Dan Flyheight stood in his office just staring out the window. There was a pained expression on his face as he remembered the conversation that he had with Fiona the previous night. It was all too fresh in his mind.
Flashback
Dan stared at Fiona for a second before he stood up and walked towards her. "What's wrong Fiona? What is it that you need to talk to me about that would cause you to come here so late at night?" he asked the blonde haired woman he thought of as a second daughter.
Fiona fidgeted under his gaze but she wouldn't stop. She had to do this no matter how painful it would be in the end. "Can… we talk about this some place else?" she asked him before taking a quick look at Julie who was sleeping peacefully at the moment. 'Hopefully it will last this time,' she thought with a frown.
"Um… sure. I needed to run down to my office anyways. We can talk about it along the way if you wish," he suggested and he just saw Fiona slowly nod her head. In all the time he'd known her, he had never seen her like this. He knew it had to be serious if she acted like this.
The two of them left the hospital knowing that Julie was in good ands and headed towards his car. Each of them remained silent on the way there and it remained silent as they made their way up the building and went into Dan's office.
Dan turned towards Fiona with a comforting look on his face. "Now, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" he asked her as he walked over to a cabinet to the far left corner of his office and started to rummage through it for something of importance.
"I-it has to do with Van," she said as her hands were nervously fumbling with the hem of her shirt. She saw that he still has his back turned but she knew that he was still listening to what she was saying. "H-he's suffering," was all she said as she stared towards the floor nervously.
Dan turned towards Fiona very quickly now with his own worried look on his face. "What's wrong with him Fiona?" he asked hastily. He didn't receive a reply. "If this is about his Julie's condition than I'm sure he'll be fine. Julie's strong so I know she'll make it through this," he said taking a seat at his desk.
"It's not solely about that," Fiona said very quietly. So quietly that it was almost hard to hear her. "Van's been suffering for a long time. I no longer know how I can help him besides doing this. Yet I fear he'll hate me for it," she said trying to keep herself from breaking down.
Dan looked at Fiona worriedly. "What's going on Fiona? If you know something that's hurting Van, please tell me," he said suddenly feeling even more worried for his family than ever. How could he not feel this way? His wife was in the hospital because of a disease that she had ever since she was a child, and Van was suffering for some reason. He knew he had to know what was going on.
"You know how Van and I love each other right?' she asked and he just nodded his head silently. "Yet he still sticks with Amy?" she asked again and he once again just nods his head. "He doesn't have a choice about being with her. He's in a relationship that he wants to get out of yet can't. Amy's father's forcing him into it," she said quietly.
Somehow Dan wasn't really surprised by this news. "That foolish boy," he mumbled under his breath. "Why is it that he didn't tell me about this and how long have you known?" he asked seriously.
"I've known about it since I first moved her. It had been going on for a few months before that. He didn't tell you because he feared for his mother. Hiltz holds his mother's health over his head to keep him with Amy. At first he was being threatened with your job but now it is with some information that would be dangerous for your business," she said finding it refreshing to get it off her chest.
Dan looked upset knowing that his stunt he pulled was the original cause of his son's suffering. "That still doesn't explain why he didn't tell me. I could've helped him," Dan said growing more frustrated by the second.
"He couldn't. Not only did Hiltz basically threaten your wife but he also said that if Van mentioned any of this to you that he would go through with his threat. When I learned about this, I was furious at them but Van made me promise never to mention this to anyone. I can't keep it in anymore. I want to help him but I can't do anything besides this," Fiona said looking up at Dan just as a tear fell from her eyes.
End Flashback
Dan groaned as he leaned back in his chair. Never in his life did he want stuff like this to happen to his family. 'Van and Fiona are suffering because of this, and yet even knowing, I can't do anything to help,' he thought looking over some papers in front of him.
He had nothing to do with the events that Hiltz was using against Van. Yet it was still something very serious. He had no idea how Hiltz could have possibly of found such information since it was stuff that was supposed to be well guarded. He knew that there was probably a spy somewhere giving Hiltz this information.
Hiltz had wanted Dan's company for years. But despite that, the two of them have never met. That was the reason he was able to get a job at Hiltz's company. 'He must have done this thinking that he would have a better chance at it since his daughter was with my son. I don't think he ever suspected Fiona to come into the picture,' Dan thought before slamming his fist down on the table.
He took a quick look towards a couch in the far corner where Fiona was sleeping. The girl was so tired the previous night that she just fell asleep there and Dan couldn't bring himself to move her.
He always dreamed since he met the young woman that she would be Van's future wife. Yet at the rate things were going, Van would be forced to marry Amy instead. Dan knew he wasn't going to give Hiltz the opportunity to get what he dreamed of for so long.
Dan quickly reached for the phone intent on confronting Van about it. Maybe if the two of them worked together they would be able to come up with some way to get Van out of this mess.
He was about to start dialing when the door to the room opened and a young man who worked directly under him walked into the room. "Yes, is there something you need Derek?" Dan asked placing the phone back down and staring at the young man standing before him.
The young man was the one that first met Van that day that he learned the truth about his father and his eventual inheritance. "It's good to see you back sir. How is your wife doing?" the young man asked in a way that told everyone around him that he was sucking up to Dan.
"She is getting better now after a second attack yesterday. The doctors feel like she should make a full recovery," he said with a serious face. "Now is there something you needed because I have a few problems I need to take care of," Dan said looking back at the folder in front of him.
"Oh yes. Mr. Hiltz Jewel has just dropped by and is wishing to have a word with you," Derek said as he fidgeted a bit. "Also these papers need to have your signature," he said handing Dan another small folder.
Dan took the folder but didn't make any other indication of doing anything for a few moments. "Tell him that I'm really busy right now and will have to talk to him later," he said sneaking a quick look towards Fiona. Hiltz would probably come up with ideas if he saw her there. He also wouldn't hesitate to come up with false accusations as well. Make Dan look bad.
Derek looked at Dan a bit shocked. "But sir," he attempted to argue but Dan just held up his hand to tell him to be quiet and pointed towards the door telling him to leave. "As you wish sir," he said before exiting the room silently.
