Gwody Love Story
A total Drama Fanfic!
Summary: After her resent break up with Trent, Gwen is being constantly bullied by all the other contestants… all except one. Will what started out as a one sided crush turn into exactly what Gwen needs to get back on her feet? Read and find out.
Warning: Strictly GwenXCody, no if, ands, or buts about it! Also slightly Trent bashing (I love Trent so don't judge me okay!)
Rated: T, just to be safe.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except the idea for this story, so don't sue!
Reviews are always welcomed
Chapter 2: A blessing in disguise
(Thoughts are in Italics)
Gwen's POV
I have been living in hell ever since I dumped Trent, my recent ex-boyfriend. I know what you're all thinking "It couldn't possibly be that bad, you survived Total Drama Island and nothing could ever top that", but you don't know what I've had to go through lately. Trust me, you don't know what pain is until you have experienced what I have in these past few weeks. I can bet that having your little brother sent to hospital (he was brutally attacked on his way home from school), having your parents finish their divorce paperwork, and losing out on the opportunity to win a million dollars to help pay for my father's drinking debt, would be enough to make anyone of you crack; that's not even including the torment I've been put through on top of it all. That's right, all this happened to me on my first day of arriving at this resort (more like prison), Playa de Losers.
They were all against me, since the second I stepped off the boat in fact. I should have known that they would all side with Trent, and why shouldn't they? Trent was a hot (now single) musician who was almost as charming as Justin when he wanted to be. And who was I? Nothing but a 'weird goth girl' as Heather often loved to put it. My so-called 'friends' abandoned me. They took every chance they got to hurt me, put me down, and destroy everything I am. They tried everything, and when I say everything I mean it. From burning my clothes to calling me names, once I was in their sights, they would make it known just how much they hated me. I remained strong though, nothing they said or did could break me. Silence was my only chance, and so for 5 weeks I hadn't said a word to anyone.
'They will give up eventually if I continue to give them no reaction, they always do' I thought to myself as I walked briskly to the dining room for dinner. The sooner I got there, the sooner I could eat, be finished, and get the heck out of there. For tonight, however, that was not the case. Tonight I would have to hide behind the pot plant beside the huge mahogany door when I finished eating. I had to wait for him until I could speak to him alone. The guy I still love, and need to apologise to. The guy I wish would take me in his arms and shield me from all the hurt right now. 'Trent…' I thought as I twirled around in my beautiful new gown. It was made from a flowing white material that clung to me in just the right places, and the dress had a sweetheart neckline. It was simple and elegant, and it made my skin look slightly less pale; it was perfect.
I had spent hours sifting through the dresses Chris had rented for us to wear to these formal dinners (he had to since none of us thought we would need them). Finally I found the best one to wear when I asked Trent to take me back tonight. I had it all planned out. I would wait for him to come out of dinner, ask to talk to him outside, and then under the full moon, tell him I love him and ask him to take me back. But first I would have to survive dinner without any inconveniences. 'Here we go, another torment session' I thought as I slowly opened the door to check if anyone was there. 'Thank goodness! At least I don't have to get shoved into the salad bar again!' I silently cheered as I saw that no one was around. That really was the last thing I needed to happen right now, especially in white.
No one's POV:
If only Gwen had known what was to occur that night, then maybe her number one priority wouldn't have been keeping her dress clean. If someone had told her that her heart would be shattered that night at dinner, then maybe she could have avoided the whole scene, and been able to keep up her strong, silent act, and escape the resort unscathed in 4 weeks' time. Unfortunately no one could have predicted that Trent, the guy that Gwen still loved, would kiss her worst enemy, Heather, and admit in front of all her ex-friends just how much of a loser he considered her to be.
*At dinner*
"You know Gwen, I don't know why I ever even thought to go out with you, you're just a stupid goth girl, isn't that right honey?" Trent asked Heather after he had finished insulting Gwen. She agreed and Trent then proceeded to make out with her in front of Gwen. Gwen had stared speechlessly at the two for a few moments, not hearing the sounds of the lovers or the cheering contestants around her. Who would if the sound of your own heart shattering sounded like a glass house being smashed by a wrecking ball? She closed her eyes, the burning of the tears to much to take. They had done it. They broke the strongest girl anyone has ever met, all with a single kiss.
