Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Amanda helped me with
the first part of this chapter ... hugs Amanda ... thanks! Hope ya'll
enjoy ...
Chapter 35: Impact
Amanda looked back at Rae as Rae fought back the tears, "Good job Rae." Rae glared at Amanda, "Yeah, well, it's the truth. She wants to run off and be with that fuck again, let her." "Rae, why did you have to be so fuckin bitchy about it? There is no fuckin reason why you had to push her away again," Amanda yelled, drawing the attention from other hotel guests. "Again?! What the fuck do you mean, AGAIN?!" Rae growled and reached for her cigarettes in her pocket, but they weren't there, "I never fuckin pushed her away! She wanted to fuckin go with him!" "You know damn well, I didn't fuckin mean it like that. I know she wanted to go with him. I think that the both of you need to just sit down, and fuckin talk this out like the fuckin adults you are, or claim to be. I'm serious Rae, this shit has got to fuckin stop. I know you, and I know how much you love Heather, and if Brock ever did hurt her again, you'd be the first one to help her. If you just let her walk out of your life like this, you'll never be able to help her," Amanda said, hoping that Rae would listen to some sort of reason. Rae scoffed, "She doesn't want any fuckin help. She doesn't need it, she has that worthless piece of shit now," she replied her voice a little more calm. "Raechel Dawn Stefan. You know damn well and fuckin good that she needs our help. I hope like fuckin hell that Brock is serious this time, and won't hurt her, but she is pregnant. Do you really not want to see that baby ever again? I know I sure as hell do, and I don't want to be caught in the middle of you and Heather's fighting," Amanda said, trying to calm down as well. "Then go with her!" John looked at Rae in surprise, he couldn't believe she said that. "You know what Rae, I might just do that. I can't believe you could be such a heartless bitch now. I mean, just a few weeks ago, you were the one who was all for killing Brock. Why can't you just be happy for Heather? You know as well as the rest of us, that she's been miserable since we brought her back home," Amanda yelled, getting pissed again. Raechel's eyes went wide and she began seething, "Heartless bitch?! I can't be happy for her cus she's bein fuckin stupid! And I'm still all for killing Brock, but if she wants to choose him over the people who REALLY love her, then that's fuckin fine! I ain't gonna fuckin stop her! Let her fuckin go!" "Yes a heartless bitch. If you were still all for killing Brock, then you wouldn't just let Heather walk out of your life like you are. Do you think I'm happy that she's going back to Brock? Hell fuckin no, I'm not. She is one of my best friends though, so even if she's doing something I think could hurt her, I can tell her what I think, but I'm not just going to shut her out of my life just because I don't like the decision she made," Amanda yelled, as John and Randy just stood in shock, watching their girlfriends argue, like they've never seen them do. "I didn't turn MY back on HER! She fuckin walked away from me! She lied to me! After every fuckin thing we did, this is how she fuckin repays us?! It's fuckin bullshit Amanda, and you fuckin know it!" "I know it's fuckin bullshit. I never said it wasn't, but if you let her walk out on your friendship, you are turning your back on her. At least go up to her room, and try and talk to her. If she doesn't want to talk to you, then at least you can say you tried. Do you want to go the rest of your life, wondering whether or not you could have saved your friendship with her," Amanda said, as tears were starting to form in both their eyes. Rae sighed and wiped the tears away as they began to fall, "I can't. I can't go along with this. I'm fuckin sorry, but I can't try and talk to her now. It's fuckin over, I might as well fuckin deal with it. I know who's more important to her." "Rae, please. Don't let your friendship end over Brock. Swallow your pride and go and talk to her. If she slams the door in your face, then you will know. Please, just don't let her walk away angry at you," Amanda begged, wiping away her own tears. Rae sighed, "Amanda, I honestly can't do that. If this friendship was so important to her, she wouldn't have just said, 'Whatever Rae,' and walked away from me. I know it doesn't matter to her, and I'm not gonna make an ass of myself just to make you happy." "Fine Rae. Although, I think you're making a huge mistake. I can't make you go up and talk to her. Just think about this though, you just said that if this friendship was so important to Heather, she wouldn't have just walked away. Isn't that exactly what you're doing," Amanda said, as she and Randy headed up to their room. Rae growled and started toward the front door of the hotel, John followed after her, "Where are you going?" Rae scoffed, "I need a fuckin cigarette!" John sighed and quickly followed her out of the hotel.