It was silent in the room but he could also hear some arguing from the other room. He breathed a sigh of relief when it died down and he heard Hiltz leaving the floor. 'Probably trying to do something to further his plans. As if ruining Van's life wasn't bad enough. Amy probably isn't helping the matter either,' he thought rubbing his head.
A rustling sound was heard and he turned to see Fiona sitting up. Obviously all the arguing has finally woken her up. "Good morning Fiona," he said with a smile as she sat up straight and stared around the room.
Fiona looked around the room before remembering what she did the night before. "Sorry, I must have fallen asleep," she said trying to stand up but stopped when she saw Dan motion her to sit back down.
"Please stay. I was just about to call Van. I really need to talk with him about this," he said but then saw the fearful look in Fiona's eyes. "Don't worry Fiona. You did the right thing in telling me. I'm sure that he'll see that as well," Dan said lifting up the phone and dialing a number in it.
Fiona just stood up and looked around the room. It was the first time that she's ever been it but she had to say she was impressed. But despite this she was still worried about Van's reaction.
She listened to the conversation and noted to herself that Dan didn't mention anything about what he wanted Van for. He just told Van to come to the office before he hung up with a sigh.
Dan saw that Fiona was still there. "Why don't you go get something to eat? It will be a little while before he gets here," Dan suggested and he saw Fiona nod before walking out the door. He felt sorry for her since she had to go through all of this for the one she loved the most.
About thirty minutes to an hour later, Van walked into the large building still rather tired because his father woke him up. He was upset when he woke up because he didn't see Fiona there with him like she was there for him when he fell asleep.
For some reason, he had this bad feeling. Like something was going to happen. No matter how much he tried to push the feeling aside, it continued to come back to him. That just made him worried what it was that was so important that his father had to wake him up at seven in the morning to talk to him about.
Van walked over to the elevator and got on quickly riding it to the top floor. He stepped off and passed by Rosso and Viola who both looked too tired to care and headed towards his father's office.
Van suddenly felt eyes on him and turned to see his father's vice president staring at him before he turned away trying to act as inconspicuous as possible. It didn't work because Van was aware that he was doing it anyways. The guy gave Van the creeps but he just ignored it.
Van stepped up to the door but hesitated a bit but eventually grabbed the handle and opened the door to see his father already behind his desk waiting for Van and one other person with their back away from him. "Is there something that you wanted dad?" Van asked taking a few steps forward.
"Yes please have a seat Van," he said pointing to the seat next to Fiona. He hoped that what he was about to say would end up ruining this relationship that the two of them had going. He knew that Fiona was the best thing to ever happen to Van.
Van walked towards the seat and then noticed who was in the other seat. "Fiona/ What are you doing here?" he asked her but she just turned her head away from him. He was filled with a bit of dread at that point because he had a feeling that he knew what was going on. He only hoped that he was wrong.
Van took the seat and nervously looked between his father and his love as if silently asking for some sort of information. "What going on?" he asked fidgeting a little under the intense stare of his father.
"Van, Fiona came to me last night and we had a discussion and she admitted something very disturbing," Dan said and he saw Van visibly pale a few shades at the mention of it. He knew then that Fiona was telling the truth. Not that he doubted her. He just found it hard to believe. "You're being blackmailed Van?" he asked his son to get it from his own mouth.
A pale Van turned towards Fiona who looked away from him. He couldn't believe that she told his father that. He felt that his parents shouldn't be involved. "How could you tell them Fiona?" Van yelled standing up suddenly.
"Don't yell at Fiona! She did the right thing in telling me that. It was obviously very hard for her to do so as well because of the guilt she's feeling by doing so," Dan reprimanded his son while trying to calm him down.
"How could you do that Fiona? I trusted you with a secret I thought you could keep!" Van said completely ignoring his father. He felt a bit betrayed by the person that he trusted the most. Even though he knew her intentions were honorable, he didn't want his parents involved.
"Van!" Dan yelled standing up quickly. "Shut up and sit down!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. He never in his life had to use that tone of voice with his son but he couldn't stand how Van was reacting to this. Most would think he would be relieved to know that would have some help in this sort of situation.
Van was shocked to hear his father yell at him like he just did. He was too angry though and just turned around and stormed out of the room without another word to either of the other two occupants.
Dan just sighed and put his hand down on the desk. He expected a bad reaction but he never thought his won would react as badly as he did. 'Maybe these events just go to show that I don't know as much about my son as I thought it did,' he thought extremely disappointed with himself.
Fiona suddenly got up and ran out of the room hoping that she would be able to catch Van before he left. "Van!" she yelled just as the elevator door opened. She saw him pause for a second before he just walked into it and closed the door without even looking at her.
That felt worse than a slap to the face for Fiona. 'I was only trying to help him,' she thought as she sank to her knees and felt the tears start to fall down her face. 'I lost him,' she thought as the tears only increased in numbers.
Dan walked out of his office and just saw Fiona kneeling on the ground. He looked towards Rosso and Viola and noticed that they were completely clueless about what they should do. The two of them never really were good when they were put in that sort of situation.
Dan kneeled down next to Fiona and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It'll be ok Fiona. He's just a bit angry but just give him a little time and he'll cool down," he suggested to her but she didn't respond. "Why don't I get you home? You can use some rest," he said helping her up before taking her home.
Fiona felt so lousy for the next few days. Even though she knew he would react like that, she just felt so horrible that he wouldn't even talk to her about it. He avoided her at any cost and that hurt worse than when she got hit by that car.
She missed him so badly. She never thought she could miss anyone like this in her entire life and it had only been three days since then. Each of those days that passed, she could feel her heart breaking a little more each day.
She asked herself whether it was worth it. She wondered if things might have been better if she had just kept her mouth shut. Yet she knew that she did the right thing for him even if she did end up losing him. He might have a chance to be free again even if she wouldn't be there with him when it happened.
No matter how hurt she was feeling at that moment, she knew that she would never take back what she did. She saw the true suffering that he was going through and that tore her heart apart worse than this event ever could. She wished that he could see her point of view though.
She heard the door to her room open and then close the next second but she made no indication of responding to whoever was in her room. She just wanted to wallow in her depression.
Moonbay stared at her friend. She was shocked to say the least. Not once since she first met Fiona did she ever see her in such a state. Fiona was normally a cheerful person and to see her in this state would bring tears to the eyes of all the people that knew her best.
