(Vicki's PoV)

Vicki sat in her wheelchair at a table while Timmy ordered their food for lunch. She almost couldn't believe how much time had went by today. She knew the saying, 'Time flies when your having fun.' Though she also knew that the faster it went by, the sooner the day would be over, and she really didn't want the day to be over. Timmy had planned this day, yesterday. Though she didn't know if after... well after yesterday, if he'd even want to take her anywhere again, and was only doing this to be nice.

Her mind was busying running hot and cold about what Timmy thought, mostly she wanted to know what he thought about this morning. Mostly about waking up intertwined with her. She could feel her cheeks turn red as she thought about it. She quickly used her hair to cover her face. Normally she would use her hair to just hide her face, or when she was ashamed... or just because she didn't want people looking at her. Now she was using it to hide her embarrassment.

Timmy returned with their lunch and sat down, he looked at her and looked disappointed for a moment and she didn't know exactly what she had done... maybe he was still disappointed with about the pills. She couldn't really blame him, it had just happened the night before. Actually what shocked her, was that after last night, he hadn't even pressured her into telling him why. He seemed to want to know... really wanted to know, but he wouldn't push. She liked that about him.

"Here you go" Timmy slide her tray in front of her. She had a big appetite today, maybe it was because she hadn't eaten anything the night before.

"Thanks," Whatever the reason she was hungry, she didn't care. She and Timmy ate silently, and every now and again she'd look around at the people passing by. The times that she had went to the mall with Tootie, she would 'people watch.' She'd wonder what people were thinking, and what they did at home. Each person had their own life, personality. Most of them were happy with their lives, with the people that loved them. Lucky people.

"I thought you said that you couldn't come to the mall and meet us today." A voice she knew all too well called from behind her. If she hadn't been busy thinking, she would have seen Timmy trying to slouch and hide behind her. "Hey Vicki."

"I didn't say I couldn't come to the mall." Timmy sighed, and put his lunch down. "I said I had plans today, and couldn't hang around with you guys."

"Hey Tootie. I could wait here for a while, if you wanted to hang out with your friends Timmy," she said, and she didn't mean it. The day had already been going too fast for her liking, she didn't want to lose anymore time with Timmy than she had to. Then again, she couldn't just keep him from his friends.

"Yeah, see Vicky doesn't mind." Vicki wondered if her sister knew she did mind, or if she really thought she didn't mind... but did she mind? It wasn't as if Timmy belonged to her in anyway. The only phrase that would make sense, was Timmy was her, roommate, even that wasn't entirely true. She was Timmy's house guest.

"I actually planned this day out for Vicki, it wouldn't be right if I just left her." Timmy said, Vicki could tell that he really didn't want to go with Tootie, and she wasn't exactly sure why.

"It'll be just for a few minutes. Thirty at the most." Tootie smiled that sickenly sweet smile, that usually got her what she wanted, and Vicki mentally prepared to sit here alone for a while.

"I'm not going to leave someone that I had plans with. We can hang out another time Tootie." Timmy said, never lifting his eyes from his lunch. Tootie huffed her face turning red as she glared at Timmy. Vicki hadn't really seen this side of her sister before.

"Seriously? You always bail on us. It's like you're avoiding us." Tootie continued to stare at him, then glared more when he didn't answer. "You are aren't you?"

Tootie gave Vicki a very dark look before storming over to the table that had Timmy's two other friends. She hadn't noticed them before, and wondered if Timmy knew they had been there. She noticed that Timmy watched Tootie leave, and sighed softly. She thought that Tootie had given up her love for Timmy long ago. The look that Tootie had given her was jealousy... And the way Timmy looked at her... Did he...

"Timmy?" He looked back to her and smiled, shrugging his shoulders as if saying, 'What's with her.' "I was wondering... do you have a thing for Tootie?"

"I... well..." Timmy started and looked down at the table, which at first she assumed meant yes. "I did... I don't know. Lately I don't see her like that anymore. Something... changed..."

