#chelseanicole

[simaroonies]

*Christmas music playing in the background*

Kendrick: You’ve been busy. Someone’s trying a little too hard to get back on the nice list this year. (chuckles)

Chelsea: If anyone’s trying to get on the nice list it should be you, Lawrence. (smirks) What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn’t you be helping Jamie with their tree?

Kendrick: We’ve already finished. Jamie’s headed over now to help me with the lights and Tiffany is coming to “rest her feet and direct” or something like that.

Chelsea: It’s a good thing I’m nearly finished then. I’ve set everything you’ll need out on the back deck.

Kendrick: You didn’t have to do that but thank you. I just saw Jamie pull up with a ladder. I better get out there before he falls and breaks something. (kisses forehead)

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Tiffany: …and to think I’d almost forgotten just how many Christmas decorations you have. Is your house going to be featured in this months Better Homes & Gardens?

Chelsea: Hello to you, too, Tiff. (grumbles) Pick at me all you want. I’ll just head to your house and trust me when I say that yours will be much, much worse. 

Tiffany: Ya know, (laughs) it‘s my job as your best friend to pick on you. In all honesty though Chels, it’s gorgeous, but (coughs) the ribbon you have there is spaced a little too high-

Chelsea: I’m not finished with it yet! Just…sit there, shut-up and look pretty. You’re hindering my concentration.

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I don’t want to say that I was dreading the moment that I would see my sister, but i knew it was inevitable. I haven’t spoken to her since the incident. She’s tried reaching out to me, but I always summed it up to being ‘extremely busy’ and then never calling her back. Until now, I didn’t care to listen to anything she had to say. Something about being here with Kendrick has me realizing that casting my sister out wouldn’t fix anything. I can’t and will never forget what she did to me, but I can forgive her. She is my sister after all. Besides, blood is thicker than water.

Christine: “Chels?”

I turn to see my sister round the corner in the kitchen. She hits me so hard we spin and I end up facing the opposite direction.

“Hi, Chrissy.”

Christine: “Oh, Chels. I’ve missed you so much.” “Chels. I’m so, so sorry. Please, forgive me” she whispers in my ear.

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We arrive at my parents house and Kendrick parks the car. The thought of walking in that door is leaving knots in my stomach. I haven’t been back here since I walked in on Evan and my sister. Kendrick can sense my uneasiness. He steps out of the car and walks to my side. He opens the door and takes my hand as he guides me out of the car. He wraps his arms around me in the warmest embrace.

Kendrick: “Hey. I’m sure it will be great. All of these troubles and worries will be for nothing. I promise.”

He releases his hold on me but I keep my arms on his waist.

“I don’t think you quite understand how much this means to me. The fact that you’re standing outside of my parents house, and your willingness to come speaks volumes. I don’t think I’ll ever truly be able to thank you. I haven’t been here in over two years and just being here brings me back to that day. I’m lucky to have you here with me.”

Kendrick: “I’m the lucky one, Chelsea.” He holds his arms out, “Besides...Your parents will love me! Because, I mean, what’s not to love.” I crack a smile. “Alright. Shall we do this thing”, he says.

“Yeah, I’m ready. Oh, and if my parents ask - “, he interrupts me.

Kendrick: “Don’t worry. I’ve got this” he says with a wink.

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“Yes. He was just leaving.” I say firmly, “Weren’t you?”

Evan: “No the fuck I was not. Not until you hear what I have to say.”

Kendrick: “Listen, man. She asked you to leave. You should respect her wishes. No need to cause a scene when we’re all here just trying to have a good time.”

Evan: “And just who the fuck are you? Her new fuck boy? I believe I was talking to Chelsea, not you, asshole.”

Kendrick: “Chelsea has made herself quite clear that she has no interest in what you have to say. Do yourself a favor and leave. I won’t ask again.”

Evan: “Fuck you!” *he punches Kendrick in the face. Before I had a chance to react, Kendrick kicked him to the floor. Before Evan regained himself and things escalated any further, I placed my hand on Kendrick’s back. I could feel his muscles relax when he felt my hand at the center of his back. He turned his head and looked at me. I didn’t have to say a word because he knew what I was trying to say. He grabbed my hand and led me away from him. Evan picked himself up and yelled, Evan: “God damnit! You’re going to regret you ever did that. This isn’t over, Chelsea. You will listen to what I have to say.”

“Fat chance!” I yell back. I heard his heavy footsteps leading off of the porch and I knew he was gone. We reached the porch swing and I sat down. He looked over his shoulder, let out a sigh, and sat down beside me.

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Tiffany: “So? What did you get into yesterday? Oh, and how’s that sleeping situation going? Wink, wink.”

“Well, I took Kendrick around town. He knows no one else here but you and Jamie. I had no plans, so I figured I’d take him out.” “As for the sleeping arrangement: it’s not half bad. It’s actually quite nice.”

Tiffany: “Oh, I bet it’s not. I’ve heard quite a lot about our little Kenni-boy here. You were in desperate need of a good screw...”

“You think, that he and I....” “Oh no. It’s not like that!”  “Wait a minute. What do you mean you’ve heard about him?”

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The Party

I was at a friends going away party that Tiffany had set up for her. We all had just gotten done dancing when my ex-boyfriend decided to show up.

Evan: “Hi, Chels. I, I um, can I talk to you for a minute?” I could tell he was nervous. He had every right to be. Here he was. At a party with all of what used to be our friends. He pointed to the  porch to get away from the group I was with. This man broke my heart and left me all alone to pick up the pieces. I’m pretty sure I missed pieces along the way because I’m still not over it. It’s been two years against my better judgement I mutter, “Sure.” This would not end well.

Evan: “Wow. You look amazing, Chels. How are you-”, I scoff and cut him off mid-sentence.

“Cut to the chase, Evan. What do you want?”

He rolls his eyes at me. Evan: “You’re not still angry with me over what happened are you? Jesus, Chels. That happened two years ago! People change. I’ve changed.”

“You’ve changed”, I say questioning him. “You’ve changed?” I say with a raised tone. “Zebra’s don’t change their stripes, Evan. You broke my HEART! I’m not about to forgive you for what you did.“

Evan: “I know I fucked up! I live with what happened. Every. Single. Day. I - I miss you, Chels. Can’t you see that I’m sorry?”

“You don’t just get to walk up to me apologizing for what you’ve done and expect me to forgive you. I’m not ready and I don’t think I ever will be. Any trust I ever had in you was taken when you decided to fuck my sister!  Forgive me, but your apology means absolute shit to me right now.” I turn to walk away. He grabs my arm in an attempt to keep me from leaving.

Evan: “Don’t go. No, Chels, let me finish!” He moves around and jumps between me and my escape. Evan: “Please! Just hear me out.”  “Get the FUCK out of my way!”, I scream. It was then when I sensed someone behind me. “Tiffany, thank God.” I whisper. She’s here to save me from myself like she has done so many times before. I look to see a hand firmly placed on Evan’s shoulders and realize it’s not Tiffany’s. It’s a man. That’s a mans hand.

He whispers into my ear Kendrick: “Are you ok?”

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I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me and I'm home