Way Back When - Winx Club Fanfiction

Chapter 12: Kisses and Confrontations

Chapter 12: Kisses and Confrontations

I sat in my 3rd period class with a bored look on my face. I
turned my head to see Bloom with the same expression.
I looked over at the clock ontop of Professor Wizgiz's desk.
11:55
Only five more minutes to lunch. I took a deep breath and
leaned all the way in my chair and I pushed a long lock of
my golden blonde hair behind of my ear.
I've been trying to avoid Brandon the whole day.
We haven't exactly been on good terms for the past few
days. But it doesn't matter. It's not like we were on good
terms before anyways.
Him kissing me in the elevator just made things worse.
Bloom's been looking depressed the past few weeks. All she
does is stare at Sky and that girlfriend of his Diaspro.
Diaspro is a straight out hound and I have no idea what he
sees in her. Sky and Bloom would make a cute couple to me.
Flora and Helia seemed to hit it off though. Everyday, Helia
walks Flora to class. It's totally cute! The funny thing is that
I saw Flora throwing endless amounts of salad at him only a
few weeks before. Oh well, I guess love always finds a way!
As for Musa, she's been having major problems with this jock
named Riven. I recognize him from the medical clinic and
he's always hanging around Brandon and the others.
Even though he's been acting totally rude to her, I know
that he's got a killer crush on her.
Sure cussing her out and stealing her homework isn't the best
way to admit his feelings for her, but atleast he's making
an attempt to do something... that always seems to end up in
a whole other way...
I'll have to talk to him later on and tell him to confess to
her in a way that won't make both of them look like idiots.
I started spacing out and thinking about what the doctor
told me. My chain of thoughts were broken when the bell
rang signaling lunch.
I walked out of the classroom with Bloom and to the
cafeteria where the girls were.
In the corner of the cafeteria, I saw Musa and Riven in the
middle of one of their quarrels and on the other side of the
cafeteria, I saw Flora and Helia making their way to our
table.
I decided to let Musa and Riven sort out their problem
themselves.
I made my way to the table and sat in between Tecna and
Layla. Helia had already dropped Flora off at our table
and was currently walking towards their table.
As Flora sat down beside Bloom, I saw Musa run out of the
cafeteria. I wonder what that air head did now.
I told the others that I'd be back before I set out to find
Musa.
As I made my way out of the cafeteria, I felt a warm hand
grab onto my wrist.
I turned around to see Brandon with a look of regret on his
face.
My eyes seemed to soften at the sight of his expression
before turning hard and cold. I yanked my hand out of his
grasp and crossed my arms as I walked out of the cafeteria
leaving Brandon standing alone in the center of the room.
I heard the cafeteria doors close and I continued on to
find Musa.
If there was any place that I'd think Musa would be in, it
would be in the music room.
Musa's life is practically made of music. She's totally
passionate about it. She's probably one of the best singers I
know and it's an honor to be able to be her friend.
In times like these, I like to think of Musa going through a
soap opera. With our ups and downs. Sometimes, we may not
always hit the perfect pitch or reach harmony.
We've got to work hard to make peace.
I walked through the hallways and into the music room.
After a couple of weeks going here, I'm finally able to find
my way around the school.
I only wish that I could say the same about my home.
I opened the door and found Musa seated by the piano. I
walked over to her slowly and sat down next to her.
Musa seemed to notice my presence but hasn't said
anything.
I looked over at Musa and saw that she had been crying. It
breaks my heart to see someone with one of the brightest
personalities look so hurt and torn.
I out my hand on Musa's shoulder before she leaned against
me and broke out into a full out sob.
I put my arm on her back and the other on her head as I
comforted her with words of reassurance.
Finally, Musa stopped crying and sat up properly. "I just
don't understand, why can't he just tell me how he feels?"
I looked over to Musa before saying my thoughts of the
matter. "Maybe he's just having a hard time expressing his
feelings and shows how he feels in his actions"
Musa rubbed her eyes before speaking again. "I know, but
he doesn't have to be so rude"
I simply nodded before of thinking of something else to say.
Apparently, Musa beat me to it.
"You're so lucky you know"
"huh" I asked with a questioning voice.
"You've got a mother who you can talk to about how you feel.
Someone who you can relate to and have them comfort you
when you're down."
"And you don't?" I asked with a soft voice.
