A/n: It's half 3 in the morning. But I am seriously bored.
Chapter 3:
Logan looks a complete mess. His glasses are askew and he's got a black eye and a bloody nose. But he's still smiling broadly.
"Oh my god, Logan!" Shrieks a very shocked Daniella. She flings her arms around him and pulls her feet off of the ground so he's carrying her. "You poor thing!" She squeals. Logan seems to like the attention. He slides his arms around her embarrassedly, supporting her weight so she doesn't fall over.
"I'm fine..." He assures us all.
"You're not in hospital." Says Quinn in slight distaste. I think she wanted the fight to have resulted in maimed persons. She seems the sort of shallow girl who'll stand at the side, wait til it's over,and date the winner.
"Why did he do that?" I ask in disbelief. Chase - violent?
"He's Chase Matthews, does he need a reason?" Questions Logan. I get the feeling this sort of behaviour is normal for Scary!Chase. I, however, think it's totally out of line. Logan slowly places Daniella back on the floor, blushing like a tomato.
"I suppose that somewhere along the line this was my fault?" I sigh, sinking beside him. Logan nods and sits down next to me. Daniella instantly copying him.
"I told Chase I was glad you'd finally grew a spine and that you'd finally seen sense... that you deserved better. And he beat me up." What a jerk!
"Thanks for defending me Logan, but I can do it myself."
"Honey, would you rather it was you with the black eye and bloodied nose?" Quinn asks flicking her hair. Oh my god. She honestly believes Chase would hit me. Which means he probably would. OH MY GOD!
"I wanna kick his ass." I growl, I stand up and scout the yard. I wanna tear his head off. Lord help me if I find him whilst I'm still in this insane rage.
"Logan your shirt's all mucky. You'll have to take it off." Dana said eventually, blushing furiously. Logan looks awkward. Logan shy? Haha. What a concept. It's true. His shirt is smeared with blood. He cautiously removes it. WOW. Why is he a geek? He has like... the perfect body. Washboard stomach, muscular arms, amazining tan... I repeat: WOW! I can see why Logan in my world thinks he's so hot. He kinda is. Daniella seems to think so aswell.
"You're so brave!" She cries, cuddling him as though he's a war-struck hero. I admit, I'm almost envious of the preppy. How come her boyfriend is hot, AND nice.
"Well... I um... thanks..." He blushes. He slides his arm around her very apprehensively. He knows what we're all thinking. A geek like Logan Reese standing up to the school rebel? "I'm ok y'know." He says shyly.
"Well even so. To stand up to Chase Matthews!" The tall blond boy makes himself known again. "He's furious with you Zo..." He squeaks.
"Oh well, screw it. I'm not best pleased with him either." I huff.
"Zoey, I gotta get to geometry, take care of yourself." He hugs me tightly, before lollopping off. He's so tall he gangles.
"DUSTIN!" Yells another boy. He gives the boy a low five.
Wait a minute. That... that THING was my brother. My LITTLE Brother? No way Jose! He can't be. He's almost 7ft tall! Dustin was barely 4 ft 11. Oh my god!
"Well..." says a voice. "I'm glad you've finally seen the light Zoey. Perhaps this will turn you from the sinful life to which you have become accustomed."
"Oh get lost bible basher." Growls Quinn, taking her seat. I sit again. Michael is dressed in a robe. He looks like a minister. And it's true. He's wearing a silver crucifix round his neck and preaching to me! Oh good god! What is with this universe?
"Ah Quinn, I see you still dress like a lady of the night." Nice thing for a holy-man to say, isn't it? Quinn smiles.
"Glad ya noticed." She says, smiling sickly sweetly. Michael sits.
"Where's Nicole?"
"Nikki's probably still in bed." Giggles Daniella.
"Ah, but the question is." Quinn sips her low-fat milk. "Who's bed?"
"Cute Quinn, real cute. And if you must know. My bed." Nikki flops onto the bench. She's wearing the same clothes she was wearing yesterday, and they look distinctly more grubbier. "You're the only one who sleeps around."
"Do not." She huffs.
So I'm sat here, between a geek, an obsessive religious nut, a diva, a slob and a preppy. I'm used to some of them. Dana was a slob only not to such extremes as Nikki, Nicole was a preppy, only I can't believe I'm saying Daniella's worse, Logan was a diva. (Well... ish). Now everything's topsy turvy. I know who I want to talk to. Chase. My Chase. He's my problem solver. Girl-code states that Nicole and Dana have to be my best friends but there are some things I can't talk to them about. Chase is there for those things. He's my shoulder to cry on. I miss him and want to talk to him. But no. I had to go into some crazy parallel universe and lose him. I am so lame.
I fondle my cell phone. I didn't notice it yesterday, but my cell phone cover has changed. It's black and silver, with the words 'Die die die' across it. It's slight morbidity send me chills. Wow, a goth who's scared of death. I'm sick of being a goth. I want to ruin the BadGirl!Zoey reputation. After all I might be here a while.
"I wanna dye my hair." I say suddenly.
