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Chapter 13: Issues

The next morning Theresa woke up early and walked down to breakfast. She looked around the dining hall. No one, save a few freshmen, was there, everyone still probably passed out on Lilly's floor. She didn't mind this usually, but now, she knew her boyfriend was one of those, or maybe he was passed out somewhere else besides Lilly's floor.

"Hi," Dom smiled and sat down next to her. She smiled and nodded. "I figured you'd be here." She nodded again and turned her head when he tried to kiss her. "So you're mad at me." She shrugged. "And giving me the silent treatment." He nodded, "OK, so, what did I do?" He started kissing her neck, she squirmed and shifted her chair away from him. "Couldn't have been anything this morning, since I've been here for two minutes, so yesterday?" She sighed and stared at her plate. "Yesterday," he nodded. "Yesterday, I told you I loved you. I met your family, they didn't like me, we were supposed to go to dinner with them, I left, went to that party," he stopped, "The party." She stared at him. "Baby, nothing happened, I just couldn't handle them yet, OK?"

"You could have just said that," Theresa sighed. "And when you say nothing, what do you mean by that? Nothing like, you didn't have sex with her, you just made out?"

"With who?" He asked. She stared at him. "Re," he groaned, "nothing is going on with me and Lilly Powell."

"But when you say nothing is going on," Theresa nodded.

"I mean nothing. I'm not remotely interested in her. She made it abundantly clear that she wanted me before I asked you out, before you were my girlfriend," he said, "Don't you think if I were even the tiniest bit into her, I would have gone in that direction before we did anything?" Theresa smiled, "I went to the party, had a couple beers, asked Ryan to drive me back because I was miserable."

"You were miserable?" She smiled.

"Mmm," he nodded, "Yes, I was," he kissed her, and she finally let him, "There I was, and there was skanky little Lilly Powell, not leaving me alone, and all I could think about was how I would much rather be with you, and I was miserable." She kissed him. "I'm sorry I blew you off, was your dad mad?"

"I told them you were sick," she shrugged, "I'm not positive they believed me, but it's possible."

"Thank you," he said, "Now, Theresa Portman, captain of the regional champion Eden Hall Cheerleading Squad, I have a surprise for you."

"Surprise?" She asked with a giggle, "The last time you surprised me it was infinitely perfect. Unfortunately I don't have time for one today."

"Why not?" He asked, and kissed her.

"I have practice," she said, "Nationals are in two months, and we have to be our best, if we even want a shot of touching the west coast squads, who always dominate."

"You can't take one day off?" He whispered in her ear, "For me?" She closed her eyes as he started kissing everywhere possible but her lips. The obscene PDA that she had with him was crazy. She had always hated PDA, now she just didn't care. His one hand was behind her head holding her close to him and the other was moving up her thigh. Immediately she tensed up. What Danny had implied the night before jumped into her head.

"Dom," she gasped and pulled away. He stopped and moved back looking at her confused. "Um, I think we need to talk."

"Ow, Ryan," Deena shifted underneath him, her back ground into the handle of the car door. "You're hurting me,"

"I'm sorry, there just isn't a lot of space back here," he said, sitting up. They had figured one solution to their no alone time thing would be back seats after practice, since they always car pooled anyway. It wasn't something that they had ever had to do before, because of the spot and their parents' implicit trust of them, so they were still new at it. "This isn't working Dee."

"I know," she sighed, "But maybe if we just," he looked at her, "fine, take me home. How was the party?" She pulled her tee shirt off the floor and over her head.

"Don't know," Ryan shrugged, "Left after like an hour. Dom was bored, but he'd been drinking so he needed a ride."

"Dom?" Deena said, slightly shocked, "He was supposed to be with the Portmans."

"He said Re was cool with it," he said starting the engine, Deena still crawling over into the front. "I'm not sure I believed him, but you know, who am I to argue?"

"Idiot," Deena said whacking him in the arm, "You know she's not going to be OK with it."

"Ow," he rubbed his arm. "God Dee, I didn't stand up your family."

"No, because if you did that, you'd be dead." She smiled. "You left after an hour?" Ryan nodded. "So, nothing,"

"Nothing happened between Lilly and Dom." He said, reading her mind. She loved that he did that. "He doesn't want anything to happen either."

"He's a good guy right?" Deena sighed, "I just, I worry for her. She's had such bad luck in area."

"I wasn't bad luck!" Ryan stuck up for himself.

"You were in love with me," Deena laughed, "That's bad luck."

"Yes but leave that part out," He smiled. "But I think he is a good guy. At the very least he'll get her to loosen up a little."

"You're one to talk," Deena rolled her eyes, "You can't even have sex in the back seat of a car."

"I'm sorry," he said, "We just need to figure it out. You get your car back next weekend right?"

"Right," she nodded.

"Well, your back seat is bigger than mine," He pointed out. She giggled, "So, we'll try again."

