Fiona was really angry by the time that school had ended. Actually, to say that Fiona was angry was a major understatement. She was just downright pissed off. The rest of her day was horrible and made her even angrier just thinking about it. it seemed as if everyone was out to get her. except for a few times that day, Fiona knew this had to be the worst day of her life.
Amy never left her alone after what Fiona had done to her during lunch, and then there were a few other problems that dealt with one of her classes that were directly after lunch. That class was the main problem for her attitude at that moment. 'I didn't even do anything wrong, it was all Amy's fault and I am the one that got in trouble!' Fiona yelled inside her head.
"I swear this day can't get any worse!" yelled Fiona as she ran down the road of the school just trying to put a little distance between them so she wouldn't have to put up with Amy. She felt that if she was to even catch a glimpse of her at that moment then someone might have to hold her back from knocking the daylights out of her.
Right now all that she wanted was to find a place where she could have some time alone in order to cool down a little bit. 'She is out to get me. I swear,' thought Fiona angrily as she thought back on what happened after lunch was over.
Flashback
Fiona walked out of the cafeteria in a big rush after what she had just done. 'I can't believe that I just did that. I must have been much angrier than I thought, but dumping that milk on her head was a strange way for me to start my time at this school,' thought Fiona in astonishment as she walked down the halls. Never before in her life had she ever done anything like that. It startled her a little because of that.
"Great. Now I know that she doesn't dislike me, she must hate my guts right now. She really deserved that though. All she cares about is her own self and not the feelings of others. She really needs to learn to keep her mouth shut at times or it is only going to cause more problems," muttered Fiona as she leaned against a wall while letting off a sigh. Her head hurt a little at the moment because of the amount of anger that was slowly building up within her.
Fiona had no idea how long it was that she was standing against that wall but the bell rang signaling that their next class was about to start. She was unable to hear it however. Even with the rush of students running through the halls, she just stood there in thought about all that had happened to her that day.
Fiona got off the wall and slowly started to walk unaware of what was happening around her. She walked around for a few more minutes until she finally heard the sound of the second bell and then she saw people running of late students towards their next class so that they wouldn't be too late.
"Please don't tell me that the bell already rang?" Fiona asked herself while taking a quick look at the closest clock she could find. She cringed realizing that she was late for her next class, which happened to be her history class, one of her favorite courses in school.
"Oh no. I have to hurry," said Fiona as she ran through the halls as fast as she could in hopes that she wouldn't be too late but she ended up making a few wrong turns only delaying her times even more. "This is not how I thought my first day would be. I am not making a very good impression on a lot of people, that is for sure," said Fiona as she ran as fast as she could hoping that she would find what she needed soon.
Even running down the halls it took about a minute to get to the class. She was lucky that she found it earlier so that she wouldn't have to ask anyone. However, it didn't help that she was in a rush and made every possible mistake in getting there.
She stopped right in front of the door that led to her next class. Fiona took a deep breath and she reached for the door. She opened the door and walked into the room as calmly as possible. What came next was not very reassuring to her confidence when a cold voice spoke.
"I do not appreciate people being late for my class no matter if they are new here," came the teacher's cold voice. He wasn't even facing Fiona so she wondered how he knew she was new here.
Fiona didn't like how this was going at the moment. "I'm sorry," said Fiona as she tried to catch her breath. She was still very tired from her run while just trying to find the class and now she had to deal with a very unfriendly teacher.
Fiona looked at the teacher and saw that he had long white hair with creepy red eyes. 'He doesn't look very trusting person. Why does stuff like this have to keep happening to me?' Fiona asked herself with a weak smile to the teacher.
He didn't seem to have a very friendly personality either. "I am Prozen and I will be your history teacher. Now take your seat so we can get started, and I don't want to hear a word out of you. Do you got that?" asked Prozen glaring at Fiona before he turned around to face the board once again.
