Down the Road
PG-13
Chapter 10
"So how did it go?"
"Kind of... Bad. I thought it was bad," a frowning Chris told Victoria.
"...Well, what else? It couldn't just be bad for nothing."
He sighed and shifted uneasily. She was stting so close to him, when she had about a foot and a half worth of sitting space on the bench. "I guess, well, you know, I suppose I must've said something wrong." He thought for a while. "D'you think it was Kurt?"
"Kurt?" she echoed.
"Yeah... I told him about Kurt, then it led on to the dares and well, from there he went hysterical about some things and then I walked out of the place. To cut a long story short."
"I suppose the mention of Kurt did do something wrong... But you can't blame him for being so famous sometimes."
"I think you're right," he said, ending off with a sigh.
"So... Do you like him?"
He stared back at Victoria with a 'what do you think' look. "I HATE him. He's not very nice either. Always suspecting. Ugh, I feeling like twisting his neck a full 360."
"Calm down," she said, patting his shoulder a little. "I think that you should just tolerate him for awhile. He could turn out nice in the end."
"Nice? What's the use of being nice when all he does is huff and puff dirt in your face?"
"Then do it for Stephanie," she told him, after a short moment of thinking. Stephanie this, Stephanie that. Sometimes, she just couldn't stand it. It was always Stephanie. If they were supposed to be going on dates, then what were they doing discussing exes all the time? She even felt like considering Steph her enemy, even calling her bitch now... But for Chris she couldn't bring herself to. He was just so vulnerable at this time.
"...For Stephanie?" he thought for awhile. "What's the use?"
*Maybe he's really over this whole love thing with her...* Victoria thought. "Do you still love her?"
"I don't know," he said quickly. He was getting a little more depressed and angry by the minute. At who, he just couldn't decide. "I don't know anything anymore. I don't know what to feel."
She leaned in a little more closer to him, in which he shifted again. "Look," he said, wanting her to move away, "I'm just not comfortable with you at this level yet. I need a little space to breathe sometimes too." Maybe she'd understand. Or maybe she'd stand up, slap him in the face and scream, "You straightforward bastard". But she did neither. She just shifted away, like he rejected her. Now he was feeling so bad.
"Sorry," she apologised. "I just thought you needed comfort."
"You gave me that, thanks. But its just that I know you want to take things further than all that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Oops. He might be getting himself into alot of trouble here. "You just keep sitting so close... Its making me... Claustrophobic." He wanted to say "barf", out of fun, but he figured not. "I just recovered from a major heartbreak, you have to understand Vic. It's not easy, especially when its Stephanie McMahon." She just nodded.
"I'll see you soon," she said.
When she left, Chris felt some sort of relief wash over him. She was just being a little pushy, but he had to admit that he liked her alot. ALOT. But no one would really cut deeper than Stephanie herself.
***
"I have an idea," Kurt said, like a lightbulb were to appear at the side of his head. "I think its quite good."
"There's no problem... So why do I need your ideas?" Chris said, flipping through the channels on Kurt's television.
"How's things with Victoria?" Kurt started.
"...Okay, I guess. She's still very nice."
"So that would mean... You like her?"
"I guess so," Chris replied half-heartedly.
"Does she like you?"
"I guess so."
"And do you think Stephanie would like to see the both of you together?"
"I guess so."
Kurt frowned. "You're not paying attention, you know that?"
"Uh huh," he said, finally pausing on a channel. 'The Sopranos' were on.
"Jerky, you've got to tell me the truth. Do you really like Victoria or not?"
"I don't know!" Chris said in annoyance. "To tell you the truth, I don't feel very good around her, though she tries."
"So you can tell Stephanie that you're together and get her all jealous and things will turn out your way," Kurt said.
Chris stopped and turned around on the couch. "Are you trying to say that I should use her?" Kurt just kept silent. "No way! I'm never gonna do such a thing. Never. I can't take advantage of her like that. If she finds out, she's gonna hate me forever. I really don't want anyone else to be hating me for some sort of stupid reason," he huffed. Then, the big sigh.
"Don't look at it as if you're using her! In fact, you're not really interested. Aren't you just wasting her time?"
"Have you even gone out with her at all?"
"Its not like---"
"Oh man, she's like glue," he interrupted. "Make that hugtight glue. Worse than UHU superglue. I mean, its not that bad, but she's just trying too hard. Besides, I can't really open myself totally. I can only do that with one person. I think you know who."
