Here's another chapter. I hope you all enjoy it. It'll probably be the last for a while.
Disclaimer: Must you remind me? I don't own Jimmy Neutron!
Chapter 7: Libby's Visit
Cindy lay curled up on her side, tears streaming down her face. Why had she done such a stupid thing? She knew he hated her; hadn't he already made it very clear?
In fact, he had just confirmed it with his recent behavior. No apology, no reassuring "I don't hate you, Cindy." He had just walked out the door, simple as that. As if nothing had ever happened. As if he didn't know her heart was breaking in two at the very moment she had said those three little words. Maybe it would've been better if Kaylee had forced him to leave.
This was way more scary than having to face a dangerous villain, there was no doubt about that. What exactly was he supposed to do? Cindy was acting, well… like she liked him or something. But she couldn't possibly! No, she couldn't… Could she?
But why would she? Jimmy asked himself. Even if she doesn't see why we should be enemies, it's not like she ever liked me before we started fighting on a regular basis.
It was all so confusing. And then she had said the thing about hating her! He was supposed to hate her! What did she want him to say to that? Maybe he didn't really hate her as much as he used to, but… Did she really expect him to tell her he didn't hate her at all? She was the one who had told him not to lie to her. So, what, she wanted him to now?
But maybe it wouldn't have been a lie. Maybe I do— Jimmy clamped a lid on the thought. He didn't like her. No, definitely not. He was just helping her because he felt guilty, that was all. It was nothing more than that.
But, still, he couldn't just keep all of this to himself, could he? He needed to talk to someone about how Cindy had suddenly started acting. Carl and Sheen would just laugh and make fun of him if he told them she had kissed him. But...what about Libby?
"What were you thinking?" Libby demanded as she strutted into Cindy's hospital room.
Cindy looked up at her in confusion. "E-excuse me?"
"Oh, sorry," Libby sheepishly apologized. "Here you don't even know who I am, and that's the greetin' I give you."
"No, I know who you are," Cindy replied.
"You do?" Libby asked excitedly. "You mean you remember me?"
"No, but Jimmy told me about you. We're best friends, right? Or at least we used to be…" Cindy's voice trailed off.
Libby's face dropped. "Oh, I see. And, yeah, we're still best friends. No need to worry about that."
Cindy smiled. "I'm glad. But, what exactly were you talking about when you came in?"
"Oh, that. Well, Cindy… Do you mind if I sit here?" At Cindy's shake of her head, Libby took a seat at the end of her bed. "Look," she went on. "You and Jimmy—"
"Hate each other," Cindy snapped, interrupting.
Libby looked at her in surprise. "Well, yeah, but—"
"Look, I'd rather not discuss it. I don't think I want to see that boy ever again," Cindy cut in, upset.
"If that was true, why exactly did you kiss him again?" Libby teased.
"Shut up!" Cindy ordered. "You think I don't regret that now?"
"Whoa, sorry, girlfriend. I didn't know it bothered you that much." A grin spread across her face. "You know, now you sound more like your normal self."
"You mean…I act like…that?" Cindy eyes went wide in disbelief. Surely she wasn't so rude, was she?
"Well, most of the time, yeah," Libby said. "But you're still a great friend, don't get me wrong," she quickly added.
"I can't believe I'm so…mean."
"Ah, it's OK, girl. Don't think about that so much. You're a great person, even if ya do get aggravated a ton," Libby assured her.
Cindy looked at her friend curiously. "Wait a minute—how'd you get here? I thought no one was supposed to know about me or something."
"I kinda forced it out of Neutron," Libby laughed.
Cindy grinned right along with her. "I'm glad."
"Um, Cindy? I know ya don't really wanna talk about this, but…I was just wondering… Did you remember anything when you were, ah, smoochin' him?" Libby cringed, expecting Cindy to explode like before.
Instead, there was a long pause.
"Cindy?" Libby repeated.
"Come to think of it, I think I did," Cindy finally said.
"Oh my gosh, are you for real?" Libby asked excitedly.
"Yes. I seem to remember something about—a roller coaster?" She furrowed her brow in confusion. What did a roller coaster have to do with anything? Then suddenly it came to her. "Oh my gosh," she muttered.
"What? What is it?" Libby questioned.
Cindy looked up at her. "We were about to kiss, but we didn't, did we?" she asked sullenly.
"Oh! Now I know what you're talkin' about! The time we were gonna film that movie!" Libby exclaimed excitedly. Cindy had remembered something! She really had! Wait til she told Jimmy! "And, to answer your question, no, you didn't," she added.
"That's what I thought," Cindy whispered. So she had liked him before. But, as she had concluded today, he didn't like her back. "He is such a jerk!" she suddenly burst out, causing Libby to jump.
"Well, maybe I should get going now," Libby told her uneasily, getting up off of the bed. "I hope you feel better soon."
There was no response.
