Gwody Love Story
A total Drama Fanfic!
Summary: After her recent 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!
Dedicated to: my loving parents.
Reviews are always welcomed
Chapter 3: Broken
(Thoughts in Italics)
No one's POV:
"Tick, tock, tick, tock…"
The endless rhythm of the huge grandfather clock sounded across the dining room. It was hard for anyone to hear unless they were listening carefully for its steady beat. This was because it was drowned out by a large group of teenagers, all seated around a long dining table, chattering away. It was an odd bunch to see together, considering that they all had different tastes and interests. There were jocks, nerds, divas, weirdoes and many other social groups as well.
They were all there because they had each been eliminated from (or had not been successful in obtaining a spot in) a contest, Total Drama Action, and had had to stay on this resort until the end of the competition. While on the show, the teens formed friends, enemies and romances, which lasted even now that it was over for them. Obviously they would have intriguing conversations because of their diversity, and one would think that getting the opportunity to hear stories from people different to themselves would captivate anyone. They never seemed to run out of new things to share and most seemed content to listen and enjoy themselves at these annual meal time conversations.
Most, but not all.
Cody sat amongst some of his friends, politely pretending to listen to their conversation. Meanwhile his mind was far away, his thoughts focused solely on the girl he loved, and the fact that she was late. She was never late, she usually showed up 15 minutes before anyone else in fact! But that wasn't what bothered him. It was the fact that Heather, the she-devil, was also late.
Cody's POV:
'What if Heather has her cornered and is doing something terrible to her?' I thought, as the scary thoughts of what Heather might be doing to Gwen swirled around in my mind. 'Or maybe she's trying to avoid you and Heather not being here is just a coincidence', my conscience nagged.
'Oh why did I have to go and kiss her? She probably thinks I'm a jerk who took advantage of her in her moment of weakness! She just broke up with her first love, there's no way she would even consider me as a possibility romance-wise, and there I go and kiss her. She probably hates me, and I really couldn't blame her.'
I sighed. "Cody! Are you even listening to me?!" Lindsay snapped her fingers in front of my face pulling me from my depressing thoughts. "Wow, and I thought Lindsay spaced out a lot, but you really have her beat these days Codster", Noah said. Katie nudged her boyfriend in the ribs, quite hard for someone who dressed as girly as she did. "HEY!" Noah exclaimed, "What did I do?"
"Lindsay is our friend Noah, don't insult her like that", Katie stated simply, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, and that Noah should have known that. "Geez, sorry ok, there's no need to send me to the hospital with broken ribs though. I was simply stating the truth of the matter", Noah answered. Katie was about to retort but Lindsay interrupted her. "It's okay Katie, I understand. Besides, we're all friends here, and being sarcastic and witty is just Noah's thing", Lindsay said smiling, her baby blue eyes twinkling happily. She was so hard to upset, and we all really admired her for it. Who else could put up with the queen bee for a whole season?
"And you love me for it", Noah smirked wrapping his arms around Katie, as she sighed in defeat, kissing Noah on the cheek. Seeing Noah and Katie all lovey dovey made him think of Gwen again. "Wow you actually remembered Noah's name Linds, that's awesome. Are your memory classes finally helping?" Tyler asked looking at Lindsay hopefully. "Sure are!" Lindsay said enthusiastically, before her brow furrowed with concern again. "Now does anyone know where Tyler is?" she asked. Tyler face palmed. I couldn't help but chuckle. My friends always managed to get me out of my funk.
"That's better man, glad to see you're finally cheering up," said DJ while clapping me on the back. "What had you all upset man? Was that stalker buggin you again? Whatser name… Sally, Suzan, Sophie, Savannah-" "Sierra, and no. I have a restraining order against her now." "Good for you!" cried Izzy, jumping up and down in her chair, "However, if she comes back again, Explosivo and her Uncle Joey could always strap Miss Wackodoodledoo to a mine cart and add a little BOOM BOOOOM!" Izzy added enthusiastically, cackling evilly for emphasis.
"Thanks Izzy, but no thanks", I said, grateful that we were drifting off of the topic of my depression. "Well if you change your mind, Izzy will be at the buffet table", and with that, Izzy did a backflip off of her chair, turning in the air to grab hold of the chandelier, and summersaulting to land in a hand stand on top of Owen's shoulder. Owen merely continued to stuff his face with shrimp, neglecting to even acknowledge Izzy's presence when she joined him.
"Can we all get back on track here dudes", Geoff adds, seeing that we were drifting off topic. Bridgette nodded in agreement, fixing me with her penetrating gaze. I shifted uncomfortably under all the attention I was getting. Sure, I acted like I was a ladies man who constantly had a woman's adoring attention, but at home I really wasn't like that. I preferred to relax with my close friends playing a video game, that way the game was the focus and not me. I guess you could say that this show brought me out of my shy-guy shell. That she brought it out in me.
