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Eye of the Storm
Chapter Twenty One: The World Has Ended
To: blackphoenix
From: DannyEvans132
Subject:COME BACK NOW!
SANDY LILY TATE IF YOU DON'T COME BACK RIGHT NOW I AM GOING TO KILL MATHILDA SANCHEZ AND I AM PROBABLY GOING TO REGRET IT!
I'm serious Sandy. That girl is driving me nuts. Ooooooh, no, don't start laughing at me now missy, I bet your thinking "You found her, wanted to keep her with us, you deal!" Well, GUESS WHAT! I don't CARE!
Okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't've yelled. I know you can't come back. You've got Jamie and Blue and your boyfriend…Johnny, right? I should know, you've been rattling on about him for ages now.
No, wait a sec. This is about me, right? All my emails to you are about me soooo…GOD, SHE'S GONNA DRIVE ME NUTS!
I have no idea what a girl like Mathilda sees in that guy…remember Tyson Granger? Yeah, remember his brother, Hiiro? Year older than us, greyish blue hair, God of course you remember, you had a crush on him, you psycho, anyway…Mattie's going out with him. I mean, HELLLLOOO, THREE YEARS AGE DIFFERENCE?
Do something Sandy. He's gonna break her heart like he does with every other girl he dates. Talk to her, cos I sure as hell ain't getting anywhere with the whole "he's a bad guy for you" speech.
So, how are you?
And Holly? Max? Blue? Jamie?
Oh, and Johnny? How are things with him? Still hopelessly in love?
I hope not. You were terrible enough with Jamie, and he was loud, obnoxious and God it was so obvious you guys liked each other WAAAY before you figured it out. But I guess you guys were good together. Seems weird to have you rambling on about Johnny. But he sounds cool.
Waiting for your reply
Lots of love,
Danny Evans
P.S. Chris says hi.
I smiled sadly. Danny was one of my gang back in America, and all of them had kept contact since I had left, but it was never the same as being with them. Having Danny ramble about Mathilda, the orphan whom Danny had found and heroically saved from being raped in an alleyway, and the only one who could send Daniel Evans up the wall, was comforting. The Evans brothers, Chris being Jamie's ages, were by fault funny, loud and laid back.
As I sat in front of computer, perched on a comfortable chair, I let everything just float. Well, I dunno. I was in shock, sitting there and unable to process the fact Johnny had left me, but not only that…
He never loved me.
In a way, that hurt more than him leaving me.
But I still felt numb.
To: blackphoenix
From: SpykeBlack
Subject:HELP!
You've heard, haven't you? About Mattie dating Hiiro and Danny going crazy? Why has he gone crazy? You should know, right? You always know what and why things are going on, even if you haven't been here for two years. You do know, you have to know. So if you know, you can make it stop. So make it stop. I can't concentrate on hacking into databases when I have two hormonal teenagers screaming up and down HQ and God damnit, Sandy, HELP!
Scared and annoyed beyond wits,
Azure Black
It looks like the two had everyone annoyed and ducking for cover. It seemed even never-interested-in-anything-but-a-computer Azure "Spyke" Black was yelling for my help, and looking at the other emails, everyone was pretty much saying the same thing.
Over there, it never seemed to change. But here, it always changed, it never stopped changing. I was on a roller coaster, and I was heading for earth.
Well, I suppose I ought to do SOMETHING about Mattie and Danny. Then I could focus on my own love life. Or the lack of it.
To: DannyEvans132
From:blackphoenix
Subject:Complete idiot
Dear Mister Complete Idiot, I have reason to believe that you are quite possibly the blindest person on earth.
And before I address you problems, I am going to drop the formal speech and ramble about myself.
I hate life. I hate school. I hate Taniana and I hate the fact that you're there and I'm here. I hate Johnny, I hate Jamie and most of all, I hate myself.
I'm serious. I fucking hate myself. I only went and kissed Jamie during my birthday party and Johnny caught us and I went after him and then we had this huge argument thingy where he was really angry and I felt like crying and…
He never loved me.
That's what he said. He never…
Oh shit, I'm starting to feel something. I was numb before but—
At that point, I started crying. Like a dam had been lifted and floods of tears poured down my face.
And I've started crying. Okay, enough about me.
I'll put this simply and quickly cos I wanna go to bed and cry my eyes out.
You. Are. In. Love. With. Mathilda. Sanchez.
Okay? Stop, arguing, admit it, she'll fall into your arms and you'll be happy forever after.
I'm going to drown in my sorrows now.
