A/N: I've been working out how to format right. I'm going to try on this chapter. Please forgive me if give up at some point.
The fair grounds were crowded with mothers, screaming children, and teenagers. The closer you got to the pier, the quieter it became. That could however be because that was the general make-out area. I got out of the car and walked over to Kevin.
"You okay?" I asked lightly.
He looked at me with a scowl, "Peachy." He snarled.
I could feel the hurt written on my face. Kevin just didn't talk to me like that.
"I'm sorry." I murmured, looking at the ground. He didn't answer and walked toward the entrance. I closed my eyes against the headache and tears I could feel coming on. I felt a hand on my arm.
"Do you want me to go all Greyson Halland on him?" Tyler asked, using the name of our former, crazy, best friend.
I smiled in spite of myself, and shook my head and looked up at him. "He's just upset. I don't understand why, but I can tell you that he's not usually like this." I assured him.
He looked doubtful, and then seemed to let it go. "Well, we might as well get in there and have some fun." He smiled.
I laughed darkly, "I don't think I remember how."
He looked down at me with a soft expression, "I'll teach you."
I smiled and blushed again. He always did have that effect on me when we were dating.
We couldn't find Ben or Kevin, so we moved around the booths and rides by ourselves. When it was around 10, we decided to head on home. The fair was only open an hour later, and I was exhausted.
"You okay? You're swaying." Tyler told me, stopping half-way to the car.
"I'm alright." I yawned. He smiled and before I knew it I was being carried bridal style to the car.
"Yeah, I'm totally convinced." He replied sarcastically.
I knew better than to protest. Tyler did what was best for others. Not himself; almost to a flaw. He opened the passenger door and placed me in gently before buckling my seatbelt.
"I want to make something very clear…you are not to touch her! Understand?" I heard Kevin's voice before I saw him come up behind Tyler and yank him by the shoulder away from the car.
"What are you talking about man?" Tyler shouted back.
"Keep. Your. Filthy. Hands. Off. My. Girl." Kevin growled, before throwing a fist at Tyler's face. It connected, and I heard the crunch of his nose under Kevin's hand.
"Kevin!" I screamed, unbuckling and rushing to Tyler's side. He was bleeding pretty badly, but he wasn't going down without a fight. He punched Kevin with so much force that he fell to the ground. Kevin sprung back up, before I put myself in between them.
I felt the force of Kevin's fist connecting with my cheek, and I fell back into Tyler's arms.
"You asshole! If I didn't need to take care of her right now, I'd beat the crap out of you!" I opened my eyes and saw a look of pure hate on Kevin's face, but it turned to a more muted anger when my eyes filled with tears and I ran off towards Tyler's car. Tyler got into the driver's seat, and we were gone; leaving Kevin standing there, stranded and angry.
"It looks like you're going to be okay Miss Tennyson. You should be more careful with those carnival rides. Take these pills every four hours to keep the swelling and the pain down." The doctor told me and then left.
I closed my eyes and leaned against Tyler. He stroked my hair and held my hand. The bone had been bruised, and I now had a horrific looking bruise on my cheek. That would be hard to hide from my parents. We left the urgent care center and walked back to his car, his arm around my waist to support my staggering body.
When we were on the road Tyler spoke for the first time since the fight, "Are you sure you're going to be okay?" he asked, taking my hand as comfort.
"I guess, how about you?" I asked, gesturing toward the gauze on his nose.
"I'll be okay. It doesn't hurt as bad as it looks." He lied. "What am I gonna do with him?" I muttered to myself.
"Do you remember what I said when I had to leave for Montana? When I had to break both of our hearts?" he asked, staring out the windshield.
"You told me to take care of myself. You said 'Never let anyone hurt you.'" I murmured.
"Alright then." He responded.
We reached my house, and he walked me to the door. He brushed a piece of hair out of my face. It had been so long since I had been touched so tenderly, I closed my eyes.
"Goodnight." He murmured before kissing my forehead affectionately. He pulled me into a tight embrace, and then he let go, looked at me, walked back to his car, and drove off. I stood there for a long moment, and then opened the door and went inside.
"What happened to your face? And don't give me that lame ride excuse!" Ben yelled at me from the front door.
"I don't want to talk about it. He didn't mean to." I yelled back.
I realized my slip right after Ben did. His face went pale and anger entered his eyes, "Kevin did this?" he whispered.
I just turned around and walked to the phone.
I dialed the number of the only voice I wanted to hear right now, "Hello?" Tyler asked.
"Can you come pick me up?" I asked.
