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Chapter 19

* Ally POV *

*2 days ago*
      "I told you, she's not the problem. Sam's the problem, she's always been the fucking problem!" I yelled in response to Danny's neverending, suspicious questions on as to how Stevie knew Sam. He sucked on his cheeks, probably as frustrated and confused with me as I was. He parked at my apartment complex, "I'm just saying, you've known her for a week, Alz. It's just really, really weird." He sighed, "I don't want to say 'I told you so'. I don't want my best friend getting hurt." I looked at him, trying my best not to get angry though he was really testing my patience. "I know how it looks and I know you don't know her but please just trust her.. trust me." I sighed. Danny looked at me for a second then nodded, unlocking the door and gesturing for me to get out.

Once we were inside I sat right down on the couch, I knew if I headed to where I kept my drinks that Danny would take them away, I was just hoping he'd leave soon and not stay the night.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He said softly as he sat down on the chair to my right. I held back tears as I shook my head, I didn't realize I was still upset.  Danny looked at me with concerned eyes before speaking, "Ally." He put a hand on my shoulder as he inched to the edge of the chair in order to be closer to me. I looked back at him and grit my teeth, realizing that I really did need to talk about this.

*Present*

"I still think you need to get that closure, Alz." Danny mentioned on the other line. That's all we pretty much talked about for the brief time that he was over. "You know she won't care, she's still the same clueless person as ever." I sighed. I remembered expressing my lamentations to her, how she gave me a blank and confused stare and said nothing, like she couldn't be bothered to comprehend what I was trying to tell her - that she meant something to me. How she was so frustrated with me that she just walked out like she had only originally meant to be in my life for the brief period of time that she did. I tried getting closure, more than once. It only ended up intensifying my grief.

"But that doesn't matter anymore. I have Stevie now." I continued as I snapped out of my trance of harsh memories. Danny went quiet, like he was thinking about something. Then he spoke up, "I'm happy for the both of you, and I'm so happy you've found someone who's good for you, but please, talk to Sam. You and I both know you still need it." I swallowed and looked down realizing he was right.  Day by day I feel more at ease now that Stevie's in my life, though the thought of Sam is always roaming around the back of my mind and I needed that proper closure, not some silent, sociopathic response.

As I was about to speak, I noticed a more than familiar figure enter my view.There she was. Stevie, leaning against the frame of the kitchen doorway looking beautiful as ever in her natural, groggy morning look. I bit my lip as she stared at me, then making me realize I was still on the phone with Danny. "I gotta go Dan, talk to you.. whenever." It sounded like he was about to say something right before I hung up, which made me feel slightly guilty and curious, but those feelings soon went away as Stevie gave me a smile and spoke;

"What were the two of you talking about?" My eyes lit up knowing that I could respond with something sweet and honest. "Just you." I responded. Stevie looked down and blushed for a second then approached me. "What about me were you talking about exactly?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I smiled, "How good you are for me. How I've been the happiest I've ever been since I met you. How amazing I think you are.. how hot you are."

"You're exaggerating." She playfully let go of me and shoved me out the way though I saw that she was blushing. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back into me, "I was, but I meant what I said." I looked into her eyes and saw something spark, a spark that not only pleaded but also persuaded me to continue, so I did. "I told him how patient you were with me, how you don't completely understand my problems but still take them as they are.. And how you take me as I am.."  At that point she pressed her lips against mine, luckily the coffee I was having hid her morning breath pretty well. She pulled away, "Sorry, is my breath bad?" I shook my head, "No." and pulled her back into me.

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I took a bite of my waffle as we were watching The L Word, thinking about what Danny told me earlier about Sam and "closure". I looked at Stevie who was lying on my chest, breathing in the smell of shampoo and taking a moment to think about what I was going to do. I really did need this closure, but would Sam even understand? Not being able to wrap my head around this and not knowing what to do, I pressed spacebar to pause the show.

"What's up?" Stevie said as she lifted her head from my chest. I looked at her, not really knowing what to say. I put down my plate as I spoke, "I want to talk to Sam, for closure." I seemed more fazed by my directness than Stevie was. "That's really good, Ally." Stevie smiled at me. It caused me to smile back even though I was a bit nervous talking about the subject. "I'm just hoping she'd let me." I shook my head as Stevie tilted hers, "Why wouldn't she?"

"I don't know if you know this, but she hates me." I said sarcastically, surprised that I didn't struggle to say that, but I knew Stevie's presence was enough to keep me sturdy and unaffected by negativeness with ease. She tilted her head, "I don't get it, how could anyone hate you?" A huge grin had formed on my face. "Stevie, let's be real here— "
"Like, I really don't understand. You're so silly and talented and smart and adorable." She pushed a strand of my hair away from my face before continuing, "But I get it." I smiled and kissed her lips gently.

"Thank you, but Sam's different and you know that. I've literally already told her everything but I don't think she ever understood it, and I just can't accept that." I said. Stevie scrunched her eyes, "Isn't that enough closure?" I looked down. It really should be enough. Sam's done with me and I can't be bothered to let out my feelings again. "I-I don't know.." I exhaled, getting a bit frustrated.

"Hey." Stevie wrapped her arm around me and rubbed her hand on my shoulder. "Maybe you don't need closure."

"I need you." I thought, but didn't say anything since I figured it may be too cheesy, regardless of the fact that cheesiness is accepted at this point. "You just need time." Stevie continued. I'm a strong believer of the whole, "This too shall pass." thing and having Stevie remind me of that just made me fall even more infatuated with her.

"And I promise, I will be with you every step of the way and if you decide you actually do need that 'closure', I'll support it and help you if you need it." She spoke again. "I'll even cut ties with her if you want me to." That time, it was hesitant, but genuine. And at that, I felt all the need to talk to Sam again gone. I snapped out of it and got my shit together, and I only have Stevie to thank.

Not the best chapter, but hopefully it made sense and I really am sorry for the shitty updates and shitty updating. Thanks for sticking around regardless/

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