Hey! Chapter 15! Look! The 15^th chapter! OMG! I finally got it out! ^^ Sorry it took so long!

Bebop High

By: Setryochi

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Spike, Faye, and Ed had left the beach and they were on their way home now. The car was quiet, mostly because Ed had fallen asleep on the back seat. Usually she was so hyper because she sat inside and played on her computer, but today after playing on the beach with all of the other kids she must have tired herself out. Faye leaned against the window watching everything pass them by. Spike drove quietly glancing at Faye every one in a while.

Faye smiled slightly thinking back to the day’s events. After Spike had asked her about her family things had become quiet for some time. But the day got better when Spike lightened the mood by forcing Faye to play a game of tag. It didn’t start out that way though. He made a comment about her bathing suit again and she got angry, then started a game of cat and mouse. (Faye put her shirt on before doing this.) When Faye finally caught up to Spike she slapped him in the back of the head and yelled, “Tag! You’re it!” Giggling she ran off in the opposite direction. Spike caught on and chased her down. Of course, people get tired and have to rest. So after taking turns chasing each other it was Spike’s turn to chase Faye, he ran after her and when he finally reached her, he was so tired that when he grabbed her he tripped, she tripped, and they fell with each other. Spike being Spike he wrapped his arms around Faye and turned them while falling just to keep her from falling on the hot sand. And just because he’s Spike, he had to say something afterwards.

“Geez Faye, you’re such a klutz.” He dusted himself off.

Faye looked up at him as he stood up, “What do you me I’M the klutz?! You tripped and fell on me!”

“Hey, I saved you.” He smirked. Although he had saved her, he had practically caused this to happen.

Faye growled and stomped back over to their stuff. She opened the cooler and pulled out a sandwich. Sitting down she chewed bitterly until the mood lightened again.

Spike pondered the events of the day. He had to admit he had fun. There was a little bit of tension, but other than that everything was fine. He loved torturing Faye. It brought a smile to his face just thinking about how she gets red in the face and almost explodes right there.

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Spike had dropped Faye and Ed off at their home and decided he’d go see Julia before he went home. He smiled to himself a little, he had some hope with what Faye had said, but he frowned knowing that hoping was just hoping.

Pulling into the drive way Spike noticed her parent’s cars where there. He parked the car and stepped out. Making his way to the door he rang the door bell. Julia’s mother answered the door, “Yes?” She looked at him with disgust.

“Is Julia able to come to the door?” He asked.

“No, would you like to come in and see her?” Her voice dripped like acid through a weak material.

Spike nodded, “How is she?”

Her mother didn’t answer, she just led Spike to a back room in the house and left him to go in alone. Julia was in the downstairs bedroom because she had trouble getting to her room up stairs. She was laying in bed and seemed sickly because the baby was due very soon; the pregnancy was making her tired and weak.

Spike tapped on the door, “Julia?” He asked through the door.

“Come in,” came a muffled reply from the other side.

Spike opened the door slowly to see Julia lying in bed, a tired look upon her face. He watched as her eyes lit up slightly at the sight of him. He stepped closer and sat in a chair that was near the bed.

“What are you doing here?” she asked in a tired, weak voice.

“I wanted to ask you about something.” He said studying her.

“What was it?” She seemed distant.

“How did Vicious.”

She cut him off, “The same way any human does it.” her tired voice carried a sarcastic tone.

“But, did you want it?” He asked partially shocked by her last answer.

She took her time and turned over carefully to face the wall. When she was situated she answered, “Of course I did. What did you expect, Spike?”

Spike didn’t speak. He was let down again, he felt so broken. How could this have happened? Slowly he asked, “Why?”

“I was tired, our relationship was nice. It was, but it was too nice. I needed more.” she paused, “And I got to know him, he’s not the bad guy everybody makes him out to be.”

“Has he been here to see you?” Spike stared at his hands that lay balled up into fists on his lap.

“No, but I know he’ll come to see me.”

“Do you really think he cares? Do you know who he was with two weeks ago? Do you have any idea what he tried to do?!” Spike took deep breathes trying desperately to not turn the entire room upside down.

“Does it matter what he’s done?”