"I'm fine guys really. I just have a lot on my mind. I really should be helping my parents pack and I guess I just feel kind of guilty", I lied. My parents were moving, but they had hired help to pack and move for them, so I really wasn't needed back home. Lindsay, Tyler, Katie, Geoff, DJ and Bridgette accepted my excuse and continued eating their breakfast. Noah, my best friend here on the show, didn't quite believe me and continued to watch me suspiciously.
I ate my waffle under his scrutinizing glare praying that he wouldn't guess who I was really thinking about. 'Oh my gosh! Gwen still isn't here!' I realised. She's two hours later than she usually is, and Heather still isn't here! I glanced at the door out the corner of my eye just in time to see the queen bee waltz smugly into the room.
"I have an announcement to make everyone", Heather yelled to get the others attention. "Our resident goth will not be joining us for this morning. However, I do have a special activity on the agenda for today that should make up for it. Follow me", she instructed as she turned on her heels and walked out, quickly follow by Trent. 'Idiot' I mentally sighed, frustrated with the actions of my old friend.
I reluctantly left my comfy seat to follow my friends out to the pool area.
Gwen's POV:
"Beep… beep… beep…"
I groaned at the sound of my alarm clock's annoying alert. Some people get alarm clocks that have personalized song alerts on them, but when you are stuck being the assistant art teacher at the community centre, (and you have to pay your little brothers education fees; your fathers drinking tab; as well as your family's rent, electricity, water, and medical fees) you can't afford many luxuries. The only luxury I had ever allowed myself was my motorcycle.
Unfortunately I had to sell that when I was accepted onto the show, or my brother wouldn't have had any food for the time that I've been gone. I can feel the warmth of the sunlight dancing on my eyelids pulling me from my painful memories. 'That's odd. The sun is never up this early in the morning' I thought. I always get up at 4am so that I can shower, get dressed, and get breakfast before the others arrive. Yesterday I set my clock even earlier so that I could do a slap-dash and run for this morning. I had even more people to try and avoid today, and now that one of them knew my where my hideout was, I had to find another place to hide, so the more time I had the better.
Slowly tearing my eyelids open, I am greeted by the sun streaming in through my large bay-window that had an all-the-way-around couch with black velvet pillows, and misty silver curtains pulled back by ties. My hand slams against the alarm clock on my bedside table, which reads 3:30am on it. 'How is there any sun this early? It's the middle of Spring so it's not like the sun rises any faster than it did yesterday!' I groaned inwardly. I dragged myself out of bed to do my normal morning routine here on this stupid show. After successfully getting ready to leave, I prepared to go hideout scouting. I grabbed my keys off of my lovely dark-wood dresser, preparing myself for the pile of hate mail from the other contestants that waited just outside my door.
Carefully opening the door (I'd had stuff attached to it that fell on me last week) I see the usual grey envelopes from the other contestants. There was no contacted allowed with the outside world of this island, since the producers feared spoiler leaks, and sue-involved threats from our families when they heard about how we were treated on the film-lot. The only communication we were allowed was pre-read letters, that we could send to and receive from anyone we liked. I was the unfortunate recipient of hate-mail from my cast mates.
"Let's see who we have today… Courtney, Sadie, Heather, Justin, Eva, Trent and… What the?" I said to myself. There amongst the grey envelopes was a crumpled blue letter scrawled on in black ink. 'Whoever wrote it was in a hurry' I determined. I had always wanted to go into forensics and criminal psychology (which isn't hard to believe considering I've had to live around some of them) and I've picked up a few tricks after all these years.
I back tracked to my bed where I plopped down before tentatively opening the note. It read:
Dear Gwen
I hope you get this. I'm so sorry I haven't written sooner, mom's been in one of her bad moods the last few days. I don't have a lot of time but I wanted you to know that I love you, and I miss you so much. Please come home soon.
Love
Adam.
My stomach lurched. 'Why did I have to sign up for this stupid show? Adam needs me. I swear if mom hurts him I'll…I'll…' My hands shook as I held the note tightly to my heart. A single tear fell down my cheek, sliding away as quickly as if the devil was on its tail. "Come on Gwen get a hold of yourself", I said out loud, heading to my extravagant bathroom, "You know exactly why you're here, you were here for yourself just as much as for him." I splashed the cool water on my face as it pooled in my pale hands, finally admitting to myself that I was weak.
*Flashback*
"Adam, Adam listen to me! You need to hide now!" I screamed at my little brother, shoving him into the little hideaway I had managed to create by pulling loose a few wall panels and hollowing them out just enough so that he could fit through.