Lotsa love,
Sandy
Clicking the send button and then switching off the computer, I dragged myself to my bed. It was four in the morning, the morning after the party and I lay sobbing on the bed. Sachi curled up in my arms, butting her head against my shoulder in a comforting way as I slowly cried myself to sleep.
"WILLOW!"
I yawned as I skidded effortlessly into the playground. Monday morning, I wasn't feeling much better and I had pretty much been avoiding EVERYONE. So boy was I in for some grilling.
"Hey," I muttered as Kara, Destiny and Mariah ran towards me.
"Girl, where HAVE you been?" Kara demanded, "I must've called five times yesterday and not once did you answer!" she huffed in annoyance.
I shrugged, "I…just…didn't feel like facing the world," I said.
"Didn't feel like facing the world?" Mirror asked with a raised eyebrow as she approached us.
"Major hangover," I lied, honestly I really didn't feel like telling anyone.
Destiny and Mariah rolled their eyes, totally buying it and walking towards the boys. However Kara and Mirror knew me WAY better and narrowed their eyes at me.
Scary.
After dragging me towards the big oak tree, they immediately began the interrogation.
"So, were you out all Sunday or something?"
"No,"
"At someone's house?"
"No,"
"I bet you were at Johnny's for an all day in bed fest thing!"
My breath hitched in my throat and I shook my head violently.
"Girl, that's so it!" Kara said triumphantly.
"Kara, shut up," Mirror ordered as she frowned at me. I was staring at the ground, biting my lip.
"Willow?" she said gently.
Stop.
"HEY JOHNNY!"
No…"Man, where have you been?" Tala asked cheerfully.
Don't look…don't look…"Willow, what's the matter?"
Don't look…Oh God, you're looking…"Willow, what happened?"
"Just around…" his eyes locked with mine. Violet eyes…cold, hard, emotionless…empty.
I quickly spun on my heels and walked away, ignoring my friends' calls.
Y'know, its one thing it cope with…well, heartbreak, but it I never considered what would happen when I saw him again. Its stupid, its not as if we don't have a class together, go to the same school, have the same friends.
Like it or not, I was going to have to deal.
When I was in America, I had a group of friends that were always there when I needed them…always there to cause trouble.
When I was in America, I was a badass rebel that no one could deal with unless they were exactly like me.
When I was in America…I was thrown into Detention Camp for a month just before moving to Japan.
I was Sandy Lily Tate. No one could handle me; no one wanted to go near me like I was plague or something.
Now I'm in Japan. I'm known as Cass, or quite simply Willow. A fresh new start, with my family and none of my old friends. Now Jamie and Sky are here, they're here and Johnny's left me and now…the past comes back to bite me in the ass.
Isn't that nice?
You've heard Jamie complaining. He was part of my group of friends. He knew the real me, the one who set our Headmaster's car on fire. Twice.
Needless to say, Holly was upset with me more often than she wasn't. I guess that's the only reason I've ever made an effort…my sister, my twin, my angelic half. But she's not angelic anymore, is she? She doesn't need me; she has two guys on the go and a whole group of friends to look out for her. After Detention Camp, I came to Japan and made friends with the hottest guys in town…and I stayed friends with them. And not once did they ever see the old me.
And that was about to change.
"Heya Will!"
I looked up, eyebrows raised at the twins' huge enthusiasm.
"Hey Fred, hey Nick," I greeted, looking back at my English coursework due in later today. I was in the library, somewhere that was starting to look like my hideout.
Er…did I just say that?
Man, I so need a life.
"What the heck are you doing here?" Fred asked in an amused, curious tone, him and his brother sitting down opposite me.
"Romeo and Juliet coursework," I grumbled, "I swear, if I have to see another sappy, lovey dovey, suicidal couple again I will slit my throat and end my tormented life, thank you very much,"
"Tormented life?" Nick echoed incredulously, "Is this actually coming from the girl who has it pretty good, right?"
"It looks like Willow, it sounds like Willow, soooo, its gotta be Willow,"
"Wow, you guys concluded that in…ten seconds? Well, okay, most people recognise their friends almost instantly, but that's an improvement for you guys," I grinned. They mock glared before grinning back.
"What can we say, we like to try," Nick said smugly.
I laughed, but it was short lived. There was not much you can to laugh about when you're pretty much heartbroken…hey, bad Willow, not supposed to be thinking about that!
"What's wrong Willow?"
"Huh?" I said in surprise, looking at the concerned faces of Fred and Nick Lewis.
"Something's wrong," Nick stated.