"Yes," said Fiona but it seemed to come out in a bit of a squeak. Fiona looked around to find a seat and was not happy to see and angry Amy in the classroom glaring daggers at her. If looks could kill then she would be dead and buried by now. She guessed that Amy wasn't too happy to see her.
Things weren't going too well for Fiona right now since the only free seat was right in front of her. 'Why me? Does everyone want to make me suffer?' Fiona asked herself as she hung her head and walked to the open seat. She noticed the class was very quiet. She guessed that it was because none of them wanted to get in trouble. She didn't know how right she was.
Usually Fiona would have liked this class but it made it hard to like it when Amy was flinging pieces of paper at the back of Fiona's head. Fiona's temper was starting to return and Fiona knew that if Amy didn't stop annoying her like this then she was going to end up doing something that would get her in trouble.
She continued this and the teacher didn't seem to know or care that she was doing this. He just kept on talking about past events without even turning around. When a large piece of paper hit her head Fiona lost it. "Will you stop it?" yelled Fiona right in Amy's face.
Amy was a little surprised at the sudden outburst. She was able to quickly regain her composure though. She just smirked before Fiona attention was taken away by Prozen's voice.
"Do you have a problem with my lesson?" asked Prozen angrily as he turned to look at Fiona. His red eyes giving Fiona a look of annoyance but also with a bit of glee as if he was a child being given what he wanted for either his birthday or Christmas.
"She won't stop flinging things at the back of my head," said Fiona as she pointed towards Amy. The look that Prozen gave her was one that seemed to say that he didn't really care. Fiona was wondering why everyone was against her today.
Prozen looked at Amy for an explanation. "I haven't been doing anything," she said sweetly batting her eyelashes. "I was only listening to your wonderful lesson when she suddenly yelled at me for nothing," she said in a way that made everyone in the room sick except her and Prozen. Fiona could tell that she must be used to getting out of things like this through these sorts of techniques.
"I see. I will give you one more chance. If you do anything else then I will be forced to do something," warned Prozen once against turning back to the blackboard and writing down some things for the rest of the class to take notes on. He said all of that in such a calm voice that it seemed to send shivers down everyone's spines.
'Forced to do something? Yeah right,' thought Fiona as she sat down in her seat. She noticed that she seemed to be getting a lot of sympathetic looks from the rest of the class and she knew that it could only get worse than that.
Once he was turned back around and facing the board, Amy started to pelt the back of Fiona's head with paper again. 'Remain calm, remain calm,' thought Fiona knowing that she would probably have another outburst and that she wouldn't be able to hold it in if Amy continued to do these things to her.
Then a large wet piece of paper hit Fiona in the back of the head. 'That's it!' Fiona yelled into her head. She stood up very quickly drawing the attention of everyone in the class. She grabbed it and threw it right back into the shocked Amy's face Amy's face. It stuck there while murmured curses were thrown through it.
The entire class started to laugh but shut up when Prozen turned around to see Amy wiping it off of her face, and a Fiona who was breathing heavily out of anger. "It looks like you were the one that was actually throwing things. I am going to have to send you to the office for doing that," said Prozen gleefully walking to his desk and writing something onto a piece of paper.
"WHAT!" yelled Fiona out loud. "You can't do that. She was the one that started it all by throwing it at me! so you should have to send her too!" Fiona yelled right at him but that only made him smirk a bit while writing even more down.
"And for yelling at me," said Prozen as he wrote out a pass for the office with a smirk on his face. Anyone could tell that he loved to torment his student and that he obviously favored Amy so greatly that he didn't bother to punish her when she needed to be punished.
Fiona angrily got out of her seat grabbed the pass forcefully out of his hand and stormed out of the room. Many in the room seemed to give her some respect for how she stood up to one of the toughest teachers like that but many didn't think about it because she might not have known that he was just that.
Despite the situation she was glad that she was out of there. "This is the worst day of my life," muttered Fiona angrily as she walked down the hall. She felt like just going some place and yell out all of her problems. She seemed to have many of them today so she felt that it would do her good.