She opened her eyes, aching with sorrow, and scanned the room desperately for escape, but all she could see was the two who destroyed everything. She bolted, not caring where she was going, just as long as she was getting away from them, failing to notice the boy who was desperately trying to get to her.
Gwen's POV:
I cried. And cried and cried, as I sprinted down the hall. 'I've put up with physical and mental abuse for weeks, and SHE broke! I guess she finally got her wish, my life is worse than hell and it's all thanks to her.' Seeing that she-demon kissing the guy I loved was the last straw. My mask crumpled. The pain, the hurt, the betrayal, it was too much for any sane person to take!
'How could he!' my mind screamed, 'Doesn't he know that I still love him? That I wanted to apologise for everything and fall back into his arms? Well obviously that won't be happening anytime soon.' The laughter of the other contestants started to fade as I ran, now just a haunting whisper permanently etched into my mind. I knew they didn't like me but I never thought they would stoop that low.
'Maybe if I get away from them for a while then the pain will dull.' I had to go somewhere where I could be alone. This depression was slowly consuming me, I wouldn't be able to see through my tears in a few seconds, let alone run. I made my way to the only place I could think of. The only place I knew I could be happy and peaceful in at a time like this. A place where no one could find me and hurt me, if there was anything left to hurt. The garden.
No one's POV:
The garden was her secret haven. She could be herself there, locked away from the cruelty that awaited her at meal times. She had found it one day after an ambush from Sadie and Courtney.
*Flashback*
"Where do you think you're going Gwenny?" asked Courtney, as she and Sadie closed in on Gwen. They had planned this attack perfectly, like hunters after a prize deer. She had thought she was alone in the art room, but it appeared she was wrong. The art room was a beautiful place, and up until this point, it had been a rather good place for Gwen to escape to after meal times. The room had plain white walls, but one could hardly tell as they were covered from floor to ceiling in paintings that had been done by previous visitors to the resort. A modern chandelier hung from the ceiling, and the floor was light wood panelling. Several isles with paint holders attached to them were positioned along the far wall.
There were two black doors in the room, one to the left, and one to the right of where Gwen was standing. The right door led into the hall way where Sadie now stood, blocking the escape route. She held a water gun filled with a vile smelling liquid they had concocted at the juice bar. The left door led into the art supply closet, where Courtney had been hiding (for who knows how long), loading paints into her gun. They were smart. They had waited for just the right moment to trap her, both doors were blocked, there was no escape. Or was there?
Careful so that they wouldn't notice, she checked the room for the nearest open window. 'Aha, there's one!' Gwen thought as she slowly inched towards it, fooling them into thinking they were backing her into a corner. The window was just large enough for her to jump through, so clearly Sadie wouldn't be able to follow her. 'Perfect' Gwen thought. She leaned her head to the side slightly to pear out of it. 'Or not so perfect' she thought suddenly very queasy. She tried to swallow but tongue felt like sandpaper, and a huge lump formed in her throat. If she jumped through that window, she would plummet three storeys!
"End of the line heart breaker, you've had this coming for a long time!" Sadie screeched in her terribly annoying voice. Gwen would have rolled her eyes had this situation not been so serious. These people were not afraid to hurt her, heck, with Courtney's lawyers they could very likely kill her and still get off the hook. What surprised her was what Sadie was doing to her. 'What happened to you?' she thought. She had never even spoken to Sadie! Why was she being so cruel? Then something came to mind.
She can't really be angry about Katie could she? Katie was a compassionate person and one night after they had pushed Gwen into the pool, she had waited for everyone to leave and given Gwen a towel. She wasn't Gwen's friend. She still didn't like what Gwen had done to her team on TDA, and she would never choose Gwen over Sadie, but she knew they had put her through enough, without letting her get frostbite. This was Canada after all, it could get pretty cold.
Katie never kept secrets from Sadie, so Sadie probably knew about it. But could that little exchange really have fuelled such hatred. In Sadie's eyes Gwen was a threat. No one, and I mean no one, comes between Sadie and her best female friend forever. So this was just Sadie's way of making Gwen suffer for existing. Courtney, being the CIT, had made a mental list forty pages long of why she didn't like Gwen. And so Sadie and Courtney had teamed up for this attack.