Rae and Amanda had hardly spoken since their argument. Amanda had spoken to Heather, but Raechel didn't want to have anything to do with her at the moment. The group arrived in Ocean City, without Heather the following day. As they got out of the truck Rae grabbed her bags and started toward the front porch. Amanda just watched her go and sighed heavily. Randy took her bags for her and looked at Rae who was returning a hug from John; he had been trying to make her feel better since everything happened. Randy looked back at Amanda, "Honey, do you think Rae will get over this?" Amanda shrugged as they walked up onto the porch, "I don't know. She's stubborn as shit and usually holds a grudge for a LONG time." Randy shook his head, "She and Heather have been friends, all three of you have, for a good while, how can she just ignore that," he asked as they walked inside.
Rae sat down on her bed and looked around her room. Her eyes fell on a picture sitting on her nightstand. It was a picture of her, Heather, and Amanda sitting on the front porch of the house, before they had decided to actually kidnap the guys. All three of them looked so happy. Raechel took the picture frame in her trembling hands and looked down at it. Tears now began to fall freely. She sniffed and wiped her eyes just as John came walking into the room. He noticed her body shaking from crying and slowly walked toward her, "Rae," he began quietly. Rae quickly put the picture back on her nightstand and wiped the tears from her face. John walked over and sat down next to her on the bed. She looked up at him and John sighed heavily, "You okay?" Raechel shook her head and started crying again. John wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. She sobbed against his chest as he tried to comfort her.
Heather was sitting on her bed, looking at the same picture that caused Rae to cry. She sighed heavily and put it down on the bed next to her. She laid back and cradled her head in her arms. She lay there staring up at the ceiling, thinking about how angry Rae had been when she saw Brock in Heather's bathroom. Heather knew that Rae never liked Brock, but Brock and Heather were married. Rae should have been able to accept that, but for some reason she couldn't. Heather felt the tears begin to prick at her eyes and she sat up on the bed. She hugged herself as she started crying. Brock walked into the room, "Heather..." he stopped when he saw her crying. He quickly walked over and hugged her tightly. He didn't need to ask what was wrong. No matter how much Rae hated Brock, and no matter he disliked her, this was making Heather miserable, and he hated it more than he hated Rae. They were going to HAVE to make up somehow, not only Rae and Heather, but Brock and Rae. He was willing to start anew with the angry, young woman, but he had a feeling that she wouldn't be as willing. She was too stubborn for her own good sometimes, and in the time that Brock knew her, he could see that.
Rae stormed downstairs and out the front door, allowing the screen door to slam behind her. Amanda came out of the kitchen with Randy right behind her as John came running downstairs. Amanda looked at him, "John, what the hell happened?!" John sighed and looked at Amanda, "I said something about Heather." He groaned, "I shouldn't have mentioned her name." Amanda shook her head, "Look, Heather's your friend as well, and if you want to talk about her, you should be able to. Rae shouldn't go off like that." John sighed, "Whatever, I should still talk to her." Amanda shook her head again and placed her hand on John's shoulder, "I'll go talk to her." John and Randy watched as Amanda walked out of the front door.
Rae was sitting on the beach, watching the water crash against the shore. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and chin resting on her knees. Amanda walked through the sand and stood a few feet away from Rae. Raechel looked up at her and sighed, "What?" Amanda walked over and sat down next to her, "Rae, I know you're upset, but..." Rae cut her off, "I'm not upset, I'm pissed." She sighed heavily, "And I'm not as pissed at Heather as I am at myself." Amanda placed a hand on Rae's shoulder, "Rae... " "Don't say it." Amanda looked at her younger friend, confused, "Say what?" "I told you so." "I'm not going to do that, you're my friend." Rae groaned and looked up at Amanda, "If I wanna talk, I'll talk, okay?" Amanda nodded and then stood up. She started to walk back to the house, and looked back over her shoulder once to see Rae hiding her face, in her hands. She sighed and then continued on her way.
