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I know you probably hate me, but my life isn't going to good. My sister got into a big reck and shes in a coma. And yet i feel bad for making you guys wait! It's only short b/c it's 2 parts!
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Title: Trials and Tribulations
by: Fear and Loathing
Chapter 7: Finally pt. 1
"Then I got out of the car and then you found me," Keely finished.
"Well, I'm glad I get to play the hero and all. But I've always pictured myself as the strong and silent rebel." Matt winked at her.
"Oh please." Keely smacked his arm lightly. "I'm more manly than you are."
"Is that a challenge?" His eyes sparkled at her like Phil's would.
Immediately, her good mood disappeared. How could he do that to her? It's not like they were together anyway. She was just a piece of ass to him, and obviously Kayla was a better piece. Well if that was not a challenge, Keely didn't know what one was. She continued her thought process with a small smile on her face.
"Matt, we're going back to my cousin's in two hours."
"We?" His smile was large. "You make odd requests, but I could never deny a pretty lady."
..Phil..
He had met Kayla, and they both searched for an hour. Yet, there was no trace of where Keely was. He sighed and banged his head against the counter over and over again. He hated Kayla, her family or not. She was a manipulative little-
"I'm back." A cheerful voice echoed loudly.
He stopped in mid-bang and ran to the front door, but tripped when he saw who she was with. He smacked his knee on the sofa and groaned. Keely looked tanner and more naked than her remembered. He lost that train of thought when she begin to approach him. Would she yell at him? Would she just haul off and punch him in the face? Kick him in the balls? The possibilities were endless.
"This is Matt. Remember him?" Keely helped Phil up and then gestured towards the boy.
Phil glared at Matt, missing Keely's grin. He slipped his hand into hers, as a sort of warning when they walked over to Matt. "I'm Phil."
Matt's smile widened as he took in Phil's protective stance. "So, you like to keep it in the family eh?"
Keely giggled loudly and tugged her hand out of his. "C'mon Matt, I'll show you around the house."
Phil's face showed hurt, but he hurried after them anyway.
He didn't trust this Matt character.
"And that's the house." Keely made sure she struck a dramatic pose for the full effect.
Matt clapped eagerly.
Phil rolled his eyes. "Um..Yeah. Keely, I think we need to talk."
One eyebrow rose. "Isn't that what we're doing now?"
"Alone." He shot a glance toward Matt, who stood unaffected.
"If I gave you everything you want, you won't grow as a person. And I love you to much for that." She patted his head on her way to the deck. "Matthew, come along now."
He followed her out.
"You can call me Philly-Willy!" He called out, obviously jealous.
She shook her head at him and grabbed the nearest magazine.
After 20 minutes of awkward silence (at least to Phil), he couldn't take it anymore. "I can't believe this!" He shouted.
Keely nodded seriously at him and pushed her sunglasses up. "I know, why would Paris Hilton put an album out?"
He stopped surprised, but reminded himself of the real reason he freaked out. "Kayla is a liar." He said loudly, but then calmed down. "I would never-could never hurt you. I care about you to much. I need you, and more than a best friend. I'm in love with you, and have been since I first laid eyes on you." He looked up hesitantly, afraid of her reaction.
She was still reading that damn magazine.
Keely noticed his stare and looked up. "What?" She half-screamed, then giggled. Pressing pause on her Ipod, she focused her attention on him once again. "Where you saying something?"
Matt's amused chuckles filled silence, obviously aware of everything. "Inspiring, man." He got up. "I'm afraid I gotta go. Call you later Keely."
She waved him off. "What's inspiring?" She asked, clearly confused.
"Nothing!" He screamed.Phil had finally lost it. "I'm leaving! I can't take it anymore!"
"Why are you freaking out on me? I'm the one who should be mad, but I understand. If you like my cousin, then good for you." Keely leaned back and pressed play.
He grabbed her Ipod and tossed it on the table, ignoring her protests. "I'm trying to tell you Kayla's a liar. And...and that I love you."
Keely pushed her glasses back down. "Phil, you know I love you too. Now give me back my damn Ipod."
"NO!" He yelled, he had to get it out before he lost his courage. "I'm in love with you! Not friendly love or family love, like I need you to breathe love. Titanic, Notebook kind of love."
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Thats it for now, I promise the rest before the end of the month!