She walked over to her bed and sat down next to Fiona. "Hey what's wrong Fiona?" she asked placing a hand on her shoulder to get her attention. It didn't have much of an effect on the young blonde haired woman. 'What happened to her? She won't seem to talk to anyone about it,' Moonbay thought sadly.
Moonbay was suddenly startled out of her thoughts when she heard Fiona speak in a raspy voice obviously showing that she'd been this way for a little while. "H-he hates me," Fiona muttered into her already tearstained pillow.
Moonbay didn't even have to ask to know who Fiona was talking about. What she wanted to know was how Van could possibly hate her. She didn't know any two people who could possibly be more in love. "Why does he hate you Fiona?" Moonbay asked softly.
Fiona didn't respond to her question. Moonbay didn't know who to hate more. Fiona for not being honest with her or Van for putting Fiona in the condition that she was currently in. It was a very close choice. 'Maybe Van will have some answers,' she thought cracking her knuckles.
She stood up from the bed and started to walk to the door. She hated to leave her friend in this state but she wanted some answers, maybe then she would be able to find a way to help her friend. "I want to help but I can't do so without any answers from you," Moonbay said rather roughly before leaving the room.
Fiona turned her head and stared at the door sadly. She suddenly felt even more alone than before. She wished that she had Van to care of the hole she felt in her heart but she couldn't have that unless her actually decided to talk to her but it didn't appear that that would be happening anytime soon.
The door opened once more and Fiona saw her mother step into the room. She looked highly disappointed in her daughter. She thought that she raised Fiona a lot better than this. "Why are you still in bed Fiona?" she asked Fiona in a serious tone.
Fiona looked at her mothers face and felt guilty. Her mother and friends were just worried for her and yet she wouldn't listen to any of them. "H-he won't talk to me anymore," she said shaking slightly at remembering how cold her was to her.
The next thing that her mother said to her completely took Fiona off guard. "I don't see you doing anything about it Fiona. Are you just going to wallow in your self-pity or are you going to try and do something useful?" she asked rather coldly as she took a seat next to Fiona.
"I have tried talking to him. I have called him over and over again but he just won't talk to me. I tried to do something that would actually help him and now he hates me for it," Fiona said as another tear fell down her eyes.
Her mother sat down on the bed next to Fiona and hugged Fiona slightly. "What could you have done that could possibly make him act like this to you Fiona?" she asked softly not being able to find it in herself to be angry at Fiona for acting the way that she was.
"He trusted me with something, a secret. I saw him suffering because of it and I told someone that I thought would be able to help him. He feels like I betrayed his trust by doing so," she said crying into her mothers shoulder.
"Is there anything wrong with trying to help someone you know is suffering?" her mother asked Fiona and she shook her head. "Then why are you just sitting her crying over it when you can try to talk to him and explain yourself? You shouldn't give up because of this. You two love each other so you should try talking it over or you'll end like me and your father," her mother said with a small smile.
"You're right," Fiona said feeling bad about making her mother worry so much. She'd been acting like a baby up till now. "I really need to talk to him," she said and saw her mother smile and nod her head before standing up.
"First I think you need to get yourself cleaned up and get something to eat. You're going to get yourself sick if you keep this up," she said and then left the room shortly after so that Fiona could pull herself together.
Fiona got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom for a much needed shower since she hadn't done so in a couple of days. It felt very relaxing on her sore muscle and by the time that she was finished, she felt ready to finally confront Van.
She walked over to her desk and grabbed a piece of paper. 'If he won't talk to me in person, maybe he will at least read a letter if I send it to him,' she thought as she started to write down words that came from her heart. She just hoped that he would read it when it was finished.
By the time that Monday came around, Van had yet to speak with Fiona. It was partly because of his anger but also because of other problems he was having. Most of them having to do with Amy.
He was relieved when he was told his mother woke up on Sunday. After that, Amy came over and wouldn't leave him alone. It was almost as if she would do anything to have sex with him. He just couldn't do that if he wasn't in love with her. It wouldn't feel right to him.
Fiona tried to call him several times but he just wouldn't answer her calls. Yet he felt so bad for doing so. His parents weren't supposed to be involved. If Hiltz found out that they knew, then he would ruin them. Van couldn't allow that to happen. That was why he kept it a secret for so long.
He can't say that he didn't want to talk to her because he wanted to talk to her so desperately. Yet he felt betrayed because she told those that weren't supposed to know. He had all the faith in the world in her. He would trust her with his life. Yet she betrayed that trust.
Van leaned back on his bed just staring up at the ceiling. He had no sleep the previous night and it showed with how bloodshot his eyes were. He could barely stand up and hadn't eaten in several days. He just didn't care though.
Amy came barging into the room the next second in a fury and stormed over to Van. "Oh come on Van! What's with you these past few days? You told me your mother was going to be alright so why are you still acting like this?" Amy yelled at her non-caring boyfriend.
Van just turned away from her. Her father was the cause of his problems after all. "It's nothing. I just haven't been feeling too good these past few days. Can you please just leave me alone?" he asked her in a tired voice.
"Of course you're not feeling good! You're not exactly eating much and I'm pretty sure you haven't slept! So what the hell is wrong with you?" she screamed out at him but grew more annoyed when he wouldn't do anything but stare at the wall next to his bed.
Suddenly the door to his room burst open and Irvine stormed into the room. To say the least he was very pissed off. He never took very lightly to those who'd hurt Fiona the way that Van did.
Van sat up in his bed to ask Irvine why he was here but before he could even get a word out of his mouth, Irvine punched him hard across the face sending him falling face first into the bed. 'I know what he's mad about,' Van thought just remaining the way that he was.
"What the hell is your problem Irvine?" Amy yelled rushing to check on Van but saw that he was just fine. "Why'd you hit him? What'd he do to you?" she asked as she stared at the furious man before her.
With a very serious look on his face, Irvine pointed to the door. "Leave!" he ordered her in such a cold tone that left little room for argument. He saw her open her mouth to speak. "Leave!" he yelled again because he was about to seriously chew Van out for his behavior.
