This is the last chapter before the sequel "Found".
Bonus points to see who can spot the Heathers musical and Pretty Little Liars references (the Hamilton one is obvious).
Cori skipped happily toward the DX. She was humming a happy tune to match her happy mood. Today was her and Soda's six month anniversary and Soda had promised her that he would treat her to lunch because he couldn't afford a real date. Having twelve people at your house drains your bank account. Nevertheless Cori was happy.
What she didn't know was that her happiness was about to be lost.
Blossom couldn't believe it; she thought it was impossible. Nevertheless it was true. How could she be so stupid? She threw her life away. She was only sixteen for god's sake! What was she going to do? What would the girls and the guys say? What would Johnny say? Oh god, Johnny, how could she do this to him? How could she be so careless with something this important? How would he react? Would he react like her father did when he found out her mother was pregnant with another child when he wanted one? No, Johnny would never leave Blossom for something she couldn't control. Shouldn't she be happy?
She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as she walked up to Johnny. It was now or never.
"Hey babe," she looked down, "what's wrong?"
"I'm pregnant." Pink met brown as soon as she said. She waited for a response.
Johnny just blinked, in shock of course. How could Blossom could be pregnant? They were as careful as they could be despite the circumstances. Sure, they didn't always condoms...
Johnny finally was able to speak. "Well, it's going to be hard but I love you. We are going to make this work."
"I understand you don't want it bu-" Blossom stopped, "wait what? You love me?"
"Yes," Johnny pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her.
"I love you too."
Soda sighed as he wiped down the counter for the millionth time. He stared at his reflection in the counter. He had said it Sandy so many times, why was he so nervous this time? Maybe it was because he was scared she would turn him down. At first he thought he didn't feel so strongly about Cori, but then he dismissed that idea.
Soda bent down to tie his shoe. As he tied he heard the door open. "I'm behind the counter!" He heard soft footsteps then saw shoes at his feet.
Soda stood up expecting to see a blonde with blue and gray eyes. He did see blonde and blue eyes but no gray. He's know those eyes anywhere.
"Sandy?" She smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
Soda had dreamt of this day for months; Sandy coming back. He forgot he was going to tell Cori he loved her and kissed back with every fiber in his body. He had Sandy back; nothing else mattered.
Or so he thought.
Chevy was in the break room when she heard a female voice she did not recognize. It was to close to Steve for her liking so she decided to investigate. She stormed to the garage as she was able to make out the voices.
"Evie stop!" Chevy heard as she had her hand on the door.
Evie was here? Oh no. What if Steve left her for Evie? They had more history then Chevy did with him. Hell, he lost his virginity to her. What chance did she have? No, this wasn't true, he told Evie stop.
Chevy opened the door and she saw Evie had him cornered. She said, "you know you love me."
He scoffed, "I'm in love with Chevy."
"You love me?" Chevy asked and the two's heads whipped around. Evie's face paled when she saw what she was up against and she quickly scurried away.
"I love you." Steve repeated and she felt happy.
Then it felt her heart was ripped out. She had felt this before and knew her twin was in trouble.
"Cori."
Cori walked into the DX and saw it. Her Sodapop kissing and feeling up another girl. Then he said the words everyone wants to hear: "I love you."
But they weren't to her.
She turned and ran back to the Curtis house and stormed in. What she did next some may say rage misled her but she knew what she was doing. She ran into the kitchen and took the biggest knife hat the house owned. She smiled as she felt the cool blade on her finger tips.
Now she began her work. She ran into Soda and Pony's room. She stabbed the bed with all her might and ripped the mattress. She slashed the pillows, walls, blankets, clothes, and sheets. While doing this she found a box of photos of her. She decided to deal with them later. She slashed open the picture of them two.
How could he do this to her? All she ever did was love him and this is what she gets. She finally trusts a boy with her heart and he throws it away. She didn't want to believe but she knew she did. She confined in him; she trusted him. Cori had told him everything and she thought he had too. But he left out one thing: he still fucking loved Sandy. She had tried to be as good as Sandy. She tried so damn hard to be even better. But no matter how hard she tried he still fucking loved Sandy. What did she do wrong? Did she not love him enough? Did she not laugh at his jokes enough? Did not listen to him enough? Was she not enough?
No she just wasn't Sandy.
Next Cori took the box of pictures and carried them to the kitchen. and threw them is the sink. She grabbed the oil from the cabinet and coated the frames. She reached into the drawer and pulled out the matches. She lit one and threw it on the photos. She watched the flames dance. She fought the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze. She couldn't trust anyone.
After all you can never a pretty boy with an ugly secret.
Chevy stormed out into the store (with Steve in tow) hoping her twin was there. She wasn't. Soda was; making out with some girl.
So that was what caused her twin senses to tingle.
She pulled the two apart, "what the hell Soda?!"
Almost in trance he said "I love Sandy."
Some might say Chevy rage misled her; and they would be right. She punched Soda as hard as she could and then kicked him in the nuts. "What about Cori?" She turned to deal with Sandy but she was gone.
"Chev'" Steve started, "that was uncalled for."
"Uncalled for?! He broke Cori's heart!" Chevy stomped her foot in anger.
"We don't know that."
Chevy growled in frustration, "believe me I know." Steve scoffed. For some reason she felt the need to quote Hamilton, for Cori, "I know my sister like I know my own mind, you'll never find anyone as trusting or as kind. I love my sister more then anything in this life and I will chose her happiness over mine every time. Put what we had aside, I standing at her side you can never be satisfied, god I hope you're satisfied." And she stormed out to find her sister.
Cori was on the floor sobbing when Chevy found her. Chevy ran to her twin and cradled her in her arms.
"He-"
"I know, I know."
"I-"
"I know, I know."
Chevy held her sister, softly singing 'You Are My Sunshine'. It was as if everyone knew what had happened. They all (besides Blossom and Johnny) crowded in the small living room.
When Darry walked in he asked, "what's that smell?" He walked into the kitchen to see the fire barely glowing. "What the hell?" He stormed out and tried to rip the twins apart.
Darrel Shayne Curtis Jr. could not pull two teenage girls apart.
It was like Chevy and Cori were conjoined; their grip like glue. Even though Cori was shaking and a mess their steel grip was unbreakable. Maybe it was because they were twins and had a bond so strong.
Darry stepped back and angrily asked, "what the hell happened?"
Cori choked out, "Soda."
Chevy translated, "Soda broke her heart." Cori started to wail at the reminder of what happened. Chevy began to rock her sister.
"That's no reason to almost burn our house down." Darry crossed his arms. "You're probably just making it up. I should have never let you in my house."
"Fuck you." Heather shouted, "girl's we're leaving." Chevy picked Cori up and made a beeline for the door. Genki worriedly looked at the gang but left because she didn't want to leave her friends. She was followed by Heather.
Just as Heather walked out the door Blossom and Johnny walked up. 'Hey guys guess what?"
"We're leaving Blossom, now!" Heather stomped off.
Blossom turned to Johnny. "They're mad, let them cool off. We'll tell them then."
She kissed Johnny's cheek as Chevy yelled, "C'mon fatass."
"Hey", Blossom retorted, "I'm not fat." Nevertheless she followed.
Little did they know the boys wouldn't see them for a year and a half. But the girls would see them in two weeks.
In their world.