Chapter Ten: Okay, So It's Love.
So… I kissed him yesterday. Was assured three times by Dr. M I'm most certainly brain tumor free. Have been tactlessly avoiding Iggy and/or the slut ever since.
Ella, Nudge. Her name is Ella.
Yeah. Yeah, Ella Martinez. That's what I said wasn't it?
No.
Huh, okay.
Seriously need to get a grip on reality.
On one hand, we have The Slu-Ella who is dating Iggy. Do not want to hurt her.
Not to mention Max might actually kill you for making her sister cry.
… I'm going to pretend that isn't relevant.
On the other hand, there are these strange possibly-mental-insanity-induced feelings Iggy.
And on the third hand we have us, going slowly insane from lack of sense.
Says the little voice talking in my head.
And fourthly… I think too many people are learning one plus one equals two.
Huh? What did someone else see us? What if someone was secretly watching when I kissed him?
When I kissed him.
Yum…
Nudge!
Sorry.
Did I mention I can't stop thinking about the kiss? Because I really, really can't.
Which would be why I'm avoiding Iggy.
I think we should be avoiding Fang too.
… WHAT?!?!
I don't know anything for fact! It's just that I'm concerned he might be learning how to count…
Fabulous. First the little blond devil and now Mr. Dreary. Just my luck.
He knows something's up. Have you seen the glances he's been casting between you and Iggy ever since you got back from that mission? He may not know what's going on, but he knows there's something.
Well, if he figures it out we'll just have to kill him. Problem solved.
Are we going to kill Angel too? And the Gasman? Because he's been looking at you funny too. And then there are those friends Ella had over yesterday. They kept smiling at you and him and giggling. Is killing half the town an option?
No, I suppose not…
Knock at the door, then again, sharp and insistent.
"Whoever you are, fill out your will. You're going to be needing it." I mumble
Yank open the door
It's Angel.
Yeah, brutal murder sounds pretty attractive right about now.
"Do you love Iggy?"
Um, yes. We already established that.
"You know the answer."
"You know, I think he's falling in love with Ella."
I glare at her. Why is she doing this to me? I am aware of Iggy and The Slut's affair.
"No, I mean really."
Wait, what?
"And she loves him too, you know."
I just stare at her, trying to deny what's staring me in the face.
"You love Iggy, Nudge."
More with the "duh!" statements.
"How much do you love him?
Too much…
"Enough to want him to be happy? No matter whom he's with?"
Wait.
No.
Stop, back up.
Not ready to answer that question yet.
But now that's it's out there…
Do I love him?
Yes.
Do I love him enough?
…
…
…
Yes.
Well, crap. There goes my happiness.