"Purple again?" Asks Daniella with a grin. "Or red! Or even pink! That'd rock." She gabbled.
"No Daniella..." I smile softly."I want to go blonde,"
"Oh no no no. Zoey, you are SO not ready for blonde." Says Quinn. "You can't go from black to blonde, you'll look stupid."
"Well the stuff she has in is semi permanent." Daniella muses. "If I stick her in the shower for a few hours, it should come out and go natural. What's your natural Zo?"
"Blonde." I say, glaring at Quinn, I would not look stupid as a blonde.
"Explains the fashion disasters. They say blonde's have no sense of style." She flicks her nails.
"Pensky if you don't shut the hell up I'll ram this spoon where the sun don't shine." Nicole threatens.
"Such blasphemy!" Michael protests. It takes me a moment to realise Nikki said 'hell' and I giggle.
"Come on Daniella. We're blowing off school today and fixing the hair." Well BadGirl!Zoey seems to skip school a lot, so I don't see any harm in a few last stands. Logan pushes his glasses up his nose and shakes his head. I can tell the thought of skipping school mortifies him. He's probably one of those geeks who's in love with Math. I try very hard (and am failing very miserably, mind you)not to roll my eyes.Daniella smiles wickedly.
"You could bunk off with us, Logan." She simpers.
"Nuh uh. No way. I have perfect attendance." He huffs. Daniella pouts. I can see him melting. Cute.
"Pleeeeeease?" She wheedles. He looks really awkward.
"I can't I... I... look I'm not... and I... oh with the puppy dog eyes!" He's blushing so bad it's almost unfunny, keyword almost.
"Daniella!" I bark. She jumps.
"Yes ma'am!" She salutes. "See you later guys... bye Logan." She twinkles her fingers in a very Nicole-ish manner. Ugh, your friends really shouldn't annoy you this much, I'm sure of it. I grab her arm and drag her to our room.
I run the shower on high. I take off my clothes and slide in. The warm water feels so good. Normally I hate hot showers, I prefer cold, nice and refreshing to wake me up and bring me back to reality. But right now, reality seems too far away. So instead I succumb to the relaxing heat of the water. It's sleep inducing, and the only thing keeping me awake is Daniella. She puts on an N sync album. Dana Cruz... and N sync? Okay so now I know this world is completely topsy turvy, Dana hates pop. I don't particularly mind.
"Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you." She grabs the shampoo bottle and sings into it.
"You don't wanna lose it again
But I'm not like them." She flicks her hair and does a twirl.
"Baby, when you finally
Get to love somebody." She closes her eyes and sinks and bobs to the CD. I giggle.
"Guess what." She winks.
"It's gonna be me."
"Oh my god!" I laugh at her.
"Oh my god yourself! Zoey you're turning blonde."
"Well... I'd be a bit alarmed if I was going ginger..." I scrub and scrub at my hair. The black dye runs down my very pale skin. I think Goth!Zoey needs some serious beach work. I'll work on my tan later. Right now I shall fix the hair. And the outfits. I'll have to 'borrow' something of Daniella's.
"Wow Zoey..." She breathes as I step out of the shower. I self consciously wrap my towel around me, just below the dagger tattoo.
"Hand me your hair dryer." I order. She does as she's told. "Pick me out an outfit?" I plead. "Something of yours I think."She nods and once again does as she's told. I think I like the spineless go-get-it-girl that is Daniella. I like being the bossy one. It makes a nice change.
As I fluff out my dry blonde hair. I feel me again. My make up is all washed off. I no longer look gothic. A pair of hands slide around my waist. It's Chase. I nervously tighten my towel.
"What do you want?" I ask coldly.
"I've been uh... talking to people." He whispers in my ear.
"You mean beating them up?" I ask turning to face him.
"Logan was being a total geek." He growls. I try to pull away from his grasp but he's stronger than I give him credit for. He kisses me. He forces it though. He slides his tongue roughly into my mouth. I don't comply. I refuse to agree to this. I need more. I deserve better, right. So I just stand there, my hand gripped tightly onto my towel. He breaks off and looks at me in confusion. I glare.
"What part of NO don't you understand Matthews?" I growl.
"All of it." He whispers softly. He speaks so gently. How can he be such a jerk. "Why do you suddenly need more out of me Zoey?" He pushes me against the wall. Not nastily. It's loose enough for me to object... but for some strange reason I don't force him away, yet I don't think I'm frightened.
"I just do ok..." I say quietly. He fingers a few strands of my hair.
"I like it..." He mumbles. I blush. Oh god I'm in love.
With Chase? Or with Scary!Chase? I'm so confused. I like this guy. I like his looks, I like how he talks to me... but I hate how he treats me. Chase doesn't treat me like that. Oh great... now my head hurts.
"Thought it was time for a change." I mutter. He cups my face with his hand.
"Come back?" He pleads.
"No." I shake my head, flaunting my new/old color with grace. He bites his lip.
"Why not?" He asks, kissing my neck seductively.
