Chapter 7: What the…

Looking around the room, Alvin saw Brittany, Jeanette, Eleanor, Simon, Theodore, Dave and Claire. He sighed, gazing around the room. He rubbed his eyes, making sure he was out of that… whatever it was.

"That was the strangest thing that ever happened to me." He mumbled, gazing around the room.

"Alvin, are you okay?" Brittany asked him, messing with a blood stained bandage on her head. Her eyes filled with pain, but she managed a smile.

"What happened to you Britt, are you okay?" Alvin asked in concern, but as he jerked he felt pain spread up and down his body and he yelped out.

"I'm fine; you're the one I'm worried about. The doctors said I should be fine, just a minor cut," Brittany lied giving him a plain shrug, "but they said you could go into a coma, especially with the concussion you already had."

"What do you mean I had a concussion? That is not at all possible." Alvin retorted, feeling for the gash. Instead, he found a smooth bandage on his head too. "How long was I out?"

"I don't know, I woke up like ten minutes ago, but maybe a long time I don't know. But, what were you dream you were screaming and everything." Brittany seemed to laugh out at the thought, much to Alvin's dismay.

"Um…," He looked up at her, a goofy grin swept his face before it disappeared a second later, "Nothing. It was nothing."

"Alvin, know we all know that is a lie. What were you doing with Britt anyway, trying to steal her are you?" Theodore exploded, red faced. He didn't look much different, Alvin noted, except maybe the fact he lost ten pounds at the most.

"No," Alvin said, jerking up which caused the pain to spread down his spine once more, his head beginning to throb, "No Theo I swear, I just wanted to catch up then she found the gash, and ugh it turned into a mess."

"Well she could've died Alvin. It's obvious you aren't mature at all, so I don't want you near her anymore." Theodore snapped, his dark green eyes filled with anger.

"Please Theo, don't be so harsh. What happened to the sweet boy I once knew- and so dearly loved?" Eleanor whispered, looking down at her feet, "what happened to the boy that said he'd do anything for his friends and family, or the one that told me everyone deserves a second chance?" Theodore mouth tightened, giving Eleanor a slight glance before she continued, "Where did the Theodore I loved and loved me back go? Why are you marrying Brittany, you can't possibly love her, can you?"

"Eleanor, I'm sorry you feel that way but that Theodore is gone. I'm the new and improved Theodore." He said, holding back another outburst.

"Improved? I liked the old Theo better….," Jeanette muttered, holding two babies in her arms, the other one laid in a stroller.

"Whoa Jeanette, where'd you get all the young ones?" Alvin asked suddenly, eyeing them all.

"Well, Rose Mary had a twin, her name was Julie. Then, there brother I told you about was born with two brothers, but they died before they were born. His name is Simon Jr."

"Yeah, yeah so sweet." Theodore rolled his eyes with a toss of his head before he pulled Alvin up to his face by the shirt, "Stay away from Brittany." He growled.

"Theodore, put your brother down!" Dave shouted, tapping his foot as he gave his adoptive son a glare.

"Who's going to make me Dave old boy?"

"I will." A voice said from the other side of the room, as a female chipmunk approached.

"Who the heck-,"

"Lil, am I glad to see your face! Help me out here." Alvin exclaimed, his eyes wide in excitement. He felt a memory tickle at the back of his head, he flashed back to Lil a smug smile on her face the night before. He shook his head, probably another one of his…, odd dreams he had lately. He didn't understand, he never thought HE would come up with nightmares so…, strange. Maybe he watched too many horror movies or something.

"Babe, of course I'll help you." Lil answered, shooting Theodore a furious glance before she pulled on his bow tie and looked him in the eyes, face to face, "stay away from my boyfriend otherwise I swear that I will personally make sure that the next time you open your eyes you'd wish you were never born." This made Theodore gulp, and got many worried, or confused looks.

"Hey you, Lil or whatever, put my fiancé down." Brittany hissed between clenched teeth, eyeing Alvin's…, girlfriend…?

"Slow down here folks, did Lil say…, boyfriend?" Alvin gasped, his eyes wide.