Amy just grunted as she walked out of the room. "Fine, see if you can knock some sense into him. He's been acting weird anyways. Meanwhile I'm going to the mall. I have prom shopping to do," she said throwing her hair over her shoulder before leaving the room completely.
When she was gone and Irvine heard the sound of her car pulling away from the house, he turned his full attention to Van. "Where the hell do you get off treating Fiona like that Van?" he asked grabbing the front of Van's shirt and hoisting him up so the two of them were face to face.
"Don't yell at me about it! Maybe you should talk to her!" Van yelled pulling himself out of Irvine's grasp. "She's the one who had to open her big mouth and tell my dad what was going on!" Van yelled crossing his arms over his chest.
"Ever thought that maybe she was doing it for you Van? That she was trying to help you through this horrible time you're going through?' Irvine yelled growing more frustrated by the minute. He was actually glad that Fiona did what she did.
"They weren't supposed to know. Do you even know what Hiltz will do if he finds out that they knew the truth. He'll ruin my dad, his company, and in the process hurt my mother as well. I was trying to avoid that and she knew that and still told him!' Van yelled finally letting out the frustration that had been building up the past few days.
"Personally I think that she did the right thing in telling them! At least this way there is a chance for you to get out of it!" he yelled punching Van once again hoping to knock some sense into the dense boy.
"What's the point of getting out of it if my family will have to suffer because of it? I love Fiona more than anything in the world but I will put the welfare of my family before all else!" Van yelled swinging back and hitting Irvine in the cheek just like how Irvine had done it to him a few seconds before.
"What about Fiona? You're parents consider her family and yet you are still hurting her as well. She doesn't say it but she suffers because of this Van! Probably just like you are!" he yelled taking a step away from Van and running a hand through his messy hair.
Van just groaned and fell onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. "She still didn't have to tell them Irvine. She didn't have to betray my trust in her by pulling that stunt," Van said finally calming down as a hand ran across his face as he started to grow frustrated with himself.
"Ever thought of maybe asking her why she did what she did?" Irvine asked as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "Ever think that she had a good reason to do so?" Irvine asked clenching his hand into a fist.
Van stared up at the ceiling and didn't bother to respond. He felt bad enough as it was for ignoring her but he was just too angry to actually talk to her. He wished things hadn't turned out the way that they did.
Irvine shook in anger but took a deep breath and managed to calm down a bit. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out of it. "I don't even see why she bothers to put up with you. Let alone write you this," he said throwing the envelope at Van's feet before walking out of the room before he murdered Van.
Van sat up and stared at the envelope and gently picked it up. 'Even with how I've been treating her, she's still trying to talk to me,' he thought walking over to his desk and he just sat down without doing anything.
He stared at the envelope contemplating whether to read it right then, wait till later, or just not read it. He knew that the last option was out of the question. Fiona was trying so hard to contact him; he figured the least he could do was hear her out.
Van decided and lifted the envelope and opened it. He pulled the letter out of the envelope and read it. The more he did, the harder his heart constricted in his chest. 'I really have been a jerk,' he thought going over the letter once more.
'Dear Van,
I'm sorry if what I did upset you so much. Even before I decided to tell your father, I knew what it would mean and how you would react. Yet I still went through with it. Despite knowing how you were going to react, it still hurt so much. Getting hit by that car ten times over wouldn't come near the amount of pain I'm feeling about this.
Even if I could change time and go back to stop myself from doing what I did, I probably wouldn't be able to do it. I feel what I did; I did for the right reasons. I saw how you were truly hurting that night as you cried for me about your mother. I saw the pain in your eyes. I felt that pain myself which is why I felt I had to tell them.
I betrayed your trust in me not to tell them and I know this is my punishment. I didn't just do this for myself. No matter how much I wish I could be that selfish, I did it all for you. No matter what your choice is concerning this, I will always love you. Even with me, I hope that this might help you gain the freedom you deserve. You deserve the choice of being with who you want and not just what is placed upon you.
I sometimes wish that none of this ever had to happen so that it would never put either of us into this position. I wonder how things could have been if you'd never met Amy when we first met. Maybe it doesn't matter because you can't change the past. But I hope I could've given you a better future even if I'm not a part of it. I just hope you can forgive me some day.
I'll love you always,
Fiona'
Van kept reading the note over and over. 'She knew how I'd react and yet she still told him? Why would she do something like that?' Van asked himself as a tear actually fell from his eye. 'I should have let her talk,' he thought slamming his head down on the desk.
Van suddenly stood up quickly and after taking a quick shower and grabbing a bite to eat, he left the house in a hurry. The strange thing was that he wasn't going to Fiona's house. He knew of something better he could do.
Van drove into the city and headed towards his father's office where he knew his father was currently working. He reached the building and raced into it and without greeting anyone like he normally did, he just got into the elevator and rode it to the top floor.
Van stepped out of the elevator and rushed towards his father's office. Without even knocking, he pushed the door open and walked into the room. He immediately saw his father at his desk looking over some documents.
Dan looked up form the papers and saw his son standing there looking a little ragged. "Is there something I can help you with Van? Have you finally come to your senses?" Dan asked seriously since he still had the events of that day still fresh in his mind.
Van walked over and took a seat across from his father. "Is there anything you can do about it? Was what Fiona did in vain or can you actually help me?" Van asked seriously while also looking rather guilty.
Dan gave a weak smile as he watched his son. "I wasn't even aware of some of the things that he has on you until Fiona told me about them. Because of that, I have no knowledge at the moment of what I can do to help," he said with an upset sigh.
Van groaned as he slumped down into the seat and turned to stare out the window. "So what you're telling me, is that you can't help me at all?" he said closing his eyes figuring that he might never be able to give Fiona what she deserved. He forgave her and now wanted to make her happy just like she tried to do for him.
"I'm not saying that at all. I'm just saying that I don't have enough knowledge of these events to find some way to get you out of them," Dan said handing Van the file he'd been looking over before Van came in. "The events were done illegally without my consent but it affects the business nonetheless," he said as Van took the folder.
"The key is to find something to use against him. It might make him drop what he has on you. Unfortunately, as ruthless as he is, he runs a pretty clean business. But even the cleanest of things can have their dirty side, the key is finding them," Dan explained when Van was finished looking it over.