Musa shook her head silently. "My mother died when I was
just an infant and my father abuses me physically and
verbally."
I was shocked at what I had just found out. "Your father...
abuses you?"
Musa nodded her head. "Everyday he comes home either
angry or agitated. He lets all of his anger out on me. I
don't know what happened though. When my mom was here,
we used to be so happy. But all that's changed ever since she
passed."
I was afraid to ask her but I had to do it anyway. "Musa,
what does he do to you?"
She took a deep breath before replying. I knew that this
would be hard for her, but she had to tell somebody, or she
may not be safe. "He usually beats me and makes me drink
until I pass out. He used to break our instuments and hit me
with them, but he doesn't anymore."
She paused before speaking. "... To me, music calms me. It
gives me closure you know. It helps me get through my days
of torment."
I wanted to say something to make her feel better. To let
her know that she wasn't alone. I may not be beaten by my
parents but I've got my own problems with them.
"Well, you aren't alone either."
Musa looked at me with a confused face but urged me to
continue. "Though I may have a mother, and a family, I'm
not exactly happy. My mother rarely asks me how my day is,
she forgets to feed me, and she never greets me when I get
home. She makes me feel like her work is more important
than her family. Which may be true, since her job is sort of
the reason why we came back to Gardenia.
As for my father, he just ignores me and my mother. He
either comes home very late or leaves very early going to who
knows where. I haven't had a proper conversation with my
father since the 7th grade. Now, we're just people who live
with each other and seem to be related."
I looked back at Musa before continuing. "My parents
stopped being there for me back then, and they still aren't
even now. It's me who is responsible for myself, and I who
makes my own decisions. I won't be able to depend on them.
I don't have the same bond I had with them before."
Musa looked at me with a look of regret on her face. "Oh,
Stella, I'm so sorry"
"It's Okay" I smiled "Atleast I've got great friends who do
care!"
We both got up from the piano. I cleared my voice a little
before speaking once again. "But um, do you plan on telling
anybody?"
Musa simply shook her head. "No, not yet"
I just nodded and we were out the door and to our next
class.
As we walked through the hallway, I couldn't help but feel
bad for Musa. After all she's been through, she doesn't
deserve to be tormented by that moron, let alone be beaten
by her father. But I shouldn't tell anyone just yet. I
wouldn't want to lose Musa's trust just yet... And hopefully,
I won't have to...
...
No Pov
Bloom walked silently to her 5th period class by herself.
Stella had gone off to find Musa and hadn't shown up after
lunch and for 4th period. Bloom was lucky enough to
convince Ms. Grizelda that Stella had gotten lost in the
school once again even though Bloom knew that Stella would
be able to find her way around the school just fine.
She took steady steps with her head down before feeling
somebody grabbing her arm and pulling her to the side of
the hall in between the lockers.
Bloom didn't need to know who the imposter that dragged
her in between the isle was. She already knew.
Bloom kept her gaze at the ground as she spoke silently.
"What do you want Sky?"
Sky seemed to flinch at the silent words she spoke that had
harsh meaning to them, to him atleast. "I just wanted to
know how you were doing." Sky said as he stared at Bloom
Bloom turned looked the other way. "I'm fine, now go back
to that so called girlfriend of yours and leave me alone."
She started walking away before she felt Sky rest a hand on
her shoulder and rest his head on her back, stopping her
from further motion. "I know you're lying Bloom. Why can't
you talk to me the way that you used to when there was us."
Bloom turned around full force, shocking Sky as she backed
him up against the wall with a hard look in her usually
bright blue eyes. "Listen here. There was no us, there was
never an us, there will never be an us! When will you get
that?"
Sky stood up and put his hands on Blooms shoulders. "You
can't say that Bloom. Because there was an us. And I know
that you feel it. What we had was real Bloom! And it still
is!"
Bloom had hot tears pouring out of her eyes as she tried to
pull away. "No Sky, stop!"
Sky kept a safe grip on Bloom that wouldn't hurt her, but
that was tight enough to not let her go.
Sky looked at Bloom, tears threating to come out at the
sight of his lovers broken state. He straightened his back a
little more and shouted one word.
"No!" Sky said before crashing his lips onto Bloom.
Bloom had never felt anything as good as Sky's kisses. There
was nobody who could ever give her the sensation that Sky's
lips gave to her.
Though she loved the feeling of his lips on hers, there was a
pit in her stomach telling her that something was wrong.
