Okay, I know how horribly late this is, but I have been super busy, with school and all. But once June comes along, I can finally get my summer vacation and be able to update more often. I just have two English projects due this month, which really sucks for me. But don't worry; I haven't forgotten about any of my stories.

Chapter 5: You can't have it both ways! You gotta make a choice!

Romulus placed against his hands on the seat, pressing Clawdeen against the passenger seat of his car. She groaned his name, knotting her fingers in his hair as he kissed her harder and harder. She sat in between his legs, holding onto him tighter and tighter. All Romulus could think about was how the hell did this even happen? They went from her house, to the party, to his car…he couldn't believe this was really happening. He was kissing Clawdeen, the girl he had sought after for what seemed like all his life. And now, he finally had her.

Kissing Romulus had started a fire in Clawdeen's chest that spread to all the way through her fingertips. Their bodies hummed with pleasure, and all Clawdeen wanted was to stay there with him for the rest of the night, safe and warm in his arms with her body pressed up against his. How did it come to this? She barely remembered; her mind was too clouded from the heat.

Wait, now she remembered. He had picked her up at her house earlier that night…

Clawd and Draculaura had already left, though she feared for Draculaura and Clawd's relationship, as she knew that Valentine would be there. Clawdeen already didn't like that guy; she knew he was all wrong for Draculaura. She had done her hair, applied her makeup, and put on tight jeans, high heels, and a curve-hugging shirt. Romulus had texted her on her iCoffin that he would be by soon to pick her up.

Clawdeen smiled, and waited by the door, and saw by the porch light Romulus pull up to her driveway in his car, and she had locked the door on her way out. Howleen said she wasn't feeling and told her to have fun at the party, and then had gone to bed.

In reality, Howleen hated the fact that Romulus was going to the party with Clawdeen. It truly was only a matter of time before Clawdeen realized that Romulus was the one she was meant to be with, and then…Howleen growled to herself, before turning over on her side and letting the warmth from her blanket nurse her broken heart that she was too proud to ever admit she had.

Frankie had been busy getting ready, though every pulse in her brain told her not to go. It would have loud music, and Holt was to be the DJ there. She knew this would be trouble. Holt would want her attention; he wasn't shy and reserved Jackson. But she had already said she would go; she had to live up to what she said. So she had put on a light blue and white dress with a lightning bolt pattern, placed in her skull earrings and put on a pair of skinny jeans before slipping into her heels and pulling her hair into a pony tail.

Draculaura and Clawd had come to pick her up, and they had arrived together, Draculaura in a pink and black dress with a heart pattern that matched her hair, heels, and makeup and Clawd dressed in casual wear.

Holt had arrived there early to set up and get in a few minutes of a quick practice, and had kept a sharp eye out for Frankie, making sure to keep the music loud and always on, to prevent any unwanted visits from Jackson. Jackson had said he didn't want to push Frankie, but Holt wasn't so delicate with the situation. He wanted to know tonight just who Frankie preferred, and soon he would find out. Soon enough, a crowd of monsters began to swarm inside the room, dancing, kissing, and a few of them drinking.

When Frankie and her friends walked in, a few of the guys who had been laughing and drinking out of red cups pointed to her and grinned in a way that made Holt want to go over to them and punch them in the face. They stared at her chest and when she turned around, their eyes traveled a little lower. Frankie turned her head, finding herself all alone as Clawd and Draculaura had somehow vanished, and she couldn't find Clawdeen and Romulus or Deuce and Cleo in the crowd of people.

She had been largely startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and she turned to see a smiling Holt. Frankie smiled, glad to see him and to no longer be alone in a crowd of strangers. "Hey," He said. He had asked Heath to take over, telling him it would be good practice for what Holt had been teaching him. Heath had been rather excited to find out that Holt Hyde was his cousin. "You enjoying the party?"

Frankie shrugged. "I dunno. Clawd and Draculaura ran off, and it's just…not really my thing." Frankie liked people and parties, but not this kind of party, where there was alcohol and who knew what else. Frankie didn't want to be all alone; she was scared of what would happen to her. "I think I should just leave."

Holt held onto her hand, determined to ask her who she wanted more-him or Jackson-so, he pulled her back. This was exactly what Frankie was afraid of it. But she realized she couldn't duck Holt forever-she could Jackson, but not Holt. "Hold on," She heard a familiar song playing, and she immediately recognized it-"It Girl" by Jason Deluro. She had forgotten she mentioned to Holt that it was her favorite on one of their dates. "You wanna dance?"

She smiled. "Sure." Holt brought his arm around her waist and held tightly onto her hand while she put her free one on his shoulder. Being so close to Holt-closer than she had ever been to anyone-made her spark at her bolts and surge with electricity and heat, like someone had set her stitches on fire. She certainly felt like someone had, because she felt ready to fall apart. She rested her head on his shoulder, and he held onto her tighter.

Clawdeen sat next to Romulus on the couch, in the room next to the one that Frankie and Holt were in. "Having fun?" Romulus asked. Clawdeen smiled and nodded. Romulus had been afraid to leave Clawdeen's side all evening; he knew Clawdeen could take care of herself, but she wouldn't be able to fight off four or five guys at once. Romulus had promised Clawd to keep his sister safe, but no such promise had to be made.