"But what about you? He'll hurt you Gwen! Please don't do this!" Adam cried as I began placing the panels back into place.
"I'll be fine Adam, I'm a big girl, I can handle myself" I said trying not to show the terror I was really feeling.
"GWEN!" the roar of an angry alcoholic was heard throughout the house.
"Gwen, please…" Adam pleaded, his bloodshot, watery eyes telling me how scared he was as I put the last panel in place.
"It will be alright Adam, I promise, now stay quiet." I ordered him, before whirling around to face the man who had just slammed open the door.
"Where have you been you little (censored)! Did you think I wouldn't find you, you worthless excuse of a daughter!" he raged on as he swayed drunkly towards me. He grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pulled me close, close enough that I could smell the stench of alcohol. It stung my eyes but I refused to blink in case it looked like weakness. I shoved him off of me with a good knee to the gut. You don't spend years around these kind of people without learning to defend yourself.
"You'll pay for that you little (censored)!" he yelled as he charged me, swinging his left fist so that it connected with my jaw.
Crack! I felt the searing pain a second after it connected. My mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood as I stumbled back in shock. It wasn't the first time he'd hit me in a blind rage, but he'd never full on broken anything. I glanced up to see him coming at me again, and before I realised what I was doing, I gave him a round-house kick to the skull. If he wasn't mad before, he certainly was now.
He swung and swung again until I was sure that he had managed to fracture my wrist, and break my left shoulder in two places. He changed tactics when I was disorientated and grabbed for my throat. His meaty hands had a vice like grip and soon it became tighter. I was losing air, my lungs felt ready to burst and black spots blurred my vision.
'I'm sorry Adam. Some fights I just can't win' I thought as it became clear that I wouldn't make it.
Suddenly the pressure was gone and I crumpled to my knees. I painfully inhaled a breath and then another, and another, until the spots were gone and I could think straight. There before me was Adam. He had snuck out of the hiding place and whacked my dad over the head with one of the panels. He was shacking terribly, so I grabbed his hand with my uninjured arm and dragged him away.
"Where are we going", he asked as we ran down the streets, leaving our decent-looking house behind us.
"Somewhere safe", I replied carefully.
We made a stop at the free clinic where they took two days to fix me up. The doctors were patient and friendly, which made us even more reluctant to leave. I knew we had to go back eventually. We had nowhere else to go, no family, no real friends, and my salary couldn't afford to rent us a place somewhere.
"Adam, we have to go back now okay. Dad won't remember anything so you don't have to worry about him being mad at you. Just pretend like nothing ever happened that night", I instructed as I pulled my scarf up higher to cover the dark purple bruises that littered my neck.
"Ok. Hey Gwen wait, come check this out!" he exclaimed excitedly, bounding up to some sign board near the bus stop.
"What about it?" It was just some stupid ad for a show called Total Drama.
"It says they're looking for teen applicants, and the prize is $250 000 cash!" he said as if it were simple.
"So?"
"So you could enter and win and we could finally move away, and you wouldn't have to get hurt again…" he trailed off, his eyes misting over, the horrible memory of that night still fresh in his mind.
"I don't think so Adam, you need me here, with you", I said, though the thought of me being free of my parents and finally getting some time to just be a regular teen was oh so tempting.
"I'll be fine Gwen. I have school in the morning and I have that panelled hideaway for night time. I don't want to have to watch what you went through ever again Gwen, I just can't…" he burst into tears.
He made a good point but I knew in my gut that something wasn't right. I didn't have any solid reason to say no though, and I really did want to go there too. So I sold my motorcycle, gave the money to Adam, auditioned for the show, and packed the few things I had.
"Good luck Gwen!" Adam yelled as I boarded the Total Drama Jumbo Plane which would take me to the show's destination, "I'll see you in 2 seasons! I love you!"
"I love you too!" I yelled back trying not to cry in front the pilot.
And all too quickly he vanished from my sight.
*End Flashback*
I had been weak. I wanted to come for myself. To finally be free of my horrible parents and my responsibilities, even if that meant leaving my whole world, my brother, behind with them. And not only that, but I had also failed twice (Author's Note: only once, if you count the alternative ending to the first season where Gwen wins) to bring home the money that we needed to live a better life.
My throat constricted. 'I'm so sorry Adam, you have no idea how sorry I am' I thought, as evidence of my misery trickled down my flushed cheeks. 'You were always there for me, and I left you just so I could spend a few moments with a guy that would leave me in an even worse state than when I left. Oh Trent… NO! Snap out of it; be strong, if not for yourself, then for him.'
I got up and reapplied my make-up after stuffing the note between the mattress and the dark wood bed frame, and left to start scouting, my love for Trent taking over my thoughts once more.
