Townsville High
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Chapter 20 - I'm crazy for you.
Last Chapter - Blossom ran back to Citysville and stayed with an old friend. Butch and Buttercup's friendship got chaotic. &Dr Russell told Boomer he was literally losing his mind over Bubbles.
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Blossom's eyes rolled open. She turned her head and cringed at the sun that was creeping though the open curtains. She sat up and rubbed her tired eyes. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was, Sky's bed. Sky slept on the couch. Blossom dragged herself out of bed and smiled as she looked around the room.
She used to be in this house a lot, and Sky's room hadn't changed one bit. Blossom walked over to the cabinet, and traced her finger along it. She stopped when she noticed a picture in a golden frame. In the picture was Blossom and her sisters, and Sky. It made her smile, until she laid eyes on Bubbles. She picked up the picture and frowned.
Her eye twitched as she started crying. She really needed her sister right now, when everything was crumbling at her feet. That was the brilliant thing about Bubbles, she had such hope that even in the worst situation, she could convince anyone that things would get better. She truly was amazing.
"Do you remember that day?" Sky asked as she appeared at the door. She was dressed in her white and baby blue pyjamas. Blossom turned around, still holding the picture, and nodded at Sky.
"We had just got out for summer break, and we all wanted to go to the beach but Bubbles wanted to go to the park. I said we could do whatever she wanted to do, and she said to me that what she wanted didn't matter. So we went to the beach, and Bubbles spent the day making sure we were all happy." Blossom sighed at the memory.
Sky smiled brightly. "Your sister is a great person, Blossy. I always knew she'd grow up to make an impact on the world, and she obviously has. When she wakes up, make sure she gives me a call so I can tell her that."
"How can you be so sure that she'll wake up? I mean, how can you be so positive?" Blossom asked as she put the picture back on the burgundy cabinet. Sky smiled and walked over to Blossom.
"Bubbles taught be to be that way. Like I said, she made a real impact on this world."
Blossom nodded with a smile. "You're right. I don't think any of us would be the way we are if it wasn't for her. It's just hard when she's not around. I miss her smile, and her laugh, and the way she would say the stupidest things to make us all laugh too. I guess some little things you really take for granted, huh?" Blossom choked out a bitter laugh. Sky hugged Blossom tight, nodding into her shoulder.
"Everything's going to be alright, Blossy."
Blossom smiled.
His dark blue eyes were fixed on what Dr Russell had in his hands. He had been giving Boomer pills to help with his mental problems, but Boomer was sure that he didn't have any. His mind was racing as he began to think that Dr Russell was crazy, supplying pills to someone who didn't need them. That was the only explanation, right.
Boomer eyes narrowed as Dr Russell handed him the two red and blue pills and a plastic cup of water. As soon as Boomer seen the plastic cup, his mind remembered when he brought it back for Bubbles, and noticed she wasn't awake. He remembered dropping the cup in shock, and his feet getting covered in water. He pushed the memory out of his head.
Boomer put the two pills in his mouth, and took a drink. He lay back on the bed and pulled the covers over him. Dr Russell left the room, just as Boomer spat out the pills. He looked down at his hand where the pills where, and threw the pills in the bin.
Who needs medication when you're perfectly fine?
"Shouldn't have done that." Boomer heard a voice, but no one was there.
He looked around. "Who's there?"
"You need to take your pills, Boomer. Do you want to be crazy forever?" The voice asked in a mocking tone. Boomer started to get angry and shot up in his bed. He was panting like a wild animal, ready to attack whoever was speaking to him.
"I'm not crazy!" He yelled. He heard footsteps coming closer. Boomer got out of bed and looked around, desperate to find out who it was. He heard more footsteps coming from right behind him, and spun around only to gasp. It was Bubbles.
"..You're awake?" He asked, unsure.
Bubbles laughed bitterly. "Yes, you're not that crazy." Boomer shook his head, muttering no. He thought she woke up before, this could easily be his mind playing tricks on him. This wasn't Bubbles, this wasn't anybody. This was madness.
"You're not here." He said angrily. Bubbles lips curved into a smirk, and she tilted her head. Just seeing the body language, Boomer knew this wasn't the real Bubbles. It was his imagination. Then Boomer realised, how could be seeing this if he was perfectly sane? What was going on!?
