Upon A Dream (Sequel to A Beauty and the Tragedy)

Chapter Sixteen: Murphy's Law

Hey guys! Sorry for the gap, school is school. Also I am applying to big colleges to transfer to so that has taken me out, beaten me and posted the video too...does anyone else HATE stink bugs? Anyway here's the chapter! (And yes I still listen to Nickelback)

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"'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own. And everyone wants to know they're not alone. There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere, there's gotta be somebody for me out there." Gotta Be Somebody by Nickelback 

Chris was about to speak when the doorbell rang. "Who is that?" I asked, more to myself. No one was due back yet. Chris glanced at me, and then went to the door. 

Curiosity swept through me and I walked down the hallway to see who was at the door. 

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I glanced over his shoulder to see dark red hair. Lizzy entered through the door and glanced around. "So this is where you've been staying." she said softly. 

"You didn't answer my question." Her eyes fell to me and she threw a bitchy smile my way. "I missed you, so I decided to come see you." She placed a kiss on his cheek and I gagged. 

"H-How'd you find me?" "SMS tracker. Anyway I don't see a problem with me, your girlfriend dropping by. Do you Irina?" She acted as if she actually cared about what I had to say. 

"No problem at all." I kept a blank expression even though inside my heart started to ache. I glared at Chris, whose face was void. Lizzy studied my arms, my face growing hot. 

"Any who I wanted to see if you would go to dinner." She directed her attention to Chris who just stood there. We were stupid for what we had done last night. I turned and started to go upstairs. 

"Sure, Irina and I would love to go." I glared at him and Lizzy's eyes burned. 

"Actually Chris I am really tired. Why don't you guys just go?" His expression fell as Lizzy smiled insincerely. "I know a great Italian place you guys can go!" I said, giving fake enthusiasm and praying Chris would fall for it. Lizzy glanced at Chris and put her hand on his chest. 

"What about you? I can't just leave her without someone here." Chris said, looking at Lizzy. "Really? You're like what? 16? Put on some cartoons and she'll be fine." I bit my lip and started up the stairs. 

"What the fuck?" Chris snapped. I heard him move to the bottom of the stairs. 

"Irina, I'm not gonna leave you." I turned and raised my middle finger at him while mouthing an exaggerated 'Fuck you'. 

"Then it's settled?" Lizzy's voice rang through the house. I gave Chris one last glare and then walked to my room. 

All I caught was: "Outside now." 

The sad part is, I wish I didn't care.

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Chris knocked on the door to my piano room about twenty minutes later. "Go away." I drawled, a melancholy tune echoing my emotions. 

"Irina. Come on. We need to talk about this." "Not while that dime store floosy is here." I snapped back, unfortunately messing my song up. I groaned and lifted my fingers off the keys. I took a deep breath. No crying Irina. I walked over and pulled open the door. 

"Where is she?" "She's outside." "Good I hope she melts, or worse gets a sunburn. A real nasty one and I hope she peels for days!" I said, throwing my hands up. He sighed in exasperation. 

"What's wrong with you?" I snapped as he stepped in and shut the door. "We need to talk...about last night." I turned and sat at the piano, my hands fisted in my lap.