A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. My computer was down... Anyway without further ado, I give you, Rory's POV~!

~Rory~

And the shitty sister award goes to... Me... surprise, surprise... Sure I was always mean to Wendy, but not bluntly mean like just now. But my mind drifted elsewhere. I had to get Eyeball back. I loved him, with all my heart. Even Ace Merrill couldn't change that.

I opened the door to the Girl's bathroom with a thud. I jumped back to find I had hit someone in the head. But not just anyone. I had hit Eyeball in the head. What a great way to start an apology, huh? Sorry for sleeping around, oh and sorry for knocking you unconscious. Yeah, that's a good starter, I swear...

Eyeball opened the door all the way and charged into the bathroom, as I backed away fearfully. My back had pressed against the cold bathroom, wall as Eyeball's darting eyes looked down on me and made me inferior.

"Eyeball, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"I know." He said shortly.

"You're not mad?" I questioned cautiously.

"Oh no, I'm really fucking pissed off. But then I remembered why you hung around us in the first place."

"Eyeball..." I said, not liking the way this conversation was going. We were supposed to be having make-up sex, not ripping each other's heart out! Apparently, neither of us could grasp onto that concept too quickly. Which forces me to say that Ace must be the smart one.

"No, you see Rors... It all makes sense. Once someone's around the Cobras, I guess you just pick up some of our habits, right? I mean, we're famous for messing with people's hearts, and using people, and screwing them over in the end... It's totally cool, now I understand everything..." Eyeball said as if his heart had been crushed by a lawn mower.

"Eyeball..." I whispered as he turned to leave. "Eyeball, I-I..." I stammered. There was no other choice. I had to say it. In my mind, I figured he'd shoot me down and I'd spend the next four weeks in a sea of salty tears. But I had to say it. "Eyeball. I love you! I've loved you for years, I guess I was just too stubborn and scared to say it.... And well; now I'm just scared, but you have to know how I feel about you. No one gives me the chills you do, Eyeball. No one can send my mind bubbling and my heart melting the way you can. I love you Eyeball, with all my heart. I want to get married and have little Eyeball Chambers'. I want to live in a small house in Missouri and-"

Before I could finish my fantasy rant on my life with Eyeball, he kissed me. He held the sides of my face in his hands and he gave me the most mind-blowing kiss I've ever had. I never wanted it to end. I wanted to stay in his arms forever. When we release I found myself catching my breath, as my heart ached with a lightening pain that I wish would never end. So this is what love feels like... Interesting...

"Eyeball, I am so sorry..." I managed to say after several minutes of silent blinking.

"I know." He said with a sigh.

"I mean, it's not like we didn't know I was a stupid whore, but that doesn't excuse any of it. I'd be lying if I said I didn't know I was hurting you. But it wasn't intentional, honest." I said with puppy dog eyes. I wanted to melt into his arms but I kept my cool. He seemed to be thinking over my words of compassion. That's okay Eyeball, taking your time and leave in suspense with my knees quivering... I thought as I stared into his eyes pleadingly.

Finally he said, "Let's go to your place," with that devilish smirk of his. I returned the grin and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his middle. I planted dozens of kisses on his lips and neck. Then I smiled childishly, and got lost in his chocolate eyes.

"Race you to the car." I said, hoping off of him as we both made a mad dash to his automobile.

Charging through the front door of my house, Eyeball and I kissed passionately. His tongue was like heaven, but I won't get into detail. We made our way to the kitchen, our hands searching each others' bodies, as if we were looking for buried treasure. No pun intended.

Eyeball pushed me onto the kitchen table, as we knocked over everything in our path. Books toppled over, and there was a sudden shatter of glass. We had tossed a glass of some beverage off the table. Not that I had noticed anything we were breaking at this time. I mean, I was a little preoccupied at the moment.

I slip my shirt off over my head, and kick off one of my heeled shoes. Of course it smashes into a small pile of clean dishes, causing them to crash to the ground. But I wasn't about to stop now. I tossed my other shoe, plopping it into the sink, filled of soaking dishes, causing a "plop" in the water.

Eyeball peels his t-shirt off of his body and tosses it carelessly behind him, giving me a devilish smirk. I grab the sides of his face in my hands, a give him a sweet kiss. I hear footsteps running down the stairs, and instantly blame Hades. But a gasp that comes from the kitchen doorway causes me to stop and look in that direction.

With a hand to her chest, Wendy stands in the doorway. Her air was slimy and unkempt. Her cheeks glowed with redness as beads of sweat kissed her forehead. Her shirt on backward and her pants were unbuttoned. I knew this look well. This was the, I-just-had-sex-and-got-dressed-in-a-hurry look.

And then there was Ace. A droplet of sweat rolled down his face. His hair was messed up, like fingers had been running through it a million times. He had zipped up his jeans just as he had gotten to the doorway.

And now, we all gazed in silence. My heart sank, as my eyes swelled with tears as I saw the scene before me. Ace's face flushed a ruby red, as his fist clenched at his side.