No one's POV:
Two doors opened on opposite ends of the white-washed hallway. The goth turned on her heels and exited through the glass sliding door, failing to notice the cruel stares of a certain queen bee on her back. Gwen was heading to the pool area according to the brunette's observation. "Perfect", Heather muttered coldly under her breath as she headed after the girl. 'What is she doing?' Heather thought when she saw Gwen snooping around the pool shed.
Gwen sifted through every nook and cranny of the area around the shed looking for another hidden garden, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack; hopeless. She carefully opened the shed door, and the dark rusted hinges creaked threatingly loud. She glanced around nervously, afraid to be ambushed now that it was so light out.
The queen bee ducked just in time to not be noticed. Gwen entered the shed and Heather approached from behind as silent as a DEAD mouse, which is pretty darn silent if you think about it. 'Oh that's just great, this had better be worth it!' groaned Heather inwardly as her new expensive shoes made contact with a muddy puddle, checking her watch for the time. 7:00am.
She squelched her way to the door and saw Gwen poking around in the corner of the shed completely oblivious to her being there. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity to finally get the ultimate revenge she's been longing for; Heather grabs the nearest shovel and picks it up. The sound of it scraping against the floor alerts Gwen. She turned around and… SMACK!
Heather's POV:
'Ok now that she's out cold I need some rope, a gag, the shed key, and I need to let Chef know that the surprise I've been planning for the cast is ready' I mentally ran through my list of things I needed to have for my plan to succeed. First I put the shovel that I had hit that idiot goth over the head with back where it belonged. Then I found some rough rope and an old, dirt-stained cloth in the shed. I hoisted her head up by her disgustingly gothic hair, yanking it up hard just for good measure.
I then took off her boots and stuffed her socks in her mouth, tying it with the cloth so that she couldn't give herself away. 'Not like anyone would help her even if she did get their attention' I thought. Dropping her face-first on the cement floor (What? She was heavy!), I tied up her hands and feet, not really caring if I gave her rope burn. 'One problem down, one to go' I thought triumphantly.
Grabbing the keys off the wall, I exited the shed and made sure to lock the door behind me. I headed to my room for a change of shoes and then went to talk to Chef about our little surprise.
"Chef, is it ready?" I asked him.
"Yes maggot, but may I ask why you needed a-"
"Sssshhh! The walls have ears in this resort. It doesn't concern you why I need it, just get it done or you don't get that 'MY LITTLE PONY' limited edition rainbow Pegasus sticker you wanted."
"Your cruel maggot, I would be proud of you if you weren't threatening my happiness. Ok, it'll be ready and waiting for you in 1 minute by the pool area", Chef grunted.
"Good, now take your sticker and get back to work like nothing ever happened."
"Eeeeekkkkk!" Chef squealed in a girl-like fashion upon receiving said sticker and pranced off into the kitchen.
'Now to rally the others' Heather thought as she headed to the dining room to fetch the other contestants. With a flick of her red wig she was off.
Cody's POV:
We had all gathered at the pool area to find Heather standing next to a huge object that was covered by a crisp white sheet. Heather was smiling so widely that she could have been mistaken for the Cheshire cat, although a lot creepier. When Heather smiled nothing good ever happens. 'If only Gwen was here, she would know exactly what that she-witch was up to' I sighed. I still hadn't seen hide or hair of her for the whole walk here, which included passing the kitchen where Chef was cooking, the gym, the hall of mirrors aka: Chris and Justin's favourite room, and the contestant rooms.
"Cheer up Cody, maybe this will actually be fun!" Lindsay whisper shrieked in my ear. Putting on a fake smile, I listened to Heather's announcement.
"As you all know, Gwen is a real (censored), and we've been wanting to see her suffer for a while now." Heather stated. 'Oh oh, this is not going to be good' I groaned.
"I have found the perfect way to make her miserable, but for all of us to also have some fun with it. Behold…" Heather said and grandly swept the sheet aside. Everyone's jaws hit the floor in shock. "So who wants to go first?" she said snickering evilly.
Author's Note:
So sorry for the cliffy, I hate them just as much as you do, trust me. I had to do it though because my chapter was getting quite long () and I wanted to put in some suspense.
Let me know what you think it is that Heather has planned, and if you're right I'll give you a shout out.
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Sorry that this chapter was kind of depressing, but all things get worse before they get better;)
By the way, I don't know anything about "My Little Pony" or Gwen's family, I just made it up.
NEXT CHAPTER:
Find out what happens to the unconscious Gwen, what Heather's surprise is, and how Cody handles it all. Will sparks fly?
I'll update again as soon as I can, and thanks for not giving up on me!
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