“Yes! Yes it does! He should be in jail right now! And do you know what for?” He almost yelled. “For attempted rape, Julia! He’s sick in the head. And if you think he really cares about you than as far as I’m concerned you’re just as sick. You both need help.” Before he received any kind of reply from her he walked out of the room. He brushed passed her mother and left the house in a dizzy rage. Any hope he had was all gone and he now felt sick to his stomach. Getting in his car he started it up and pealed out of the drive way.

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Faye smiled to herself as she brushed her hair in front of her mirror. She had a life now, it wasn’t the greatest, but it was a life she could live with. She had friends, a family, and she wasn’t doing that bad in school. What more could she ask for? Faye smiled wryly, ‘A past maybe?’ she thought to herself. She looked at the reflection in the mirror to see Ed sleeping halfway off the bed. Her head rested on the floor while her legs and butt were on the bed practically in the air as she snored and slept as if nothing was wrong. Faye shook her head and went back to brushing her hair.

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Spike turned the wheel sharply and the tires squealed as he pulled into his driveway. He gritted his teeth as he put it in park and turned it off. Spike pulled the keys out of the ignition and sat back in the seat hitting the back of his head on the cushion. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Taking another deep breath he took his seat belt off and opened the door, he stood up and as calmly as he could he made his way inside of his house and up to his room. Along the way he stopped in the kitchen and took out some leftovers, a few twinkies, and a two liter of Mountain Dew. He walked into his room and set everything down on the small table next to his bed. He didn’t bother turning a light on. He grabbed the remote to the TV and the VCR and put in an old Bruce Lee movie. For the rest of the night until early in the morning he’d watch these movies and eat junk food.

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Faye turned over in bed, it was morning now and she hadn’t slept much. Frowning she sat up tiredly, today seemed like it was be one of those days you just wanted to end but no matter how much you tried to make the time go by, it just dragged to torture you. Getting up she decided to get dressed, maybe she’d call Spike and see how he was doing. She could tell he was hurting, even if he hid it well she knew that nobody could go through something like that and get away without any pain or scars. That’s one of the reasons she had wanted to go to the beach, she figured if he got out and did something, he might not think about it as much.

It was 10:30 a.m. and Faye was dressed. She picked up the phone and dialed Spike’s number. She smiled, she remembered the number without having to write it down. The phone rang and rang but nobody answered. It was Sunday, Spike had to be home, where would he possibly go on a Sunday morning? He certainly wouldn’t be at church, he was the last person she would expect to see in a church. She hung the phone up and picked it back up dialing the number again.

“C’mon Spike… Pick up…”

“Hello?”

Faye blinked, it was Spike but she could barely tell. She smiled, “You sound like you didn’t sleep all night and all you did was glue yourself to the TV and eat junk.”

Spike coughed, “I had some leftovers too, those aren’t junk food are they?” Even if he was sad he still had that special sarcastic service only he could offer.

Faye sucked in a small breath, Spike was worrying her and that in it self was worrying her. “Did you want to do anything today?”

“No, I’m just going to stay home. I have to go.” He hung the phone up before she could protest.

Faye frowned and clicked the phone off. She sighed and left the trailer.

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Faye put her ear up to the door to find out if anyone was coming to open the door. Hearing nobody she knocked again and listened. Still nobody, so she jiggled the door handle to find that it wasn’t locked. Faye turned the knob and opened the door. “Spike?” She called softly.

Faye looked around and decided nobody was home except maybe Spike so she went up the stairs to his room. The door to his room was closed so she knocked softly, “Spike?”

Getting no answer she opened the door and almost had a heart attack. Spike laid on his bed with junk food all over it and a movie going on the TV. He was still wearing the clothes from yesterday and he looked so tired that he might just fall asleep any second.

“Did you go to sleep at all?” she asked in an almost motherly tone that scared even herself.

Spike lulled his head slightly to look at her. “Nope.” He grinned as if he had gone insane.

“You should have, you look like hell.”

“Thanks, I feel like hell.”

Faye stepped closer and swiped some chips off the bed, she sat down next to him. “Why didn’t you sleep?”

“I’m too tired to sleep.” He turned back to his movie. “Look! He’s gunna play stupid now!” He made Faye turn to see the TV. It had been muted so she didn’t know what they were talking about. “OK, now watch, he’s gunna walk past him and the one guys gunna try and hit him in the back but he’s too quick and OOOHHH!” Spike cheered like a drunkard watching a football game. “Did you see that? I love that part!”