Author's Note: So, what are Rae and Heather going to do? Are they going to make up? Will Rae be able to ignore her hate for Brock and be happy for her friend?? Hmmm ... you'll have to wait ... REVIEW
Chapter 35: Impact
Amanda looked back at Rae as Rae fought back the tears, "Good job Rae." Rae glared at Amanda, "Yeah, well, it's the truth. She wants to run off and be with that fuck again, let her." "Rae, why did you have to be so fuckin bitchy about it? There is no fuckin reason why you had to push her away again," Amanda yelled, drawing the attention from other hotel guests. "Again?! What the fuck do you mean, AGAIN?!" Rae growled and reached for her cigarettes in her pocket, but they weren't there, "I never fuckin pushed her away! She wanted to fuckin go with him!" "You know damn well, I didn't fuckin mean it like that. I know she wanted to go with him. I think that the both of you need to just sit down, and fuckin talk this out like the fuckin adults you are, or claim to be. I'm serious Rae, this shit has got to fuckin stop. I know you, and I know how much you love Heather, and if Brock ever did hurt her again, you'd be the first one to help her. If you just let her walk out of your life like this, you'll never be able to help her," Amanda said, hoping that Rae would listen to some sort of reason. Rae scoffed, "She doesn't want any fuckin help. She doesn't need it, she has that worthless piece of shit now," she replied her voice a little more calm. "Raechel Dawn Stefan. You know damn well and fuckin good that she needs our help. I hope like fuckin hell that Brock is serious this time, and won't hurt her, but she is pregnant. Do you really not want to see that baby ever again? I know I sure as hell do, and I don't want to be caught in the middle of you and Heather's fighting," Amanda said, trying to calm down as well. "Then go with her!" John looked at Rae in surprise, he couldn't believe she said that. "You know what Rae, I might just do that. I can't believe you could be such a heartless bitch now. I mean, just a few weeks ago, you were the one who was all for killing Brock. Why can't you just be happy for Heather? You know as well as the rest of us, that she's been miserable since we brought her back home," Amanda yelled, getting pissed again. Raechel's eyes went wide and she began seething, "Heartless bitch?! I can't be happy for her cus she's bein fuckin stupid! And I'm still all for killing Brock, but if she wants to choose him over the people who REALLY love her, then that's fuckin fine! I ain't gonna fuckin stop her! Let her fuckin go!" "Yes a heartless bitch. If you were still all for killing Brock, then you wouldn't just let Heather walk out of your life like you are. Do you think I'm happy that she's going back to Brock? Hell fuckin no, I'm not. She is one of my best friends though, so even if she's doing something I think could hurt her, I can tell her what I think, but I'm not just going to shut her out of my life just because I don't like the decision she made," Amanda yelled, as John and Randy just stood in shock, watching their girlfriends argue, like they've never seen them do. "I didn't turn MY back on HER! She fuckin walked away from me! She lied to me! After every fuckin thing we did, this is how she fuckin repays us?! It's fuckin bullshit Amanda, and you fuckin know it!" "I know it's fuckin bullshit. I never said it wasn't, but if you let her walk out on your friendship, you are turning your back on her. At least go up to her room, and try and talk to her. If she doesn't want to talk to you, then at least you can say you tried. Do you want to go the rest of your life, wondering whether or not you could have saved your friendship with her," Amanda said, as tears were starting to form in both their eyes. Rae sighed and wiped the tears away as they began to fall, "I can't. I can't go along with this. I'm fuckin sorry, but I can't try and talk to her now. It's fuckin over, I might as well fuckin deal with it. I know who's more important to her." "Rae, please. Don't let your friendship end over Brock. Swallow your pride and go and talk to her. If she slams the door in your face, then you will know. Please, just don't let her walk away angry at you," Amanda begged, wiping away her own tears. Rae sighed, "Amanda, I honestly can't do that. If this friendship was so important to her, she wouldn't have just said, 'Whatever Rae,' and walked away from me. I know it doesn't matter to her, and I'm not gonna make an ass of myself just to make you happy." "Fine Rae. Although, I think you're making a huge mistake. I can't make you go up and talk to her. Just think about this though, you just said that if this friendship was so important to Heather, she wouldn't have just walked away. Isn't that exactly what you're doing," Amanda said, as she and Randy headed up to their room. Rae growled and started toward the front door of the hotel, John followed after her, "Where are you going?" Rae scoffed, "I need a fuckin cigarette!" John sighed and quickly followed her out of the hotel.