Van sighed as he handed the folder back to his father. "Do you think there is any chance of finding something? Also why were you looking this over even before I asked about it?" Van asked curiously.
"It not only affects you but the company so it is my duty to look it over and try to set things right. I can't allow this to get out or it could ruin the company and put many people out of a job. I am sure that there is something we can do though. you just need to be patient," Dan said with a smile as he placed the folder back into a cabinet.
Just as he did that and was about to sit down, the door to the room was thrown open and a man with red hair stepped into the room. Van sneered at his presence but tried to not bring attention to himself. Dan was surprisingly calm about him being there.
"Good Morning Hiltz!" Dan asked too cheerfully for Van's taste. "What can I do for you this fine day?" Dan asked standing up and walking over to Hiltz. He held out his hand to shake Hiltz's hand out of kindness but them man didn't even try to return the gesture.
Hiltz did probably the rudest thing that either of them ever saw. He just ignored Dan and then sat down in his seat behind the desk and placed his feet on top of it. "Nice place you got here," he said thumbing through the things on top of the desk. "Oh good morning Van. What are you doing here?" he asked the youngest of the men in the room.
"We were just talking about how he was going to inherit this place after I retire. I want to make sure that he's completely ready for it when the time comes," Dan said clearly annoyed with Hiltz's behavior but he didn't voice it out and just kept up a smile on his face.
Hiltz put on a face that made it look like he was interested when in fact he was anything but interested. "Interesting. I'm interested to see what you can do when you take over this place Van. I'm sure that there will be a lot closer of relations between our two companies then since you're dating my daughter. Probably you two will even get married," he said with a suggestive smirk.
Dan saw Van tense up again and put a hand on his shoulder. "Van, Hiltz and I have some business to take care of. We'll have to finish this later," he said hoping to get Van out before a confrontation occurred. Even before knowing, Dan knew that Van hated Hiltz and he couldn't blame him for that.
"Yes dad. I have some business that I need to take care of anyways," Van said grateful that they had the day off of school that day. It meant that he had more time to look for Fiona since she wasn't at home when he called earlier.
Hiltz just smirked at Van. "Nonsense Van. Have a seat. We just have a few things to discuss," he said indication the seat across from him. He was way too confident for the other two men in the room. It drove both of them nuts.
"That's ok. I really do have stuff to do. I have to go talk to Irvine about something then I have to also talk with your daughter. I think I angered her earlier," Van said with a cheesy smile trying to act as naturally as possible. He lied about it but he only lied about the Irvine part, he really did need to get back on Amy's good side or things could happen and Hiltz would get suspicious.
Hiltz leaned back and entwined his own fingers with each other. "Well then, maybe I really shouldn't keep you. You shouldn't get on my little girls bad side anyways," he said indicating the door.
Van was becoming more and more pissed at him that day. He was acting as if he owned the place. Barking out orders and thinking that he could get away with anything that he wanted to do. "Very well," he said with a slight smile before he walked out the door without another word.
Van was all too glad to get out of that office when he did. He walked calmly out of the office but once the door closed, he broke out in a run towards the elevator. Unfortunately a voice brought hi to a halt. "Van, can I talk to you for a second?" the voice of Viola asked as Van groaned.
Van walked over to her desk and leaned against it. "Is there something you need because I'm in a bit of a hurry to get out of here," Van said bouncing around on his heels. He wanted to go before Hiltz and his father were done with their meeting.
Viola just looked at Van for a second before grabbing a small notepad. "Listen, I want you to take something downstairs to my sister Rosa. It's on your way so it shouldn't be much of a problem," she said as she wrote out a bit of a long message. It was a minute or two before she finished it and handed it to Van. "Thanks," she said before getting back to her work.
Van grabbed the note and rushed towards the elevator once again. 'The sooner I get away from that man the better. I hope he doesn't go with what he said. I don't want to be the one to hurt Fiona anymore,' he thought as the elevator came to a stop and started to open.
The door wasn't even completely open before he squeezed inside of it and pushed the button for the bottom floor and then continued pushing the button to close the door as quickly as possible but it just seemed to want to close as slowly as possible.
Luck didn't seem to be with him that day because just as the door was starting to close, a hand placed itself inside of it and the door forced itself open again and much to Van's displeasure, Hiltz stepped into the elevator.
Hiltz just smirked as he pressed the button for a different floor and leaned against the back wall. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to get away from me. Now I'd that Van?" he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.
Van felt like shooting himself then and there. "I was just trying to get on with my business. Viola kind of kept me a few minutes and I was in a hurry before then," Van said trying to put on his calmest voice. He always found it unnerving whenever Hiltz took guesses to what he was actually doing.
"I see," Hiltz said although you could tell that he really didn't believe it. "Since you're going to the prom with my daughter Van, let me make several things clear to you. I want you to give my daughter whatever she wants. If she asks you, you'd better do it," he said with a cold tone in his voice.
Van just couldn't figure this guy out. Most parents would discourage the type of behavior he was suggesting but Hiltz was encouraging it. Van knew what Amy wanted but he didn't know if he could go through with it. "I-I'll try," Van stuttered slightly as his heart pounded furiously in his chest.
"There is no try with me Van. It is either you do or you don't. But we both know you don't have that second option. Now tell me something, does your father know anything about what's going on? What about my daughter? She better not know anything either," he said staring straight at Van as he tried his best to keep calm.
"Amy doesn't know anything. As for my father, I haven't said a word to him but he would get suspicious if I act strange about things relating to your daughter. He might end up guessing," Van said as his heart sped up a few paces. He was glad he wasn't lying completely either. He didn't say a word about it to his father about it, Fiona did.
"Well don't let him guess either. I wouldn't want that information to get out or your family will lose everything. I'll feel bad if that happened," he said although his voice didn't hold any feelings of guilt about it.
Much to Van's relief, the elevator came to a stop on the bottom floor and the two of them get off. I promise I won't tell him anything," Van said in a surprisingly calm tone. 'Especially since he already knows,' Van thought with a bit of amusement that he was able to hide.
Hiltz looked at Van as if he was studying him looking for any sort of lie in it. Unfortunately for him, Van was always able to lie pretty good if needed. He had to learn to keep up with what Hiltz was doing to him. "Good,' he said before walking in a different direction than Van was going.