"Look out your window." I could hear him smiling. I twisted so that I could look out my window, and there was his car.
He was leaning against the hood and wearing a large smile. I beamed before hanging up the phone and running past Ben out the door and into his arms. He caught me and spun me around.
"Are you okay?" he asked. I just clung to him like he was a life raft in the middle of the ocean. "I've got you." He murmured. I buried my face in his shoulder.
"Are you coming with me?" Ben asked. I knew who he was talking to and where he was going.
"No. But throw in a little extra hurt for me. I have something much more important to take care of." He replied, looking at me softly.
"I will." Ben assured him.
When he was gone, Tyler turned to me, "What would you like to do now?"
I thought for a moment, "I want to go to the beach…right to our old spot." I replied.
He smiled, "I figured you would. Go get your swim suit." He urged.
An hour later, we were lying on a secluded part of the beach that was surrounded by rocks.
"No one would ever find us if we stayed here forever." I murmured, looking at the sky.
Tyler rolled over onto his side and looked at me. "No they wouldn't. Is that what you want?" he asked.
I thought for a moment, "Yeah." I breathed.
"Okay then." He said simply. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"I want to swim." I decided.
He laughed at my sudden desire, and jumped up and ran to the water.
"Come on slow poke!" he shouted playfully.
"Oh now I'm the slow poke. Are you forgetting the relay race in 8th grade?" I teased.
"You seem to have a bad memory. I won that!" he protested.
"No way!" I laughed. I was in the water by this time.
"Want to race?" I asked, smiling.
"Okay. Swim to the rock out there in the middle. Last one there has to shake the sand out of all the blankets and everything else we brought. Deal?" He asked.
I shook his hand and we took our marks, "Ready? Set? GO!" I yelled.
We began swimming toward the rock. I was starting to get really tired, but I wanted to make him eat his words. I pushed my arms faster and finally I felt the rough surface of the rock. I pulled my head above water just as Tyler reached the rock.
When he touched the rock, a wave pushed me toward him. He grabbed me around the waist to keep us from being pushed off the rock.
"I think I won." I murmured.
"No. I did." He whispered so close his lips brushed mine. I closed my eyes and felt his lips press against mine. I moved my lips against his as I felt my heart banging against my chest. His arms tightened around me and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
When we had to pull away to breathe we smiled at each other. I kissed his nose and swam back to the beach, laughing.
"Hey! Come back here! I wasn't finished kissing you." He yelled. His smile was almost as big as mine.
"If I told you that I was going to take care of you would you believe me?" Tyler asked. We were sitting in his car outside Kevin's house. I took a deep breath. We both knew this was going to be hard.
"Yes. Don't let me go back to him. I don't know if I'm strong enough to hold myself back."
He smiled weakly, "And let you get away from me again? Never."
We got out of the car and he took my hand. "You can do this." He encouraged me with a kiss on the cheek.
I walked up to the front door and knocked. There was a loud bang and a curse word before the door opened.
Kevin's face was red and blotchy, like he'd been crying.
Tyler tightened his grip on my hand when he felt my body clench. My instinct was to run to Kevin and beg forgiveness.
"Gwen? What are you doing here?" asked, his eyes flickering down to my hand in Tyler's.
"I came to talk to you. I think you should have something to say to me. Ben's been here I assume?" I spoke with forced venom.
He looked at me and glared at Tyler, "You brainwashed her." He accused.
Tyler scowled right back at him and took a step forward, "No. She realized how horribly you treat her. She doesn't want to be treated like that anymore."
Kevin looked at me and I looked right back. "I don't have anything to say to you other than…I hate you."
I woke up gasping for air. I looked around the dark room and realized I was on my bed. It took me a slow second to realize that there were two warm arms wrapped around me.
"Gwen? Are you okay babe?" Kevin's husky voice came from right beside me.
I couldn't speak; I was shocked at how real the dream had been. I felt the tears fill my eyes and my throat clenched up. I was so happy it wasn't real. I couldn't imagine giving this up.
"Babe? What's the matter?" he asked, starting to panic.
I couldn't help the tears of joy from running down my face. I was so glad that was over.
A/N: I realize that the crazy dream scared some of you, but I was very upset by some of the rude comments and the horrible threats. I got at least 3 death threats and a couple of flames. I'm sorry for scaring you guys, but I wanted to put a little twist on the story. I am really considering not continuing. I would never EVER do that to you guys. This story is titled GWEVIN! So, I'm sorry for scaring you, but I was really hurt by some of the language and the insults and threats that I received.