The Change

Chapter Eighteen

Corey Feldman's house was awesome! It was big, and he had a giant t.v. I noticed some pictures on the wall. It was his family. I looked at all the family pictures, then I saw the pictures of Feldman and Haim. I got angry at Haim. Why? I care too much about him to just brush off his smoking! I had a flashback to the time he played me, when he promised me he wouldn't hurt me ever again. I was about to find Harmony to tell her, when I ran into him. I was angry again. Why was I going to forgive him that easily again?
We said nothing to each other for a few minutes, until Corey couldn't take it anymore.
"Listen, babe. I'm sorry. I was being over dramatic."
"You broke your promise." I said sharply without looking at him. I crossed my arms.
"What? What promise?"
"You said you'd never hurt me again, at Marko's. The day after you asked Paige out."
"What? You cried? I said I was sorry. I even tucked you in 'cause you were cold!"
"You tucked me in? After we fought?"
"Yeah. I went to go apologize, but you were asleep."
"Maybe I can forgive you."
"Maybe? What more do it have to do?!" He put his arms out.
"You know." There was a glint in my eyes.
He smirked, holding out his hand. "There's a guest bedroom. It's basically mine." He led me upstairs. The spare bedroom was nice and cozy. "Here we are. You know, you're the first girlfriend I've had who's been up here before."
"Really?" I asked. Even though I had led him on to thinking I was going to forgive him, I wasn't so sure. What if hurt me again? I already know I couldn't rely on his promise.
"Yeah." He closed the door. He went behind me and put his arms around my waist. "Why don't we just kick it right here?" He asked, kissing my neck. That's sounded good, but I was still mad at him!
"I don't know, babe." I wasn't in the mood. I pushed him away and sat on the bed. I didn't even know the truth. Did I actually have his heart?
He sensed the mood I was in. "Again, what more do I have to do?!"
"Am I special to you?"
"Yeah, babe. Didn't you read my note?"
"Yes, but I want you to say it."
"Okay, you're special. You're not like the others."
I smiled. Wait... "Is it true? What you said in the note. Do you love me?"
He paused for a moment. I knew it. He was playing me, wasn't he? He chuckled because he was nervous. "W-what are all these questions for, babe? Let's just get crazy!" He tried to kiss me, but I put my finger on his mouth.
"Honest?" I asked.
"Yeah."
This was harder than I thought. Part of me wanted to just let him lie, just let him pretend to like me, let him use me, because he was so hot. But the other side of me knew better; I deserved a person who actually loved me, who actually cared for me, and if Corey wasn't the man who was going to do that, I figured I'd have to find a man who would. Or no man at all. I've come to the conclusion that I'd  rather be with no one than with someone who didn't love me. "I don't know if you're telling the truth. I... I wanna believe, Corey, honestly. But... I don't think I could stand it if you didn't love me. I need the truth. I can't be with someone who doesn't feel the same way with me."
He had pain in his eyes. "I know you won't believe me. Heck, this isn't a good deal for me." He ran a hand through his hair. "No matter what I say.... I'm gonna lose you, aren't I?"
I didn't think of that. If he told me he loved me, I'd think he was lying. If he told me he didn't...
"Anastasia, I'm going to tell the truth. I know I've manipulated people, I know in start I had manipulated you. But I'm being dead honest right now. I know I'll probably lose you anyway, but..." He kneeled, took my hand, and his blue eyes locked with mine, certain of what he was going to say. "Anastasia, I love you." He laughed then got up. "I love you!"
I smiled. He was honest! "Corey, I love you too!" I jumped into his arms. He kissed me then asked. "Now, are we gonna get crazy?"