Hours passed by, and Romulus and Clawdeen had been catching up on the years they had spent apart, as they hadn't really had a chance to do so, after all of that drama between werewolves and vampires. But they told stories about their friends, their family (and how Romulus' sisters could make anything into a competition), and they had talked about how neither of them had ever had a relationship. Clawdeen simply never found someone who was truly dedicated to her, and willing to work around how busy she usually was dealing with her family. Most had decided she wasn't worth it, and the other times Clawdeen had decided they weren't worth it. She had never had a relationship that lasted more than a few weeks, something that put Romulus to ease.

Clawdeen yawned and she saw the clock read midnight. "You ready to come home?" Romulus asked. Clawdeen smiled and nodded, standing up as the two headed for the exit and Romulus' parked car near the street.

Meanwhile, Frankie was still with Holt. They actually hadn't talked much. But Holt had to know the truth before the night was over, and the moment Frankie had been dreading had finally come. "Frankie, baby," She didn't like where this was going. "I gotta know. Who do you like better? Me, or Jackson?" Holt kept the music going; there was no way for Frankie to get out of this.

She bit her lip and shrugged. "I…really don't know." She didn't. "Holt, it's late, I gotta go…" She tried to get away, but Holt held onto her, taking her hand and interlocking their fingers. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back. They locked eyes for just a second, and Holt titled his head, closed his eyes, and kissed her.

Frankie felt a passionate heat surge through her, stronger than anything else she had ever felt. The fire started right at the bottom of her heart. She…didn't know how to react. Frankie had never kissed anyone in her life, but she was here, in a crowd of people kissing Holt. Was she supposed to feel this way? She didn't know. But she felt the chemistry, the heat, she and Holt had shared. Holt had truly been sweet to her; he had treated her better than anyone else, always there to listen to her problems, and she could just…relate more to Holt, even if that other person wanting to get out was Jackson. She titled her head, and she kissed him back. Holt was the one she really wanted.

They had just gotten into Romulus' car, and once Clawdeen had buckled herself in, she had fallen asleep against the window. Romulus began the hour-drive back to her house, and he smiled. She looked so happy when she was asleep, so peaceful and serene. He brushed a loose piece of hair behind her ear. She didn't even stir. There was no one else. He stared at her mouth. She would never know. Just one kiss. He thought to himself. He pulled over, decided he'd kiss her just once, and then he would be happy. He released his seatbelt, and leaned over to her, leaning down and pressing his mouth to hers.

Clawdeen had been having a dreamless nap, ready to go home and go to bed, when she felt something touching her face. She opened her eyes, and found Romulus, kissing her. Clawdeen felt all of the heat go directly to her face, a fire spread through her skin. She titled her head, and she kissed him back. He immediately broke away, startled and absolutely scared out of his mind when she took his face in her hands and kissed him again.

Romulus didn't know what to think. He had been wanting-loving-Clawdeen for all those years, and now-he finally had her. He held onto her tight, not even wanting to take a second to pinch himself to make sure it wasn't just another of his dreams.

And that brought them both back to the moment.

Romulus went lower, and kissed gently and lovingly at her neck, as she murmured his name. He ran his hands up and down her sides. Clawdeen couldn't even think straight; she was kissing Romulus. And God, she loved every second of it. Nothing had ever felt so right in all of her life, she was kissing her childhood friend-

Her childhood friend.

Oh God.

What did she just do?

"Romulus," She immediately shrieked, pushing him off of her.

"Clawdeen?" He questioned, startled and returning to that moment of fear. They just stared at each other, eyes wide and breathing hard from the previous intense moment when Clawdeen snapped at him to take her home. They drove in total silence, not even turning on the radio. Clawdeen had refused to look at him, and she simply stared out her window.

They finally pulled up to her house, and she made a beeline for the front porch, slamming the door behind her. Romulus sighed, banging his head against the steering wheel before heading home. He screwed up. Clawdeen didn't want him back. She didn't feel the same way he did for her. But maybe now…now that he knew how she felt, and there was no more "does she or does she not", maybe…he could finally move on. And now he had to. It was over. He would apologize to Clawdeen the next day, and then they would be over. He turned the corner, and headed home.

Frankie and Holt stood at her door, as he had taken her home. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. "You know, you're mine now, right?"

She smiled and laughed, all of the anxiety and questions gone from her mind. Holt was the wanted. And now, she was his girlfriend. Her first boyfriend ever. He leaned down to kiss her, and she kissed him back. "Goodnight," He said. She nodded.

"I'll see you on Monday." She said, as he walked away and she closed the door, ready to get dressed and go to bed.

Holt had never been so happy in all his life. He could call Frankie his girl. He got into his car, and he drove home.

Clawdeen buried her face in her pillow. God, she didn't know what part she regretted the most; kissing Romulus, or yelling at him to stop. She remembered how gentle and loving he had been, kissing her neck, her mouth, and her forehead. She didn't want him to stop. But…they were childhood friends. It seemed that only after she remembered that did the gears in her mind truly start to work again. She didn't want to do something to hurt him. She couldn't hurt him. So she yelled at him to stop. She sighed. Tomorrow was sure to be a long day.

Yeah, this chapter focuses on Holt and Frankie, and Romulus and Clawdeen. You mad, bro? ;D