Sooo… guess what? No, really, guess. You'll never guess. What did Isabella do after she stormed back into her apartment? The very minute my door shut, I fell to the ground. And I started crying. It had taken months, but finally I was reduced to that girl again. The Isabella crying in a little ball over a boy. I could barely make it to my bed. Honeymoon's over.

How could he think that I was still in love with Phineas? The very idea of being with Phineas now was disturbing to me. I loved Phineas, but I loved him the way Ferb did, the way Phineas loved me… we were like family. So what, Ferb thought I had just bumped up the friends-with-benefits title to boyfriend-girlfriend, and was still just using him to be with Phineas? How could he? I was literally actively trying to find a girl for Phineas! Would the old Isabella have ever done that? Huh? Would she?

I… I had been obsessing over Phineas a lot lately. But, I mean, who wants to get stuck all alone while literally all your best friends start pairing up. I give it a few months MAX before Buford and Adyson finally end up together. Plus, the rest of the gang, even Irving, always had fluffy dates with hot guys or girls; wouldn't take too long for everybody to match up. And Vanessa, his equivalent in this situation, was getting married to her one true love. What the fuck? Was Phineas doomed to be alone?

I had to dig through my head for the old plans on how to lift myself up again that I hadn't used in months… which were pretty much, Iz, you need to talk to someone about your boy trouble and get some advice, otherwise you'll go crazy. Of course, I no longer had Ferb. FUCK! I no longer had Ferb! I would never have Ferb again! No, this had nothing to do with our fight… I had always talked to Ferb about all my boy problems, even the in-between Phineas ones. I could still get advice from Ferb about everything else, but I would never get guy advice from Ferb again. NOOOOOO! What was I supposed to do now? Talk to Phineas? HA. Plus, that might only get me into trouble. Oh, I want my Ferb! Except, he's a jackass. I didn't mean anything I said to him… at least, I don't THINK I did.

Uggh, who could I talk to? I guess one of the girls. God, I was feeling sort of irritated with Gretchen and REALLY angry at Addy. Milly did not give good advice (cough, friends-with-benefits, cough). Holly always had the bad date stories to share, so that wasn't great. Katie was just a weirdo. I normally would pick Ginger, but Ginger was in her own relationship mess. And as great as Wynne and Mishti were, they weren't the Fireside girls. Oh god.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, and in total desperation, just dialed the number. "Hi. I know this is probably the WORST time in the world for you, I'm sorry."

"Isabella?" She said, in mild disbelief.

I groaned to myself. I am SUCH a loser. I am such a loser. I can't believe it. Everything I had said before, about the kiss, and the wedding, and how we were bashing each other, and then what I said tonight! Of all the people in the entire fucking world… I just can't believe… I AM SUCH A LOSER.

"Yeah… ha, hi Vanessa." Aack-gack-argh-gack-aah-gah-aack!

"Why… are you calling me in the middle of the night?" She asked.

"I…" And to prove just how big of a loser I was to the one girl in the world I had never managed to live up to, I just burst into sobs again. "Oh… Ferb and I got into a fight!" I wept.

"Oh." She said awkwardly. Oh, this was so weird!

"I just… I… it's Ferb." I said. "You get it? It's Ferb. Who are you supposed to call crying to when Ferb breaks your heart?"

"I don't know." She said quietly. "Because when your heart gets broken… you call…"

"HIM." We both said at the same time.

"Now you know why I called you." I said weakly. Now I knew why I called her. Because Vanessa knew Ferb the way I knew Ferb. She had loved other guys but still came crying to him for advice. She had fallen for and dated the little Brit. She could laugh and hang out with him and make him get all dreamy-eyed the way no one could… except, apparently, me.

God, I hated her.

"So… what happened?" She asked sweetly.

"He thinks… he thinks I'm still in love with Phineas." I wept.

"His brother?" She asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"Are you?"

"NO!" I cried. "I've been trying to get Phineas a girlfriend, and he's upset I've been spending so much time thinking about it, and it's making him jealous, I guess. And then…" I said guiltily. "I might have accused him of still being in love with… you."

"Isabella," She sighed. "What am I supposed to tell you?"

"I don't know!" I exclaimed. "You're older, wiser, hotter! Help me!"

"Do you know that Monty and I fight a lot?"

"No way!" I said sarcastically.

She huffed. "Well, I learned a long time ago, that the only way to stop fighting is to apologize and talk it out. Ok? Do not tell all your friends and family. Do not say sorry quick, have some hot make-up sex, and pretend it never happened. And, do not, I repeat, do not run to some other boy."

"Like when we walked in on you kissing my Ferb?" I said angrily.

"Fine, I get it, Isabella, I'm a bitch." She said, disregarding my comment. "Just talk to him, and find out why you were fighting in the first place."

