Fiona sighed as she stepped off the plane and into the cool Canadian air. She had just arrived back at where Degrassi was, but only because she had received a phone call from Imogen's mom, Natalie, telling her awful news. The fashionista's time in Italy was limited, but once she heard Imogen was in trouble, she was on the next flight to her. Fiona however, was still trying to get over the break up, and the pain that Imogen caused. She still couldn't quite wrap her head around the whole situation, but once she heard Natalie's words, about how Immy had been depressed since she the break up, she was still even more confused. She thought she and Imogen were going to be together forever, get married, and maybe even quite possibly have a family. Maybe the break up was a mistake.
Of course, she wasn't going to try and force herself on Imogen. The girl was vulnerable, and Fiona just wanted to be there for her in this desperate time of need. In the back of her mind, Fiona wondered if Imogen would be happy to see her. After all, they hadn't kept in contact since that final goodbye kiss. But when Natalie called, that gave Fiona hope. Hope to maybe that Imogen still wanted to be with her, hope that maybe, just maybe, when all this mess was over, and Imogen was healed, that they could get back together and continued where they left off. Of course, all of these thoughts were just what ifs, swirling around in Fiona's head.
She then took a cab to Natalie's house, because she knew that's where Imogen would be staying at. Fiona knew that Imogen wouldn't dare to live in her dad's house once he was gone. After the short ride to the small house, Fiona stepped out of the cab and knocked on the door. For a moment, she wondered if she should have called Natalie and told her that she was on her way. Fiona's mother on the other hand, let Fiona get back to Canada immediately while she stayed back in Italy to take care of Fiona's business while she was gone. Being back in Canada however, brought Fiona much nostalgia, and she didn't feel like going back to Italy any time soon. Being here felt like home.
Soon the door open and Fiona was greeted by Natalie. "Oh, Fiona, thank you so much for coming..." Natalie said as she let Fiona into the house.
"Anything for Immy." Fiona replied with a smile. "Where is she?" She then asked.
"Upstairs..." Natalie said with a certain look in her eyes. "She's been in her room all day, won't even come out to eat..." She explained.
"I imagine she's hitting it pretty hard..." Fiona said softly. In her heart, she ached for Imogen, and had no idea how depressed the girl had been since they broke up. She felt so sorry for her, and she wasn't sure what she could do to fix it.
"Can I get you some coffee?" Natalie asked, "I think we should have a talk about Imogen before you go up to see her..." She trailed off as Fiona nodded and they headed to the small kitchen. Over the cup of coffee, they discussed Imogen's behavior and current position. Natalie told Fiona about Imogen's grades dropping, about how she really doesn't have the same passion for anything that she used to. How she didn't have as many friends, and that she might not even graduate again this year. Fiona was shocked. She didn't know things with Imogen had gotten this bad. This was not the Imogen that she knew, and now that her father was gone, she was just going to sink lower and lower into depression.
"I had no idea that she was that bad..." Fiona trailed off.
"I think after you left... She left too." Natalie explained and Fiona nodded. Could that have really been true? She didn't want to be the cause of Imogen's despair. Of course though, she wasn't the one who initiated the break up, Imogen was.
"Do you think I can go see her now?" Fiona asked and Natalie nodded and led the fashionista upstairs to Imogen's bedroom door. Natalie knocked a couple of times.
"Imogen, you have a visitor." Natalie said.
"Go away!" Imogen yelled back and Fiona sighed, this was definitely going to be a tough trip. Natalie then opened the door slightly and peeked her head in. Imogen was sprawled out on the bed, back turned to the door, with her head buried in a pillow.
"Imogen..." Natalie said softly.
"I don't want to see anybody right now!" Imogen practically screamed, and Fiona flinched. "Just please, let me be alone." She begged and Natalie opened the door some more, just so Fiona could inch her way in. Once she was in the room, Natalie shut the door and left the two girls alone.
"That's kind of rude, don't you think? Immy?" Fiona said softly, feeling totally overwhelmed at this moment. This is the first time she'd seen Imogen in a little over a year and her heart felt as if it was going to vault out of her chest at any given moment now. Of course, Imogen recognized the voice immediately, and only one person in her life had even called her Immy.
"Fiona?" She questioned as she turned around to sit up in the bed. Her eyes were puffy, and her hair was a mess, but Fiona didn't care about any of that. "What are you doing here?" She asked, her voice holding gentleness, but also some hostility behind it. This took Fiona aback, why was Imogen angry at her.
"Your mom, she called me the other day... I thought you might need-" She began to say but was cut off.
"I don't need anything." Imogen replied bitterly. "I broke up with you so could go to Italy and live your dreams! Not to worry about me!" Imogen exclaimed. This made Fiona feel a little hurt, but this wasn't about her, this was about Imogen, and her healing process.
"Immy, I'm here as your friend... I just want to help you, everybody needs a friend sometime..." Fiona said, and in that moment, Imogen burst into tears.