Kurt hopped over the couch and made a perfect landing on top. "You could tell Victoria everything hmmm? Just make it look like you really wanted the relationship, but you had some good reason not to have it. It'll work, trust me. She's not that hateful a person." He patted his best friend on the back. "I've seen Steph's boyfriend anyway. He's just some... nancy boy. I don't know what else to call him."
"I'd call him a pansey or something wimpy, but nancy boy sounds just right. Just like how 'Tofu' kinda suits you, yeah?"
"Shutup, Chris, tofu's old."
"That would make it stale right? Gross, stale tofu. That would mean that you're old and gross Kurt."
Kurt left the couch immediately, grumbling.
***
"Steph, I don't know how to break this out to you," Chris stammered. He couldn't believe he was going to go with that old guru's ideas. He couldn't believe that he thought it was good. He was having quite alot of regrets now.
"Break what out to me?" she asked, blinking. Damn! She was looking so innocent. It might hit him harder to see her reaction than how she might feel it.
"I... uh... Hmm." He folded his arms and tried to think of a way to tell her without hurting her. Even if it was only half true.
"Is it serious?" she asked, shifting the little items on the counter.
"Depends on how you see it," he replied, trying to remain calm. *Let's hope the worst is just being kicked out of the house.*
"What is it?" Steph said, but this time he could tell she was growing a little impatient. She turned and grabbed a wet cloth from the side of the kitchen sink, then turned back to wipe the counter clean. Maybe the worst was having the kitchen sink being thrown at him.
"...Steph," he said, adjusting himself to a comfortable position to communicate with her from the couch, "...I'm going out with someone else, if that's okay with you."
There was this long pause before he responded, which made him have mixed feelings. One side was happy, the other one was sad. Happy because he might have made her jealous. Sad because he might have made her jealous.
"I'm happy for you," she said finally. "I'm glad you've actually found someone."
Glad? Well, she didn't really sound that genuinely happy. In fact, it took her quite a while to process all of that into her brain. But she smiled her warm smile, and it made Chris confused. "Wow, that went pretty well."
"Think I would snap?" she sighed. "I'm really not that unreasonable."
This was confusing. Was she happy or not? "Who's the lucky girl?"
*She said lucky!* he thought excitedly. So she realised how much of value he was worth after all. "Victoria."
"Really? And she's from where?" She thought it was another Victoria. Fancy that.
"...From the company... That Victoria?"
Suddenly, he found Stephanie's head lift a little higher and she looked almost... Scary. Very un-Stephanie. "That Victoria?" she imitated his tone. She was surprised! "Victoria, the new addition to the... Victoria?"
Then he noticed her tone was a little angrier for some reason. "Are you okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine,"she replied sternly. "But, Victoria?"
"You got a problem with her or anything?" 'Cause if she did... Uh-oh.
"No, I don't. But Victoria?" she said again. She was upset that it was VICTORIA. He didn't know why either, but the plan was working quite a bit.
She started to wipe the counters faster than before and shining up everything else on it. When she was done, she started it all over again. "Steph, she isn't so bad."
"I guess first impressions don't count here, do they?" she dropped her towel and went over to the couch to where he was. "I'm sorry. I thought it was... weird when you told me it was Victoria. Perhaps we could have a little double date sometime, hmm?" She placed her hand on his knee, like she understood everything that happened and it was back to normal again. But maybe she did that for some other sentimental reason. As if she was going to lose him forever and this was the last time they actually talked as they were. Good friends. Maybe even more than friends, but he didn't know how Stephanie really felt anyway.
"Sure." *Aww man, you aren't gonna lose me at all, Steph.*
Her eyes darted here and there, until they came to him again. "It feels different now, doesn't it?"
"What feels different?" Chris asked.
"...Nothing."
She stood up, and the whole 'moment' seemed to perish into thin air. And Stephanie was back behind the counter, trying to act like nothing happened. He could see it clearly now... Quite clearly at least. She was jealous. "We'll make that double date thing soon, okay? How about after tomorrow? Seven?"
"...Alright." Everything was changing. Changing so much that now HE was setting a timing for going out. "I... um... I've got to go settle a few things now." She placed her towel back in the sink and left for her room.
Love sucks so badly.
***
A/N: Sorry I didn't update for ages. I've been battling depression and other unhappy stuff, but you're not going to accept all of that, right? Yeah. So, sorry. For taking so long, and having a short chapter. Try my best for the next one.