He didn't seem too sure on the subject, and she wondered what he meant about something changed. Timmy, while usually good at portraying himself, this time he didn't seem to know how to express what he meant. Nor did he look like he even knew what had changed. She shrugged her shoulders, not really knowing what else to do. She wished she could give some kind of advice, but she didn't have any luck in the love department. So it wouldn't be nice to give him advice, she was sure would blow up in his face, like it had hers many times. So she just left it alone and changed the topic.

They had finished their lunch, and they once again resumed looking around the mall. Went into a few more stores, until finally they stopped as a store that sold games, music cd's and movies. Movies had been Timmy's idea, that they could pick up a couple of moves and maybe some snacks for them. Something to do after dinner.

The main reason he said was so they could get to know each other better, and what movies someone likes helps define the person. She wasn't sure that was true or not, but movies and snacks... how could she argue. She liked only one kind of movie, anything horror related. She loved scary movies, she always had. Timmy had mentioned that if that's what she liked, then they might have a hard time buying a movie, because he had a lot of horror movies, and he wasn't sure that movies that he didn't have had been released yet.

They found three movies that neither of them had seen before, instead of picking one, they Timmy decided to get all three. Even if they didn't watch them all in one night, he'd have them for another night, and for his collection. She felt bad she didn't buy anything, not that she could have anyways. She didn't have any money, sure she could ask her parents. They'd give it to her willingly, it was just the fact of asking them for anything. Material things... they'd part with those easily enough. Caring, love, affection, those where the things that were hard to get from her parents... unless you were Tootie.

Dinner had been simple enough, Timmy decided to order a couple pizzas to eat while watching movies, with the snacks it might not have been the healthiest choice of meals, but since he was buying it, and it was hit house, who was she to stop him? She actually liked sitting on the couch with Timmy. Maybe it was because it was a lot softer than the wheelchair, well to be fair, the wheelchair was soft enough, just she didn't like sitting in one place too long. She should ask Timmy if his mom had crutches, so she could at least stand, and move around without the chair.

The first movie was a bit more gory than she was used to, though Timmy didn't seem to have an issue with it. He was like one of those weird people. They were soft, caring and sensitive, a person you wouldn't expect to like the gory, violent movies. It just didn't fit in with his personality. It was shocking to know that he had picked it out. When he told her that he liked horror movies, she assumed milder horror movies, not this kind. But she couldn't complain, she actually liked the movie. Though during pauses for Timmy to get a drink, or one of them to go to the bathroom, she wondered if this was what couples did... not that they were a couple... she was just curious. Before she could think too much Timmy would return, or she'd have to leave the restroom, because she didn't know how long she had actually been in there.

Timmy had returned from the kitchen with more pizza for them, they hadn't gotten into the candy just yet. While they both liked the movie, they lost a bit of their appetite during the movie, and decided to eat before the next one. The next movie was a super natural horror, in her opinion, they were less gory than the human on human horror movies. Humans were vicious creatures, and always inventing new and scary ways to torture and kill others.

"Sorry," Timmy said as he handed her a plate. At first she wondered why he was sorry, everything on the plate looked like what she had asked for, and the drink he sat down was what she asked for. "The movie was a bit more gory than usual."

"Oh no, that's alright." Now understanding what he meant, in fact it hadn't really bothered her... though given their pasts together, she wondered if he ever thought she was capable of doing any of that to him. "Compared to that guy, I didn't seem like such a horrible babysitter, huh?"

"I don't think you were horrible." he looked down at his pizza for a moment before continuing, "Back then, yeah I thought you were the worst. I've had time to think about it now. And since you've been here, you're not the same person, but you are. So I think that you are the same person. Only you realized that being mean... didn't get you anywhere. Deep down, I always knew you were a nice person. No one could ever really be that evil."

She didn't know how to respond to that. It was one thing to think that someone thought you were the worst person in the entire world, but to realize that person didn't think that, and though that you could actually be nice inside, even while being like she was... it left her speechless. This was what made Timmy appealing to her, he was forgiving... wait, not appealing, she didn't... couldn't like the boy, could she? Even if she she, no one would ever accept them together. Timmy... well she doubted he would even consider it, what could she offer him? Nothing.