"Oh, but I am, Boom. Look..I'm right here." She put her hand out to touch his, but he stepped back. Bubbles frowned before smirking again and laughing viciously. She walked over to him and narrowed her eyes playfully, the smirk still set on her perfect pink lips.
"Mabey you're right, mabey I'm not here, mabey you're just fucking insane." She laughed in his face. Boomer groaned out loud in anger and restfulness. He threw his hands out to push her away from him, but as soon as his hands got near her body, the image disappeared.
He panted heavily and screamed in anger. Boomer kicked the bin half way across the room. He got back in his bed and shook his head over and over, breathing like it was his last breath.
"I'm not crazy..I'm not crazy..I'm not crazy." He chanted over and over again.
Butch grunted as he tossed and turned. His head was killing him, and he couldn't seem to remember much of the other night. He turned around and opened his eyes, that hurt because of the pounding in his head. He saw Buttercup sleeping quietly beside him, then remembered what happened last night.
Him and Buttercup had gotten so drunk that they passed out on the bed by eleven at night. They just talked all night. They talked about how they've both changed in ways that no one could have imagined. How they grew up from the delinquents they once were. They talked about their siblings, and how they changed too.
Then that was all Butch remembered. Falling asleep was the last thing. They had a good night, it was fun. It felt like they were themselves again.
Butch climbed out of bed and stood up. He almost tripped over some of the empty bottles that were surrounding the room. He accidently kicked one over, causing Buttercup to stir and wake up. She opened her eyes and glanced up at Butch, with a small smile.
"My head hurts." She muttered.
"Same here." Butch chuckled. Buttercup sat up and rubbed her aching temples. Butch noticed a cup of water on the nightstand and sat on the bed before passing it to Buttercup.
"What's on the agenda for today then, Sunshine?" Butch smirked at the look on her face. She shrugged and took a long sip of the water before placing it back on the nightstand. She turned back to Butch.
"Well I don't feel like going to hospital today, I will tomorrow, just not today. So, why don't we go to the skate park?" Buttercup suggested. Butch faked a yawn, causing Buttercup to aim her pillow at him. She threw it at him, but he caught it.
"Aren't we a bit old for pillow fights?" Butch smirked.
Buttercup rolled her eyes. "Shut up. What do you want to do then?"
"Arcade?" He asked.
"Aren't we a bit old for the arcade?" Buttercup mocked. Butch chuckled and shook his head before putting the soft green pillow back on the bed beside her.
"Not really, get dressed." He said before walking out of the room. Buttercup shrugged and walked over to her small closet. She picked out a pair of black jeans, a lime green tank top and a pair of green sneakers. She got changed quickly and headed downstairs.
She found Butch in the living room. He was cleaning up some of the mess that they had both left last night. Buttercup laughed and took a seat on the couch, kicking her legs up onto the table.
"Oh boy, my own personal maid." Buttercup said smirking.
"For that, you can clean this yourself later. Let's go." He shot back.
Blossom needed air.
She stepped outside Sky's beautiful house and into the world. Her feet moved slow through the grass of Sky's back garden. Blossom had never felt more alone. She paced slowly and dragged herself over to the bench sitting in the garden. She took a seat and just thought to herself.
Sky had went out to the shops, leaving Blossom to think. She had spent all morning staring at that picture. It was eating away at her. All she wanted to do was see Brick, and hug him. It was getting harder to stay away from him and everyone. Although she didn't go back, she needed time, she didn't answer a single call or text.
Her eyes shined bright as she looked up into the sky. Blossom sighed as she heard her phone buzz in the pocket of her shorts. She knew it would be one of them, asking her to return to them. She pulled out her phone and stared blankly at the text.
Bloss, you haven't been replying to any of our texts. Are you doing okay? Thing's aren't good here. TJ is acting strange, Boomer is..changing, and Brick? He misses you. We all do. We need you, B. Please come home? Max. Xoxo
Blossom frowned deeply. Everyone really did miss her..
"There you are." Sky said as she came out into the garden. Her shiny blue hair bounced as she walked over. Sky took a seat beside Blossom and glanced at the text that was on her phone screen.
"They need you."
Blossom shook her head. "No. They have each other, I have a dying sister. No one understands how that feels!" Blossom's outburst caused Sky to frown. She put her hand on Blossom's.
