Chapter 11: Tell the Truth
What are we doing here again?
Spying.
On who?
Iggy.
… Any particular reason, or are we just dabbling in our natural stalker tendencies.
He and Ella snuck off after dinner.
You want to watch them make-out?
… no. Of course not.
Then why?
I just need to do this. I need that image in my mind. I need to know, know he doesn't love me.
We need to know he's happy.
Yeah.
Okay.
Where are they? I swear they were right there…
"W-what?"
Was that The Slut?
Yeah, I think so. I thought we had decided against calling her that.
Sorry, slipped.
Uh huh. Why does Ella look like Iggy just shot her puppy in the eye?
Ella has a puppy?
Nudge, focus! Iggy is talking!
"It's just- It's not fair to you, for us to continue seeing each other right now."
What?!
That would explain the aghast in Ella's eyes, I feel so sorry for her…
"I'm sorry, Ella. It's just… it's just I think I might be…"
What are you doing Iggy? You're killing me here!
Looks like he's killing Ella too.
Hey, I'll worry about being sorry for her later, right now I wanna listen.
"It's just, oh Ella, this is so hard."
Tell me about it!
Shut up!
"It's just, I think I'm falling in love with someone else."
Beat.
Beat.
Beat.
BREATH!!!
Don't cry. I'm not going to cry.
Who is it? Who else could it be? Will the torture never end?
Ella loves him, he's breaking her heart. He's breaking my heart. Why did I have to fall in love with someone so horrible? Why? Why me?
All's fair in love and war.
I don't wan to play fair! I'm done playing fair. I don't want to play at all. This hurts too much. I don't want to play this game anymore!
Me either.
But what can I do? I love him.
Just try to live with it, what else can we do?
… I hate it when your right.
I know.
I'm going to stop crying now, okay?
Okay.
"Who is it, Iggy?"
Oh no, I don't think I can bear to hear this.
We should go.
Oh, and there goes the waterworks.
What happened to not crying?
Well, I'm sorry. When I piece my heart back together enough to gain some control over my emotions I'll try to keep them in better check.
"It's... It's…"
Oh just spit it out so we can go!
I need this to be over…
Just breath, Nudge. Just brea-
"It's Nudge."
Well there goes that idea.
Suddenly find it incredibly difficult to locate oxygen.
"I'm so sorry, Ella."
And now they're both crying, sobbing in each other's arms.
But I don't care.
He loves me!
ME!!!
"It's-it's okay, Iggy. Shh, it's okay."
"Stop that!" Iggy barks.
I have a feeling this is about to be a private conversation.
… I need to talk to Iggy.
But doesn't Ella deserve at least-
I need to talk to him.
… Okay, but let's keep quiet.
"Iggy, I-"
"No, stop being so understanding. You're supposed to be revolted by me right now. You're supposed to slap me and scream at me and tell me you hate me. You're not supposed to be so… so…. Understanding!'
"But I do understand, Iggy. You love her. Somehow, I've always known you have."
"I... I don't know what to say."
"Does she love you?"
YES!!!!!
"I… I don't know."
Ella grabs either side of her face, stares into his eyes.
Grrrr….
Hey, what happened to being quiet?
She's touching our man.
Somehow, I think we can let her have that, at least.
… I suppose.
"You listen to me Iggy Ride. If she ever hurts you, even a little bit, I may not still be here waiting for you to crawl back. But I sure as hell will kick her boyfriend stealing butt so hard that even those precious wings of hers won't be able to catch her before she reaches the ground."
Gulp.
I think it's time we made our presence known.
"I won't."
Heads snap up, glares of anger and astonishment.
Ella draws her hands away from Iggy, still looking at me.
Iggy's looking at me too, a look of total fear on his face.
We should kiss him. He needs to know we love him back. Kiss him good and hard and long. Like in our dearest fantasies. There's no stopping us now. He LOVES us.
Not in front of Ella.
"N-nudge, I-"
But I never get to discover what Iggy is.
Because suddenly Ella's rushing towards me.
And there's a sickening crunching sound.
And for a moment, I'm not sure why.
Then Ella's storming away,
And I'm on the ground.
Clutching a broken nose.
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AN: So... yeah. That was WAY more aghasty then I wanted it. But I know in my head that this is exactly how Iggy would tell Ella, and he'd be so torn up about it. I mean, Ella was his first love. Leaving her, even for Nudge, had to kill him.
Anyway, there will only be a couple of chapters or so after this one, then I'm going to start another story. One that's exactly like this story, but from Iggy's point of view. I've had a couple requests for this so I just thought I'd give you guys a heads up. I am writing this story from Iggy's POV, it will start posting after the end of this story.
