Found this on my computer… its long and sad… poor Willa. this is one of the 20 I didn't think I'd put up.

This one's a little more T-rated.

Willa's POV…

I sat on the beach, looking out at the waves. It was so peaceful, so beautiful. I could hear the soft thud of the cold rain that was falling around me. It had to have been a hurricane, or at least a tropical storm, with the amount of rain pouring from the sky. I was the only one here, obviously.

I watched the water drip down, off of my hair. It was rolling down my forehead, into my eyes. But that didn't matter, since there was already water pouring out of them, even before the rain had started.

I watched the blood pour down my chin, from my nose. Onto the sand.

I heard the thunder, and saw lightning far out over the sea.

Hey look!

My mind flashed back to hours before.

It's Freakshow Angelo!

I let out a sob.

"Yo Freakshow!"

I turned my head to look at the girls approaching me. I had been sitting in front of the lockers, after school, reading a book. It was the only place I could read peacefully, with my mother constantly screaming at my brother and I lately.

"I d-don't have a-any money t-today, so leave me alone!"

"Oh-ho-ho, we don't want your stupid money. That test you gave me the answers to? I got a forty."

"S-sorry. I d-did too."

"Getting dumber, Freakshow?" she picked me up by the shoulders, smashing me against the locker. Why did I have to be so small? "I want the right answers next time." She brought her fist back, and gave me a solid punch in the eye. Another, in my nose. One more, in the gut, as she dropped me and I crumpled to the ground. She kicked me in the side, whispering "Nobody likes you, anyways." Her cronies laughed as she walked away.

I lay on the ground for a while.

"Willa?" Another, friendlier voice. "Willa? Oh my god, are you alright, I-"

"Just d-drop it! Okay? Wh-What do you care! I'm j-just a freak!"

I picked up my bags and book, now covered in blood from my nose, and ran out as fast as I could.

"Willa!"

The doors slammed shut behind me, and I ran home. Which wasn't any better.

"Isabella Angelo! You get down here NOW!"

I hastily came downstairs.

"Y-yes, mom?"

"A FORTY!"

"I.. uh…"

"You getting dumber, young lady? I paid good money for that school, and I will not have you flunking out of it! You're on the same path as your brother! Flunk out of school. No wonder those kids make fun of you! You're too dumb to go to that school! You're a freak!"

I couldn't believe that had just came out of my own mother's mouth. I swallowed, watching my mom get in her car and drive to who-knows-where. I knew she wouldn't be back anytime soon.

I don't remember much after that. l only knew I had gotten upset, and ran, right out the door. I didn't know where I was going. Apparently, my brain was on auto-pilot, and I would up a few blocks from Charlie's house, close to the beach. I had run two miles.

My shivering brought me back to reality. I couldn't feel my fingers, my toes, or pretty much anything. The beach was near flooded. I sighed.

I'm never going back. Ever. I'll run away, and no one will ever see me, ever again. They'll be happier that way.

Jess' POV…

I speed-walked down the hall. Thank god, detention was finally over. One more minute of Rob staring at my butt, and I would explode. On top of a headache, it was hell.

"Jess!" I heard an all-too familiar voice call.

"What do you want, Rob?" I turned around.

"What happened to us, Babe?" he said, standing in front of me, and staring at just about everywhere but my face.

"My name is Jess. You ever call me 'Babe' again, I'll kill you. And my face is up here."

"Reeaw, feisty!"

"Shut up. I have to go, or Amanda will-" I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm, and pulled me close to him, so his face was mere inches from mine and his arms were around me.

"You still like me and you know it." He smirked. His hands made their way down my back, a little too far, if you know what I mean, and I snapped out of my surprised trance. I pushed away from him.

"No, I do not, and you know that."

He stepped towards me.

I slapped him. Hard.

I turned, and walked down the hall again. I heard a light whimpering sound, like someone was crying. Deciding to check it out, I turned down the locker hallway, and saw a sight that broke my heart.

Willa was curled in a ball, her stuff scattered around her. She was crying, and I could see blood pouring from her nose and her eye swelling.

"Willa? ...Willa? Oh my god, are you alright, I-"

"Just d-drop it! Okay? Wh-What do you care! I'm j-just a freak!"

She picked up her stuff, and scrambled for the door.

