Hope you like this next chapter. Henrietta and Stan have a little talk and so do Kenny and Kyle.

Chapter 25

Stan woke to a splitting headache and a dark room. He was alone in the unfamiliar room. He knew he couldn't be home, his Broncos posters and blue walls missing from view. Sitting up and looking on the nightstand for the time, Stan finally realizes he's in his girlfriend's tale tell sign of a picture of them together at some concert last year. The other goths in the background pretending they don't care that they are getting their picture taken.

"Oh, you're awake." Henrietta says from the doorframe.

Stan lays back down in the bed, "How much did I drink last night? My head is killing me." He groans.

Henrietta crosses the room and sits at the foot of the bed, "I mean Pete and Michael had to basically drag you out, so a bit."

There's a few moments of silence between them before Henrietta speaks again.

"So do you have anything to tell me…pertaining to Kyle, maybe?"

Stan shoots up from the bed, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, did you kiss him or something?"

Stan sighed, "Ok yeah that happened…but I swear I was going to tell you!"

Henrietta got up and lit a cigarette, "When?! According to Kyle it's been about a month since it happened. A whole fucking month Stanley."

"It didn't mean anything! I swear! We were both pretty fucking drunk and he was really upset and it just kind of happened…"

Henrietta sat in her plush chair in the corner of the room, "Maybe we should break up?"

Stan looked down at his lap, "I don't want that." He says softly.

"I don't know Stan. I mean I don't either but that's technically cheating…plus, I mean drunk thoughts and actions are, ya know, what people truly feel right?"

"Give me another chance. I don't want to break up! Please?" Stan was on his feet now.

Henrietta sighs from her chair, "I don't know…give me some time to think about it more. I'm not really all that mad, just kind of hurt that you didn't tell me about it right away. It would have been more believable of a mistake if you came to me after and told me about it. Yeah, I would have been fucking pissed but then again I wouldn't have had to feel shitty about being lied to for over a damn month."

Stan walked closer to her, "I'm sorry."

She put her cigarette out, "I know…but I think it'd be best if we gave each other some space for a little while until I can figure things out."

Stan nodded sadly, "I understand."

Kyle was sitting at his desk trying to focus on his college applications when he heard his window slide open. Looking over he spotted Kenny wiggling his way in and falling first into the floor with a thud.

"I need to talk to you…I think I'm in love dude!" Kenny exclaims rubbing his cheek.

Kyle sighs, "I'm still mad at you."

"Hey, it slipped ok? I said I was sorry! In my defense I was kind of drunk I mean I was like 7 shots deep at that point!" Kenny yelled throwing his hands in the air.

"Yeah but now I've got Stan crying to me about how he thinks Henrietta's going to dump him and doesn't want to see him until she's figured out what she wants to do." Kyle grits out from his spot at his desk.

Kenny waves his hands dismissively, "Oh come on, you guys wouldn't have said a thing about it if I hadn't let it slip. She deserved to know!"

Kyle shakes his head. He's not in the mood to argue about it anymore. Henrietta was scary enough and made it very clear that he needed to watch his back. He can still see the fire burning in her eyes and the shrill sounds coming out of her mouth. The thought making him shiver.

"So what's this about thinking you're in love?"

Kenny immediately brightens up, "Oh yeah! That's what I came over to talk to you about! I think I've got it bad dude…"

"Ok…well how do you know? I mean you've only been boyfriends for how long? 2 months?"

Kenny plopped down on Kyle's bed, "We're not boyfriends."

"What do you mean? You're not seeing other people."

Kenny shrugs, "We've never put a title on it. I want to ask him though. I mean he says he's not talking to anybody else and I'm not either. Plus, I mean we spend a lot of time together. Whenever I'm not working we hang out and stuff."

"Then ask him. I mean if you think you're in love with him and you've only been seeing him for like 2 months then he must be pretty special right?"

"I know…I mean we haven't even gone all the way yet and for some reason I'm still with him and I can't stop thinking about him ya know?"

Kyle laughs at that, "So the King of the Bedroom finally figured out that not all relationships are about sex, funny."

"I know right, damn." Kenny snorts.