Alright, I have no real excuses for the shortness of this chapter except I felt bad for making all you wait so long. So without futher ado, Chapter 14

Enjoy!
Peeve

Chapter Fourteen
Victims of Love

I had pulled away from Kyle and most likely looked god damn confused and surprised as I stared at the far wall of the cinema.

"I have to go." I said getting up and walking out of the cinema, intending to call Bebe. I was about half way to the lobby when someone grabbed my arm. I turned around and met Kyle's eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be Kyle; it isn't because of you that I'm leaving."

"Then why are you leaving?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me."

"Cliché."

"I know, but I don't care... tell me."

"I can't right now Kyle, but I promise that one day I will." I said, mentally kicking myself for being so dramatic.

He sighed and nodded, letting go of my arm. I felt that, because I had been so dramatic, I should have run outside, ripped off my clothes and become Spiderwoman. Unfortunately, instead of transforming into a lycra-clad beauty, I turned into an icy pole. It was freezing outside. I pulled out my mobile and called Bebe.

"Hello?"

"Bebe... come pick me up."

"I'm with Anthony at the moment... can you call back late Trace?"

"Fine... just tell me who the fourth guy is."

"What are talking about?"

"I'm fucking Sally! Now tell me who the fourth guy is!" I yelled. The temperature was not doing anything for my temper.

"...oh... hold on... where are you?"

"Outside the cinema freezing my metaphorical balls off."

"I'm coming."

"Hurry up." I said closing my phone. After what felt like an hour Bebe came out and looked at me apprehensively.

"Hi Trace."

"Meh." I said through chattering teeth.

"Let's do this in my car." Bebe said leading me over to her old bomb.

We climbed in and I fully appreciated the warmth of the car.

"It took you long enough to work it out." Bebe said.

"Yeah... that was a bit thick of me." I said "What did you do with Anthony?"

"I ditched him, he was a total kill joy anyway." She said "But back to you... what are you doing here?"

"Stan, Wendy, Kyle and I were seeing a movie." I said

"Wait... Kyle didn't do the whole yawn and stretch move did he?"

"No."

"Oh good... that would have worried me if you didn't figure it out til then."

"Well... It did take me three kisses from three different boys to get it."

"Who kissed you?"

"Craig, Tweek and then Kyle just now."

"Oh..."

"So who is number four?"

"...who?"

I sighed getting annoyed with the fact that Bebe was avoiding the question.

"The fourth guy who like me, who is it?"

"I think you'll have to figure that one out yourself."

"What? I figured out the other three by myself."

"By the sounds of it they told you."

"I kissed Craig."

"But he tried to kiss you first on Saturday."

"Good point... but... but... who is it?"

"Sorry Tracey, but it's something you need to work out for yourself. Do you want a lift home?"

"Yeah sure." I said. She was being stubborn, so I guessed that meant I was on my own, left to work out the world for myself. If life wasn't so difficult I wouldn't be struggling to do so. But NO life has to be confusing, love has to be confusing. I suddenly felt like I was in an episode of Gladiator. God, my life was screwed.

"Act a little territorial - A couldn't-care-less act can backfire, because a total absence of jealousy can be seen by your guy as a sign that you aren't invested in the relationship. It is OK to casually point out specific things that irk you — like when a friend flirts with him or he repeatedly brings up a female co-worker you distrust.
"Just keep the comments directed at the chick's behaviour so you don't seem like you're trying to control him. Revealing your inner green demon — in moderation — is flattering because it lets him know that the threat of losing him disturbs you and it demonstrates a genuine desire to protect your bond."

"Why are you reading this to me?" Kenny asked as he ate his cereal across the table from me.

"They are the love rules you have to break, may I continue undisturbed unless you have something to add?"

"Guys don't like girls to be jealous bitches."

"That what it says, everything in moderation."

"Anyway, why are you reading the self-help section of Cosmo?"

"Because, I need help with my love life."

"You have a love life?"

"Shut up. I could use a little support right now thankyou."

"Alright... tell me what's going on?"

"I... it's complicated. Let's just say... basically... that I know there are four guys who like me lots... I know who three of them are, but it could be anyone…"

There was a moment of silence as I reflected on what I had just said. It couldn't really be anyone, it would have to be someone I was close to. Who am I close to?

"Why did you decide you were going to drive us to school today?"

"I'm going to kidnap Bebe."

"Funny... now really why?"

"I wasn't joking."

"... You're seriously going to kidnap Bebe?"

"Yep,"

"I'm not getting involved."

"Then you can walk home, Kenny."

"...damn."

"Unlike men, who feel free to ogle away at chicks without the slightest sense of remorse, women have a tendency to over think a fleeting flirtation or lusty attraction to other men." I read out.

"Not all guys 'ogle' at other girls."

"You do."

"I don't date though, so it doesn't really count."

"Sexual chemistry with other people is normal, and feeling guilty about a crush is an exercise in futility."

"To right it is."

I sighed and threw away the magazine, deciding that I wouldn't follow what it said anyway, and with Kenny pulling everything apart it was useless.

"So why are we kidnapping Bebe?"

"So we can figure out who number four is."

It had occurred to me that maybe I should just figure it out for myself, that was why this sucked so much.

"We have five minutes until we should be at school. I guess we should make a move."

"Yeah... I guess so."

"Kenny?"

"Yeah?"

I opened my mouth to ask him something. It had actually occurred to me that the last person may have been Kenny, but did I really want to know?

"Thanks."

"What for?" He looked at me, appearing a little bit confused.

"For taking care of me."

"But you're the one who saved me?"

"I wouldn't be so sure." I said looking out the window for a second, deep in thought.

"Trace?"

"Let's go to school Kenny. You want to drive?"

He gave me another odd look.

"Trace, are you ok?"

"I'm fine." I said a little confused

"You never let anyone drive your car."

"Well… I guess I trust you Kenny. Now hurry up before I change my mind and drag you behind my car to school."

Argh… it was horrible yes? I felt horrible publishing it… and it took forever… sorry, sorry, sorry.

Peeve

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