"You alright?" she flinched when she felt his hand rub her cheek. She didn't notice what it was at first. Then she realized why he had rubbed her cheek. He wiped a tear from her face, though when she flinched he yanked his hand back looking at her, with a worried look on his face.

Except for the doctors, and Timmy helping her with various things, and the accident in the bathroom... no one touched her. It had been so long since anyone touched her... to just touch her... and this wasn't one of those times. But it was more than that, because he was being caring. She just looked at him, her pink eyes staring into his blue... what was the angle? There had to be a reason for him being nice. No, Timmy wasn't like that, she told herself. Timmy didn't have an angle, he was just nice. He was Timmy.

"Vicki?" his voice was hesitant, and held concern in it, though she wasn't sure if it was concern for her, or him. True, at one point she would have scolded him for touching her... would she have really? Or would she have been shocked that he even tried. "You're not mad are you?"

"Huh? Oh... no, I'm not mad... it's just..." Just what? How could she explain to him that she wanted to know what was going on here. How was she supposed to explain to him, that she might... might be developing feelings for him... No... that's not what she meant. She meant, how would she explain that no one had bothered to touch her out of kindness in a long time... that no one really cared if she shed a tear or not.

Then she did something she hadn't done since she was a young girl, cried in front of someone. She couldn't help it, all the emotions inside her with no real release, it was like a dam had broken that was holding everything in place... a dam that had been damaged time and time again, and just now finally broken. How long had she just wanted this boy to see the kinder side of her. Before all this, she really didn't know why she wanted... no needed him to know. She didn't know if she actually might be falling in love with this kind boy, or if she already had long ago and never knew it... or if she was just grasping at the only person that was holding a hand out to her. Worst of all, she didn't even know how to express any of it, so she just cried...

She didn't know when he had moved closer to her, she didn't know when she had started talking, if you could call it talking, she doubted Timmy understood a word of it. She didn't care though, his arms were around her, and her head was on his shoulder as she sobbed. It felt weird... and good at the same time. It was more things that confused her, but she didn't care, or didn't want to care... maybe a little of both. She put her arms around him, and held on like he was the only thing keeping her afloat in this flood of emotions.

She kept her head on his shoulder even after she stopped crying. Too ashamed to look at him after that... too worried that this might be the last physical contact from him, unless it was for help. Too worried he had understood anything she had said about maybe having feelings for him. The biggest reason she didn't let go, was because she didn't want it to end. That was short lived as he pulled back looking at her...

(Timmy's PoV)

Timmy looked at her after pulling back, her hair covering most of her face. It had always bother him, that her hair covered her face, and that he could only see one pink eye looking back at him... only this time it wasn't looking at him, instead it was looking down. The white part of the visible eye was a lighter shade of pink, with red veins running through. Normally he'd want to move the hair out of her face, but he was starting to get used to it. It hid her beauty, which only made it more apparent when it was shown...

He'd never expected her to cry. She was human, so of course she cried. But that wasn't what he was expecting tonight. It was supposed to be fun, and movies. One minute they were talking, and the next she was crying. He tried to understand what she was saying, in hopes of being able to help her with what was bothering her. It must have been important, or she wouldn't have said it. Though that he heard, or what he thought he heard... he had only heard bits and pieces but... he must have heard wrong. Especially the parts he heard about him

He grabbed a clean napkin and started to dry her face, in doing so he had to move her hair from her face. Something he loved doing. Those pink eyes kept looking at him curiously, as if she were just seeing him for the first time, or if he was some strange creature she was trying to figure out. He ignored it, he couldn't imagine Vicki would have let many people this close to her, much less wiping her face clean of tears.

