"Ok.... I'll go wash," Eyeball said awkwardly.

After he left the room Andrea said, "His Dad?"

"Yeah," I said closing my door so Eyeball wouldn't hear, "This isn't the first time. Far from."

"I never would have guessed... You never said..." She said still in shock.

"It wasn't exactly my place," I snapped.

"The way he talked. He cared what his father thought! He was like a little boy..."

I knew what she meant. He seemed so lost and helpless, so different from 'tough guy Eyeball'.

"It's ok. Just don't tell anyone. He would hate anyone to ruin his reputation! Poor love has it hard as it is. He needs to be reassured at times cause no one gives him a chance. He's a honey really, when he's not being a cheeky fucker! He's the one who made me see sense about going steady with Ace. He told me Ace was like his dad and he didn't want Ace to wreck my life. He helped me get up the courage to leave him. It was around then Eyeball and I started screw... seeing each other." I explained.

"Ok. First off, Ewwww, mental pictures, bad dreams tonight! Second, I never thought Eyeball would be like that! You gotta admit it's not what you'd expect."

"No. No, he isn't what you'd expect."

There was a knock at the door and Eyeball came in. He had regrouped so I wasn't as surprised as Andrea to hear him say, "Threesome, anyone?"

I laughed, "C'mon good fuck, you're all mine tonight."

"Ewwww, mental pictures, bad dreams tonight!" Andrea said as she left.

"I don't understand," Eyeball mumbled, "All dreams involving me are good. Especially, any involving me and sex. I just don't understand."

I giggled but I was still thinking of how hurt he was probably still feeling. Obviously physically but his feelings too. I put my arms round his neck.

"Looks like you're being accepted." I told him.

"Yeah, but I don't think your parents will be quite like Andrea." He said.

"Actually, if you don't smoke, drink or swear, you'll probably be loved. I mean they seem oblivious to the Cobras' existence and to have a boy that would actually marry me and make them grandparents would send them over the moon." I laughed at his expression. "That would be their thoughts! Not mine! Besides, I was kinda messin' with ya!"

He smiled and said, "If I wasn't so tired I'd kick your ass!" His smile suddenly faded at those words.

Quickly I said, "Well then, naptime!"

"Huh?"

"Well if you're that tired you won't be up for sex."

"Hey! I'm never too tired for sex." He said.

I laughed, expecting him to say that, "Of course not! How silly of me!"

He put his arms round my waist and kissed me. I started to take his t-shirt off when he winced. Of course, he was bruised all over his back. His back was always messed up after a beating from his father. How could anyone do that to their own kid? How could anyone do that to my Eyeball?

A/N: got the chapter up today. Hope you liked it! I know nothing really important happened in it but whatever. Please review!