You Outta Know

I wasn't listening to Ellie this time. She was wrong. She had to be. Dylan would be thrilled to see me at University, just like I would be if he came and visited me.

I wanted her to come with me to see Dylan, but she was going back and forth between Toronto and Wasaga, constantly pining over Sean, which was cool. Everyone deserved to be happy. So, instead, I recruited the next best thing. A realist named Alex.

"I hope you don't expect me to pay anything." She muttered, carrying a small duffel on her shoulder.

"That's all you packed?" I wondered looking back at the huge bag I had with me.

"Wow, you can see." She popped in a piece of gum and started smacking furiously. I knew something was wrong with her and I was going to figure that out. Later. I would make a note to myself. "Do you even know where he is?"

"Yeah." I shook my head. "No, but I'll find him."

"This better not be a waste of time."

'I want you to know, that I'm happy for you'

"What's wrong Alex?" I asked despite myself. I saw exactly what everyone else in the school had seen. I knew that she had lost both a best friend and a boyfriend in the same way.

"Worry about your own boy problems." Alex started smacking on a piece of gum as we started searching the campus for Dylan's new dorm room.

"Do you know something that I should?" My eyes flashed suddenly. Alex seemed to know everything about everyone else's life, but she guarded hers like a fierce lioness or something.

"Just go see him. I might be wrong." She urged me, actually kind of shoving me towards Dylan's new dorm. The outside looked a lot better than the other one. It was newer and painted white. The other one had been crumbling, but the school was nearly a couple of hundred years old.

"You're not coming?"

"And watch yet another person make out with their significant other? No thanks. I'll just hang out and see who's around…" Her voice trailed off as her gaze transferred over to a taller more attractive, and straight guy. He was probably just going to be the rebound guy, but whatever kept her busy…

"Go." I demanded, rushing up the stairs and asking every person I saw if they knew Dylan Michalchuck until I got a number. 702. Like the group. Cool, I smiled to myself suddenly feeling that maybe I should've brought something with me. Dylan wasn't really into flowers and candy … that was more my style, but just having something would provide me with something to hide behind if things didn't turn out right.

But it would. After our little mini break-up, Dylan called me back and apologized. He's completely worth it and we haven't seen each other. It seems like a good idea. "It is a good idea." I nodded to myself, knocking on hi door.

"Just a minute!" Dylan called back. I heard giggling and a little shuffling before he opened the door. "Hey … Marco."

"I came to see you." I pushed past him and walked into the room, none other than to see a repeat of a few months ago. There was a half-naked guy lying on his bed.

'I wish nothing but the best for you both.'

"Can we … talk about this?" Dylan wondered, ushering me out of the room as my previous emotions of anger and betrayal were revitalized.

"So we're back to square one. I guess this is it." I muttered with a sigh. I guess it wasn't such a bad thing to have not brought flowers. I would've looked like a complete idiot. My exterior would match my interior.

"Don't you want to hear my side of it?" Dylan asked.

"Sure. You're with him now. It's …"

'An older version of me. Is she perverted like me? Would she go down on you in a theatre?'

"Does this have something to do with me?" I wondered suddenly. "Because of my age? That guy … I know he's at a level that I'm not and that he's got things that I don't, but … that doesn't change anything." I gave up. "I doesn't matter."

'Does she speak eloquently? And would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother.'

"Marco, don't be like this. Don't walk away without hearing my side." Dylan begged.

"Actions speak louder than words." I walked off, out of the building hoping that Alex hadn't gone too far. She hadn't. "Hey. You ready?"

"I'm talking." Alex turned back to the guy, who seemed to be doing all the talking, while she nodded excitedly. I had never seen her like this. Alex was so giddy and teen-like.

"Come on Alex." I rolled my eyes as she bid goodbye to the guy she had been talking to and walked into step with me.

"What's up?"

"You'll never see him again." I sighed, thinking about Dylan.

"The ass did it again, didn't he?"

"I should've never come down here." I walked faster and faster getting further away from Alex, only stopping when I saw a couple fighting in the middle of the courtyard.