End Flashback
The office seemed sympathetic to her luckily. It seemed that they tended to get a lot of students from the class but she could not figure out why they kept him then if he was more trouble than he was worth. She was thankful that they let her off but also seriously angered at both the teacher and Amy since they seemed to have teamed up against her.
She was really tired at the moment. Fiona looked up at the sky and noticed that it could only be about three o'clock. School had already let out and she was more than happy to get as far away from it as possible. She let off a loud yawn while walking down the street. 'It is still early so why am I so tired?' Fiona asked herself rubbing her eyes and yawning again.
Fiona didn't really feel like going back to her new home immediately. She just walked aimlessly for a while until she came to a park that she had seen one her way to school. She walked into a park and immediately took a seat on a bench that she found. She set her things down and tried to relax.
The day was beautiful. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was comfortably warm. It wasn't too cold or too hot but just right. She could smell the fragrance of some nearby flowers and she closed her eyes for a few seconds and took in a deep breath. The enticing scent filled her nose but only seemed to make her more tired.
"Despite all that had happened today. This is very nice," said Fiona as she relaxed a little. She closed her eyes and felt a light wind blow past her. She sighed happily. Despite some of the people that lived in this town, it was still very pleasant.
She could feel herself growing even more tired. "Why am I so tired?" Fiona asked herself again yawning loudly while he eyes drooped several times. She grew so tired that she slowly drifted off to sleep on the park bench with a content smile upon her face.
Nighttime came and Fiona's eyes opened up only to be met with the bright lights from the lamps around her. "Oh no. don't tell me that it is night already. I must have fallen asleep," said Fiona frantically as she quickly got off of the bench. "I need to get home," she muttered as she grabbed her things in a rush and started to walk off.
"How could I have let this happen? All I did was sit down. How could I have let myself fall asleep in such a place? If I wanted to take a quick nap then I should have just have gone home and taken one. Not in a park where anything could have happened to me while I slept," she said to herself as she left the park in a hurry to get home. "My parents are going to kill me," said Fiona as she ran down the streets. 'This is definitely the worst day of my life,' she thought as she ran full speed down the streets.
After a few minutes of running she had to stop to catch her breath. However despite how hard she was breathing, she heard some footsteps. She didn't pay too much heed to it at that moment because she felt that it could just be someone going for a night stroll.
She started to walk again instead of a run because she was just a little too tired to run. Then she stopped at a corner trying to remember where her house was. She couldn't think straight because she was tired. She looked around but she heard the footsteps still as if they were following her. They stopped though as soon as she heard them.
She started to move again. She was starting to get a little scared. She continued to listen and they were still there. She got a little nervous by this. 'Is someone following me?' Fiona asked herself very nervously. She turned and looked around but found no one in her sight. She was thinking that maybe she was just hearing things or else it was just the echoing of her footsteps.
She turned a corner and walked faster and turned another corner. She then heard the footsteps turn the first corner and starting to walk towards the corner that Fiona had turned only a few moments prior. 'I am being followed,' thought Fiona as she broke out into a run.
The person must have heard the change of speed because the pace of the footsteps just picked up speed and continued to follow her. Fiona was positive that she was being followed this time.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Fiona kept on repeating to herself. She had never been so scared in her life. She just wanted to be home in her bed sleeping peacefully at that moment.
Hoping to ditch the person she turned another corner and ran without looking into it. Just her luck though that when she did look she saw that she had run into a dead end. "Oh no," Fiona said but it came out in a squeak. "A dead end," she said feeling like crying a little bit.
"Why did I have to fall asleep? I did that and now this is happening," said Fiona as she cringed in fear of what was going to happen. She turned around and stared at the entrance knowing that there was probably no way out of that alley without seeing her pursuer.
There she was just standing there. she was defenseless and the person was now turning the corner. "I see you knew I was following you," came a cold voice from the exit. Through little holes in the mask, Fiona stared upon ice blue eyes that looked so cold that they really could be ice.