"Remember last night when we started dating Alvin? You hit your head pretty hard on your brick wall with your head. After that, I ran out to get a doctor, but on one would help me. So I ran to get Edith my sister, but by the time I got back you were here." Lil explained, glaring at Brittany. Brittany had sweat dampen her fur before she cast an alarmed looked over to the clock.

"Well I should go, Theodore you can go home I…um… have something to do first."

"Okay." Theodore replied hastily, looking at Lil frightened one last time before spinning on his heel.

"What? I am not…, no that can't… I agreed to that? I wanted to…, date you?" Alvin gasped, his face burning in astonishment.

"Of course, don't you remember telling me how much you love me Alvin Seville?" Lil said, sweat trickling down her forehead. She wiped it off, giving Alvin a hopeful glance. He only shook his head.

"I may not remember that night Lil, but you should know that I am no fool. I don't like you like that, I'm in love with someone else, and has been for a long time. I don't think that will change, even if they do love someone else." At those words, Eleanor burst into tears.

"OH THEODORE! You were theadorable, but now you're gone!" She sniffed, her eyes already turning into a dark red, Jeanette patted her back, and left the room with her. Simon stiffly followed eyeing Alvin before mouthing, 'Lil is one crazy chick.' Alvin nodded, and gestured for Dave and Claire to leave.

"I'll be back Alvin, if you need me." Clair said, giving him a smile as she held Dave's hand, they had gotten married a few years back. Alvin smiled slightly, giving her thumbs up.

"Yeah Alvin, I'll be there, oh and don't forget to be gentle with your head, you have a minor concussion and a bad bruise, of course you already know about the gash. So, err… just be careful." Dave explained as he slid out the door. Alvin looked back at the slim, curved female before him.

"Who do you love more than me Alvin?" Lil questioned, her eyes fiery and dark red with anger.

"Brittany, couldn't you tell? I've always loved her, even before I liked girls. I can admit I may have a-a- slight crush on you Lil, but I love Brittany more. My heart belongs to her, whether or not she loves Theo." Alvin declared boldly, keeping a steady yet heartfelt gaze on Lil. She sniffed, tears collecting at the edges of her eyes.

"Alvin Seville, you should know better than to break a woman's heart, especially when you're in a hospital bed and she's not!" Lil growled, clenching a fist, she was about to punch him right on the nose when they heard the silent click of the door, and then a small nurse came in.

"Hey you, get outta here, shoo!" The human woman said, picking Lil up by her tail harshly before tossing her outside of the room.

"Thanks."

"You're my patient, no problem. So the doctors said you're ready to go, but no bright lights, TV, or heavy reading for a week."

"No TV for a week? That stinks." Alvin sighed to himself before leaping from his bed. "Ian Hawke will pay the bill." Alvin chuckled at the thought of Ian's face, he probably try to kill him again but oh well. "At least that'll give me the entertainment I need."

At his House:

There, lying on the counter sat a ripped piece of paper, and Alvin almost scratched his head, when he remember it was scratched and bruised enough already. Taking his hand away from his scalp, he reached for the paper as it sat under his night light (just don't tell Alvin I told you he still sleeps with one) and pried it from its resting spot. His eyes widened at the words he read in frilly hand writing, it said in hot pink words:

Dear Sweet Alvin,

I understand that we had a grand past together, but this won't work. I dislike- no hate your company. After that crash, it was clear that I should hang out with people like Theodore more than the likes of you. I would hang out with you…, but you're ever so hot-headed, rude, sarcastic, and even too stupid for my liking. If you could somehow change that, then maybe we could be friends. Until then, I should say farewell. Please don't hate me, just think of me as someone you used to know. Maybe sometime in the future, we can look down at our past together and make new grand memories, but I am not looking forward to such a time, as I know you would change yourself for no one, not even me. I am not trying to sound rude or cruel, but I just couldn't get the words out another way, my dear old friend.

From,

Your Greatest Hater,

Brittany Isabella Miller.

P.S.: I hope you feel the same way, as my next words may/will hurt your feelings if you don't:
I hope never to see your face again.

Alvin dropped the paper and allowed it to slowly sink to the floor, bewildered. He couldn't believe the words he had just read, and his heart dropped. His eyes lost their dreamy sparkle, and he slouched, walking over to his leather couch.

"She hates me. She really hates me." He sobbed into his hands.