Do I seem that cruel that I would kill off Butchy?! Ye' with little faith, honestly. That's like asking me to dis' Wade Barrett - It can't be done, not with me anyway - and it's not just because I'm British either.

On another note; YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY 92 Reviews babe! Whoo! Boom bitch, boom! In your face Miss Nightshadow! Hahaha! I may have to celebrate this by writing a smuty one shot between Tanner/Butchy! ;) *Jumps up and down.*

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything to do with Teen Beach Movie, I only own the plot of this story.

Cruisin' for a Bruisin'
Chapter 5 : A So Called Fairy Tale.

Butchy's pov.

I didn't know what exactly happen. All I can remember was that I could barely see anything, my eyes were hurting and blurry, I knew I was going to cry. Then again anyone would be upset if their parents just kicked them out, I wouldn't have minded that much to be honest, but it was the way they looked at me - as though I was the scum of the earth. It wasn't even my fault, it was Tanner's, I still don't even know why he was in my bed - I thought he'd gone home. The moron. For some reason I don't really feel that angry towards him though, I don't know whether it's from the fact that I can't help but feel something for Tanner ever since I fall into his arms, or the fact that I'm in pain right now.

I coughed and almost choked as blood comes out of my mouth. I look over to the side, my Bikes in ruins - the wheels are nearer to me than the actually frame which from the looks of it - it's going to take a morgage to fix. Well, dang it. Here I am with a trunk from a tree sticking out of my side and I'm more concerned about my bike than anything else. I still can't believe that I'm in this mess, I just wanted to get away from everything and everyone. So I got on my bike and rode away, I took a shortcut, a road that not many used because of where it's located. On the one side of the road you've got an overhanging cliff that drops 50ft to the sea-line.

The opposite side you had a small wooden area that was pretty much too dangerous to go near. The trees were too big and their branches stuck out like sharp knifes, guess where I landed? A car had been coming round the bend of the road, another reason it's dangerous, I had to have been going at 60. My eye sight blurry thanks to tears, my mind kept wondering back to what happened and why Tanner had wanted to speak to me in the first place - so I wasn't focusing properly. And well, let's just say the car won.

My bike crashed into it and I went flying, the air was so cold. I landed in the top of the trees at first, but then I tried to move and I fall. Landing on more than one broken tree trunk that went through my side. It hurt like a bitch.I'm pretty sure I know who the car driver was, but I can't be sure. I can see the car in the distance, the driver's head's on the steering wheel and the passenger was nowhere to be seen - well, that's if there was a passenger, I can't remember. It's kinda weird, because now I can barely think of why I was out here in the first place...It's like it's there at the back of my mind, but I just can't see it.

Well that's annoying. A name keeps popping up, it's Tanner's. I have no idea why, but I just want to see him standing by me - telling me it's going to be okay. Huh, maybe I'm dying? Funny, my life's not flashing before my eyes . Lela, Cheechee, Struts, Lugnut and Tanner are the only things i want to see. Their all smiling and laughing, almost like us bikers and the surfers are finally at peace with each other.

I think I may have hit my head a little too hard, not wearing a helmet probably didn't help much either. Black spots starts to fill my vision, fantastic - note the sarcasm. I feel as though my throat's swollen and my eyes are burning hard, my limbs feel heavy and so does my head. My minds spinning and I feel as though I could just fall. This sucks, everywhere hurts. My breathing slows down a lot. I realise that it's raining, strange, it was sunny a few minutes ago. Or hours, I'm not exactly sure how much time has passed since the crash. I look straight ahead, the clouds are a dark grey colour, not really the nicest thing to look at when everything's going dark around you.

"Tanner..." His name passes my lips for the final time - and then everything went black...

Tanners pov.

It's raining. I don't know when it started though...

My chest feels heavy, my heart feels sore, my head hurts with how much I'm thinking too. All I want is to find Butchy and talk to him. I can't shift this bad feeling dwelling in the pit of my stomach, something bad's happened - I don't know how I know - but I just know. My mind runs back to a night ago, when I'd went to Butchy's house. How I sneaked in without him knowing it, how I rolled under his bed so I wouldn't get caught, then having Butchy come back into his room - I rolled out to surprise him - but he was already fast a sleep.

He's face was softer than normal, his hands tightly closed together as he snored softly, his brown coloured hair slightly lingering on his face in the most adorable way possible. I had leaned forwards and brushed my fingers through his hair, gently as to not wake him up. Butchy groaned a little, moving his head close to me. I watched him for a while longer, in a total "none creepy way," but the peaceful atmosphere soon changed.

Butchy started to whimper in his sleep, almost as though he was having a nightmare. Without thinking, I got on the bed and pulled Butchy towards me. Wrapping my arms around his small frame. It took a short while of Butchy trying to break from my hold, but finally he gave in. Butchy snuggled into my embrace and stopped whimpering, instead he was back to sleeping peacefully. Before I realised it, I was falling to sleep too. I was only trying to help Butchy that night, I didn't mean for anything bad to happen like it did in the morning with he's parents -

"Tanner?" I jumped, turning towards Brady. He looked concerned about why I hadn't been listening, I just shrugged my shoulders for him to continue on with what he had to say. Brady held his hands tightly together, I could tell he was uncomfortable about what he was going to say.

"This isn't real..." Brady said, looking me in the eyes. "None of this is real. I don't know what happened, but I'm guessing Butchy must have fallen into your arms..."

"Yeah, Butchy fall into my arms, but what are you on about - this not being real?"

"It's all a film, the feelings that you're feeling for Butchy aren't real. You're supposed to be in love with Butchy's sister, Lela - not actually Butchy."

"Wha-what?"

"All of this is a movie, me and Mack somehow ended up here - I don't know how. But none of it's going the way it's supposed too!"

Before I knew it, I was up from where I was seated. The raining hitting against my body hard, but I didn't care. Was Brady telling me the truth? Why would he lie if he wasn't? I don't know, but one thing I do know is that whether or not Brady's lying to me - I still have to find Butchy. He's mine...

Before anyone even goes there, I'm not killing OFF BUTCHY! I have an idea of where this is going, whether you lot like that or not - I'll have to wait and see.

I need to ask something: What would you guys say if they ended up in the real world? Maybe have it that Butchy's injuries were so bad that only the modern day hospitals can save him? And then they have to try and save the movie, or just have them live in the modern world and face new dangers? I think that'll also make it easier for Mack and Lela to get closer and Tanner/Butchy. What do you think? If not - suggestions are welcome.