Fiona looked and saw a man all dressed in black blocking off her only exit. He had on black gloves as well as having his face hidden behind a mask. 'I have to get out of here,' thought Fiona fearfully as she looked for any other escape route. Unfortunately there was none but the one she came in through.
"My, my, my aren't you a pretty one. You are so young and yet so beautiful," said the man as he advanced on Fiona. His eyes held lustfulness in them that sent shivers of fear coursing down Fiona's spine. "I bet that you are the type that has never been touched by any other man," he said licking his lips.
Fiona took a step back as he took a step towards her. She had heard of people like him that forced themselves upon others but she never thought that it could happen to her. "Stay away from me!" yelled Fiona as she backed away but he kept on moving towards her. That was when Fiona's back hit the wall. 'All out of room,' thought Fiona as she watched him continue to advance towards her.
"The look of fear is so intoxicating to me when I see it on such a young woman. It will only make things so much better in the end," he said reaching out for Fiona but she just moved out of his reach.
Fiona once again looked for another escape route but like before she failed to find any. She had an idea that might help her escape but it could also put her back into danger should it fail. 'I guess I really have no other choice. It is the only way out of here,' thought Fiona hesitantly taking a small gulp.
Using as much strength as she could muster, she broke out in a run hoping to get past the man. However fate didn't have it so nice as the man merely stuck out his arm and grabbed Fiona around the waist without all that much trouble.
"You are definitely a feisty one. I am so going to enjoy having you," he said with a sneer. He quickly managed to grab her hands before she could try to use them against him.
Fiona struggled against the man but he was much stronger than she was. "Let me go!" yelled Fiona as she continued to struggle. She was completely bound so she knew that it would probably be of no use but she refused to just give in and let him have his way with her.
He used his strength and held her hands above her head as he pushed her against the wall. Using his free hand he attempted to try and feel her up but she bit his hand and then screamed at the top of her lungs hoping that someone was close enough to hear it.
'Please let someone hear this. Anyone will do,' thought Fiona as tears started to fall down her face. She then felt him smack her hard on the cheek sending her falling towards the ground.
Van was walking down the streets kicking around anything around him. Things weren't going very good for him at the moment. He was muttering things like stupid school, obsessive girlfriends and other stuff. Needless to say he was not too happy about how his day was going.
He was currently kicking a can down the street when suddenly he heard a high-pitched scream. "What was that?" asked Van as he looked around for the source of the scream. He couldn't see anyone so he looked around. He could find anyone so he just stood still and listened intently for any possible noises to help him.
Listening attentively he then heard it again and ran in that direction. After a few moments of running, he found himself in the entrance to an alleyway where he saw two shaded figures and one of them was struggling against the other. "Let me go!" he heard someone scream. He knew exactly what was going on and he was not going to stand for it. Even if he got injured he wouldn't allow someone to do something like that.
Without thinking about what he was doing, Van charged at him in order to stop him. as of yet the man had yet to even notice the presence of Van and Van took that to his advantage.
The man that was trying to rape Fiona was suddenly through to the side very painfully when he was hit in the side of the face by a powerful punch. He fell back quite a bit before he hit the wall to his side.
Fiona fell to the floor too tired out from the struggling to see straight. She had no idea what it was that had happened. She was sure it was all over but then the guy just dropped her.
"Why you," growled the man standing up and pulling out a knife that he had concealed in his belt. "This has nothing to do with you so you had better just leave now before I end up killing you. So what is it going to be?" the man asked while his ice blue eyes focused directly upon Van.
"I just can't do that. It just isn't in my nature to allow someone like you to take advantage of anyone," said Van scowling at the man. He was scared to death of the knife that the man was holding but he was somehow able to keep from showing it. It was like some force was giving him strength. That he needed to stop this no matter what.
