AN: Sorry I haven't updated in while. I've been a little busy. So here's chapter 6. It was by request that I have Gwen tell Kevin about the dents on his car from the auto show. Enjoy and don't forget to review :)
Gwen's POV:
Hi, I'm Gwen Tennyson. I am currently having a panic attack sitting in my boyfriend's garage while I wait for him to come back from car parts store. You might be wondering why I am having a panic attack sitting in my boyfriend's garage while I wait for him to come back from the car parts store.
You see, a few weeks ago I went to the auto show with Kevin (my boyfriend) and while waiting for him to finish looking at the cars I got extremely bored. So I decided to put a few dents in his car so he would get mad and want to leave to fix the dents.
But what I didn't expect was there to already be a gigantic dent in the back from someone hitting it while they tried to park. I didn't see this dent of course and ended up putting the smaller dents in the front.
So let's just say that we ended up in the garage with him being very mad. He still doesn't know that it was me who put the smaller dents in the front. But I've been feeling very guilty lately so I've decided to tell him that it was my fault. I know he'll be mad so I'm nervous about telling him which would explain the current panic attack that I'm having.
I hear footsteps coming from the front of the garage and I turn to see Kevin walking in. My heart does a flip for two reasons. One good, one bad.
"Hey Kevin" I say as calmly as possible. He looked startled by seeing me here.
"Hey Gwen, what are you doing here?" He asks. I gulp, give myself a mental pep talk, and start.
"Well, you know about the small dents on the front of your car that were there at the auto show?" I asked guiltily.
"Yeah, what about 'em?" Kevin asked, confused.
"Well I might have possibly had something to do with them." I said nervously.
"What do you mean?" Kevin asked.
"I mean, that I put the dents on your car. Only the small ones in the front though. I hadn't known about the big one in the back. See, I was just so tired of waiting on you to get done looking at cars and I figured that if you had a few minor dents on your own car, then you would want to leave so you could fix them." I said in a rush.
I had my head down while I was speaking so I looked up to see Kevin's reaction. He looked thoughtful for a moment and then smiled at me.
"It's ok Gwen. I understand." Kevin said. I sat there dumbfounded. No way in this universe would Kevin Levin ever let anybody get away with damaging his car. It was one of his most prized possessions.
"Kevin," I started, "you're not mad?" I asked skeptically.
"No, I guess I can see why you did it." He said. Then I caught on. He must be planning something. A prank or something. Something that would make us even.
"Right. Well I guess I'll see you later." I started to walk towards the garage door. I would be on my toes for the next couple days until he plays his trick.
"See ya, Gwen." He replied.
One week later:
My sanity is starting to wear paper thin. It's been one week since I told Kevin and he hasn't tried to get back at me once. It's really starting to get to me.
Every time I walk I always have to look down to make sure nothings going to trip me. Every time I sit down I always have to check to make sure nothings there for me to sit on. I've even started to check my food to make sure nothings in it.
I can't take this any more. I'm going to have to go talk to him to see why he hasn't gotten back at me yet.
At the garage:
"Why haven't you gotten back at me yet?" I demand as I walk into the garage.
"What are you talking about?" Kevin asks as he turns around to look at me.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! For the dents in your car. Why haven't you gotten back at me? It's driving me crazy!" I ranted.
"I already got back at you Gwen." Kevin states calmly.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I already got back at you." He repeats. "See, you know me well enough to know that I would never let anyone get off the hook when it comes to damaging my car. Including you." He paused to wink at me." You also know that if I don't make you do anything on the spot to make up for it, I'm going to get back at you in some form of a prank.
"Knowing this," he continued "you made yourself prepared for any kind of prank I might try to pull. But when I didn't pull the prank, it made you more edgy and suspicious, causing paranoia. By doing this, I was able to get back at you without doing any work." He finished.
I stared at him, dumbfounded. I couldn't believe that he was able to come up with that on his own. Suddenly, a burst of anger corrupted me.
"Kevin Ethan Levin! You will never do that to me again in your entire life!" I said while I beat him with my fists. I knew he could of absorbed the concrete from the floor, but he probably figured he should just let me get my anger out.
I then turned to leave the garage, but before I left, I heard him say "No promises" but I chose to ignore it.
AN: well here you go. This was inspired by a situation a couple weeks ago with one of my friends. I did something to her and she got back at me in a similar way Kevin did with Gwen. I was so worried and scared that I was surprised when my hair didn't fall out from all the stress. Anyway, please review to tell me what you think. Good or bad :)
