
"Well tell your parent's I said hi…" said Vicky.
"I will," he said and started walking toward his house.
Vicky had gone from vicious teen to a fairly nice adult, he could tell this by the way she talked to him.
"Mom, I'm home!" he yelled into an empty house.
"Mom!" he yelled again.
He noticed that she was asleep in the living room with an open bottle of vodka sitting on the floor next to her. Timmy knew that she was going to be out for a couple more hours and decided to go and talk to his dad. He walked upstairs and looked in their room, but he must have been working late that night. He decided to go back to school and pick up his Porsche. He arrived at the school around eight o'clock, and found his car in the parking lot toward the back. When he approached his car, he saw a drunken Trixie Tang.
"Trixie!" he said, "why are you here?"
She had passed out and she looked like crap. She was slowly breathing, and looked very pale. Timmy felt like he had to do the right thing and take her back to her house. He slowly made his way toward her and looked down at her in her tiny mini-skirt and very carefully picked her up and put her in the passenger's side of his car. He quickly got into his car and left the school's parking lot, he flew down the residential streets going ninety until he got to Trixie's house. He pulled up to the front door and dropped her off on the front step and then rang the doorbell, before jumping into his car and driving as fast as he could toward his house. On his way to his house, he almost ran into Chester.
"Chester!" he yelled out of his open window, "what the hell are you doing out this late at night?"
"Just walking…" he said with a surprised tone.
"Why?" Timmy ask.
"To go see Trixie…" Chester said.
"Since when have you and Trixie been together?" ask Timmy.
"Since you two split up this afternoon…" he commented.
"Well," said Timmy, "at least you have a new girlfriend, but just so you know, I just dropped her off at her house, after finding her passed out near my car at school."
"Well, uh thanks," Chester said before walking away.
About ten minutes later, he arrived at his house, with his mother still inside on the couch. She had been this way for about four hours, but Timmy didn't wake her, because he didn't want to endure the wrath of his mother. She wasn't always like this, but tonight was a night that she was not to be messed with. His father got home very late that night, but by the time he got home, Timmy was already in bed, sleeping.
Note: Well that's the end of Chap. 2, I hope to be able to write longer stories. Please review!
