A/N: I'm stupid... seriously stupid... Wanna know why? Because i told the guy i thought i was inlove with that i love him only for him to tell me he loves someone else and i'm like a sister to him! I cannot believe I was so STUPID! ....No matter... right now is all about my story and for me to get this chapter writen, instead of thinking about my stupid idea.. Well i'm glad this isnt supost to be a happy scene because It would totally suck... well heres chapter 10.. double digets! yay..
P.s. Ok, i wrote the thing above yesterday... I'm still sad but i do apolligize for not writing sooner! It just so happeneds i wrote that at 5 am... i am ashamed of myself for pulling that and i am sorry! heres a long chapter to make up for it!
P.S.S.
Ok so (bold italics) is both
(Bold) is Casey and
(italics) is Lizzie...
I'll name I hope that doesnt confuse anyone but it skips to each person, Casey is walking in the rain and Lizzie is standing in the rain, they are listening to the same song and singing along with it..
-----Chapter 10-----
Caseys POV
Lizzie stormed off and slamed the door... I cannot believe she said that... "And its all your fault" I kept repeting her voice inside my head,
" you stopped George from meeting mom and You destroyed the family! Just like operation diss-engagement! But this time, YOU CANT CHANGE IT!"
And its all my fault... I finished her scentence.. but this time, i said it to myself... She's right it a way. It was me who said, and i quote , 'Hell of alot better' and it was me who said 'I hate you Derek Venturi'
And most of all... It was me who stopped mom and George from meeting... So, i will never see the Venturi's as my step family... And it is all my fault!
I ran through the door after Lizzie, calling her name everytime i got a good glimps of her..
She cant want to go back.. Can she?
"Lizzie! Wait!"
She suddenly stopped and whipped herself around the glare at me
"WHAT?!" I jumped back at her outburst... Never had Lizzie, my sister, ever spoken to me like that.. we never even fought
"Lizzie, I- She held up her hand which, like her eyes were smeard with black mascara.. was she wearing make-up?
"Save it for someone who gives a damn Casey!" With that.. she storms off into the streets,
---------------------
Lizzie's POV
How could Casey do this to us? How chould we want this to happen? I dont want it anymore, I dont wa-
My thought were cut off by driplings on my head, I hate the rain.. But I dont care anymore!
I ran through the streets and took a left through a deserted school driveway and Stopped at a park... It was alittle rusty, but i just dont care!
I didnt sit, I didnt lay, i did nothing but stand there, I took my I-pod out of my hoodie pocket and shuffled through some songs untill I randomly hit something. They were all my favorite songs..
I felt The drops get harder and more comeing in... Looking for a room to take shelter, no luck. I stood there, stepping off of the hard sement into soft sand, wet by the rain..
I then heard the music start, 'stand in the rain' by superchic[k] Started to play.. It was wierd and ironic... but thats exactly what i'm going to do.
She never slows down.
She
doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like
its all coming down
She won't turn around
The shadows are long
and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop
raining down
So
stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all
crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And
one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
She won't make a sound
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears whispering if she stands she'll fall down
She wants to be found
The only way out is through everything she's running from wants to give up and lie down.
So
stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all
crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And
one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
So
stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all
crashing down
Stand
through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be
found
So
stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all
crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And
one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
-----
My eye's widen when i see Lizzie there soaking wet.. Like me
-----
Oh, no Casey's here..
-----
She wants us to go back that bad?
-----
She did this to us
-----
I need to get her to talk to me
-----
I have to run
-----
She cant do this to me
-----
she cant make me do anything
--------
She doesnt understand
--------
"No! Lizzie! Come back!" I chase after my little sister
What have i done?
What does that even matter! I hurt my sister!
I take off my flip flops, more like kik them off, and run faster after her
"Lizzie! stop!" She starts to slow down from shortage of breath, I Jump ahead and reach my arms out and grab her, Letting us stumble a couple of steps
"NO!" She starts beating my arms, trying to pry me off so she could run
No, way am i losing my sister
"NO! CASEY LET ME GO! I'M NOT GOING HOME! I'M GONNA RUN UNTILL I GET TO OUR REAL HOME! I HATE YOU CASEY! I HATE YOU!"
i keep ahold of her in my arms, shaking my head in dissbeliefe about everything she sais...
'I'm gonna run untill i get to our real home!' I play those words over in over in my head
thats impossable...
'i hate you Casey! i hate you!' I grab ahold of her arms and watch my little sister brake down... I cant believe this... This cant be happening, this cant be happening
I fold Lizzie into my arms as she sobs, loudly...
I had never seen Lizzie brake down like this.. she was allways the strong one, the one that only got angery, she was strong for the divorce, Our dog dieing, us moving to with the Venturi's..
She was allways there for me when i had my problems, she was allways the older sister when that happens... This time, the tables have turned...
"I'm s-sorry Casey... I-I just wa-wanna g-go home... Thats all i want... I wanna go h-home.." She tries to brake through the whimpers... I cant hear her perfectly..
I pick my now helpless sister up and walk her down the street to our, well now our house
-------------------
Lizzie's POV
I wake up in My bedroom.... These past couple of days were crazy... Its saterday mid afternoon... Wait... I had no clue my room was this big... whoa
lightbulb!