"Willa!" I screeched, trying to follow her. But as I got outside, she was already gone.

"Willa…" I moaned, letting out a small whimper.

Where had she gotten that idea? I cared about her! And she's not a freak!

I ran home, my headache worse than it was before.

…

I stepped into my room, seeing Amanda had phone privilege for the hour. My hour was… eight o'clock. No way I could wait that long.

"Yes, but… I dunno. Wanna go to the movies tomorrow night?" she smiled, talking to Finn. "Yes, in fact, it would be a date. Dinner? That sounds good…. Fancy dinner? Ooh, you really know how to spoil a girl." I rolled my eyes as she laughed.

I took the phone.

"Jess! Give it! What's your problem!"

"Finn?"

"Jess?"

"Yeah, Amanda has to go. I need the phone. Bye! She'll call you around eight."

"But I have to-"

I hung up.

"Jess! What was that for! We're planning a date!"

"Yeah, phone-smooch your boyfriend later. You can have my hour."

"Jess! Give me the phone!"

"Hold on, Miss Impatient." I dialed Willa's home number.

"Who are you calling? Is it Rob! Hang up!"

"No, it's not! Shut up!"

She glared at me.

"Give me the phone!" she growled. Oops, I pissed the beast off.

Mark, her brother, answered after the third ring. A very drunken Mark.

"Mhmm… Hullo?"

"It's Jess. Where is-"

"Not here… she shoulda made me some dinner by now, that idiot. Tell her she should come home quick, d'ya hear? Mhmmm…. I'm hungry. Ansyways, She got into some big fight with the Madre and ran for the hills, man."

"Where's your Mom?" I said angrily.

Amanda gave me an odd look.

"Left. Ha, gone. Loooks like your little friend is my servant for the week, haha. Or my punchin bag…"

"You lay a finger in her, I'll kill you as soon as you pass out." I said. Amanda looked at me again. "Where is she?"

"Who knows. Who CARES? I hope she's dead. Don't threaten me." He hung up.

I hung up the phone, threw it in my bed next to Amanda, and ran my fingers through my hair in exasperation.

"What… Jess, what's wrong?"

I looked at her, my hands still on my head. My lip quivered, and my eyes filled with tears. Amanda jumped up, her arms immediately around me.

"Jess? Jess, come on, sit down."

We both sat on the bed, her still hugging me.

"Am-Amanda!"

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

"Willa!" I sobbed.

"What?"

"Sh-She thinks I hate her and… and the school hates her… and she r-ran away!"

"Shh… shhh, she's probably at Charlie's… Don't worry, we'll call her right now."

She leaned back; my head was on her chest and I could feel her heart beating faster than normal. She was trying not to show it, but she was scared. Her chest moved up and down rhythmically, which calmed my sobs a little.

"Charlie?"

"Amanda? Hey… you sound scared… is everything okay? Is that Jess crying!"

"Char, is Willa there? She ran away… Please, please tell me she's there."

"Oh no… Oh no…No…" Charlie was beginning to cry.

"Can you pick us up? We'll go out and look for her."

"Okay, I'll be right there. You have to drive the three of us.. I'm not allowed. I only have a permit."

"Alright, just hurry up. Please."

"Seeya in five."

I had stopped crying by now. Amanda kissed my head.

"We'll find her." She muttered into my hair. "We will."

I nodded.

"I know."

Amanda's POV…

"No." Nash scowled.

"Please!" I begged. Jess had tears running down her face. Angry tears.

"No! It's going to be past curfew!"

"Please! She could get hurt!"

"You could too!" Nash fought.

"What do you care! We're just a paycheck!" Jess screeched. "I'm going to look for her, whether you like it or not! She. Is. My. Sister!"

Nash looked like she wanted to bash Jess' head in. Picturing this, I stood in between the two, glaring at Nash. Jess broke down and sobbed into the back of my shoulder blade. I reached behind me, grabbing her hand.

"FINE! BUT IF YOU'RE BACK AFTER CURFEW, DON'T EXPECT TO BE LET IN FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK! FIND SOMEWHERE ELSE TO LIVE, SEE IF I CARE!" Nash screeched.

I was terrified. I ran out the door, dragging Jess.

We jumped into Charlie's car, I took the driver's seat.

