Randy had never been so frustrated in his life. Nothing he tried could get Stacy away from Jeff. They were joined at the hip. Nothing he tried had worked. He didn't like to think of it, but it seemed every day he was getting closer and closer to taking Lisa's help. Stacy was quickly slipping from his grip and he had to act rashly and with super human speed to keep anyone from dropping any L bombs because if it ever came down to that, he would probably give up hope. Because then, it would be a lost cause. Randy wanted to go back in time and just lock Stacy in his locker room that day. Maybe then Jeff wouldn't have gotten to her to ask her out and he wouldn't be where he was right now.

Silently without any words to say so the whole friends with benefits disappeared right before Randy's eyes. It started in small ways. It had been a month since Jeff and Stacy had started 'dating' and Randy wanted to maim someone. The first signs of the disappearing special relationship he had with Stacy started the very same night he learned of Stacy and Jeff's first date.

Later that night Stacy had returned to his room and he let himself feel a little relived at the fact that she hadn't spent the whole night with Jeff. She had returned to him instead. She spent most of the night talking about her date. He didn't really listen because from the happy waves she was sending off, he probably would have lost it if he actually listened to the details. When she finally finished discussing the date, they hopped into bed. They didn't have sex of course, but he did manage to get a long make out session before they retired to bed. She did stay in his bed too so he gave himself extra points for that. But since then that was the most they did.

Slowly the kissing stopped until he was lucky to get a hello kiss on the cheek. She no longer made visits to his hotel room. Those stopped two weeks into dating Jeff. She no longer shared his bed and it was hard having to get used to sleeping alone again. When the kisses and visits stopped he made due with hugs. He made sure to prolong the hugs sometimes sneaking in a kiss or two here and there. But the kisses were never on the lips. Just little friendly ones on the forehead and cheeks. Maybe one on the neck if he was really lucky.

But when the hugs stopped he had to live through secret hand holdings. Usually she never even realized he was holding her hand and he used that to his advantage. Because it was all he had left. But now those had stopped too and he was going through serious withdrawal problems. Sure it wasn't a brash and sudden departure from his life, but he still wasn't ready to let go. They belonged together. He wouldn't give up so easily.

He was trying to keep away from Lisa's offer, but every day it became more appealing. Just when he was sure he was going to give up hope and turn to her, he saw Carlito. He was living it up without any Lisa to worry about. He had more girls fawning over him than ever and he was just a whole lot more happy and carefree. Randy didn't want to ruin that for him. But one glimpse of Stacy and Jeff together and he was ready to change his mind again.

He just didn't know anymore. It was either betray one of his closest friends or lose the love of his life. There was no win, win situation anymore. No matter which way he chose to go about someone was going to get hurt. He didn't know if he was willing to throw himself in as the person to get hurt. He was having his taste of life watching Stacy from the sidelines and he sure as hell didn't like it.

Randy was sitting in his locker room hiding from everyone. It seemed as though everyone had someone to be with but him. To top it off, they were all going around acting like every day was Valentine's day. It made him sick. And insanely jealous. But more sick than anything It was while he was sulking that someone walked into his room.

"What the hell do you want?" He asked the person without looking up to see who it was. He was sure it was Lisa trying to persuade him to join her cult. He wasn't in the mood for any of her schematics or shenanigans he was sure she was there to present to him. He needed more time to think

"Oh . . . sorry . . . I'll come back later?" Randy's head snapped up when he heard her voice. It wasn't Lisa. Instead it was Stacy. He felt like a huge ass for talking to her like that. He let out a sigh. Nothing ever went the way he planned anymore.

"No, stay. Sorry about that. I thought you were someone else." He gave her a small apologetic smile. She looked at him trying to figure out if he was telling the truth and if he was in a major sour mood.

"You sure? I can come back later. It's not a problem." She was half in and half out of the room.

"Stay. I want you to stay." He stood up from where he was sitting and walked over to where she was. He pulled her fully into the room and shut the door behind her. Just looking at her made him want to smile. Knowing that it was his only chance he dove in for a hug hoping she didn't reject him. Luckily for him she didn't. "We haven't talked in forever."

"I know." A few moments later he felt her start to pull away so he reluctantly let her go. He then waked back over to the bench and sagged down on it.

"So what brings you here?"

"Oh yeah. I have to tell you something." He could tell she was excited about what she was going to say. She couldn't stand still and didn't have the slightest clue what to do with her hands so they were just flailing by her sides.

"What?" She didn't say anything. He guesses it was to create a level of suspense, but it was only making him annoyed. "Spit it out already."

"Jeff and I are officially going out." And just like that he heart dropped. He should have expected her to come and tell him something to do with the skittle.

"What do you mean?" He wanted to save a little hope that maybe they still were just dating. Maybe it wasn't as serious as she was making it out to be.

"I mean he's my boyfriend now." If it was even possible, his heart sank a little more. Had he really lost her that quickly? A month ago he was happy and he was practically her boyfriend. Now here she was in front of him telling him she had someone else.

He could feel his blood start to boil. He became extremely tense and rigid. Why the hell did she have to tell him? Why did she think he was going to be happy for her. Could she seriously not see how he felt about her? Was she that dense? Or was she doing it on purpose? Did she want to hurt him?

"Why are you telling me this?" She looked taken back at his comment. His tone was acidic and she couldn't understand why he was acting the way he was. She was happy. He should have been happy for her.

"Because you're my best friend."

"So that's all I am?" He surely though he put in more time than that.

"What do you mean?" She began to back away from him. Even though he hadn't moved an inch from where he was sitting his tone and the look in his eyes was enough to scare her.

"I mean all this time I've spent being there for you and I'm just your best friend? We went out before. Yeah it wasn't the best of times but you won't even give me a second chance. You know how we would be together and you know how good it could be. We're perfect for each other. So why? Why are you with him and not me?" It had been bugging him for the longest. He didn't get it. It didn't add up.

"Randy, we went out years ago and after that we agreed to be friends because we're much better off as friends. I though you got that? We aren't good for each other in a relationship." He stood up now and began pacing around the room. He had to work off some of the steam that was building up in him before he hit something.

"How do you even know? You said it yourself. We went out years ago. I've changed since then. I'm not the same and you know that. You know how we are as friends. Why would a relationship be so much more of a drastic change? You're not even giving me a chance to prove it to you. You don't even care."Sometime while he was talking, he made his way over to where she was standing. He took her hands in his hoping that it would help her to understand him.

"I do care. How dare you accuse me of not caring?"

"Then give me another chance. Let me prove it to you." He was begging now and didn't really care. He was sure he would have done anything at this point if it meant having her again.

"I can't I'm with Jeff now." That was it. It was said in a light whisper and they words were the words to break him back down. He let go of her hands and backed away from her. He slowly walked back over to the bench and sat down with his head in his hands. Not knowing what else there was to say Stacy turned and walked out of the room.

Randy had never felt such a rage in his life. Things were good. They were damn near-perfect before that asshole came and stepped into his territory. Everyone knew that he was after Stacy. Who was he to step in and take her when everything was so close to going as planned? He was so close to having her again. So damn close and then he had to come and step in.

But it wasn't time to sulk. Because even though he felt shitty he still had a little hope left in him. Because not once, had Stacy denied having feelings for him. With that last strand of hope left in him he decided it was time to take drastic measures. He took a deep breath and stood up again. It was time to look for Lisa.

AN:Sorry about the lack of any Carlito and Lisa, but the main plot of the story had to show up sometime, or half of it anyway.

P.S:I had to put shematics in this chappie.I love the word.

Mrs.Randista