You guys amaze me. Like, how so many of you are following this! And I also know most of you want to kill me, based on the last chapter. Sorry for the wait, I was busy this week, and there was this distraction from my shipping past, *coughSEDDIEcough* that I had to enjoy.

Was it logical for me to stay up until Phineas and Isabella came home? Probably not. But it just made me feel really uneasy. Just them, together, all night. I didn't like thinking about it. I was a lost cause, wasn't I? No matter how many girls I might end up liking, I would still always be the loner of the group.

Isabella did look beautiful, but in a rather ghostly way tonight. I suppose she was just nervous. A date with your true love might do that to you. I wonder why she wanted to know why I wasn't going so much. Normally, Isabella would do anything to get rid of me in such a situation. Instead, she just seemed frustrated with my indifference.

I didn't need to go to the party. I had a fairly eventful night anyway. And morning. She was right. All I had to do was look at her this morning, and we were at it again. I'm a sad specimen. It's just, I love her a lot. And if sexual intercourse was the only way to express that to her, then I'm game. I am a man of action, after all.

But I didn't actually have anything to do. I was shifting between the Internet, television, and phone, doing absolutely nothing of interest. There was nothing on and no news from my friends. Except that Baljeet and Buford had decided to take my side, and protest Phineas and Isabella's date. That was ridiculous. First of all, they love each other. Second of all, my feelings were one-sided. And third of all, this wasn't any of Baljeet or Buford's business.

Oh, and how could I forget the wall? It truly is a sad day when a person who can do almost anything ends up staring at a blank wall, dreaming of his raven-haired vixen. I wanted her here, in my arms. I can only imagine what would happen if I didn't have her anymore. I would die. Not physically, but emotionally. Even if Phineas treats Isabella the way she deserves to be treated, (which I seriously doubt he ever will), I'll still be unhappy.

I wonder what I'm even going to do if they do come back early. More awkwardness. I don't like the third-wheel feeling. And no matter what, one of us is definitely going to be the third wheel. And what if they have a marvelous time? Dancing, and laughing, and kissing… if he kissed her, I swear… I would do nothing. Nothing. There was nothing I could do.

I was lost in my own thoughts until I heard loud knocking on the door. I sighed. It was probably them. I got up and opened the door.

"Oh, Ferb!" She ran into my arms crying.

"V-Vanessa?" I stammered.

She kept crying. I had never seen Vanessa like this. So defeated… like Isabella not too long ago. I guided her in and sat her on the couch. I sat beside her. I pulled out a hanky and gave it to her.

She looked at me with watery eyes. "Thanks." She wiped them and dark streaks appeared on its light surface.

"What happened, Vanessa?" I asked gently.

"It's Monty!" She cried.

I frowned. Monty. I had dreamed about this happening before in various scenarios. Sometimes I would swoop into their wedding, screaming, "I object!". Other times, Monty himself would bring Vanessa to me, and tell us we belong together. But any of them that included Vanessa crying also included me beating him to a pulp. Except, when I met Monty at the party, he didn't seem so horrible.

"We got in another fight. It was just… awful." She blew her nose. "I try to act so tough and bad, but I'm really not. I don't want to hurt him. I love him! But there's some things I can't take back… and things he can't either." She sighed heavily. "The wedding's off. We decided maybe we need to… take a little break." She started crying more. "For the first time in my life, I really do feel evil."

"Vanessa!" I cried, as I gently rubbed her back. "You are not evil! Sometimes things get a little difficult. But everybody deals with it."

"Has… has anyone ever broken your heart like this, Ferb?" She asked.

"Yes." Then, I summoned some streak of boldness. "You."

She gaped at me. "Ferb, I'm so sorry!"

"No, Vanessa, no, you weren't the only one." I hung my head. "Love is… the most evil thing I can think of." I said. I was really talking to myself at this point. "You become attracted to a person, very attracted, but there's something stupid keeping you apart." Like age. Or feuding families, I suppose. "And, you really fall for this person. Every miniscule part of your body wants to be with them, but maybe they turn you down. Then, in the midst of all this heartbreak, you find yourself falling again. With somebody who was always there for you. And the cruelest thing is, as soon as you realize it, it's too late." I covered my face with hands. "It's too late."

Vanessa gently pulled my hands down. "Ferb," She said tentatively, "There is a boy who's always been there for me. Is it too late for us?"

"What?"

She quickly pulled my face close to hers. Her lips hovered over mine, and suddenly, I was kissing Vanessa Doofenshmirtz. The girl I had loved since I was in grade school. My eyes were completely wide at first, but slowly, I began to lose myself in the moment.

"Oh my god!"

My eyes flew open and Vanessa and I separated. The front door was open. They were standing there.

"Oh man, we… we… should have knocked. You two can just get back to, whatever… uh…"

Phineas was standing there, babbling. He had a sheepish look on his face. He was obviously feeling super awkward and guilty about interrupting this kiss, but he was also happy about how we were together.

But I didn't care about Phineas. At all. There was only one thing I was looking at, and it was the shocked expression on Isabella's face.

Isabella and Phineas? Ferb and Vanessa? It's official: I'm ruthless. I have no ruths. *sing-song voice* I bet you can't wait to see what happens now!