"Tell us about it," Fred prompted.
"Its…its nothing,"
"Willow…"
There is NO getting past those two.
THUMP!
Oh boy. Oh bloody great.
Y'know, Fred and Nick just HAD to be the first to figure out what happened, didn't they? They just HAD to demand the whole story from me then run off!
"Fred, NO!" I screamed.
No point. His fist still collided with a face I had been quite happily kissing a week ago.
"What the hell is going on?" Max demanded.
Hey, big bro, now is NOT the time!
Both redheads ignored him, Johnny driving a fist into Fred's stomach, causing him to double over in pain.
"You bastard," Fred snarled, gasping for breath.
"Do you even KNOW what's happening here?" Johnny retorted angrily.
"Yes he does, and would you STOP FIGHTING!" I yelled, hands clenched at my sides.
No such luck, I thought darkly as Fred was slammed against a locker, Johnny then reeling back as another fist collided with his face.
"Stop it!" Kara cried out. "Kai, Max, do SOMETHING!"
"I don't think that's a good idea," Max muttered, "Not until we know the full story,"
"YOU WANT THE FULL STORY?" Johnny yelled angrily as his back collided with another set of lockers. "Ask your whore of a sister!"
I stepped backwards in surprise. Hurt was the first emotion that flashed through me and stayed there, a black empty hole of hurt.
"HEY! DON'T TALK ABOUT MY SISTER LIKE THAT!"
He thinks I'm a whore…No.
No.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Fred yelled, his normally happy blue eyes narrowed in anger, "YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE TO CALL HER THAT!"
But he does.
He does.
CRASH! Fred was slammed against the locker yet again, only with a minor difference…Johnny's hand was wrapped around his throat, clenched tightly in anger.
Oh God.
"Tell them, Willow. Tell them what you did," Johnny snarled, his eyes never leaving Fred.
I took another step backwards.
"Go on,"
Fred choked, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to get oxygen into his body.
"Willow!" Nick yelled in panic.
"Johnny, let him GO!"
"I KISSED JAMIE!"
Silence. Total, inevitable, silence. The words tumbled out of my mouth in a rush, blind panic.
I took a deep breath, "I kissed Jamie. I was drunk. I'm sorry,"
Bright blue eyes flickered closed.
"LET HIM GO!" I screamed, and he did. Fred slumped against the lockers, sliding to the floor and taking rapid breaths. I ran to him, crouching next to him.
"There you go. Tell me I don't have a reason to call her a whore. Who knows how many other guys she's kissed while she was meant to be with me. Maybe she's even having an affair with Fred…"
Something snapped inside me.
My eyes darkened. All the hurt left. All that was left was…anger.
SMACK!
My hand stung as it connected with his cheek, his head snapping sideways, his violet eyes wide in surprise.
"Don't…you fucking bastard…" I snarled, "Never even bothered to mention that you cruelly broke my heart did you? You never loved me. You…never…don't lay a hand on my friends ever again!"
I turned on my heel, and ran.
The only thing I could do. Run.
"SANDY!"
As the others disappeared from sight, a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. Whirling around and ready to kill whoever it was, I froze.
"Blue?"
I all but whimpered.
"Hey there," Sky said softly, wrapping her arms around me. "Blue's not leaving now. Okay? Blue's staying for however long you want me to,"
I only managed a small smile in gratitude before all my systems shut down, and a wave of tears burst forward.
And I felt like the world had ended.
It was the worst then. The shock and hurt was still fresh, the anger and pain still coursing through my veins. The only things keeping me sane were my friends…Sky and Jamie.
I talked to Jamie. We decided it was a one off, drunk thing. We decided it was better to stay friends.
Sky stayed. Even transferred school. She's like that. Stay with her friends at their time of need. And I needed her. Needed her more than I will ever understand.
Fred and Nick. While not as dependent on them as I was on Sky, I still valued their friendship a helluva lot more than usual. They were my source of insane normality, where things were as they had always been: complete and utterly random, insane and just plain funny.
Johnny and I barely talked, and when we did it was to snap at each other, mutter things such as 'pass the blue pencil please,' and to work on our play. Of course, Johnny dropped out and became director instead, and Fred took his place. It still hurt to see him, to have fights with him at random intervals, but slowly the pain ebbed away, and all that remained was anger.
On the fifth of December, exactly two weeks later, everything changed.
Well, hope you enjoyed! There was a helluva lot of yelling in this chapter, but things are definitely gonna get interesting around here...especially when the past catches up with Willow...
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Chiya