an: it's been too long. sorry, folks. i think i'm going to do kt—possibly willow—and then wrap this up with the grand finale; the wedding. so two or three more chapters. alright, enjoy.
KT didn't know until Eddie actually talked to her about it.
When she had first come to Anubis, she saw that they were broken up, and figured that was that; if they had broken up, something must have happened that made them do so. So she stayed off the subject. What done was done. It has no relevance to her or the mission her grandfather (how she misses him) sent her on, and she doesn't even like Eddie in that way; sure, he isn't bad-looking (neither are all the other guys at Anubis) and he's nice enough, but she never really liked the bad-boy types. He's kind of like… A cousin to her.
But one night, on a stake out in the basement, one where he was being unusually… Well, unusual. After about half an hour of sitting there, the only conversation being one-sided, she nudges him with her elbow.
"So…" She began hesitantly. He doesn't look over at her, instead staring at the same spot on the wall he had all night. "What's up with you?"
He sighed, shaking his head. "Nothing," It's the first word he had said all night. "just… Patricia."
Her eyebrows drew together. "What about her?"
He shook his again, this time chuckling slightly. "I… I…" He lets out a deep breath. "I'm not over her."
"But I thought y… I thought the breakup was mutual."
"Yeah, and it was supposed to be." He shruged, shifting on the cold concrete floor. "She broke up with me the day she was leaving from America, and I still don't know why…" Eddie ran a hand over his spiky hair. "But I guess I just, like, tried to tell myself it was mutual. To make it… Hurt less, I guess."
She nodded in understanding. She didn't really realize how serious his and Patricia's relationship was. "I think it'll all work out, Eddie, don't worry.
The first thing she said when she walked into the living room one morning to see them kissing on the couch was, "I told you so!"
When she received a wedding invite in the mail to the "marriage of Patricia Williamson and Edison Miller/Sweet", she texted Eddie a simple "told you so" with a picture of the invite.
And, as she watched as a bridesmaid (her and Patricia got a lot closer over the years), she mouths to Eddie, "I told you so".
At the end of the reception later that night, just before she's about to leave, he grabs her hand, pulling her into a hug.
"You told me so." He mutters, and she laughs.
She's not used to being right.