"Actually," she smiled, "I was thinking, in two weeks, when my parents go to Chicago, you could come over, I'd make dinner,"

"You'd cook?" He laughed.

"Or order something," she sighed, "The foods not the important part Ryan." He smiled, killed the engine and kissed her, "What are you doing?"

"Let's give that back seat another shot," he smirked. She smiled as they both clamored over the seat into the back.

"I'm not wearing pink!" Lexi said to Kitty over the phone as she looked at a picture of the bridesmaid dress she was thinking about. "Pink dress, red hair, bad plan."

"But Theresa, Dee and Marie will look so good in pink!" Kitty said. "And don't say that we'd all look good in blue. Julie's dresses were blue both times."

"What about lavender?" Lexi asked, "We'd all look good in lavender."

"Marie wouldn't," Kitty sighed, "And she's the maid of honor."

"Thanks for that by the way," Lexi said, "I mean, I know she's your sister and like your favorite person alive, but the thirteen year old? Come on! The rest of us really wanted the gig. Also, just try to get Marie into a pink dress Kitty."

"It's my wedding!" Kitty said, "You will wear what I want you to wear, and you will like it. Or you can just not be a bridesmaid."

"Fine," she sighed, "Kitty, is Danny alright? I haven't heard from him in a few days."

"He's hurt Lex," Kitty said. "He won't talk about it. Are you really going to start talking to him again?"

"It was a test Kitty," Lexi explained. "If Andy really is in love with me, not just angry because it's been six years and I'm not pining, then he'll get in contact. And I can turn him down."

"You could explain that to Danny," Kitty said.

"I tried to," Lexi shook her head. "He wouldn't listen, and now he won't talk to me."

"You should have thought of that before you made out with Andy," Kitty sighed.

"I can't help it," Lexi tried to explain, "Andy does things to me Kitty, I mean still, when I saw him the other day, I lost my breath. And when he kissed me, it was so hard not to go with him. I lied, I told him I'd found better. I haven't, no one else has ever made me feel like him."

"You mean, horrible?" Kitty said, "I know the sex was good Lex, but you would just lie in bed for hours crying. I remember, we shared a teeny tiny dorm room, and then the scare."

"He was great about the scare," Lexi said, "That I've always given him credit for. He was great about that. I'm not sure he'd be a good father, but he was great about it."

"Lex," Kitty said, "Do you think that if you had been, you two would have,"

"He wanted to," She nodded, "Or he implied that he wanted to, he said he would take care of me. I don't know, I try to think about it, but I can't imagine it, I would have a six year old Kitty, I mean, that's nuts, me with a kid? I can't even, anyway, its not important, a lot will have had to have changed for me to get back together with him."

"You're coming for the party right?" Kitty said, "I'll talk to Danny for you."

"Thanks." Lexi sighed, "I'm trying Kitty. I am."

"I know," she nodded, "Talk to you soon." She hung up the phone and walked down the stairs to the living room where Danny and Marie were sitting watching TV, she peaked out the front window, no cars, no cameras, she breathed easily, either they had moved on to the bar or Startlet Breaks Down and Runs Home to Mommy wasn't selling papers anymore. She sat down next to Danny. "Just got off the phone with Lex."

"Great," He nodded, and said sarcastically.

"Danny, you can't just freeze her out," she sighed. "She won't go back to him. Too much happened between them."

"I have to go," he stood up. "I have a date."

"Sit," she said pulling him down, Marie looked over startled at her abruptness. "Baby, can you leave us alone for minute?" Marie rolled her eyes, she hated being called "Baby" but she stood up and left anyway, "Lexi has issues OK? She always has, she wants to be taken care of, and she doesn't think you have that in you."

"Why does she need to be taken care of so badly?" He sighed, "She's incredible."

"Her parents never really did," Kitty shrugged, "I mean, it's a total cliché, but too much money, too much privilege, they weren't around, and now she just wants some direct love. It's why she gets so codependent. Me, you, Andy, Julian, she attaches herself. She's afraid to lose you, she thinks if she attaches too much, you'll push her away. So she's doing it for you."

"Well it worked," he said, "I'm done. I'll see you later Kitty." He stood up and walked out.

"Theresa, I don't understand," Dom said, "Are you uncomfortable about something? Is this about last night?"

"No, it's just," She sighed, "I don't know, you scare me, or I scare me, the way I am when I'm with you, I don't feel like myself."

"In a bad way?" He asked.

"In a scary way," she explained, "I think before I act Dom, I always have, I calculate and then move, that's why I'm good at cheering, and dance and gymnastics. It's why I was always so good at the bitch thing. But with you," she said, shaking her head, "I act without thinking, and it scares me. And I'm afraid that I'll do something that in the end I won't want to do,"

"Something, Theresa," He nodded, "Or someone?"

"I didn't mean it like that," she said.

"Yes you did," He stood up. "That's exactly what you meant." He walked away from her.

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