"Thank… thank you, Vanessa." I said. "And I'm sorry I'm so… so… I'm so much…"

"Younger, dumber, and lamer?" She laughed.

"See you at the wedding." I said grumpily, hanging up.

I couldn't sleep at all that night. I was starting to have a lot of trouble sleeping alone, if that even made any sense. A lot of people say losing their own beds is one of the worst things about really serious relationships, but my bed was way too lonely now. There was a reason why I had been in Ferb's bed, and it wasn't for sex. When I finally did fall asleep, it was really late, like 5, and that meant I was going to sleep in late too.

I groaned as I got up, and I swear, the words almost escaped my mouth. "Good morning, baby."

Oh shit, I thought, as I got dressed and ready. Vanessa was right. I was going to die without Ferb. No, nope, this was not happening again! I was not letting another stupid argument or misunderstanding split up me and Ferb again! I stormed out of my apartment and straight into his.

"Baljeet… Oh, oh, hi Isabella!" Phineas said awkwardly, stopping what he had been previously been saying. All of the guys were already there.

Ferb gave me a pained look. "Bella, I…"

"Shut up."

I grabbed his face forcefully and hungrily kissed him. My Ferb… my Ferb. His mouth was so hot and soft. I felt like I was trying to steal his sweetness from him. I felt one hand in my hair, pulling at it, sending shivers down my spine.

"Now… would it be wrong for me to say my signature, 'I am so in love with her right now'?"

"YES!"

"Ok, so if what Buford said was wrong… I'm guessing it's wrong if I tape this?"

"YES!"

I gently stroked his cheek with my thumb and his other arm wrapped around my waist. I gently moaned in the back of my throat.

"Oh my god!" Phineas exclaimed, frustrated. "GUYS! I'm happy you two are making up, but could you not… make up… right here and now!"

Ferb broke the kiss. "Sorry, Phineas." I said plainly.

"Yeah… okay." He said, wide-eyed. "JEEZ."

"I bet you fifty bucks they would've just started doing it on the couch if he hadn't said anything." Buford whispered to Baljeet.

"Ew, Buford." He said.

"I don't know." Kyle whispered. "I second that."

"I need to talk to you." I said to Ferb.

"Ok." He said, a little eagerly.

"No. I need to talk to you. With words!" I said firmly. "Come on!" I grabbed his hand.

Phineas closed the door as we left. "Irving! You were going to tape it!?" I heard him shout as we left. Pervs.

"I'm sorry, Bella." He said regretfully.

"We need to talk about what happened, Ferb, ok? I'm sorry too. But if I accept your apology and you accept mine, we have hot make-up sex, and wake up the next morning pretending the fight never happened… there's going to be another one. And another one." I said. "I'm not sure where to start." I sighed. "Do you really want me to stop being friends with Phineas? Because, I told you, I'll do it. I know it bothers you."

"No!" He exclaimed. "I could never. And… we're just, the band of brothers, no matter how much that metaphor will never fit. We're best friends, the three of us. You can't remove anyone. Even though… someone always gets left out."

I sighed. "That's why I wanted to find someone for Phineas so much. Because I know what it's like being kicked out of 'Phineas and Ferb'. And you know what it's like to be kicked out of 'Phinabella'."

"Yeah." He said sadly.

"Ohhh, I've really never proven to you that I'm not in love with Phineas?" I wept.

"You have. I just can't accept it. I told you, I still don't believe how I ended up with you. I always feel like there's a catch." He said weakly.

"I don't think you're in love with Vanessa. I was just being a bitch." I said. "Ferb, how can you of all people be insecure?"

"I told you," He growled. "Only you do this to me!"

"I couldn't sleep without you." I said weakly.

"Isabella." He pulled me into his arms.

"You said we wouldn't last." I whimpered.

He sighed. "Do you know who gave me that idea? Adyson."

Adyson. That girl was a poison. Not even a sexy snake venom, like what Vanessa would be. No, Adyson was more like one of those deadly chemicals that they put in your favorite junk food secretly. The food is your friend… but it is also killing you.

"Why did you ask me if we'll last?" I asked. "We'll last! I promise! And if we don't, well, there will be a good reason, I promise. Not Phineas, not Vanessa, not something stupid like jealousy. I promise, I promise." I whispered.

For a moment, I was worried, but then he pulled me to him and covered my mouth with his again. I opened my mouth with a low moan. His tongue gently traced my lower lip.

"They…" I hotly whispered, running my nails through his hair. "Wanted to film us."

One hand was tracing my bra through my shirt, and the other was tracing my panties under my skirt. "Fucking… perverts." He replied.

Well, lol, you guys wanted a fight and make-up. I think Ferbella, and Phineas, have suffered enough.
...Right?

Kisses, please review!