Both girls were advancing on her, and Gwen knew it was now or never. 'Besides, a two storey drop is better than these two any day' Gwen reasoned with herself. Gwen bent forward and thrust herself backwards, using the momentum to backflip through her target. Realising what was happening, the two girls opened fire, but it was too late. Gwen had back flipped out the window. She fell. Gwen tried to shift herself so that she would land on her feet. She hit the ground, hard. Pain shot through her left ankle burning like fire and bringing tears to her eyes. She gasped, trying to collect her thoughts. She had survived a two storey drop!
'Get up!' her brain screamed, 'RUN! If they catch you then it would have been better if you died in the fall!' Gwen scrambled to her feet avoiding putting weight on her ankle when possible. She sprinted as fast as she could, hearing the shrieking conversation of the two girls fading behind her. "This is all your fault you fat retard! I've wasted my whole day sitting in a supply closet watching that loser 'paint', and now, because you took so long to get here, she got away! I swear my lawyers will…" was all Gwen heard Courtney yell before she was out of hearing range.
She had to get away, find somewhere to rest her throbbing ankle before they caught her. Then she saw it, a wall covered in thick ivy tailings, hidden in the shadow of the covered pathway that ran alongside it. 'If I could just sit there amongst the tailings, then the shade would make my dark clothes blend in perfectly' she reasoned. The sound of thudding footsteps a short distance behind her was all the persuading she needed. She quickly hobbled over to the wall of ivy, and wiggled her way as far back into it as she could. Her dragging foot caught on a thick root in her haste and she toppled backwards. Instead of falling against the wall that she expected to have reached by now, she tumbled free of the ivy tailings and saw a flash of sunlight above her, before her head hit stone with a echoing thud, and she was out cold.
She stirred into consciousness later that evening, which she could tell by the cool night air that gently kissed her cheeks. A throbbing in her head and ankle finally forced her to open her eyes. There were stars above her and soft lushes grass beneath her. She lifted a hand to her head. It felt sticky. Bringing it back to her face, the oozing red liquid snapped her out of her haze. She snapped into a sitting position but regretted it instantly when she nearly passed out. 'My head in bleeding, my ankle is bruised, swollen and twisted at an odd angle. I have no clue where I am, how long I've been here, or how much blood I have lost, but at least I'm alive' Gwen thought.
She finally managed to tear her eyes away from her damaged from to properly look at her surroundings, and what she saw would change her stay at Playa de Losers forever.
After a brief glance around, she had hobbled back to the hotel, knowing no matter how much she wanted to stay that she needed to treat her injuries. It was late and no one was around to see her sneak into the kitchen, grab something to eat, go to the medics in the infirmary and get her ankle fixed up that night. She hobbled back to her room, her twisted ankle well hidden in her black boot in case anyone was still awake. Gwen didn't share her room with anyone yet since some of the contestants were still on TDA, and the ones that were here hated her guts, so it was easy to hop in the shower and wash the blood from her hair. The next morning she looked the same as always to most, but there was a sparkle in her eyes that no one could deny seeing. They thought maybe she was going insane like Izzy; how wrong they were indeed. No, she had found her oasis in this desert, and it gave her hope.
*End Flashback*
It was her sanctuary. She had spent every day there, leaving behind the ridicule and hurt of meal times, for the happiness of the warm sunshine through the trees and the beauty that surrounded her. She would tend the garden so that it was healthy, but not enough to change it from its wild garden state into a prim and proper garden. She would read and draw and write in her journal underneath the huge willow tree, and fall asleep in its shade in the afternoons. She would feed the birds breadcrumbs she brought with her from breakfast and listen to their sweet calming songs.
How she longed for that now. But all she felt was emptiness, a huge black hole that sucked all that joy from her life. And hurt, lots of it. She ran through the tailings covering the wall not caring that her gown caught on branches and tore. 'How did I get here so fast' Gwen briefly wondered, not having noticed how fast she was going because of the floods of tears.