Van breathed out a sigh of relief at being free from that man's presence. 'Why did that meeting have to be short? I could have avoided that if it was short,' he thought walking towards the front desk where Rosa was sitting. "Viola told me to give this to you," he said handing her the note.
Rosa smiled and took the note gently into her hands. "Why thank you Van. I've been waiting for this," she said with a bright smile before she opened up the letter and all her attention was away from Van.
When Van reached his car, he was glad that he didn't have to worry about Hiltz popping up out of nowhere and ruining the rest of his day. 'Now to beg for forgiveness from Fiona,' he thought pulling out of a parking space and started in the direction of her house hoping she was home.
Van pulled up to the house about twenty minutes later and ran up to the door and knocked on it. It was opened a few seconds later to the face of Fiona's mother. "Hello Van," she said a bit seriously. She was upset with him right then so she wasn't quite her normal friendly self.
"Um… hello Mrs. Lynnette. I was wonder if I can talk to Fiona," he said and saw her give a look asking why he should let him talk to her. "I… came to apologize to her. I was acting like a jerk when she was only trying to help me," he said looking towards the ground.
Fiona's mother suddenly smiled and opened the door all the way. "Good to hear you admit that. Unfortunately she isn't here right now. Moonbay took her to the mall earlier today and they haven't come back," she explained giving an apologetic look as well.
Van groaned and hung his head. Suddenly it snapped back up and he had a smile on his face. "Thank Mrs. Lynette. I think I will go look for. Please tell her I came by if she comes home," he said already rushing to his car.
He quickly jumped into his car and sped away. Even though he was going far over the speed limit, he didn't seem to get pulled over as he raced to the mall. Besides nearly running over several people, Van made it there without many problems.
Van jumped out of his car and started to walk into the mall while trying to think of something to say to Fiona. 'I'm sorry Fiona,' was his first thought. 'No, just too plain,' he thought with a sigh. 'Please forgive me, I was a big jerk,' he thought but shrug at it. He had no idea what he was going to say to her. He at least hoped that she would forgive him.
Van was brought out of his thoughts when he noticed how crowded the mall was that day. 'Damn it! This is going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack!' he mentally cursed at himself. He ran a hand through his currently messy hair and just started to search.
"You know Fiona," a voice said from behind him and he cautiously turned around to see Moonbay and Fiona walking in the opposite direction. "You're too lenient with him. If he ever wants forgiveness, I suggest that you make him grovel to do so," Moonbay suggested with a smirk as Fiona giggled.
Van groaned hoping that he wouldn't really have to go through all that. 'What the hell am I thinking? If it means getting her back then I would do just about anything,' he thought running a slightly different direction that lead to where they were going without anyone seeing him.
Van snuck into a small passage that no one really used. He looked out of it and saw the two of them approaching the area. Just as they were passing by, Van reached out and grabbed Fiona's arm pulling her into the small alley area.
Fiona was about to scream when a hand was placed over her mouth and it turned her head so that she was looking into the eyes of Van. "What are you doing Van?" she asked a little stunned by what had just happened to her.
Van carefully looked out and it didn't appear that anyone noticed what he'd done to Fiona. Although he could see Moonbay currently looking around for Fiona without much luck. "I wanted to talk to you," he said softly staring into her eyes.
Fiona was a bit speechless. First he wouldn't talk to her and now he just dragged her out of the way and was demanding to speak to her. She could feel her previously hurt heart already feeling better.
"I'm sorry Fiona. I acted like such a jerk to you and I'm sorry about that. I know you were only trying to help so it just makes me feel even worse about what I did. I hope that you can forgive an ass like me," he said looking towards the ground.
Fiona smiled slightly. She saw that he was truly sorry and it warmed her heart to no end. "No, I can't forgive an ass," she said and saw his head drop and just smiled more. "But I can forgive you Van," she said before kissing his lips quickly.
"Are you sure Fiona? I don't want you to regret this later. If you want I'll just go out there and yell out to everyone how I love you," he said with a small smile when he saw her blush slightly at his statement. "Forget everyone! We can just leave and never look back," he said and honestly believed it himself.
"As much as I would love for that to happen, I couldn't put your family through it. I probably put you family through enough as it is for telling your father. Like I said before, I'll be patient and wait for that day," she said kissing him again.
"It seems like such a long time from now," Van said entwining his fingers with Fiona's. "I wish everything would just end already. That way this secrecy could end. You deserve much more than that," he said sadly. But he never took his eyes off of Fiona.
"I'm not so sure about that but well wait as long as it takes. You're father's helping us now so it might not take as long as we thought," she said leaning up again and kissing Van again.
Van caught Fiona around the waist and pulled her as close to him as possible. His lips hungrily devoured her own. His tongue came out and licked her lips and her mouth opened and their tongues clashed fiercely with one another. Van's free hand lightly stroked up and down Fiona's arm.
Fiona pulled back when the need for air required it. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing rather heavily. "I like it when you kiss like that," she said wrapping her arms around his neck and giving feather light kisses to him.
Van pulled back and smirked at her. "Well maybe I can do a lot better than that. There just isn't enough passion with her so I don't know how good I actually am. Maybe you can help me," he said making Fiona giggle slightly. he leaned down and captured her lips again in a much more passionate kiss if it was even possible.
Fiona had never felt like this before. Van was making her do things she wouldn't normally do. The excitement of what they were doing was not lost on her. They were basically making out in a public place. She knew they should be a little more careful but she was enjoying herself too much to want to stop.
Van pulled away but never let go of Fiona. "I'm going to head out to my car. Go to the main parking lot in twenty minutes. It'll be easy to see. My mother woke up a few days ago so we'll go see her and then I'm going to take you somewhere tonight. Screw the consequences," he said kissing her lips once again.
"That sounds nice, I'll see you then," she said reluctantly pulling away and walking out of the entrance to the area they were in. 'Good thing it was dark in there or someone would have easily seen us. For some strange reason, that's exciting me though,' she thought with a smile.
"Well you two sure seemed to be enjoying yourselves," Moonbay said as she waited right next to the opening. It hadn't taken her very long to realize where Fiona had gone to and why she was there. She just waited patiently for their little apology to be finished with before she would drag Fiona away.