"That's why..." I know it's wrong. I know he's a sexist jerk, who treats women like objects. I know I'm not the only girl. Then why does this feel so right? If I feel like I want this then how do I know I don't? "Chase... please stop."
"Please?" He questions. "Why are you suddenly so nice Zoey? You've always been the bad girl. I've always been the bad boy. It works like that. Why change it?"
"I'm sick of being the bad girl. I'm sick of being your slut."
"Why though?" He asks.
"I need more." I push him away. "Now I would like very much if, when I leave here... you don't follow me." I walk out, down the hall to 101.
He follows me, into the room.
"I don't understand Zoey. Why are you doing this?"
"Because I am ok Chase! You don't know me! You think you do but you don't!" I've heard he can get violent. But call me crazy, aren't I the one yelling? He steps closer and I push him away. Daniella squeaks. I can tell she thinks I've made a mistake. I thoroughly expect him to hit me. I want him to hit me. That way I have an excuse to leave him. Instead he sighs.
"Fine." He shrugs. He looks at me, right in the eye. "Am I hearing from you that it's over?"
"Yes. Unless you're willing to treat me as a girlfriend and not a toy... then it's over." I say coolly. Daniella bites her lip, waiting for Chase to snap.
"I guess it's over then." He says. He turns on his heel and leaves mumbling. "Bitch." That surprises me. After all I've heard about how horrid he is, he took that surprisingly well... He's probably gone to beat up another geek.
"Wow." Daniella whispers. "He looked like he was going to cry."
"Tough." I whisper, trying very hard not to burst into tears myself. "He'll just have to go satisfy himself with some other harlot."
"Aww Zo..." She crosses up to me and wraps her arms around me. This shouldn't hurt! Why does it?
"Wow..." Whispers Logan. Michael's eyes widen. Nikki groans.
"Zoey! You've turned into Daniella." I have not. I have become me again. My blonde hair is back to it's pretty layers... Daniella spent a few hours on it. I'm wearing a tight blue T-shirt with the gold lettering 'Hello boys' across the chest. It's a low dip thing so it shows off my tattoo, and my cleavage. I'm wearing relatively tight jeans. They belong to Daniella. The heels are my own.
"Zoey!" Dustin squeaks. He stands up and removes his jacket, covering my upper body. "Mom would kill you!" Haha. I guess he doesn't know Goth!Zoey very well. I throw the jacket over my shoulder.
"Dustin, chill ok. I'm gonna be fine."
"What did you do to Chase?" Dustin asks, obviously a little put-out at the knowledge that his sister dresses like a ten-dollar hooker but... oh well. Bad luck for him.
"Not much... why?"
"Well... earlier, I could have sworn I saw him crying." Logan says.
"Must have been mistaken!" Daniella says suddenly. She makes the cut-throat motion behind my back. He nods.
"Probably." He shrugs. Daniella sits down next to him. I see the eyes flicker. It's cute.
"So why the miraculous change Sis?" Dustin asks, reaching his super long thin arm right across the table and snatches the salt from Michael.
"Does it have anything to do with what we talked about last night?" Asks Daniella gingerly. Now what did we talk about last night? I have no clue.
"Daniella quiet." Mumbles Logan. I look confused, mainly because I AM confused.
"I can't remember what we spoke about." I shrug.
"You know..." Daniella doesn't drop it. "About the..." She signals to her stomach. Ok now I am confused. Dustin isn't. His eyes widen to the side of saucers.
"You're pregnant!" He says in shock.
"I'm not!" I cry. Am I? Goddamn Daniella. I'm gonna kill her. Logan gives her the evil eye. He might very well hate me but he knows I deserve a little privacy.
I didn't for one minute think I was pregnant... but now Daniella's got me really REALLY worried. UGH!
"Yeah you are!" He says sensing my panic.
"Dustin look..."
"I'm gonna kill him." He growls. He stands up and runs off.
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" I scream at Daniella. Daniella bursts into tears. I don't care. I take off after Dustin.
Too bad. He's already found Chase, and attacked him. Properly. In a blind rage he belts him across the face with his fist.Now this is where I first see Violent!Chase. He's not the sort to take an assault like that sitting down. He jumps to his feet and grabs Dustin round the neck and holds him against the wall. Dustin may be tall but Chase is a lot stronger. One hand is easily spread across Dustin's neck.
"STOP IT!" I scream. He doesn't let go of him. His eyes are bugging out.
"CHASE LET GO YOU'RE GONNE KILL HIM!" Screams Daniella. Dustin's face is turning blue. I'm scared. I'm not a fighter, I can't go up and break them apart. Instead I do what I would normally do. I cry. I start to cry and hurry over.
I place my hand on Chase's arm. The one attached to my brother's throat. That gets his attention. He looks me in the eye. I don't have to say anything, because my eyes are saying it all. So are his. They suddenly lose the vicious glint and soften.
"Please..." I whisper very softly. His hand slowly unclenches and Dustin falls to the floor, choking slightly. Leaving me staring at a very confused Chase Matthews.