She sank to her knees beneath the willow tree, her heart not being able to take it anymore. She cried out in sorrow, pounding her fists on the ground. "Why is life so cruel, what did I do to deserve this?" Gwen screamed to the sky. The climax of her pain having subsided, her crying turned to subtle sobs, which eventually faded to whimpers.
In the distance, outside of her garden, she heard footsteps on gravel. She paid it no mind though, as many people had walked by her wall and never given it a second glance. She looked into her reflection in the pond, the full moon glistening in silver radiance against the darkening sky. Her tears fell and caused ripples in the reflection.
'Stop crying, you're better than this!' Gwen commanded herself. So she took a shaky breath and not bothering to wipe the tear streaks from her face, plucked a white rose from a nearby bush, and gently began to pluck the petals off one by one. She mentally turned each petal into one of her worries, and gently let it slip through her fingertips onto the pools shimmering surface.
Starting to calm down, she let out a mournful sigh. Life was cruel to Gwen and yet she always found the strength to keep going, and somehow someway she would overcome this no matter how hard it seemed in her mind at that moment.
Gwen's POV:
The crunch of grass alerted me to a presence in the garden. I gazed at the figure's reflection in the pond. I flew into a state of panic. Someone had found my paradise, and not just anyone either, it was HIM! Would he tell everyone? Attack me? Destroy my garden and the hope it gives me? Why wouldn't he after all I have done to him?
He knelt beside me and reached out a hand. I flinched expecting him to hit me, it had happened before, just not with him. But he doesn't. He just lays his warm hand on my shoulder and tries to comfort me. She now notices she's cold for the first time that night. 'Maybe coming out here in my gown wasn't the smartest idea' I think before Cody's voice interrupts my thoughts. Why? Why? is he being so nice when all I have ever done is hurt him?
I didn't realise I had asked that question out loud until he started to answer me. He wrapped me in his arms, and I didn't mind. I never noticed how strong he is before. I snuggle in trying to warm up a little. I look up at him as he begins to explain, feeling safe and loved and needed for the first time in years. This boy, who I had rejected so many times and hurt too often to count, really loved me and he cared. I laughed at his joke about Izzy. 'I laughed!' my mind jumped for joy. Only Cody could ever get me to laugh in my darkest hour. Only he has ever truly been there for me. Only he truly cares and loves me, and wants to give me the world. He's the only one that's ever stuck by me, no matter what I said or did. And he's the only guy that's ever made me feel like this…
I leaned in, my heart pounding with just how much love he was showing me, no one has ever said that about me before. We kissed and I melted. 'What am I doing, I still love Trent…' I thought. Trent. My heart shattered all over again. The walls sprung up as fast as a cheetah. I ended the kiss, my mind a whirlwind. I was sinking into my depression again. "Thank you Cody, for everything" I said, and I meant it. I left quickly. 'No! I am not falling for a guy I have always considered a little brother! He caught me in a moment of weakness, I needed comfort, and he was saying such sweet things that I just kissed him. It meant nothing; I will not get hurt again!' I yelled at myself.
Then as if on cue, the sparks from the kiss faded into darkness of all the terrible things in my life. Especially Trent. I was crumbling for the second time in one day, all because of one stinking guy. It was gonna take for than a few sweet words from a guy who hasn't even spoken to me since I got here, to get rid of all the pain. I reached my room. I changed into my new pyjamas and crawled under my covers. My PJs were a midnight blue. The shirt had crossed straps at the back and a black lace trimming on the neckline. The shorts were midnight blue with black trimming.
I silently cried for a while thinking about this day and all that had occurred. Then I realised what I needed to do. Avoid everyone whenever possible, get over this heart break quickly so people don't think I'm weak, and avoid Cody to avoid more betrayal.
Then all thought ceased to exist.
Author's Note:
Hey all! It's me! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I had exams and I wasn't allowed to write Bu I'm back with a 3820 word chapter, and I hope you all have not given up hope
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I am so sorry about the no paragraphing in the last chapter, but it was my first ever fanfic. I will have paragraphs from now on, I promise.
This Chapter is dedicated to my bestie! Wannabe1Unicorn
Next Chapter: Gwen doesn't show up for breakfast and Cody gets worried. Is Gwen just avoiding him or does it have something to do with Heather arriving late that morning?
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