"Oh sorry Moonbay. He just pulled me in there all of a sudden. I just couldn't pull myself away though. He apologized though and I'm happy for that. Now things are back to normal," she said with a smile with her face tinted pink slightly.
"I'm telling you Fiona. You should have made him beg a bit more before you accepted his apology. It would have been fun to see him squirming like that," she said with a laugh but it soon faded. "Better finish our shopping trip because you two have a date," she said pulling Fiona along.
A few minutes after that, Van walked out of the little space and walked in the direction of his car. He got to his car and only a few minutes after that Fiona came and quickly jumped into the car as well.
Van turned to look at her and pecked her on the lips before pulling the car out of the parking space. One hand remained on the steering wheel but the other clutched onto Fiona's hand tightly.
Suddenly a thought came to his mind. 'Damn!' he thought knowing that this would ruin the night for the two of them. "Um… we have a bit of a problem Fiona," he said with a nervous chuckle. He knew she was understanding but he didn't want to ruin their night.
Fiona turned to look at Van and had a bit of a bad feeling. "What wrong Van?" she asked softly as she clutched his hand a little tighter. Somehow she seemed to know what was going through his mind. "Does it have to do with Amy?" she asked nervously but with determination.
Van just nodded his head sadly. "I went to talk to my dad earlier and ran into Hiltz. I wanted to get away and came up with an excuse that I needed to talk to Irvine and then apologize to Amy about a fight we had. If I don't do that and he figured out, then he will get suspicious," Van said with a small whine.
Fiona looked at him with a sad smile. Her hand reached out and gently caressed his cheek. "You need to do what you need to do. Please just make it quick," she said and he nodded and kissed the palm of her hand.
"I'll drop you off at your house and then come to pick you up when I'm finished. I want to be truthful about something else Fiona. Also when I met with Hiltz, he's making me do something that I know will affect on our relationship,' he said looking really sad about it.
Fiona's heart clenched tightly in her chest. Every time that man made Van do something, it never meant any good to Van or those around him. She was almost afraid to hear what it is that he had to say.
Van pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned towards Fiona. "On the night of prom, he wants me to do whatever Amy tells me to do. Unfortunately I know what she'll want and I just can't give that to her," he said taking her hands in his shaking ones.
Fiona looked towards their interlocking hands sadly. "So what you're saying is that she'll want you to have sex and you can't do anything about it?" she asked in a shaking tone. The thought of the man she loved the most doing that with someone else scared Fiona worse than death.
Van reluctantly nodded his head. "I don't know what to do Fiona. To tell the truth, I'm still a virgin and I would rather lose that to someone like you than her," he said honestly although he didn't know why he said that.
Fiona blushed from head to toe at his statement. "Me too Van. But I would rather have our first time be special. I want the timing to be perfect. I know you'll make the right decisions concerning this. You'll think of some way around it," she said caressing his cheek again as he started to drive again.
"I sure hope so," he said as they pulled up to her house. "I'll be back in as soon as possible. I want you to be ready for me when I get here," he said as she nodded kissing him and then jumping out of the car.
Van sadly drove away from Fiona's house and towards a less pleasing destination. He just hoped that Hiltz wasn't there and everything would go smooth enough so that he could get out of there as quickly as possible.
He pulled up to the mansion and got out of the car. He walked slowly to the door and knocked on it. The door suddenly flung open after that and Amy dived into his arms nearly knocking him over. "Hey Amy," he said trying to sound as happy as possible.
"Good, you're here," she said happily pushing him into the house and up to her room. Nice to see that you've finally stopped moping around about what happened to your mother. Irvine finally knocked some sense into you," she said closing her door when they were in there.
Van turned towards Amy and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, about that. I'm sorry if I was acting like a jerk then. I'm just going through a rough time right now," he said apologetically hoping that she'd buy it.
Amy just smirked and approached Van. "Of course I forgive. A relationship can't work if the two can't forgive each other for their mistakes. I know of a good apology," she said before pushing Van down onto the bed which he happened to be standing right next to. She climbed on top of him and straddled his waist.
'Oh shit!' Van thought as he felt his body react. He couldn't help how his body reacted but he could help how his mind reacted. 'Alright, think cold thoughts. Arctic, snow, ice water, Irvine in a bikini. Alright, that works,' he thought as his body settled down and he grabbed Amy and flipped them over.
Amy smirked suggestively. "So you like to be in charge. I always pictured you as that type of guy," she said with a smirk but it faded when he got off her. "Hey! What're you doing?" she asked him.
"Sorry but I got plans with my family tonight," he said and then saw her open her mouth which was most definitely to protest. "Which I can't get out of so don't try to make me change my mind," he said before walking to the door.
"Then why did you come here? Don't tell me it was just to apologize!" she yelled at him and saw him just nod his head at her. That just set her off even more. "Why do you keep doing that? Why do you keep turning me down?" she yelled at him to reach the floor.
"You just have bad timing. Listen I don't want you to get mad at me. I've just been really busy these last few weeks and I just don't have the time for things. Please forgive me about that but it isn't in my control," he said with a sigh as he stared towards the ground.
Amy groaned and fell onto the bed. "Fine! I have other things to do before the day ends as well. I can't wait to show you the dress I got for prom. It is at the end of the week. It's going to be so much fun," she said with happily.
Van mentally sighed. The dress was all that she'd been going on about since she first got it. "I'm sure that I'll love it when I see it. But you won't let me so I'll just be going. We each have a lot of things to do," he said kissing her quickly before leaving. He hated doing that to Fiona but he didn't want to draw attention to himself.
Van was all too glad to get out of the house when he did. He never would understand Amy and her obsession with wanting to have sex with him. Sex without love was meaningless to Van. That was why he could only picture doing it with Fiona. At least they were in love. He cared for Amy deeply but just not in that way.
Van got in his car and drove to Fiona's house where he found her waiting on her porch. "Hop in so we can get there soon," he said with a smile as she did just as she was told. "To the hospital," he said happily as they drove off.
The night had been a blast for the both of them. His mother was nearly back to full strength and felt like she was ready to go home. Much to her dismay, his father wanted her to stay in for just a few more days.