"So be it," said the man charging at Van. The knife pointing straight for Van's heart but Van just moved out of the way and the man fell face first into the ground. Before he could even get up, the knife was very painfully kicked from his hand and went skidding into the darkness. The man did the first thing he could think of then, he ran.
"What a coward," Van muttered but he didn't chase him though. He immediately ran to the other person. "Hey, are you alright?" asked Van in a worried tone. 'Of course she isn't you nitwit,' said a voice in his head. Van just shrugged it off. He shook the woman very gently in his arms trying his best to get her to wake up.
Van took a good look over the woman and he immediately recognized her as Fiona. "Hey aren't you Fiona?" asked Van trying to get a better look in the dark. He was then sure that it was her when her crimson eyes looked up into his dark ones. As soon as she did this however, her entire body suddenly went limp when she fell into a state of unconsciousness.
Van quickly checked her pulse and was glad that it was still there. Looking her over she was still in good shape. None of her clothes were torn or loose which means he didn't get a chance to do what her wanted to do. Except for this large bruise across her cheek she didn't look terrible considering what had just happened.
"I better take her someplace. I guess it will have to be my house since I don't know where she lives. Thank god that my house is close to here," he said a he picked her up and walked out of the alley.
It was strange; Van had only talked to her for only a brief minute before. He hardly knew her for that matter. yet, when he picked her up he got this strange feeling in him like this should happen. He shook it off however, focusing on only getting her some help.
Fiona's eyes slowly opened. The place was bright and it caused her to squint as her eyes adjusted to the light. Once her eyes adjusted she noticed that she wasn't in her own room but somewhere else. The place was very unfamiliar to her.
It was then that she remembered the events from before she passed out. 'What happened? Why am I here?' she asked herself nervously thinking about what had just happened. "Where am I?" she said aloud, looking around the unfamiliar room.
"You are at my wonderful abode," came a voice from behind her. Fiona was startled a little bit. She quickly turned her head to see Van standing there smiling at her. she was shocked to see him of all people.
"Good Morning," said Van nicely while walking over to the curtains and opening them up to show that the sun was already up in the sky. It looked to be late in the morning.
"Morning?" said Fiona quietly looking out the window to see the sun. She was too tired and her mind didn't seem to be working at full capacity at that moment. She was trying to go over all that had happened in her head to figure out how she ended up here of all places.
"Yeah as in the beginning of the day," said Van jokingly. He stood up from his spot on the wall and walked over to Fiona. He lightly placed a hand over her head to make sure that she didn't catch anything over the night. She didn't exactly look too good just by staring at her.
"What happened?" asked Fiona as she put her hand to her head after Van took his hand away. She had a serious head and it was really starting to get a bit annoying. She then felt a small bump on the back of her head and knew that that had to be the reason for why she felt so bad.
"You were assaulted. I saved you," said Van seriously grabbing a seat and bringing it right to the bedside. "Are you feeling ok? You sure went through a lot last night," he said, his voice turning to a very worried one. He didn't know why he cared so much when he hardly even knew Fiona.
"I-I guess," said Fiona slightly remembering someone saving her but she wasn't sure who it was until now. "Why were you there?" asked Fiona as many question started to form within her head. She was curious as to what happened last night after she lost consciousness.
"I was coming back from a dinner with Amy and I heard your scream," said Van trying to recall all that had happened that night as well. "I came to see what it was and I found that man try to rape you," he said slightly flinching at the word. "I didn't know it was you at the time but I attacked the man trying to stop him nonetheless. He ended up running away and I took you here since I didn't know where it was that you lived," said Van in a calm tone.
"Why did you save me? Did you just do it because you didn't know it was me? Wouldn't your girlfriend not like that it was me that you saved?" asked Fiona slightly annoyed at the thought of Amy.
"I said it before and I will say it again. Just because she can be heartless at times doesn't mean that I am," said Van with a slight smile. Even if I don't like to think like this, I wouldn't be surprised if she left you there after what you did to her yesterday," said Van seriously. He knew perfectly well that Amy hated Fiona. It was the topic of conversation at the dinner that he went to last night. He kind of found it very amusing though.