"Really? What about Buttercup. I'm sure she knows how it feels, more than you do, she's there dealing with it right now. Buttercup's already losing one sister, don't let her lose another one, Blossy."
Blossom gasped slightly. How could she have forgotten about Buttercup? She had abandoned her sister in her time of need. How could she be so selfish? Running away was making Buttercup break down. Butch was all she had left now. Blossom looked at Sky with a sad expression.
"You're right, Skylar. I can't be weak anymore. Running away wasn't exactly the best idea, was it?" Blossom asked.
"I think it was the best thing you could have done, you're just waiting too long. You're not weak, you're just scared that you won't be able to face the music. I know it's hard, but it's just as hard for everyone else. It's time to go back, Blossom." Sky said. Blossom nodded in understanding and hugged Sky.
"I'm going to miss you."
Sky smiled. "This isn't goodbye, it never is for us. Now go, honey." Blossom nodded and pulled away. She smiled at Sky before standing up and walking away. She held her head high, and headed back to Townsville, to face the music.
"You don't look so good." A voice called from the door.
Boomer looked up from his enticing action novel, and saw Tyler standing by the door with his arms crossed. Boomer noticed something strange about him, he didn't look happy at all. He seemed mad, but didn't show it much. Boomer put his book down beside him on the bed.
"I don't feel that great, either. What are you doing here, Ty? Come to tell me how you've missed my company?" Boomer laughed bitterly. "I've been awake for a few days, and you're just visiting now? Why?"
Tyler sighed and looked away. His eyes shot darkly back at his best friend. Was this how it had to be now? One girl managed to destroy their friendship, and she was still doing it even though she wasn't even breathing on her own. Tyler strolled over to Boomer's bed and stood perfectly still.
"I know you're in love with my girlfriend." He shot at him. Boomer didn't show any sign of self loath. He just smiled at Tyler, not in his usual way, it was more of a taunting smile. It made Tyler's skin crawl.
"What makes you think that?" Boomer asked, sounding innocent, but his eyes showing sin.
"Don't play dumb with me, you're already dumb either way." Boomer grimaced at his comment. "You're in love with her, you always have been. You can't deny it. She likes you too, she doesn't love you though. Who knows, mabey she loves me."
"Mabey she doesn't love either of us." Boomer challenged.
Tyler laughed harshly. "Mabey not, but she seems to like both of us. I know her all too well, and I know she's going to wake up sooner or later, and when she does..she's gonna have to choose."
"Why are you making this into a game? Feelings aren't a game, Ty. Mabey to you they are, after all you always have been a player, right? Everything's a game with you." Boomer spat.
Tyler smiled. "Stop acting like you know me. You were born to kill her, but you changed for her, and I did too. This isn't a game, this is life."
Boomer narrowed his eyes. He knew on some level that Tyler had changed, far too much. He used to not care about anyone, he would get in trouble on a daily basis, and he hated his own little sister. Now, he was committed to someone and changing more and more each day. Boomer hated to admit it, but he had changed for Bubbles.
"You're right." Boomer admitted. "Bubbles will wake up one day, and she can choose who she wants. Although I think we both know who that is." Boomer mocked. He didn't actually know, no one did, it was just fun to push his buttons. Boomer missed his best friend though, he wanted this to stop. It wouldn't stop until she finally chose.
"Who would have thought." Boomer continued. "Two best friends finally coming to terms that they both love one girl."
Tyler's face remained blank. "We have come to terms with this, Boomer. It's sorted, but you're not my best friend anymore."
Boomer's expression softened as Tyler walked out of the room. He sighed and sat with his head in his hands. How could he let things get so out of control? He lost his best friend again. Love really does make people crazy..
"I feel so loved." Her voice.
Boomer groaned as he looked up and saw Bubbles, or rather his imagination, sitting on the hospital room table with her legs crossed. She smirked at Boomer, who didn't look amused at seeing her.
"Get out of my head." He said, returning to his book.
"Oh, that's not so easy. You can't stop thinking about me, can you? Sweet little Bubbles Utonium, playing two guys that love her. I really am a bitch." She laughed evilly.
"Bubbles isn't a bitch, and you're not her." Boomer replied, not looking up from his book.
"Yeah, right, and you're not crazy." She rolled her eyes.
