Broken: Chapter 15

Chelsea:

I woke up to find myself in a quiet, dark room. The only sound to be heard was my racing heart beat echoing throughout the vast empty space.

"H-Hello?! Is anyone here," I whispered

All of a sudden there was a chilling laugh and a woman appeared… her jet black hair was flowing gracefully around a dark cloud that surrounded her frame. I began to shake.

"Chelsea. I've been expecting you."

"Who are you," I said, my voice trembling with fear. This only made the woman laugh hysterically. There was something terrifyingly ominous about her voice, which made me want to run… away from where ever this is.

"How rude of me. I am Luna… some call me the Goddess of Choice."

I sat there still puzzled and frightened… her eyes were like a black storm clouds; the black and gray swirling around in a waltz. Luna began to growl and huff… then yelled out in pain and with one last scream in terror; her eyes changed. A shimmering gold replaced the black storm.

She held onto my hand, looking even more terrified than I was, she fell to the ground.

"Chelsea… please save Vaughn… you're his only hope. If he chooses the wrong path, my hope will be consumed and I will become a demon… and devour his soul…. P-please Chelsea."

And with that she disappeared, leaving me in the darkness once again.

What just happened… and before I could even begin to make sense of what just transpired, I woke up in Vaughn's arms.

I blinked... whatever just happened can't be real. It must have been some sort of freaky nightmare. I have been worn out, and admittedly thinking of Vaughn a lot lately.

"V-Vaughn... where am I?"

His eyes grew wide, and he smiled despite the tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

"You're home…. You're home Chelsea."

My heart began twist with a weird mixture of happiness and pain… everything that I've just been through, all the memories that came back and whatever the fuck just happened in that nightmare… doesn't matter … because I am home. Home in his arms. Oh shit… Am I falling for this guy?! But… he hates me right? Mark… I know I still love Mark…

Vaughn

I brought Chelsea straight to my house trying to wake her up. The only reaction I could get from her is the trembling of her small body, I thought I had lost her.

Relief filled my bones when she finally opened her eyes, it was a bitter-sweet moment. I then remembered I had just kissed her…

"Umm… well I'm glad you're ok," I mumbled, loosening my grip on her small frame.

"Thanks," she blushed.

I awkwardly set her down on the bed and gave her a glass of water.

"Vaughn… about that kiss… why did you kiss me actually?"

I chuckled nervously. "I…. I don't know. I didn't mean anything by it..."

"Oh," she whispered; a hint of disappointment in her voice.

She then got and brushed herself off. "I should go. I caused enough trouble as it is. Thank you. I probably just need some rest…"

I was silent... But before she grabbed the door knob I swiftly took her hand in mine

"Chelsea wait..."

"Yes Vaughn?"

"Don't forget your bandanna…."

Chelsea sighed as if she expected something more; her eyes consumed with worry and fear.

"Thanks," she whispered. And with that she left.

Goddess… what's wrong with me?! Why couldn't I have just said how much I fucking love her...? I really am hopeless aren't I? UGH

I let her leave hoping she felt the same way as I did. Man I need a smoke after this crap. I sat down on the couch, huffing the cigarette slowly, enjoying the smooth taste of the smoke filling my lungs, and letting it all come out

"Vaughn! I told you not to smoke in the house."

I shrugged and continued to savor the comfort of the smoke.

"What happened honey. You look like you have something on your mind. Is it that Chelsea girl?"

I was a little surprised she knew exactly what was bothering me.

"Um… yea…"

"What happened?"

"I love her."

Mirabelle chuckled and held my hand. "There's nothing wrong with that sweetie. Does she know?"

"Mirabelle… her boyfriend just dumped her… I don't think it's a great idea to make a move on her…"

She smirked. "You can't tell her can you?"

"Shut up," I blushed.

Mirabelle sighed and tossed my hair. "Honey, just tell her. Why don't you take her out tonight?"

A crimson red spread across my face. "How?!"

Mirabelle chuckled again and left the room. Damn it. Why must women be so complicated?

I grabbed my shoes, and made my way to Chelsea's talking myself out of it the entire time.

Chelsea:

After I got home, I felt physically and emotionally exhausted. I mean, I just recovered horrible memories, got dumped, had a trippy nightmare… and I'm taking care of a farm. Pretty damn tiring.

I couldn't help but feel a little hurt about Vaughn… jeez dude… kiss me then all you have to say is here's your bandanna. Why do guys have to be so damn confusing?

I grabbed all the pictures of Mark and began to tear them apart while I gorged on some homemade ice cream…. I'm already starting to feel better. I was about to pop in some Disney Pixar movies to complete the break up therapy package when my phone buzzed.

Mark 3: hey, Chelsea you want to talk?

REPLY: Is it really over?

Mark 3: Idk. I don't want to be in a relationship right now… but maybe I can come over ;)

I began to shake… as much as I wanted him back… I knew what he wanted…. And... Maybe I should … then I can convince him to stay.

Before I could reply a quiet, polite knock reverberated across the small house.

I opened to see Vaughn standing there awkwardly; I slipped my phone into my pants.

"Um hi Vaughn, do you need something?"

"Ah… um… I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a walk with me."

"Like a date," I said a little too enthusiastic.

He smiled gently. "I guess so."

I happily slipped on my shoes and quickly ran my fingers through my hair. I reached into my pocket… I hesitated as I set it down on my desk… I looked back at it as I left.

Vaughn and I walked together in silence for a while, but once we reached the mountain trail I started to get uncomfortable.

"Would you like to play a game," I asked sweetly.

"Sure I suppose."

"Mkay… would you rather live by the beach or the woods?"

He shrugged. "The beach. It soothes me."

I nodded my head in agreement. "Your turn."

"What would you do if I held your hand right now," he whispered bashfully.

A look of surprise spread across my face. "I-I'd hold it back."

And with both of our faces equally bright red he held my hand in his. We sat there, in a now comfortable silence. I leaned my head against his shoulder… Mark now completely out of my thoughts.

"Vaughn…. Was it hard… when you thought I died?"

"…. Very."

"Chelsea… are you ok?"

I looked at him sadly and shook my head "I am now."

I smiled playfully and sat up; offering my hand to help him up as well, and then I tapped his head. "You're it!"

I giggled as I ran from him, and amused to see him chasing after me… He tapped my shoulder as I squealed.

"You're it," he chuckled.

I ran up to him and tackled him to the ground, he looked up at me amazed and we both started laughing. He then held my chin and leaned in to kiss me; this time I sunk into his kiss… letting the warmth of his lips fill my heart with excitement and Goosebumps scatter across my arms.

Vaughn looked up at me, and I knew he felt it too.

"I love you Vaughn," I whispered.

A/N : REEEEEAALLLYYY sorry about the long wait you guys, I had some computer problems and all my future chapters got deleted.

Hope you enjoy!