(Guess what, I have been working on this story for a year and I have a feeling that this story is almost to conclusion which will be good as for the fact that I have very limited time to write. This chapter is repetitive, but which chapter of this story isn't? On with the reading! P.s. this chapter is among the shorter of the chapters in the story, but it's out.)
'"I can't believe the nerve of him! Arg! To think that we we're doing good as friends, and now he's trying to tell me that he had nothing to do with what Chad did." I was fuming. Two-Bit watched me pace in front of him.
"Uh, Darry, you know I don't know what Chad did to you, right?" I turned to him, and nodded. I wasn't just venting to him, I trusted him to keep this between us.
"I know, I just... Arg! I want things to be simple again, when two guys could just be friends and nobody had to question it or intervene just because they thought it was inconvenient to them." I said with frustration
Two-Bit nodded again. "Darry, take a breath and tell me what happened." He commanded.
I did as he commanded and once I was finished I watched his expression and waited for him to judge me.
"Chad's an ass, and Paul is just stupid. If he could see how much you like him, he wouldn't have let the rumor start in the first place." I glared at him.
"Two-Bit, you realize I only like him as a friend..."
"And I believe Mickey Mouse rides unicorns in every episode. I know you like him as more than a friend and I know he likes you as more than a friend. I won't tell anybody that you are exploring your sexuality and I won't let anyone bug you about it." Two-Bit interrupted me.
I met his eyes, "Thanks, Two-Bit." He nodded to me.
"Feel better now that you got that off your chest?" Two-Bit asked.
I nodded, "Yeah, I owe you one."
"You'll pay up eventually when I have relationship problems of my own, so don't stress about owing me. Go confront Paul about what happened and trust your instincts. Let what ever happens happen." I nodded and put the debt in the back of my mind and set out to find Paul.'
I entered the Curtis house, flopped on the couch, and covered my face with an arm. I knew Soda had been able to reclaim his job at the DX and Steve and Pony were in school. I groaned loudly.
"Fuck!" I yelled. I heard a throat clearing and muttered, "Shit."
I glanced to the source of the voice and smiled a bit when I saw Darry.
"Something wrong, Two-Bit?" He asked.
I beamed up at him, "'Course not."
He looked skeptical, "So you coming into the house shouting curse words angrily is a sign that everything is just fine?"
I nodded, "Of course, it is. Why would anything ever be wrong in my life?"
Darry smirked, "Because life isn't as happy as you like to make it seem. Now tell me whats wrong."
I glared at the ceiling and debated telling Darry to forget it, besides he probably wouldn't understand how betrayed I felt by Ted. Then a thought occurred to me, 'Darry would understand exactly how I felt about Ted, he had come to me about Paul.' I took a breath and hesitated, I didn't want to bring up bad memories for Darry.
"Two-Bit, I'm waiting." I heard Darry say softly.
I bit my lips but questioned him hesitantly, "Do you remember Paul?"
Silence answered, I waited in baited thought. I started thinking of all the what-ifs, what if Darry could no longer accept me because I was different? What if I was no longer allowed at the Curtis home? What if Darry brushed off my worries as nothing more than a hindrance to him that he didn't need to be bothered with?
I almost missed the response in my musings, but I heard Darry answer quietly, "Yes."
I knew it was going to be difficult to compare to my situation to his if only because it would be hard for him to remember what Paul had put him through. "Do you remember the first time you ranted to me about Paul?"
I heard Darry gasp a bit, "Is that what is going on? Socs sticking there fucking noses in your love-life because they don't have one of their own? Let me guess you and this Ted friend were enjoying each others company and some stupid soc decided it wasn't right. Is that why we found you beat up in the alley?"
I jumped a bit at his angry tone and the rare cuss words coming from his lips. "Apparently Ted felt it was a waste of his time to be with me and sent friends to make sure I got the message, and then he tried telling me he had nothing to do with it, that we were both being played. So, the message got beat into me well enough." I let out angrily.
"You told me to confront Paul about what had happened and to trust my instincts when I talked to him, and then to let what ever happens happen. I am going give you your advice right back, but I'm also going to tell you to think about what he has done for your friendship before you confront him." Darry said calmly.
I met his eyes for the first time since he demanded me to tell him what's wrong. "Is that why it didn't work out between you and Paul?"
(Bum bum bum! cliffie! and, and, and related story sequences! and and and a new chapter! So review please. -Luvs Cassy.)