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Chapter 11: The sober truth

How could I be so stupid? Sam thought. He was laying on his bed, listening to Bowling for Soup's "Down for the count". I should have known that she'd get what she wanted and then get out. His thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. It can't be…

Twister woke up that morning with a note from Reggie next to him. He looked at the note. It read: "Check the ashes." At first, he didn't understand the note but when he thought about it, it made perfect sense. He stood up, got dressed, and ran out of his house. He looked over at the burned Rocket house and entered the remains.

It was weird being in the Rocket house while it looked like this. Twister had been in there so many times that he could just see it in his mind. Right in front of him it was like the whole thing repaired itself in his mind. But when he came back to reality, it was just a charred disaster.

He found a pathway on the collapsed staircase that led him up the stairs. He looked around at the burned hallway. It was obvious that Otto's room and Ray's room were totally destroyed. He noticed that Reggie's door was open. He poked his head into the room and saw Reggie sitting on what was left of her bed and holding the ruins of her diary. He sat down next to her and said, "it's weird being in here. After I've spent so much time in this house, it's gone. Everything, gone."

Reggie stayed quiet for a minute or so before she said, "You hurt me last night, Twist."

He was surprised b what she said. "Last night? Don't you mean yesterday morning?"

She shook her head. "No, I mean, last night. You said I was drunk…" Her voice was strangely calm.

"You were."

She stood up and headed towards the door. "I was sober enough to say no to Lars." She left her room and made her way down the stairs.

Twister ran after her and cut her off. "What do you mean?"

Reggie avoided eye contact with Twister. "He came on to me last night."

"I know, I saw you guys kiss."

"You don't get it, Twist!" She finally looked Twister in the eye with her watery eyes. "I went into his room with him. We got pretty far too. When he started taking off my shirt, it finally hit me what I was doing."

Twister seemed to be having a breakdown. "Look, Reg, you don't have to tell me this."

"I told Lars to stop. But he didn't want to listen. He was too drunk. I was about to give in when I accidentally escaped."

"How do you accidentally escape?"

"After a kiss, I said your name. Lars got pissed and let me go."

"You said my name?"

"Yeah, I did." Tears started streaming down her face. "It was then that I realized my mistake for breaking up with you." She dropped onto the ground. "I-I l-l-love y-y-ou, Twist."

Twister knelt down next to her and put his hand on the back of her neck. "You did not make a mistake. You deserved to break my heart. But it doesn't change the way I feel: I love you too." He sat down and pulled her up so she could sit on his lap and she cried into his shoulder.

"I-I wanted to make you happy last night. That's why I c-came on to you." She continued to cry.

"If you want me to be happy with you, then be the Regina Rocket that I fell in love with. Don't do anything that you wouldn't want to do."

She took her head off his shoulder and stared into his eyes. She leaned in and kissed him with full force.

Sam scrambled from his room to his front door and paused for a second. What if it is her? What am I going to do? I can't just fall into her trap again… He pulled open the door and said, with surprise, "Danny?"

Heather's older brother, Danny, was standing in the doorway. "Hey Sam."

"What's up? I sent Heather back on the plane yesterday."

"That's exactly what's up. She is back home. Why'd you send her back?"

"She wanted to help you guys at home, she wanted to go back."

Danny entered the house and shut the door behind him. "That's the thing. She wanted to go back but she wanted you to want her to stay. She is miserable without you."

"I miss her too. Look, I wanted her here but she needed to be there for you and your mom."

"Everything is fine there. I have a job to help out and my mom just started work, Heather doesn't have to be there. She is loved but we want her to be happy."

"What am I supposed to do? I've done so much for her already. I gave her a place to stay, I took her away from Jason when he kidnapped her, and I put Jason in jail, what more can I do?"

"Bring her back."

"Dad, I think that I'm going to go see how Reggie's doing," Otto said, heading towards the hotel door.

"Hold it!" Ray replied as Otto froze in place. "You're not going to pull that prison guard thing again and take her from Twister, are you?"

Otto sighed. He seemed really sincere. "I just want to check up on her, I'm going to bring her home, I went way overboard."

"Alright, as long as you realize that."

Otto left the hotel room and started up his Mustang to head to Twister's house.

Lars opened the door and said, "What is this, the dork hangout?"

"My sister's here, you moron," Otto explained. "She is here, right?"

"She went over to what's left of your house this morning, then Twist went over an hour or so later."

"Thanks, Lars, you were actually helpful for once."

"Don't get used to it." He shut the door in Otto's face.

Otto walked over to his house and put his hand on the doorknob.

Reggie and Twister were slowly moving farther and farther in their relationship at the bottom of the staircase. Twister's shirt was laying beside them as well as Reggie's. They were so engaged, they didn't notice the doorknob turning.

AN: Okay, I know that it is getting a little extreme but I'm sorta running out of ideas. I'm not sure when I'll have another chapter up. I'm in kind of an emotional state at the moment but I'll try not to let that keep me from writing. Please review!