This is the third and last story in my trilogy! Please read Girlfriend and Selfish first. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story!
Conner and Alanna stared at Elizabeth (Jessica pretending to be Liz) in shock.
"You're okay with the fact that I brought Alanna here?" Conner asked incredulously.
"Sure, I trust you," Jessica said. She smiled to herself. This was way to easy, making Alanna jealous. Elizabeth would be so grateful. "Plus it's just Alanna. I know you guys are friends."
"Yes, we are." Alanna said stiffly.
"So let me get this straight," Conner said. "You catch me with dancing with another girl and you're okay with it?"
"Cool," Alanna grinned.
"Hey, Conner's mine." Jessica said cheerfully. "I have to go find Jessica. I'll see you later Conner. And," she said grinning to Alanna, "You should see him naked, I mean really." Jessica sauntered off leaving a stunned Conner and a red
Alanna.
"What did that mean?" she said accusingly to Conner.
"I have no idea. Elizabeth has been acting strange lately. Normally she'd be pounding me to the ground telling me to stay away from her." Conner said.
"Well, what about us?" Alanna asked lightly.
"What?" Conner asked evading the subject.
"You know what I mean, when we were dancing, you felt it too. Didn't you?" she asked placing her hand in his.
"Yeah, but what am I going to tell this? I mean, I thought I loved her. But when I'm with you, it feels so different from when we first started going out."
"It feels better," Alanna said smiling.
Conner sighed, "I've dated so many girls this year, Maria, Liz, you, Liz again, and what if I'm making the wrong choice? I don't want to hurt you or Liz again."
"What happened to the old Conner?" Alanna said smiling. "Drop em and get em. I just want to be with you Conner."
"So do I." He said moaning.
"Is there some reason why you can't? Did you and Liz-" Alanna started to ask, not wanting to know the answer.
"No," he said emphatically. "We never did anything like that. I promise," he said looking her in the eyes. "But things are different with
us now. It feels like we're just going through the motions, you know? I kiss her because she expects it; we walk to class together and stuff. But I don't feel the way I feel with you."
"Oh, Conner," Alanna sighed. She smiled and there lips met in an explosion of passion. And Alanna had never felt so happy in all of her
life.
Elizabeth stood frozen in shock when she saw who she had ran into.
"Are you okay?" Jeffrey French said in a concerned voice.
She hadn't spoke to Jeffrey in like, forever. She'd almost forgotten that he even existed. She'd been too wrapped up in her life to remember her feeble promise that they would always be friends. But the way he was looking at her and, she desperately needed someone to talk to. "I'm okay, well, not really okay. But I'm not failing school, homeless bad," she babbled.
Jeffrey smiled. "You want to tell me what's wrong?" She bit her lip and nodded. "Let go somewhere a little more quiet," he said leading her into a coat closet. They squeezed in and Jeffrey handed her a napkin to dry her eyes.
"My boyfriend is at this minute dancing in the arms of his ex-girlfriend looking totally in love." Elizabeth spat out.
Jeffrey's eyes widened. "Are you serious? What guy in his right mind would cheat on you? Is he deluded?"
Elizabeth smiled slightly. "Nah, just seriously misguided," she joked.
"Is he the same guy that you were having problems with at the beginning of the year?" Jeffrey asked gruffly.
"Yes, but how did you know?"
"I haven't forgotten you, Liz. Anyway, if he's always doing this kind of stuff to you, why do you keep letting him in?"
"I don't know," she said starting to cry again. "I just can't stop. But this time it's over. I mean it," she emphasized. "I need to make it on my own."
"That's great," he said sincerely.
Elizabeth squeezed his hand. "Do you think we can be friends again. I mean it, too," she added.
Jeffrey smiled, "Yeah, I would like that."
"Hey, Liz!" Melissa called out. Elizabeth smiled when she saw her and Jeremy standing in front of First and Ten. She had agreed to join Jeremy and Melissa for dinner even though if Jessica ever found out, Elizabeth would be dead. Elizabeth couldn't help but notice how relaxed they seemed. Jeremy had his arm firmly around Melissa's thin waist and Melissa looked like a model in flared black pants and a pink scoop neck shirt. "Hey, guys. I'm starving!" Elizabeth laughed.
After they were seated and had placed their order Melissa turned to Liz. "I heard about what happened last night, are you okay?"
Elizabeth sighed, "I'm okay. Not ready to face Conner yet, but basically I'm holding up. I know I have to talk to him soon."
"What are you going to do?" Jeremy asked sympathetically.
"I'm going to break up with him. I have to. Our relationship is going nowhere and…"
"He's a jerk." Melissa finished.
"Well, yeah. Plus things have been really tense since my parents found out he spent the night." Elizabeth said sipping her soda.
"What?!" Jeremy exclaimed.
"Oh, it's not what you think," Elizabeth said giggling. "We were just you know, sharing a bed but not doing anything. I'm saving myself for Josh Hartnett." Melissa smiled.
"Me too."
"Really?" Elizabeth asked. "I thought you and Will…"
"No. No way." Melissa said firmly. Elizabeth noted that Jeremy looked very relieved. "So you're really going to end things with him?" Melissa asked.
"We we're having problems before Alanna. But the thing with Alanna was mostly my fault. I told him to spend time with her. How stupid was I?" Elizabeth laughed bitterly.
"You were just doing what you thought was best. I mean, Alanna has problems and you were only trying to help." Jeremy said softly.
"Conner and I were having problems long before Alanna anyway. I guess we were never meant to be." Elizabeth choked back tears. "I love him, Liss. I love him so much. I must be out of my mind, but I need to do this. For him."
"And for you," Melissa added looking at Jeremy. She had no idea what to do to help her friend and she felt horrible because she knew how much she must be hurting. Jeremy smiled at here and gave her hand a quick squeeze. At least she had Jeremy.