"How did you forget? You went out with your ex-girlfriend!" A red and black haired girl yelled. "Idiot!" She pushed him suddenly as he yelled obscenities back to her. "Yeah, well fuck you." She stalked off, bumping into me on the way.

"Hey."

"Sorry." She rolled her eyes. "Boyfriends suck." I nodded in response, recognizing the same guy that was in Dylan's room.

'Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity? I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner. It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced and are you thinking of me when you f her?'

"Tell me about it." I mumbled, giving that guy a glare, but he didn't even notice. He was probably on cloud nine about being with Dylan, like I was. Stupid, foolish me.

"Dude, are you okay?" The girl that was fighting wondered.

"Yeah."

"You're Dylan's boyfriend aren't you?"

"You go here? You know him?"

"Actually … no. I go to a private school, which I am about to get my way out of and I know of Dylan. Everyone knows him. My boyfriend—ex boyfriend and I spent every weekend together. I'm really sorry." She nodded sincerely.

"Thanks. So you're in high school?"

"Totally." She smiled, removing her sunglasses from her eyes. "Did you think I was in college or something? People always think I'm older than I really am." She strutted as if she were on the runway, causing me to crack a smile. This girl was fun. I could tell.

"I'm Marco."

"Loreli!" She called back as her ex-boyfriend rushed up to her. I watched them yelling at each other before making up and kissing passionately. I decided to go find Alex.

"Are you ready?" I sighed. This trip was a bust.

'It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced. Are you

thinking of me when you f her?'

"So we're just leaving like that?" Alex asked, now sitting alone staring at the waterfall in the middle of the campus.

"You're not talking to anyone." I jumped up and sat beside her, folding and crossing my legs.

"Look everyone gets cheated on. But the thing is, what are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know Alex. I guess I'll go home and dive into a pint of Ben and Jerry's." I sighed, resting my head on her shoulder. "I hate him so much right now that I don't even want to think about it, but I can't think about anything else."

"That's your plan. So, you're going to let him win Marco?"

"This isn't a fucking game Alex. It was real love. I loved him!" I voice cracked as Alex's chin started trembling.

'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no. And every time you speak her name
does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you died, til you died? But you're still alive!'

"And I didn't?" Turning away from me, she regained her composure. "Did he promise you forever?" I nodded. "Well, I'm not going to sit around and let him win. I have a plan." Alex hopped down excitedly as I followed her. "Where's his car?"

"There." I pointed as Alex made all the plans, actually doing most of the damage.

"I don't want his brakes to fail." I complained after a little while. We had already slashed his tires and I was still scared that someone would see us.

"Marco, we won't even know what happened to him. I promise he won't get hurt."

'And I'm here to remind you of the mess you left when you went away. It's not fair to deny me.'

"So, how'd you learn how to do this?" I smiled when she was done. Part of me felt liberated, while the other part felt a little guilty.

"Let's go." Alex brushed off my question ready to go.

"Wait." I gave Dylan's car one last kick before running off.

'Of the cross I bear that you gave to me. You, you, you oughta know.'

Some time Later

"Where the hell is everything?" A loud, dark-haired girl complained as she turned around and I smiled. It was Loreli.

"How are you?" She giggled and hugged me.

"I'm good … Marco."

"How's your boyfriend?"

"I don't even know if you can call him that." She laughed nervously. "We have an open relationship now. That's just his way of saying he wants to have sex with other girls."

"I'm sorry." I apologized, taking a look at her schedule, which was similar to mine.

"But that's nothing compared to what happened to Dylan." Her eyes shined. "He lost his sports scholarship, his car was completely ruined.." Blu stopped and winked at me. "And rumor has it that he's carrying an STD." She hugged me.

'And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it. Well can you feel it?'

(A/N: Not my best, I know but at least it's finally done. I'm about to leave for a year of college so I don't know how often I will be able to update, but I am so glad to have your support and hope that you have enjoyed reading these fictions as much as I have. –NL)