Three hours. For three freaking hours, we looked around, everywhere. Every minute was more agonizing, more desperate than the last. All of us were crying, trying to find the poor, hurt, lost girl. We were soaking wet, scared, and miserable. We had to get home.

"J-just come back to my house." Charlie whispered. "Spend the week there."

I nodded slightly. I turned, and took the highway near the beach.

It was when we were two blocks away, Jess flipped out.

"STOP! STOP!"

The car swerved as I pulled to the side. Jess forced the door open before the car had even stopped, and tumbled into the pouring rain.

"Jess!" Charlie shrieked, and ran after her. I pulled out the keys, grabbed a towel, and followed. Jess ran onto the beach, and stopped halfway through. We caught up.

"Jess?" I had to yell to get through the rain. She turned to me, tears in her eyes, and her face relieved. She pointed a shaky finger towards the water, where a small figure was huddled.

"Wills.." Charlie said. She took off towards the figure, us in tow. "Willa! WILLA!"

Willa just sat, her arms wrapped around her knees. Her stare didn't break away from the waves, far out at sea as we ran up to her.

"Willa? You…You alright?" Charlie tried, noticing the pool of blood under her. Willa shrugged. I squatted in front of Willa. Blood streamed, dripping down her chin and dying her shirt. A bruise had formed, over her left eye, nearly swelling it shut.

I held the towel in the rain for a second, and it was soaked through. I carefully wiped her face, her chin, and her neck so she was free of blood. She turned her eyes up to look at me, and they bore through me. I nearly gasped.

"Willa. Today… you thought…. You said I didn't care about you." Jess said softly. "Do you honestly think that's true?"

Willa's eyes formed tears. Her mouth curved into a pained frown, and she shrugged.

"N-Nobody likes me." She whispered, her voice about to break. Tears welled in her eyes, but she just kept looking forward. "I'm… I'm a freak."

"Willa! That's not true, and you know it. We love you." I said. She shrugged. "Look at me."

Her eyes turned to face the ground. I grabbed her chin, turning her head towards me.

"Look at me. We love you to death, okay? Don't you ever forget that, ever. Hear me?"

The tears streamed down her face now, the sobs echoed from her throat. I hugged her crying form, to realize she was cold, and her clothes soaked through.

"Kid, we have to get you warmed up… Come on, back to the car we go…" I picked her up, standing her between me and Charlie. Jess took the keys and ran to warm up the car.

It took a while, but we made it to the car. We wrapped Willa in blankets, and Charlie sat behind her, hugging her.

"Come on, Willa. We'll get you home, all dry and-" Charlie started.

"N-n-no! Not home!"

"Willa… Home is where you're surrounded by people who love you. By people who don't hurt you. You're coming to my house and staying there for a long while, okay?"

"Y-yes… Thank y-you s-so much!"

"Don't scare us like that again, okay? Ever." Jess said.

Willa nodded, and relaxed into Charlie.

"Kid, you're freezing! As soon as we get in, I'm giving you pajamas. All of you. And you're all staying."

"Thank y-y-y- ACHOO!.. you."

"Ooh, catch a cold?"

She nodded.

"I don't feel good." She whispered.

"Well, that's good." Charlie smiled.

"G-Good?"

"Yeah. Now, we get to fuss over you and be with you 24/7 until you get better. And you can't run away on us again."

"Y-You don't have t-to do that."

"I want to."

"S-Sorry for running away."

"Never do that again." Jess whispered. "Please."

I looked at Jess, in the passenger's seat. She looked guilty, like it was her fault. She was crying, but trying not to, looking straight ahead. She had a white-knuckled grip on the armrests.

"I'm s-s-orry for what I said." Willa said. "I know you care. I know, don't worry Jess."

Jess smiled slightly.

…

Alright, there's a quick oneshot for you guys…. It was written a while ago. Some of you asked me to post the fics that I wasn't going to post, so here's one. It's sad, I know.

I might continue it, MAYBE, because Willa is sick and I want to write them taking care of her but I dunno. Just, like, another oneshot to sum it up.

I'm going to try and post another chapter of REWIND today, and MAYBE another oneshot, because I WILL BE AWAY FOR THE NEXT WEEK AND A HALF.

REVIEW! Let me know if you want the sequel…