Maeve and Otis stood there staring at each other, as if, if they didn't say anything, they could still somehow manage to stay in that dingy old bathroom. Both of them knew the second they walked through that door, things would go back to being complicated and unbearable. Just the thought of which made Otis dizzy.

"I have to go." Maeve said suddenly, feeling as if the walls were beginning to close in on her.

"Wait, Maeve!" Otis said, the desperation evident in his voice.

Maeve looked back at Otis, she wanted so badly to say something, anything that would make any of this better but she couldn't. The truth was she had no idea what had actually happened and before she could do anything, she needed answers. So she stormed out of that bathroom before Otis could reach out for her, knowing that if he held her hand, she wouldn't be able to let him go.

"What was that about?" Eric asked, once Maeve had left.

Otis just sighed. He had no energy to tell Eric what had happened.

"Well?" Eric asked, his eyebrows rising with curiosity.

"Apparently Maeve never got my message." Otis said, hoping that would get Eric to calm down for a bit, but he knew that wasn't going to happen till Eric knew every single detail.

"The one where you declared your undying love for Maeve?" Eric asked, nonchalantly.

"Yes." Otis said, shooting him a look. He loved Eric with all of his heart but he really didn't have it in him to deal with Eric being Eric right now.

"How is that possible? Didn't you tell Isaac to tell her about it?" Eric asked.

Otis didn't say anything; he just looked at Eric as if to ask him to connect the dots himself.

"Unless he didn't tell her.." Eric began. If this were a cartoon, an actual light bulb would've gone off above Eric's head.

"I guess he didn't." Otis said, with a shrug. His mind was racing and he was a second away from passing out from all of his overthinking.

"I never did like him, I also found him to be a little off.." Eric said.

"Well we don't know for sure." Otis said, still a little irritated.

"Are you for real? Are you actually defending the guy who sabotaged you and Maeve?" Eric asked, clearly astonished by how understanding Otis was being.

"I'm not sure any of this even matters anymore." Otis said, the defeat evident in his voice.

"Why not?" Eric asked.

"Because she clearly has some sort of feelings for him, I mean she is dating him after all." Otis said.

"She's dating him because she didn't know she had a shot with you." Eric said.

"There's no way for you to know that." Otis said.

"There is. You and Maeve are basically every teenage star-crossed lover troupe in the book. Where the only thing standing in the way of the two of you being together is that fact that the two of you are complete idiots when it comes to communication." Eric said, sounding super pleased with himself.

Otis shot Eric a look, partly because he hated when Eric acted all smug but mostly because he knew there was a lot of truth to what he was saying.

"Honestly, people pay to watch this kind of shit in movies, lucky for me I get to see it for free." Eric said, turning on his heel and leaving the bathroom, knowing he had just won that argument.

Maeve on the other hand, was less than pleased. In her mixture of utter heartbreak and blinding rage, she found herself knowing on Isaac's door.

"It's open." Isaac said.

Maeve didn't even wait to hear the entire sentence; she just marched in, ready for war.

"Hey, I was just about to text you. What do you think about us having a home cooked lunch? Home cooked by you, of course." Issac said, completely unaware of what was going on.

Maeve just stared him down, her arms crossed across her chest.

"What?" Isaac asked, finally picking up on the anger on Maeve's face.

"Why didn't you tell me about Otis' message?" Maeve asked, getting straight to the point. She had no patience for bullshit right now.

"What message?" Isaac asked, trying to play dumb.

"The one he left the night of the Quizheads final, the one he asked you to tell me about." Maeve said, getting madder by the second.

Isaac knew there was no point pretending, Maeve knew everything. He knew he had to pick his next few words carefully, so to buy himself some time he didn't say anything, he just sighed and held his head in his hands.

Isaac's sigh basically removed whatever little doubt Maeve had. She was so mad;she was seeing red.

"YOU HAD NO FUCKING RIGHT!" Maeve screamed at the top of her lungs.

"I was trying to protect you." Isaac said, raising his voice.

"Protect me?! From what?!" Maeve asked.

"Someone who doesn't love you." Isaac said.

"And how do you know that?" Maeve asked, pacing up and down the trailer trying to calm herself down.

"Because I saw the way he behaved at his party, he was a complete douche. I just wanted to save you from one more person claiming they love you, only for them to leave you. I know what that feels like, remember?" Isaac asked.

Maeve stopped in her tracks when she heard what Isaac had to say. She took a deep breath before she said anything because she knew she needed to calm down before she punched his face in.

"You know, I always thought dating someone who went through the same shit as me would mean being with someone who understood me in ways no one else could. But by doing this, by taking away my choice to decide who I do and do not keep in my life, you have shown me how much you don't understand." Maeve said.

"You're still in love with him." Isaac said.

"That has nothing to do with anything. It's not even about my feelings for Otis or even his romantic feelings for me for that matter. By not telling me, by lying to me, you made me push away one of my closest friends in the world, someone who has been there for me since the second we met. You made that choice for me. Do you think that's what I want? A knight in shining armour to come save me?! I don't need anyone to fucking save me. "Maeve said, running out of breath because of her little rant.

"Maeve.." Isaac began, trying to calm her down.

"Is that the real reason why you didn't tell me?" Maeve asked.

"What?" Isaac asked.

"Were you worried we wouldn't end up together if I knew about Otis?" Maeve asked, walking towards Isaac.

"Would we be together right now, if you did?" Isaac shot back.

Maeve was silent for a second, trying to think of the right words.

"Exactly." Isaac said, hating finding out something he always knew deep down to be true.

"So then you weren't trying to protect me, it was about you and what you wanted," Maeve said, she was done with this, all of it.

"No, it wasn't. I was protecting you because I love you. And even if you don't want to admit it, Otis will never understand what you have been through the way I will. I shouldn't have deleted his message, I should've told you. And I'm sorry for the way I handled the situation but I will not apologise for protecting you from any more pain." Isaac said, knowing he had nothing left to lose.

Maeve didn't know what to say. She could understand where he was coming from but she wasn't sure she could forgive him. It would've been one thing for her and Otis to not be together because he didn't feel the same way but for them to not get a chance because a third person made that choice for them. Nah, fuck that.

"I can't do this right now." Maeve said, walking towards the door.

"Wait, Maeve!" Isaac called out after her but she was already too far gone.

Maeve had no idea where she going, a feeling that was once very familiar to her but had become somewhat of a distant memory since she had met Otis. When did shit get this complicated? He was just supposed to be the nerdy sex genius she did business with, things were never supposed to end up in multiple love triangles. She wasn't supposed to end up yearning after him and wondering if that empty house she always imagined ending up in could actually be filled with laughter, love and some of Otis' signature awkwardness.