Breakeven Chapter 5
A/N: I got two reviews telling me they wanted me to continue, and I kind have a plan of where I want to go, so I'm going to give it another try. Oh, and I meant to put this last chapter. To the guest that reviewed and was mad because I hadn't updated even though I had all summer. I was sick, visiting relatives I only get to see once per year, band camp for 3 weeks, and summer assignments. Some things are more important than updating a fanfiction. I've apologized before for my lack of updates, but I'm sick a lot, and all my energy usually has to go into schoolwork. Anyway, onto the story; I think the focus will turn more to Zane now.
I cannot believe Rikki! I'm trying to help her. She was so broken after Sophie kissed Zane. I can't bear to see her like that again; she's one of my best friends. I want her to be happy but not if that means that she will be unhappy again soon after. I had just stormed out of the cafe and was headed towards Will's; here's to hoping Sophie isn't there. I arrived at Will's boat shed and just walked in. No such luck, Sophie was sitting there.
"See that? It's a door. Try knocking next time."
"I was just expecting Will. Where is he?"
"Oh, so you're talking to him now?"
"I don't think that's really your business."
"He's my brother, so it is."
"That's between him and me. Just where is he?"
"Out diving I think. Training, like he should be. Don't distract him."
"Bye." I knew exactly where he was. I made sure Sophie wasn't looking and dived into the water headed toward Mako. I swam in, and sure enough Will was just sitting there staring at the water. He looked up. "Hey," I greeted him.
"Hey." "Listen I," we both said at the same time.
"You first," I said.
"I'm so sorry Bella. I was an idiot ever thinking you would do that. I will never believe Sophie over you again."
"It's alright. I actually just needed someone to vent to."
"Go for it," he said taking my hand, "I'm all ears."
"Well, I've been helping Rikki out the past couple of days, and today, I tried to talk to her about it a little, and she blew up on me. I was just trying to show her all the possible endings to this mess."
"What if Zane likes his new life better? Or what if he doesn't want to get back together because he is afraid of going through a break up like this again?"
"I understand where you're coming from, but do you really think it was the best idea to talk to her only a few days after Zane left at the cafe that she's running by herself? Put yourself in her shoes for a minute."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I should go apologize, but you want to go for a swim really quick?"
"You're procrastinating, but sure, I'd love to," he said smiling and hopping into the water.
"I am not!"
"I know you. If you want to procrastinate, that's none of my business," he said as he swam out. I rolled my eyes and followed suit.
I applied for a few more jobs online that night before I went to bed. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I looked in the mirror, grateful that I didn't appear to have a hangover. I went all around town applying for jobs again. Something has to work out, right? I went back to my apartment to relax for a bit. I didn't have any food yet, so I was going to go out for dinner again. I didn't want to go by myself. I could always get takeout, but I was getting lonely here. I thought in such a big city that would be impossible. My eyes wandered over to a napkin. Should I call her? No, she'd get the wrong impression. But is it really a problem if she gets that impression. I do know her already, and she isn't terrible. She did call Rikki a worthless tramp though. Regardless, she was the only person I knew. I did need to find reasons to get over Rikki faster. I picked up the phone and dialed her number, something I would later regret, and I knew it.
"Hey Miriam, it's Zane."
"Hey. I knew you'd be calling soon. What's up?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to do dinner tonight."
"Sure. We should totally go to this new restaurant Megan told me about It's supposed to be the best in this part of town."
"Um, alright. Where is it?" She gave me the address. "Okay. I'll see you soon." Why did I call her? I already regret it. Oh well. I walked out the door and to the nearest subway station. I arrived at the restaurant and saw Miriam sitting a table.
"What did I tell you about calling me Zaney?"
"I know you better than anyone, what's wrong?"
"I'm just stressed by the job hunt that's all."
"Oh. Okay. Can you believe..." she continued talking while I thought about what was really wrong. I was missing Rikki. I laughed in my head; she thinks she knows me best, she doesn't even come close. "Zane? Zane?! Zane?!" I heard Miriam saying as she snapped her fingers right in front of my face.
"Good. You're back to earth. Isn't that so unfair?"
"Yeah, sure it is Miriam." She took that as a signal to ramble some more. After an hour of this, I stopped her and told her I had to go.
"Don't go yet. Come back to my place or at least let me drive you home." I thought it over. I didn't want to listen to her for a minute longer, but being with someone beat being alone, right?
"Sure, let's go to your place."
"Alright, let's go!"
"She had a chauffeur that took us back to her place which took almost an hour because of traffic. That, my friend, is why I take the subway, but I'd never tell her that. She'd shun me. We went up to her apartment and watched a movie. Over the course of the movie she'd moved closer to me; by the end, she was leaning on my shoulder. I shook her off, got up and said, "I've really gotta go now."
"Just one more minute, Zaney."
"No," I walked over to get my jacket and she followed. I put on my jacket and she put her hand on my chest; before I could process it, she was kissing me. I pushed her off and walked out slamming the door behind me. The worst or best part depending on how you look at it was I thought I felt a spark. It actually felt good for someone to kiss me again.
A/N: There you have it. It was just a little over 1000 words in the actually story part. I write better in short chapters. I know it's weird for him to be taking the subway because normally (at least in America) rich people are portrayed as thinking the subway is gross and for poor people, but how else would he get around? He doesn't have a car, and a taxi could take forever at rush hour. Anyway, I'm giving more clues to where he is. He is in an English-speaking country that isn't the US or Australia, and the city is large enough to have a subway system. I think it should be becoming pretty clear. Please review if you feel like it!