"Then why do you go out with her if you know that she is mean enough to do that?" asked Fiona. She figured that if she was in Van's place she would have dump someone like Amy the first chance that she got. She figured that there had to be more to it than what she thought.
"I have my reason," was all that Van said. He seemed to suddenly be very distant all of a sudden. Like it was something that he really didn't feel like talking about. His face seemed kind of hurt at the mere thought of the reasons as to why he was doing this.
Fiona was very tempted to ask more about it but there was suddenly a knock on the door that caught both of their attentions. "What is it?" asked Van to the person. The door opened and an older man that looked extremely like Van walked into the room.
"Your girlfriend is on the phone Van," came a voice of an older male from behind the door. The person had to be Van's father. He looked towards Fiona and gave her a comforting smile before handing Van a cordless phone. He then walked out of the room quietly.
Van rolled his eyes. He placed the phone up to his ear and was bombarded by the voice of his girlfriend. He knew that she could talk for a while so he tried to make it as quick as possible. "Excuse me for a second," said Van running out of the room so that he could talk in private.
A few minutes later Van walked calmly into the room again. he seemed kind of annoyed which was how Fiona would feel after talking to a person like Amy. He also seemed a little tired. 'Oh well, looks like I have to go back there again,' he thought to himself but he tried his best to put a smile on his face.
"Van. You said that she was heartless. So why is it that you go out with her?" asked Fiona curiously the first chance that she got. She knew it had to be pretty bad if Van acted the way that he did when she first asked about it. She figured maybe she could help him since he helped her.
Van was quiet for a second. He gave a sigh figuring that it would have had to come out later and he come somehow felt like he could trust Fiona. "Her father is my fathers boss. He gives her everything. Which is why she is a spoiled brat most of the time," said Van a little bit annoyed.
Suddenly it all became so very clear to Fiona as to why he remained with Amy even despite what he knew she was. "Are you afraid that if you broke up with her that her father would fire your dad?" asked Fiona knowing that that might be the most logical explanation.
"Exactly. Her father told me that also when we started to go out. To make it worse, my mother is sick and has been for a while. Even if she doesn't look it most of the time, she is. We have been trying to get her some help but if he gets fired then we won't get the money that is need to help her," said Van sadly. He hated to be forced through that but he had to do it in order to protect his family.
"Why did you go out with her in the first place then?" asked Fiona as she continued with all of the questions. That was probably the one she was most curious about. Amy and Van seem so much different; she wondered how they could end up going out in the first place.
"I didn't know back then that this would happen. I am stuck now with no way out. If I was to break up with her then I may be free but my family would suffer for it," said Van sadly. "At times it isn't too bad though. She is usually nice to me at least but I do wish she would stop thinking that the world revolves around her the rest of the time," he continued with a sigh.
"I didn't know," said Fiona sadly. Suddenly her hatred for Amy was starting to increase more and more with each passing moment. Her family was as bad as she was as well.
"Of course you didn't. I haven't told anyone about this. Not even my closest friends and my family," said Van putting on a smile. "Unfortunately most of my best friend left after I started to go out with Amy, they never did approve of me going out with her.
"Why are you telling me then? We don't even know each other," said Fiona slightly confused because he was supposed to be the enemy and yet he seemed so friendly and caring towards her.
'Why am I telling her all of this? I barely even know her,' he thought to himself curiously. "I honestly don't know. No one has ever asked me about it so I just keep silent about it," said Van as he scratched the back of his head. "By the way. Are you hungry? I have food," said Van as he pointed to a tray of food by a table.
Fiona didn't get a chance to answer as her stomach did it for her. "I guess I am," said Fiona giggling a little, which Van eventually joined in as well. Fiona couldn't tell the future but she could tell that he could become a good friend.
"So how are you feeling Fiona? Do you want to go home or do you want to rest some more before you do so?" Van asked with genuine concern in his voice. Despite how he acts around Amy, he is truly a nice guy.
