Hello, loyal readers! I really meant to update sooner, but I was busier than I expected. Sorry to leave you on such a cliffhanger! Here's chapter eight now, though.
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Soundtrack for this chapter:
"Misery Business" - Paramore; "The Bird and the Worm" - The Used; "We've Got a Big Mess on Our Hands" - The Academy Is...; "Behind These Hazel Eyes" - Kelly Clarkson; "I Don't Wanna be in Love (Dance Floor Anthem)" - Good Charlotte; "Let Go" - Boys Like Girls; "Time Stands Still" - The All-American Rejects; "Keep Holding On" - Avril Lavigne; "Let The Flames Begin" - Paramore.
Misery Business.
Chapter Eight: We've Got a Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight.
"You—you what?" I managed to choke out.
Fred shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. "I broke up with Chloe, Angelina. I mean, she wasn't as perfect as everyone thought, in the end."
I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest. "Really?" I said sarcastically.
He gave me a strange look. "What?" he asked.
I shrugged. "Nothing," I said. "I'm just glad to see that you're using your common sense, for once, Frederick."
He looked like he had just been slapped. I didn't know why, but I was angry, seething almost. Why had he even dated that bitch in the first place? Why couldn't he see her for what she truly was, even now?
I could see Alicia's jaw drop out of the corner of my eye, and, behind me, Katie had finally stopped laughing. Both of their gazes seemed to be asking me, What are you doing?! but I myself didn't know the answer to that.
"What the hell is your problem, Angie?" Fred asked, his voice rising. "I know that you didn't like her, so why the hell do you even care?"
I clenched my fists. "Why do I care? Why do I care?! Oh my God, Frederick Weasley, you are so stupid! If you have to ask… God, I don't even know why I bother."
His brow creased with confusion. "What are you talking about, Angie?"
I shook my head. "I just… I can't deal with this right now, Fred. I really can't. I thought, that after everything… that maybe things would turn out, well… like a fairy tale. Obviously, I was mistaken."
"Ange, I don't even know what you're saying…"
"Whatever, okay? Just, forget it." I turned on my heel to go, but he caught my elbow. I shook him off.
"Ange, wait, please." I turned to look at him, tears in my eyes. He swallowed. "Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I think… I think that I deserve to know, I really do… Ange? Angie? ANGE, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
I just kept running, ignoring his voice, and the pain in it, calling me back. I had to. I just wanted to keep running and running and running until I could forget about it all.
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I heard a light knock on the door to my dormitory. Lying on my back on my four-poster, staring at the ceiling, I had already cried myself out. I didn't know why I had lashed out at Fred like that; all I had known was that I was angry, so, so angry, and that he seemed like a logical target for my rage.
"Go away," I muttered, figuring it was Fred. Why did he want to talk, anyways? Couldn't he just accept that I was a selfish, crazy bitch and move on?
To my dismay, the door creaked open. I raised my head as Alicia entered the room. "Oh, it's you," I groaned, sprawling out again.
She sat down at the edge of my head tentatively, a worried look on her face. I must've looked pretty bad; Alicia never worried. "Why did you do it, Ange?" she asked quietly. "You were so close, you know. So close. And then, you just threw it all away."
I thought I was all out of tears, but sweet saltiness filled my eyes once more. "I don't know," I whispered. "I just… for a second, I could see it all, Leesh. I saw how happy we could've been. And then, I realized… I don't deserve it. I don't deserve any of it. I mean, the only reason he likes me now, Leesh, is based on a lie, a big, fat, lie. I'm not that girl, Leesh. He's in love with that girl, and I'm… I'm just not her." At this point, tears began to stream down my face. I tried to wipe them away with the back of my hand, but it was no use; they just came faster.
"Oh, Ange," Alicia said, stroking my hair. "That girl was you. She was just a side of you that you didn't know you had."
I began to sob harder. I wanted to believe Alicia, I really did, but I knew, deep down inside, that I had been so intent on getting Fred that I had basically invented a whole other girl for him to fall in love with. Because, obviously, just being me wasn't working.
Alicia kept stroking my hair while I cried. Finally, I sniffed and dried my eyes. "Thanks, Leesh," I croaked. "For, y'know, everything. Even though I fugged it all up."
Alicia dug around into her pocket for a second, then brought out a folded piece of parchment with my name on it. "It might not be too late, Ange."
"What's this?" I asked suspiciously, but my fingers closed around the note.
"Just read it," she said. "Please?"
In response, I opened the note and began to read.
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Dear Angie,
I don't know what's going on, exactly, but I really want to understand. You're just not giving me a chance. I asked Alicia, but she said that it would be best if you explained yourself. I promise I won't judge you.
I think I know why you were so pissed at me earlier. It's this guy, isn't it, the one you're seeing? If I broke up with Chloe to be with you, and if you still wanted to be with him, well, that does make me look stupid. Maybe you were just trying to save me from looking like a total arse.
I did break up with Chloe for you, by the way. I mean, I only dated her… to make you jealous. It sounds so foolish now, but that's what happened. I'll admit, I got a little carried away in the process; I got caught up in Chloe Walker Land, but once I got back out, you were gone and I was left speechless.
What happened, Angie? We used to be so good together. We used to be best friends. Now all I can do is sit here and feel guilty because I made you cry and hope that you'll find it in your heart to forgive me. I know I've been a complete bastard, Angie, but please, give me a second chance.
I… I love you, Angie. I've never been able to say that out loud before (and I know that this technically doesn't count) but I think you ought to know where I stand. I've always loved you, Angie. And I think I always will.
Forgive me?
Fred
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I looked up at Alicia, tears in my eyes once more. This time, however, these were tears of joy.
"Oh, God, I'm an idiot," I whispered.
Alicia laughed. "Yeah, you kind of are."
I smiled feebly at her. "But… but what if, after I explain, what if he hates me? Never wants to speak to me again?"
Alicia gestured to the note. "I don't think that'll happen. He really loves you, Angie."
I narrowed my eyes at her. "You read my note, Alicia?"
She widened her eyes in innocence. "I had to make sure it wouldn't upset you!"
I grinned at her, getting up and giving her a hug. "Thanks, Leesh. Y'know, for always looking after me."
"Anytime, Ange, anytime."
I pulled away and wiped my face on my sleeve. "D'you know where Fred is?"
Alicia grinned. "Go get 'em, Tiger."
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