The two of them then headed to a fancy restaurant but Fiona protested and they went for burgers on her recommendation. Van loved how she chose something they would both like. Amy only went for the fancy places but Fiona preferred things simple and fun.
The two of them walked into her house that night and Van brought up something that was on his mind since his visit with Amy. "Hey Fiona, you said you'd show me your dress first since we couldn't go together," he said with a smile as Fiona turned towards him.
"Oh yeah, I did say that. Fine then, just wait a few minutes while I go change. You're going to love it," she said as she ran up the stairs and into her room. Closing and locking the door behind her.
Van sat on the couch and just waited patiently in the silent room since Fiona's mother was visiting Van's mother since the two had formed a close friendship with each other since their kids were so close to each other.
About five to ten minutes later, Van heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs and stood up quickly and saw Fiona coming down. His eyes nearly fell out of his head upon taking in the sight that was the love of his life.
She came down wearing the most beautiful baby blue dress he'd ever seen. It looked like something that was made for her and only her. It went all the way down to her ankles. She had matching color one and a half inch high heels. It was modest in the front but showed a bit of her back. It had very little if any sleeves on it.
Fiona smiled when she saw Van's jaw drop nearly to the floor. She chose the dress because she knew he'd like it. Most would choose their dress for their dates but she wanted it for him and no one else. "Guess you like the dress," she said with a chuckle at his stupefied appearance.
Van finally managed to close his mouth and smiled broadly. "Stupid Thomas. He gets to go with you in this lovely dress and I'm stuck going with someone else. Life just isn't fair," he said with a sigh and his head fell in disappointment.
Van suddenly heard the radio come on and a soft tune playing on it. His head raised and he saw Fiona approached him. He immediately knew what she was doing. "Can I have this first dance Fiona?" he asked her holding out his hand.
"Of course you may," she said taking a hold of his hand and was pulled as close to him. Their bodies moved in sync with each other almost so naturally. It was as if this was the way it was supposed to be. They just knew each other inside and out. So they knew what the other person's next move would be.
"You know what Fiona," Van said as his hand gave Fiona's a squeeze. He saw her look up at him and he smiled down at her. "I hope you do win prom queen. Because if I win and you win, then we can get a free dance, no questions asked," he said with a smile as her face lit up.
Fiona couldn't help but release the biggest smile at the thought. To her, that truly would make the night complete. It would be the one time they could be with each other in public. No one would have to know the truth about them but they could still get their own dance in front of everyone.
Fiona smiled and leaned up capturing Van's lips in her own. "Up until now, I haven't even thought about that. Now that you mention the rewards of it, it just makes me want to win it even more. Either way, I want a dance from you that night," she said caressing his cheek.
Van placed his hand over hers with a large smile on his face. "If you want a dance, then I'll give you one. I don't care when or how, but I'll get you alone sometime that night and we'll dance as long as you want," he said kissing her once again as the song ended and they were to pull apart.
They didn't pull apart though. They just stared at each other and continue their dance as if the song hadn't stop. That was just the way that each of them wanted it to be. They could just continue on with each other with no worries in the world.
Van suddenly felt himself fall backwards when he accidentally hit the couch and Fiona fell with him landing right on top of him. They ended up kissing each other passionately. Neither knew what was going to happen.
Suddenly the doorbell rang breaking the two of them from their moment. Van groaned as the two of them were forced away from each other. He saw Fiona get up and walk to the door and he just went into the kitchen to get something to drink.
Fiona walked to the door and opened it coming face to face with the person that she was supposed to be going to prom with, Thomas. Good thing she only peeked her head out the door because she didn't want Thomas to see what she was wearing. She only wanted to give Van that honor. "Oh hello Thomas. What are you doing here so late?" she asked with a slight smile.
"H-hello Fiona," he said with a large blush on his face. "I just came over to see if you might want to do something. Prom is at the end of the week and I wanted to know if you wanted to do something," he said nervously like he always was when he was around Fiona.
"I'm sorry Thomas but I'm busy right now. I was just trying on my dress thought," she said although regretted it when she saw Thomas's face light up in delight. She just knew what was going to come next.
Thomas smiled bright as thoughts of what she could possibly look like in it. "Really? Can I see?" he asked like an excited kid who was just given a toy store for his birthday. To anyone who could see it, it would startle them greatly.
"Sorry Thomas but you can't see it until prom. Now I need to get back to something I was doing," she said with a smile as she softly closed the door. She was kind of grateful for the doorbell but it annoyed her that Thomas would come by this late at night. 'Who knows what might have happened if he hadn't shown up,' she thought with a slight blush.
A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around Fiona's waist and she immediately relaxed into them. "I keep telling you Fiona. That guy just doesn't know when to quit. He's one of the reason's that I want all of this to end," Van said kissing the back of her neck eliciting a slight moan from Fiona.
Fiona had a little trouble thinking straight with what Van was doing to her. She finally managed to find words despite this. "Are you jealous? What can you possibly be jealous of?" she asked with a small smile.
Van pulled away from Fiona with a frown. "You can't possibly not see it Fiona. The guy has the biggest crush on you. I know you wouldn't go but I think he is on the borderline to becoming a stalker," Van said seriously.
Fiona lightly hit Van's chest at his comment. "Thomas is just a friend to me. I couldn't possibly see him as more than that. Don't worry about him Van," she said as she leaned her forehead so it rested on Van's shoulder.
"I'll always worry Fiona. Until all this is over, everyone will see you as this single woman. Not to mention a very desirable woman. Not that I can blame them," he said with a slight chuckle that didn't seem to hold as much humor as it normally did.
"Like I said, don't worry. No one interests me like you do. I love you and no one else. You can trust me that I would never go to one of them," she said with a smile before pulling away slight. "Putting that aside, I'm going to get changed," she said heading up the stairs and into her room.
She came back down a few moments later in casual clothes. "I don't know about you, but I'm up to a movie. What do you say Van?" she asked with a smile as she joined him on the couch as rested her head on his shoulder.
"That sounds great to me. You choose the movie, and I'll go get the popcorn," Van said standing up and heading to the kitchen. He returned a few minutes later with a bowl in his hand and sat down next to an already awaiting Fiona. She snuggled up to him as the movie started and they just enjoyed the rest of the night.