"I guess that I should really get back to my place. I am sure that my mother is worried sick about me since I didn't come home at all last night. I was so stupid for falling asleep at the park," Fiona said quietly placing her feet over the sides of the bed so that she could stand up.
"I am sure that you were just tired. If I was then I would fall asleep anywhere. That is why it always happens at school," he said breaking out in laughter and Fiona followed him soon after. "Just eat something for now and I will walk you to your place afterwards," said Van slowly walking towards the door.
When Van was gone, Fiona started to slowly eat the food that he had brought her. She had to admit that it was very good. It mainly consisted of oatmeal, some fruit and orange juice. It didn't take her very long to finish because she was very hungry.
When Fiona finished her meal, she stood up and slowly walked towards the door. She figured that she had better leave soon or her mother would be even madder at her. She didn't want to get on the end of her mothers nerves.
Fiona slowly opened the door and walked out of the room. The house she was in appeared to be a kind of small but cozy two-story house. There were many pictures on the walls of the hall of the family. Fiona seemed to be entranced by them.
One picture seemed to catch her eyes. It was one that appeared to be of a young Van and who she assumed was his mother. Van was probably only four or five years old in the picture and he had his arms wrapped around his mother.
Just by the looks of the picture, Van loved his mother a great deal. She could see why he would want to go through so much just to make sure that she would be ok. It kind of made her jealous because both Fiona and her mother, although they love each other a lot, almost never saw eye-to-eye. It had been that way ever since both of her parents broke up. Now she just lived with her mother while her father lived far away.
"Oh, I see that you are up. Are you feeling ok miss?" came the soft voice of a woman off to the side of Fiona. When Fiona turned to look at the woman she immediately recognized to be the woman from the picture.
"Are you Van's mother?" asked Fiona earning a slight nod from the woman. What Van had said was right, she didn't really look sick. Her face seemed tired but still very beautiful for her age. She had to be only about Fiona's height but with very beautiful long hair that fell to about her mid back. She didn't have Van's eyes though, her were more of a bluish color compared to Van's dark eyes.
"Van is such a good man," she said looking at the picture that she had caught Fiona staring at a few minutes ago. "You were very lucky that Van was there. He would worry about others safety before his own. He has been that way since he was a kid. The care that he gives people would make some woman happy in the future. I just hope it isn't his current girlfriend," she said not really sounding too happy at the mention of Amy.
"Van doesn't seem like the type that should go with Amy either," Fiona admitted because she knew that the two of them were so different from each other. Now she knew why Van stuck through it.
"I am guessing that you don't really like her all that much either," Van's mother said with a smile knowing that the family was not the only one that had a dislike for that girl. The girl put up such an act that many fell for the lie that she was a sweet girl. She knew otherwise.
"I just started going to school here today and it is like she is already out to make my life a living hell. I would rather just have a normal life that doesn't involve fighting with her for no reason," said Fiona sadly while looking towards the ground.
"You remind me so much of myself when I was younger. You remind me of something else that I can't quite place though," she said trying to remember what it was but she just couldn't quite place what it was that Fiona reminded her of. She just shrugged it off and turned towards Fiona. "So are you heading back to your place now?" she asked putting on a friendly smile.
"Yes, I am afraid that I must. My mother is probably worried sick about me since I haven't come home or even called her since yesterday," said Fiona placing a small smile on her face.
"I will have Van walk you home so as to not have a repeat of yesterday," she said in a joking voice. "He can explain to your mother what had happened so you won't get into any trouble. You should come back sometime though, I liked having this little talk with you," she said and smiled when Fiona smiled at her and nodded her head telling her that she would as long as Van's mother wanted her there.
"Um... Van?" asked Fiona looking over towards Van while they walked down the deserted streets in the direction of her house. She Van turned towards her giving her his full attention. "Before I end up forgetting to say this. Thank you for helping me yesterday. I don't know of any way I can ever repay you for what you did," she said looking towards the ground.