PG-13
Chapter 10
"So how did it go?"
"Kind of... Bad. I thought it was bad," a frowning Chris told Victoria.
"...Well, what else? It couldn't just be bad for nothing."
He sighed and shifted uneasily. She was stting so close to him, when she had about a foot and a half worth of sitting space on the bench. "I guess, well, you know, I suppose I must've said something wrong." He thought for a while. "D'you think it was Kurt?"
"Kurt?" she echoed.
"Yeah... I told him about Kurt, then it led on to the dares and well, from there he went hysterical about some things and then I walked out of the place. To cut a long story short."
"I suppose the mention of Kurt did do something wrong... But you can't blame him for being so famous sometimes."
"I think you're right," he said, ending off with a sigh.
"So... Do you like him?"
He stared back at Victoria with a 'what do you think' look. "I HATE him. He's not very nice either. Always suspecting. Ugh, I feeling like twisting his neck a full 360."
"Calm down," she said, patting his shoulder a little. "I think that you should just tolerate him for awhile. He could turn out nice in the end."
"Nice? What's the use of being nice when all he does is huff and puff dirt in your face?"
"Then do it for Stephanie," she told him, after a short moment of thinking. Stephanie this, Stephanie that. Sometimes, she just couldn't stand it. It was always Stephanie. If they were supposed to be going on dates, then what were they doing discussing exes all the time? She even felt like considering Steph her enemy, even calling her bitch now... But for Chris she couldn't bring herself to. He was just so vulnerable at this time.
"...For Stephanie?" he thought for awhile. "What's the use?"
*Maybe he's really over this whole love thing with her...* Victoria thought. "Do you still love her?"
"I don't know," he said quickly. He was getting a little more depressed and angry by the minute. At who, he just couldn't decide. "I don't know anything anymore. I don't know what to feel."
She leaned in a little more closer to him, in which he shifted again. "Look," he said, wanting her to move away, "I'm just not comfortable with you at this level yet. I need a little space to breathe sometimes too." Maybe she'd understand. Or maybe she'd stand up, slap him in the face and scream, "You straightforward bastard". But she did neither. She just shifted away, like he rejected her. Now he was feeling so bad.
"Sorry," she apologised. "I just thought you needed comfort."
"You gave me that, thanks. But its just that I know you want to take things further than all that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Oops. He might be getting himself into alot of trouble here. "You just keep sitting so close... Its making me... Claustrophobic." He wanted to say "barf", out of fun, but he figured not. "I just recovered from a major heartbreak, you have to understand Vic. It's not easy, especially when its Stephanie McMahon." She just nodded.
"I'll see you soon," she said.
When she left, Chris felt some sort of relief wash over him. She was just being a little pushy, but he had to admit that he liked her alot. ALOT. But no one would really cut deeper than Stephanie herself.
***
"I have an idea," Kurt said, like a lightbulb were to appear at the side of his head. "I think its quite good."
"There's no problem... So why do I need your ideas?" Chris said, flipping through the channels on Kurt's television.
"How's things with Victoria?" Kurt started.
"...Okay, I guess. She's still very nice."
"So that would mean... You like her?"
"I guess so," Chris replied half-heartedly.
"Does she like you?"
"I guess so."
"And do you think Stephanie would like to see the both of you together?"
"I guess so."
Kurt frowned. "You're not paying attention, you know that?"
"Uh huh," he said, finally pausing on a channel. 'The Sopranos' were on.
"Jerky, you've got to tell me the truth. Do you really like Victoria or not?"
"I don't know!" Chris said in annoyance. "To tell you the truth, I don't feel very good around her, though she tries."
"So you can tell Stephanie that you're together and get her all jealous and things will turn out your way," Kurt said.
Chris stopped and turned around on the couch. "Are you trying to say that I should use her?" Kurt just kept silent. "No way! I'm never gonna do such a thing. Never. I can't take advantage of her like that. If she finds out, she's gonna hate me forever. I really don't want anyone else to be hating me for some sort of stupid reason," he huffed. Then, the big sigh.
"Don't look at it as if you're using her! In fact, you're not really interested. Aren't you just wasting her time?"
"Have you even gone out with her at all?"
"Its not like---"
"Oh man, she's like glue," he interrupted. "Make that hugtight glue. Worse than UHU superglue. I mean, its not that bad, but she's just trying too hard. Besides, I can't really open myself totally. I can only do that with one person. I think you know who."