Looking back at his past affairs, and the relationship he
has with Diaspro now, she couldn't do it.
He had to make a choice. It was either Bloom or Diaspro.
And it was obvious who he chose.
But Bloom couldn't hide her relationship with Sky. She
couldn't do it. She had to break free.
It wasn't right.
Bloom pushed Sky away before wiping her tears and running
to class.
She loved him, she still did, and he loved her.
What they had was real.
But was it worth it?
She didn't know...
...
Musa stood in the middle of the hallway re thinking
everything that had happened so far in her day.
Her argument with Riven, wasn't exactly an argument. It was
more lie... a confession.
Yes, Musa confessed her feeling to that moronic airhead,
but what did he do?
Reject her and embarrass her infront of everybody. That... is
exactly what he did.
She shook her previous encounter out of her head and made
her way to P.E with Cordatota.
She changed into her gym clothes before sitting out on the
benches by the gym.
She didn't feel like participating in today's activities. And
apparently, someone didn't want to either.
Riven sat beside Musa with a look of regret on his face.
Unlike Musa, Riven wasn't dressed in his gym clothes, but
what he was dressed in earlier this morning.
Riven cleared his voice before speaking. "Listen Musa, I'm
sorry... for everything"
Musa looked up at Riven. "Me too"
Riven put a hand on Musa's shoulder before saying the most
sincere words he had ever said to anyone. "I really am,
and I just wish that you could see that.
Musa got up from the bench and started walking away
before she paused to saw a few words. With her back still
turned to Riven and her fists clenched into balls, she took a
deep breath.
"I wish I could too "
...
Flora smiled as she made her way through the school with
Helia by her side.
She couldn't think of anything better than being with Helia.
But there was one thing that was driving her out of her
mind. And that was the fact that Helia hadn't asked her to
be his girlfriend yet.
Flora tried to think of a clever way to bring up the topic up
in casual conversations.
Bringing her hands together and swaying side by side as
they walked through the halls and out to the quad, she
began the first phase of her minute made ingenious plan.
"So Helia", she began with an innocent smile "Have you ever
thought of getting a girlfriend yet?"
Helia's answer was direct and emotionless "No"
"Oh" Flora giggled as she put a hand to her mouth.
By now, they had made their way to the garden.
As they walked through the stone path decorated with
tropical looking flowers on the side, Flora couldn't help
imagining what her wedding would look like.
Though it is still far from that day, she couldn't help but
picture it.
Helia would sweep her up bridal smile and put a beautiful
white flower in her fancily braided hair before they walked
through the stone path and upto the altar in between the
small gates decorated with the greenest and most healthy
vines.
This though was just so maddening to Flora. She couldn't
think of anything she wanted more.
For now, she had to get Helia to ask her out.
Helia paused before putting a white flower in her hair.
Flora giggled madly as the whole thing happened. It's just
like she imagined.
Let's just hope that everything would go as planned...
...
Brandon's pov
I looked at the picture of a little girl and boy in the park.
The photo just brought back too many memories.
I saw Stella making her way through the halls. I wanted to
apologize to her for everything that happened.
I put the picture in the back of my pocket before following
her. We were already dismissed form class and people
seemed to be making their way out of the school quickly.
I had already followed Stella out onto the quad. It seemed
that she was making her way to the park.
I hadn't been there in so many years.
Stella made her way towards the ice cream truck before
stopping and dropping her books.
But the thing was that she didn't pick them up.
She was staring at somebody.
As I made my way towards her, I could see tears coming out
of her eyes. When I finally made my way towards her, I
could see why.
She said one word with a questioning voice before breaking
into tears.
...
Stella's pov
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
"Daddy?"
I saw my father with a pasty blonde haired woman and a
raven haired girl who looked about my age.
My father pecked the woman on her lips and smiled at her
and the girl the way he used to smile at me and my mother.
Is this what he's been doing all those days, months, maybe
even years.
Having affairs with women. This woman to be exact.
I went up to my father and the woman and pushed her
away from him, tears already in my eyes.
"Stella!" I heard my father yell.
"Stay away from my father, stay away from my family!" I
yelled at the woman and the girl next to her.
My father pulled me away and slapped me across my face.
"Don't you dare tell your mother" My father told me with a
stern voice.
I looked at the little "family" with hatred before running
off.
I heard someone calling my name, but I couldn't face
anybody.
No... not now.