"There is no problem in it Fiona. You don't have to repay me for it. It was what any respectable person would do for someone in need. But if you want to repay me then all you have to do is be my friend," he said shocking Fiona. "While being with Amy I am forced to be with her friends as well and it is driving me absolutely insane. As long as I am with Amy, my other friends won't look my way. Having a friend of my own that knows my secret will be a good thing," he said with a smile.
"If that is what you want than so be it. Your girlfriend won't like it though. It is really no secret that she hates my guts. It could only cause more problems for you," Fiona said after thinking it over. If Amy found out than she would force Van to stop it. If he didn't than he would be in trouble with her father.
"No one really has to know, do they? It can just be our little secret. We can make it seem like we are enemies but really be friends," he said when they came to a stop in front of the house that Fiona identified as her own.
Fiona really couldn't believe that he was saying that but in a way it made sense. She figured that she would really like to have him as a friend if it was known or not. "I would like it then," Fiona said walking towards the door. 'Maybe being here won't be so bad after all. I may have made a serious enemy but I am also making some very good friends. I think I will be able to survive,' she thought with a small smile but it faded when she knew that she had to face her mother.
When Fiona got to the door she hesitated a bit before she slowly opened the door. Much to her dismay her mother was standing right there with a very dangerous scowl on her face.
"Where the hell have you been young lady? You didn't come home after school or all night. You had better have a very good excuse as to why you never came home up till now. You could have called at least!" she yelled walking up to Fiona and waiting for any sort of response.
Fiona suddenly found that she had lost her voice. Her mother was really scary when she was mad. No thoughts were appearing within her head and she forgot her story. Just to think about all that had happened the previous night sent shivers through her spine. She had no wish to go over the subject again but she knew that she would probably have to in order to get out of serious trouble from her mother. She was lucky though when Van stepped up to help her.
"I am terribly sorry for it Miss Lynette. Fiona was unable to do anything because of something very bad that happened yesterday," said Van putting on a friendly smile. Many had said that he was a very good charmer when he wanted to be and he was hoping to soften Fiona's mother a little. "Oh forgive me, my name is Van Flyheight," he said in regard to her look of curiosity as to who he was.
"It is my fault mother," said Fiona stepping forward knowing she had to take responsibility for what she did. "After school yesterday I went to a park in order to cool down because I had a bad day. I ended up falling asleep there and didn't wake up until later that night. I tried to come home but someone started to follow me. I tried to get away but they tried to... tried to," she said unable to finish her sentence because she was afraid to tell what had happened next. It scared her to even think about it.
Her mother gasped because she knew what Fiona was going to say. "She was lucky that I was around at the time and that I managed to get rid of the pathetic excuse for a man. She passed out though and didn't wake up until only about and hour or so ago. Please don't be too mad at her because it wasn't completely her fault and I didn't know where she lived so I couldn't tell you," said Van seriously.
Fiona's mother had no idea what she could say. She knew it wasn't a lie because she saw how truly scared Fiona was to even think about it. "Oh Fiona," said her mother wrapping her arms around her daughter. "How can I ever thank you for saving her?" she asked Van.
"I don't really want anything thank you. Fiona already gave me all that I wanted anyways, her friendship," he said with a smile turning towards the door but Fiona's mother stopped him before he could start to walk home.
"Well then at least stay for something to eat at the least," Fiona's mother said making Van stop in his tracks. He just couldn't resist most foods. "Let that be at least the way I can thank you at least for now," she said with a smile. She really liked Van for what he did. He was the type of man that she wanted Fiona to have for a boyfriend or future husband.
"Sure. Why not?" said Van turning around with a wide grin. "I am sure that whatever you make will taste delicious," he said happier than ever. In just one day his entire life had changed but he didn't care. He got the friendship with a lovely woman, and a good meal. He had to wonder what types of thing would happen because of their friendship.