Faye’s eyebrow twitched. “Yeah, great. But Spike, I think you should get a shower or something, huh? Maybe some sleep?”

“No, I’m fine.” He went back to watching his movie tiredly.

“Spike? What’s wrong with you?” Faye scooted closer to try and make him understand she was actually worried about him.

He turned his head slowly to her, “You were wrong.”

Faye blinked, “What do you mean?”

“Vicious… She wanted it from him!” he spat.

Faye was taken aback by his out burst, “Wait just one minute! I said MAYBE! I didn’t say that it did happen, I have no idea what goes on with them… or even you!” She shouted back in defense.

Spike grumbled, “She wanted it…” He rolled over and curled up.

Faye softened, “Spike…” She sighed and with a hesitant hand began to gingerly rub his back. “Some people just… I guess its just the way some people are.” She shrugged not knowing what to tell him. She was actually shocked by all of this. Spike, out of everyone should have handle this better, right? Faye thought for a moment, “Spike always struck me as the kind of guy who wouldn’t care too much about something like this. But on the other hand, he’s just human.” She looked down on him a sad frown on her face. She wondered if she were going too far by just doing this simple action. She worried he might take it wrong, she wondered if maybe even she was taking it wrong. She didn’t know right now. Things at the moment seemed weird.

Spike slowly let his legs stretch out and he relaxed slightly under Faye’s touch. It was slow and soothing and he had to admit that even though he was depressed, he liked it. He even started to think about pretending to be depressed later to have more of it. But then, he didn’t know if he’d just be pretending to be depressed later. He saddened, he shouldn’t be enjoying something like this at a time like this; although it was just petting, he some how felt guilty. But when he thought about it, he shouldn’t feel guilty at all, there was nothing wrong in taking comfort from a friend. Which reminded him, this was Faye who was trying to comfort him. The corner of his mouth twitched as if it wanted to smile with a mind of its own.

‘I feel so bad for him, I think if I had gone through something like this… Well… I shouldn’t think about that. I should try to say something positive to him.’ Faye looked around the room noticing it was a mess. And an idea came to her, why not try it?

“Spike? Do you want to take a shower? I think it’ll make you feel a little better.” She tried to smile, “Sometimes when I feel bad I take a warm shower or bath and it always makes me feel better. It’s like washing away your troubles.”

Spike rolled over and looked up, his lip twitched slightly again when he looked up at her smiling down on him. It was relieving to know someone was there. He some how felt better knowing he didn’t have to be all alone with this problem. So he nodded in agreement and sat up. He didn’t say anything for fear he would show the slightest hint that he wanted to cry. He was still a man after all. So Faye helped to pull him out of bed and he made his way on his own to the bathroom to take a shower. Her advise might work after all…

Faye looked around his room. She raised an eyebrow, “He doesn’t seem very…. How you say… ‘clean’.” She frowned slightly before gathering up the empty bags of junk food from his bed. She’d show him she could be nice, she’d help him through this until he was over Julia. She’d be a good friend.

Faye hummed quietly as she walked up the stairs with a trash bag, she had never seen so much garbage in one’s room before. Spike had gone all out, Faye thought about it, and she’d really hate to see it if this had happened while there was liquor around. She pushed the thoughts away and opened the door to his room.

Faye stood unable to move in the open door way. Her face turned bright red and the trash bag feel to the floor.

Spike stood facing the opposite wall completely naked while rubbing his hair dry with a towel, he turned around noticing it had gotten slightly drafty. His eyes widened slightly when he seen Faye. But to his surprise she was completely red and when he turn around fully she slammed the door closed followed by a surprised, “ack!”

He looked at the door in confusion and lowered the towel to cover his neither regions. He blushed and grinned sheepishly after thinking about it for a moment. It amused him and he found it rather funny. After that he continued to get dressed. He felt better being able to laugh, even if she didn’t know she was doing it, she really knew how to make him feel better. He frowned, he still didn’t feel completely better, but he was heading towards happiness. Even if it was a long journey.

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Sorry guys, I guess this chapter seemed kind of rushed and probably not that good but I’m almost finished with the story. I just couldn’t finish it in this chapter cause, well I just couldn’t. Anyways, I hope you liked it even if it wasn’t that good. Thanks for the reviews so far keep them coming cause, like any author, I LOVE THEM! Specially if they’re really nice and happy sounding ^^.