"I'm not."
"Aw, Boomer, dear. You're insane, and you have me to thank for that." She smirked.
Boomer finally looked up from his book, but she was gone. He sighed and threw his book over to the wall where she once was. He screamed in anger, losing control of his own body. Why did his mind have to keep playing tricks on him? It was really starting to make him worse.
He glanced at the bin where all of his pills were. Dr Russell hadn't seemed to notice he wasn't taking them, Boomer was very sneaky. Suddenly as he realised how often he was starting to see her, and how he wasn't taking his medication, something dawned on him.
Mabey he really was fucking insane.
"Score!" Buttercup exclaimed.
Her and Butch were at the arcade, playing air hockey. The score currently was two for Buttercup and one for Butch. Of course Buttercup was winning. Butch slammed the hockey puck to her side, but she blocked it. She knocked it away so hard that it flew right into Butch's goal. He groaned as Buttercup grinned.
"Hope you're not letting me win again." Buttercup smirked.
"You'll never know." He smirked back before smashing the puck away, too fast for Buttercup. It flew into her goal. Butch smiled and threw his arm in the air in victory. He still hadn't won yet thought.
Buttercup and Butch played for an other half hour, constantly tieing each other's score. They finally decided to take a break. They walked to the seats and sat down. Buttercup turned to Butch with a weird expression plastered on her face.
"Hey, do you remember much of last night? It's kind of a blank to me." Buttercup laughed.
"Not really, I remember us talking all night then passing out on the bed. We were pretty drunk by the end of the night, huh? We must have been talking absolute bullshit." He chuckled. Buttercup smiled and nodded before looking away. Her smile faded slightly as she looked down at the ground.
Little did Butch know, Buttercup remembered the whole night, and one part of it stuck in her mind..
Flashback;
Buttercup couldn't sleep. She turned her head and saw Butch, slowly stirring. He was starting to wake up. His eyes rolled open to see Buttercup looked down at him.
She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, a cigarette in hand. She was watching some action/comedy type movie. Butch sat up and gained her attention again. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.
"You been asleep?" Butch asked.
"Nope. You passed out a few hours ago." Buttercup replied. Butch chuckled and bent over the side of the bed, searching for something. Buttercup raised her eyebrow in curiosity as he rummaged around for something.
"What you looking for?" Butch came back up, holding a bottle of Whiskey mixed with gin and root beer; a drink they had invented while they were intoxicated.
"This." He laughed. "If you can't sleep, I need something that will keep me up. I assume seen as you were watching me when I woke up, you want my company." He replied. Buttercup smiled in gratefulness and nodded. They both watched the movie in silence as Butch drank.
Two movies later, Butch was falling about the bed. Buttercup laughed at him as he fell down the side. He groaned as he gripped the bed sheets to pull himself back up. He smiled as he watched her laugh hysterically.
"You're a fucking idiot." Buttercup grinned.
"Y-You got that right, Sunshine." He laughed along with her. "Listen, B-Butters. I need to tell you something." He whispered dramatically making Buttercup laugh even more.
"Go on." She said.
"I lied." He whispered. Buttercup raised her eyebrow as Butch sat beside her and swung the bottle about for effect. Buttercup was starting to wonder what he was going to say.
"I-I said that the kiss was because I wanted to k-know if you have feelings, but really I wanted to know if you have feelings.." He paused dramaticly. "..for me." He whispered before bursting into laughter.
Buttercup's eyes grew.
"Shhh." He brought his finger to his lips. "D-Don't tell Buttercup, okay."
Then he passed out.
Buttercup didn't want to mention it, because she was embarrassed, and she knew Butch would be too. Still she couldn't stop thinking about it. He liked her. Butch Jojo, liked her. Who would have thought?
This was a time that Buttercup really needed Bubbles. She was always the best when it came to guy problems, apart from her own of course. Buttercup needed her more than ever now.
"Let's go play air hockey again, you're going down, Sunshine." Butch laughed as he stood up.
Buttercup faked a smile.
Woo, please tell me what you all think? Hope you liked it!
Next Chapter - Blossom returns to Townsville. Buttercup tries to forget that her best friend has feelings for her. Boomer starts seeing Bubbles everywhere, and Maxine tells Tyler she wants to meet her real mother.
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