Kurt hopped over the couch and made a perfect landing on top. "You could tell Victoria everything hmmm? Just make it look like you really wanted the relationship, but you had some good reason not to have it. It'll work, trust me. She's not that hateful a person." He patted his best friend on the back. "I've seen Steph's boyfriend anyway. He's just some... nancy boy. I don't know what else to call him."
"I'd call him a pansey or something wimpy, but nancy boy sounds just right. Just like how 'Tofu' kinda suits you, yeah?"
"Shutup, Chris, tofu's old."
"That would make it stale right? Gross, stale tofu. That would mean that you're old and gross Kurt."
Kurt left the couch immediately, grumbling.
***
"Steph, I don't know how to break this out to you," Chris stammered. He couldn't believe he was going to go with that old guru's ideas. He couldn't believe that he thought it was good. He was having quite alot of regrets now.
"Break what out to me?" she asked, blinking. Damn! She was looking so innocent. It might hit him harder to see her reaction than how she might feel it.
"I... uh... Hmm." He folded his arms and tried to think of a way to tell her without hurting her. Even if it was only half true.
"Is it serious?" she asked, shifting the little items on the counter.
"Depends on how you see it," he replied, trying to remain calm. *Let's hope the worst is just being kicked out of the house.*
"What is it?" Steph said, but this time he could tell she was growing a little impatient. She turned and grabbed a wet cloth from the side of the kitchen sink, then turned back to wipe the counter clean. Maybe the worst was having the kitchen sink being thrown at him.
"...Steph," he said, adjusting himself to a comfortable position to communicate with her from the couch, "...I'm going out with someone else, if that's okay with you."
There was this long pause before he responded, which made him have mixed feelings. One side was happy, the other one was sad. Happy because he might have made her jealous. Sad because he might have made her jealous.
"I'm happy for you," she said finally. "I'm glad you've actually found someone."
Glad? Well, she didn't really sound that genuinely happy. In fact, it took her quite a while to process all of that into her brain. But she smiled her warm smile, and it made Chris confused. "Wow, that went pretty well."
"Think I would snap?" she sighed. "I'm really not that unreasonable."
This was confusing. Was she happy or not? "Who's the lucky girl?"
*She said lucky!* he thought excitedly. So she realised how much of value he was worth after all. "Victoria."
"Really? And she's from where?" She thought it was another Victoria. Fancy that.
"...From the company... That Victoria?"
Suddenly, he found Stephanie's head lift a little higher and she looked almost... Scary. Very un-Stephanie. "That Victoria?" she imitated his tone. She was surprised! "Victoria, the new addition to the... Victoria?"
Then he noticed her tone was a little angrier for some reason. "Are you okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine,"she replied sternly. "But, Victoria?"
"You got a problem with her or anything?" 'Cause if she did... Uh-oh.
"No, I don't. But Victoria?" she said again. She was upset that it was VICTORIA. He didn't know why either, but the plan was working quite a bit.
She started to wipe the counters faster than before and shining up everything else on it. When she was done, she started it all over again. "Steph, she isn't so bad."
"I guess first impressions don't count here, do they?" she dropped her towel and went over to the couch to where he was. "I'm sorry. I thought it was... weird when you told me it was Victoria. Perhaps we could have a little double date sometime, hmm?" She placed her hand on his knee, like she understood everything that happened and it was back to normal again. But maybe she did that for some other sentimental reason. As if she was going to lose him forever and this was the last time they actually talked as they were. Good friends. Maybe even more than friends, but he didn't know how Stephanie really felt anyway.
"Sure." *Aww man, you aren't gonna lose me at all, Steph.*
Her eyes darted here and there, until they came to him again. "It feels different now, doesn't it?"
"What feels different?" Chris asked.
"...Nothing."
She stood up, and the whole 'moment' seemed to perish into thin air. And Stephanie was back behind the counter, trying to act like nothing happened. He could see it clearly now... Quite clearly at least. She was jealous. "We'll make that double date thing soon, okay? How about after tomorrow? Seven?"
"...Alright." Everything was changing. Changing so much that now HE was setting a timing for going out. "I... um... I've got to go settle a few things now." She placed her towel back in the sink and left for her room.
Love sucks so badly.
***
A/N: Sorry I didn't update for ages. I've been battling depression and other unhappy stuff, but you're not going to accept all of that, right? Yeah. So, sorry. For taking so long, and having a short chapter. Try my best for the next one.