I run over to my dresser and pull out all my files and charts, i remember talking to Edwin (my old step-brother Edwin) about time travel and being able to change the past
-Flash back-
"Seriously, Liz.. Its possable!" I roll my eyes, i couldnt believe he believed in suck a myth!
"Its impossable, Edwin, this logicaly.. Has there ever been storys about time travel??" I arched an eyebrow
He's so cute... Wait... what???
"Yes!!" He smirked..
"That has been proved? Or has the people been pulled in a phsyco industry?" His smile imediatly dropped..
That'll show him
"Nooooo..." He perked up "But what if we prove it?"
I roll my eyes and scoff "Ya, right Edwin! They'll pull you into a phsyco industry if you even talk about it!"
He rolled his eyes back at me while scoffing, i slug him "Dont mock me!"
He chuckled before clearing his throught "Ok, look at the data, it show's that there is a 85% chance of time travel!"
I raise my eye brow's, Investigating the chart for any miss, reading.. like allways, i smack him upside the head
"Hey!" He rubbes the back of his head "What was that?!"
I roll my eyes "You idiot! it sais 78% chance! You dont add the 'impossable chart'!"
"Oh." He gave me a sudden blank expression and just starres at me, nt even breathing.
"Um, Ed?" I wave my hands in front of him
"Helloooo?" He shakes his head rapidly and nodds
"Okay, But there still is a chance!" He playfully points a finger at me
"mmhmm..." I nodd laughing, pulling down his hand
"De-rek!" Me and Edwin cringe.. "Well atleast we know someone who whould like to change the past.. Edwin covers his ears in pain
-End of flashback-
I shake my head out of my thoughts... The things we had in Casey's room when it all happend.. were the things that stayed the same, Edwin was right! For once, Edwin was right!
I run down to Caseys room, watching her in shock as she puts down her book
"Lizzie!" She runs up to hug me
"I'm sorry, Liz, do you still hate me?"
I pull away from her and sit on her bed
"No, I dont hate you, but i have something important to show you!" I smile and her face lits up
"What is it? Is it a way back???" I pause mid-opening the files
"What?" I smile arching an eyebrow "You actually want to go back?"
She shruggs and huffs "Well we cant live like this forever without cracking, now can we?"
I laugh,
I finally have my sister back!
"Finally cant have another day without saying 'De-rek!" I mimick her like Derek (the old Derek) does to make her mad
She lookes at the floor with relization on her face
"Actually, I do miss saying that... I havent said that to Derek here at all!" She looks at me in amazment
I giggle "Sooo, You do love Derek!"
She wippes her head to look at me, her eyes wide "Who sais I love Derek?"
I arch an eyebrow and smirk, challenging her
"DO you?"
She blinks acouple of times, then lets go of a long frusterating sigh
"Yeessss! Okay??? Yes! I do! Happy! You and my stupid little conscience win! I love Derek Venturi!"
I backed away alittle, That kinda scared me, but its about time!
"HA! EDWIN OWES ME 20 BUCKS!" I start to do alittle victory dance and singing.
"I was riiiight, He was wronng! I wiiin!" I stopped in embarrisment... when did Casey get here? HEHE...
"Uh... That didnt happen?" She offers...
I nodd and go back to opening the files
"Ok, so these are the files me and Edwin made when talking about changeing the pas-"
"You like Edwin dont you?" I jerk my head over to her..
Yes! alot! I'm inlove with him!
I scoff "No! Who said I like Edwin?" I squeek
She crossed her arms "Well for one, Your voice gets high when you lie... Two, you take it to offence and three, Its so obviouse!"
I stare at her...
that obviouse?
"Well ok.. so we must calculate up these three facts." I state...
"One.... There is a 30% chance that the Venturi's will ever remember a thing. Two.... There is no way we could ever find a simple way back..." she groaned
"There is never a simple way out is there?" He lets her head hit the bed board
I let out a long sigh "Thats just our luck, isnt it sis?" She groans again
"I guess... Just tell me the percentage of getting back..."
I sigh.. she will hate this..
"A-about 25%... It whould take a miracle!"
Her jaw dropped
"TWENTY-FIVE PERCENT??????? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?"
It was like her words were a gust of wind, i of course almost fell of the bed!
I put a finger up to my mouth
"Quiet! Frank will come and ask us whats going on! He's not like Mom and George you know!" I yell in a whisper
She looks at me in confusion
"Wait.. We hardley talk to Frank-The-impossable-last-name.. How whould you know?"
I guess my status is right...
"Uhm... You see my status sais that if we stay here long enough.. we will remember the life we changed and when we get the full memory of that.. we forget our old life..." I look at her with worry all over my face
I like this life, i really do.. But I love my old life... My life with the Mcdonald-Venturi name and life the way god planned it... not this... not our plan...
"Lizzie? how are we gonna get back?" She asked me in a worried, confused tone..
I calculate up the data "W-we have atleast 6 days to get back home... or our memories will be lost and we will never get back home again..."
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A/N DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN! Ooga booga, ya ya ya.... So this is pretty bad right? They have to find a way to get back! How? Thats for me to type and you to find out! Cleaver quote eh? Lol not really but oh-well...
Still trailor needed, I sent some e-mails and waiting for a write back.. so cross your fingers for me! I want this story to go world wide! muhahahaha! Lol.... dont ask, i'm wierd kinda.... Lol
Read and review! Thx!
BG4E!