"Feel any better?" he asked, as he begrudgingly let her hair reclaim her face. He wondered if she cut her hair in this fashion for that reason. Since it so naturally covered her face except that one eye, part of her left cheek, half her nose and half of her lips. Still he wanted to ask about what she had said... mostly the parts that concerned him. But he wasn't sure how he should bring it up. What ever happened, he was sure, that she couldn't feel that way about him. He just mixed up what she was saying.

"Maybe..." It sounded like she just said it, to make him think she felt better. After the suicide attempt, and now with her just breaking down and crying... there was something wrong with her... and he needed to find out. "I'm... just..." she sighed, finally pulling away from his embrace, the one she wanted to keep. She looked down, "I'm just confused."

"Want to talk about it?" she shook her head, obviously still not ready to talk about it. Which was going to drive him insane, since he wanted clarification about the parts that concerned him. "Alright, how about... uh... we start the next movie?"

She nodded as he got up to change the disks, then decided it would be a good time for for the snacks. She wasn't actually done with her pizza, but chocolate made people feel better right? He was sure he read that somewhere, but couldn't recall where. He grabbed another couple drinks for them, so they wouldn't have to stop in the middle of the movie again, then sat down on the couch. He waited until she said she was ready before starting the movie. '

This movie was a lot less gory, not that he minded gore, it was just that gore and eating never really went hand in hand. Half way through the third movie, Timmy hadn't noticed how close him and Vicki had gotten until she was laying against him, her eyes closed. He wasn't sure how long she had been asleep before leaning against him.

"Vicki?" he called softly, she stirred a bit but didn't wake up. What she said didn't make sense at all, he laughs a little before stopping the movie.

"Hey... I was watching that." she sat up, obviously the lack of sound had woken her. She looked over at him, and he about laughed. She was having a hard time keeping her eyes open, there was drool at the corner of her mouth that she didn't notice, until he used a napkin to wipe it off. The parts of her face that was visible instantly turned pink, then red, he couldn't help but find it cute... and attractive?

"You were sleeping." He smiled not really know why he was smiling. Was it because it felt right?

"I wasn't." she said defiantly. Or was it because it was Vicki here with him. Would he have felt this way if it had been any other girl? No, he didn't think so... at one point he would have given anything for it to be Trixie, and there was a time not long ago he'd have liked it to be Tootie... but he couldn't imagine doing this with them and being calm and comfortable with it.

He hadn't realized how close they had gotten, hadn't realized how silent it was. Their faces were inches apart, Vicki's eyes had closed but his didn't. He was confused by his own actions, he knew what he was doing but for some reason he couldn't stop himself. Vicki was going to kill him when he did it... he just knew it, and at the same time, he couldn't help but think, 'It's so worth it,' and he sure didn't know where that thought came from.

The moment his lips touched hers, there was a hesitation on both sides, he wasn't sure why she hesitated. He knew he did because he was expecting death... but it never came. He flinched a little when her arms wrapped around him, and she leaned into the kiss, only because he expected some kind of violence. One thing was sure, he didn't expect her to eagerly kiss back, or how eagerly he meet the new passion that had been ignited in the once vicious girl.

(Vicki's PoV)

She had begun to realize how close he was leaning towards her, she used all her willpower to not lean in, she wanted him to make this choice... she wasn't even fully awake, but her mind kept trying to figure out what caused this reaction... maybe she could repeat it in the future.

Once his lips touched hers, she hesitated, because she felt him stop... had he come to his senses, and decided that this was a bad idea? Had he even kissed a girl before? Once his body relaxed a little she brought her arms up around him, and kissed back eagerly. She was starved for emotions, for affection. She needed this... without something in her life, there was no point in continuing. She wouldn't survive without this. Her passion seemed to light the fuse, as he started kissing back.

Seconds seemed to turn into minutes, and minutes to hours... then time seemed to stop completely for everything except her an him. The cast made it awkward to 'make out' on the couch, but it didn't stop them from figuring it out. It only stopped when both of them realized that exploration had begun to lead a little farther than both of them should wander so soon. And the passionate kisses turned into smaller kisses, then ended with them staring into each others eyes.