Rae and Amanda had hardly spoken since their argument. Amanda had spoken to Heather, but Raechel didn't want to have anything to do with her at the moment. The group arrived in Ocean City, without Heather the following day. As they got out of the truck Rae grabbed her bags and started toward the front porch. Amanda just watched her go and sighed heavily. Randy took her bags for her and looked at Rae who was returning a hug from John; he had been trying to make her feel better since everything happened. Randy looked back at Amanda, "Honey, do you think Rae will get over this?" Amanda shrugged as they walked up onto the porch, "I don't know. She's stubborn as shit and usually holds a grudge for a LONG time." Randy shook his head, "She and Heather have been friends, all three of you have, for a good while, how can she just ignore that," he asked as they walked inside.
Rae sat down on her bed and looked around her room. Her eyes fell on a picture sitting on her nightstand. It was a picture of her, Heather, and Amanda sitting on the front porch of the house, before they had decided to actually kidnap the guys. All three of them looked so happy. Raechel took the picture frame in her trembling hands and looked down at it. Tears now began to fall freely. She sniffed and wiped her eyes just as John came walking into the room. He noticed her body shaking from crying and slowly walked toward her, "Rae," he began quietly. Rae quickly put the picture back on her nightstand and wiped the tears from her face. John walked over and sat down next to her on the bed. She looked up at him and John sighed heavily, "You okay?" Raechel shook her head and started crying again. John wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. She sobbed against his chest as he tried to comfort her.
Heather was sitting on her bed, looking at the same picture that caused Rae to cry. She sighed heavily and put it down on the bed next to her. She laid back and cradled her head in her arms. She lay there staring up at the ceiling, thinking about how angry Rae had been when she saw Brock in Heather's bathroom. Heather knew that Rae never liked Brock, but Brock and Heather were married. Rae should have been able to accept that, but for some reason she couldn't. Heather felt the tears begin to prick at her eyes and she sat up on the bed. She hugged herself as she started crying. Brock walked into the room, "Heather..." he stopped when he saw her crying. He quickly walked over and hugged her tightly. He didn't need to ask what was wrong. No matter how much Rae hated Brock, and no matter he disliked her, this was making Heather miserable, and he hated it more than he hated Rae. They were going to HAVE to make up somehow, not only Rae and Heather, but Brock and Rae. He was willing to start anew with the angry, young woman, but he had a feeling that she wouldn't be as willing. She was too stubborn for her own good sometimes, and in the time that Brock knew her, he could see that.
Rae stormed downstairs and out the front door, allowing the screen door to slam behind her. Amanda came out of the kitchen with Randy right behind her as John came running downstairs. Amanda looked at him, "John, what the hell happened?!" John sighed and looked at Amanda, "I said something about Heather." He groaned, "I shouldn't have mentioned her name." Amanda shook her head, "Look, Heather's your friend as well, and if you want to talk about her, you should be able to. Rae shouldn't go off like that." John sighed, "Whatever, I should still talk to her." Amanda shook her head again and placed her hand on John's shoulder, "I'll go talk to her." John and Randy watched as Amanda walked out of the front door.
Rae was sitting on the beach, watching the water crash against the shore. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and chin resting on her knees. Amanda walked through the sand and stood a few feet away from Rae. Raechel looked up at her and sighed, "What?" Amanda walked over and sat down next to her, "Rae, I know you're upset, but..." Rae cut her off, "I'm not upset, I'm pissed." She sighed heavily, "And I'm not as pissed at Heather as I am at myself." Amanda placed a hand on Rae's shoulder, "Rae... " "Don't say it." Amanda looked at her younger friend, confused, "Say what?" "I told you so." "I'm not going to do that, you're my friend." Rae groaned and looked up at Amanda, "If I wanna talk, I'll talk, okay?" Amanda nodded and then stood up. She started to walk back to the house, and looked back over her shoulder once to see Rae hiding her face, in her hands. She sighed and then continued on her way.
Author's Note: So, what are Rae and Heather going to do? Are they going to make up? Will Rae be able to ignore her hate for Brock and be happy for her friend?? Hmmm ... you'll have to wait ... REVIEW