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She's fucking her brother!?!" I cry out dropping my jaw open a little.

"No Elle. I didn't say that!" Mikey protests loudly.

"You just said that-"

Mikey cuts me off. "I said that she was cheating Elle." He sighs a little. "She wasn't fucking him...she was just. I don't know making out or something." He shakes his head a little. "You'd have to ask Gerard." He says sitting back a little.

"Oh I'm going to..." I laugh a little. This was just too much... Fucking skank...her own brother? Fuck step-brother... but still...

Mikey leans back forward quickly. "Elle don't tell him I told you that-he'll fucking kill me." Mikey says panicking a little.

"How's he gonna know it was you Mikey?" I say teasing him a little mashing my cigarette out into Bobs' ashtray. I look over at Bob and he smiles at me.

"Yeah Mikey how's he gonna know it was you?" Bob says mimicking me. Glancing over his shoulder at him before turning his attention back onto the road. He knew I was teasing Mikey...and now he was too...

"Cause no one else knows." Mikey whines a little and I smile. Bob laughs a little and turns out on to the highway. He was watching me out of the corner of his eye as he drove. I could tell. I turn back and face Mikey it the backseat.

"No one else knows?" Marie says softly rubbing Mikey's arm a little. He shakes his head no.

"Well maybe Ray does...I'm not really sure." He says thinking a little. "But if you say anything he's gonna know it was me!" Mikey cries out. He was getting all worked up. I felt bad...

"Don't worry Mikey I won't say anything...I was just teasing ya" I say and I glance over at Bob. He was still kinda watching me out of the corner of his eye. "Beside everyone saw her sitting on his lap in study hall. Its not like they're trying to hide it." I say and Mikey shrugs.

"Why the hell were you asking about her and Dave for anyway?" Mikey says and I look back at him blankly. He was leaning back against the seat a little. Marie kinda shifted and leant her head on to his shoulder. It was sweet. "You don't think she's got something to do with what's going on do you?" He asks me and I look over at Bob as he drove.

He was looking straight ahead at the road, he wouldn't turn to look at me. "I umm." I shrug a little. I was looking to Bob for help. Should I tell Mikey what I think?

"Come on Elle. Jessica?" Mikey laughs. "She wouldn't hurt a fly." He says and I hold my arm brace up.

"Then what the fuck is this then." I say waving it a little.

"She wouldn't hurt anyone...not intentionally Elle." He groans. I turn back around and slouch down in my seat.

"She may be fucking her brother but you know she's going to the dance with Paul." I say sighing a little. Trying to put the pieces together in my head...fuck...Him being her brother changes everything...

"You think Paul might be the one who...." Mikey says getting a little excited.

"I don't know Mikey. I thought of him but..." I sigh a little. "I just don't know." I tell him and I look back over as he frowns.

"But what does that have to do with Dave?" Mikey asks and I shrug.

"Nothing really. I mean Dave was saying some crap during English class and...and...it was just weird." I say turning back around in my seat. Bob glanced over at me again. My skirt was riding up from my constant shifting to look at Mikey in the back seat. I started tugging on it, trying to pull it down a little. Bob pretended like he didn't notice. Why didn't he tell me my skirt was riding up? Fuck... I tugged it a little more fixing it the best I could.

"What exactly was Dave saying?" Mikey asks as I turn and face forward again.

"Just crap, you know him and Jeff both were." I say crossing my legs a little and smoothing my skirt out some more.

"Well what exactly?" Mikey insists. Like this was gonna be the clue to crack the case.

"Just some milk jokes." I sigh.

"Milk?" Mikey was suddenly very interested. He leant forward a little. "What else Elle? He says nodding at me.

"That's it Mikey." I lie to him. Bob looked over at me. He knew I was lying. Fuck I had just told him in gym class everything that happened between me and Paul and Jeff. And how Dave kept making comments about it...

"Elle..." Bob started to say and I gave him a hard look. He diverts his eyes from mine. He looks back down at my skirt. It was riding up again. He sees me looking at him looking at me and he looks away and doesn't say anything. I tug the hem a little more fixing it the best I can. I guess it was just the bucket seats in his car or something. I've never had so much trouble with a skirt before...

Mikey thought about it for a little bit. "I wish I could've examined that trash bag." He says to himself. I sigh and slouch down in my seat a little. "Marie?" He says turning to her. "You and Jeff were pretty close what do you think?" He asks her and she shrugs.

"I really don't know Mikey. Jeff and I...I mean we dated but we were never really close. I really don't think he'd do anything to hurt anyone though." She says softly. I rolled my eyes a little. Marie didn't know half the crap him and Paul use to do...

Jeff was like a fucking lap dog. He'd do whatever Paul told him. No questions asked. Would Paul have told him to fuck with me like that? Maybe he and Jessica are in it together... I mean they'd both be happy if Gerard and I broke up and seeing how close she was to her brother Dave I'm sure she would've told him all about what they were doing... Fuck... That would make sense...

Bob pulls up in front of the pizza place and shuts the car off. Marie and Mikey both get out. I'm still kinda spacing out.

"Wait baby my window." I say and he pauses a little. Like maybe he wasn't sure if I was talking to him. I nod towards it and he smiles. I had left it wide open. I just wasn't paying attention. Everyone else shut theirs before he turned off the car. He starts cursing a little fumbling with the keys in the ignition. "We'll be right in." I tell Mikey and he takes Marie's hand and they walk towards the door.

Bob manages to get the window up. "Come on Elle." He says opening up his door.

"Wait." I say reaching over him and pulling it back shut.

"I wanna talk to you about something." I say and he gives me a funny look.

"About what Elle?" He says a little nervously.

"About before." I say and he shifts a little.

"About your skirt?" He says and I look at him like what the hell are you talking about.

"About Marie." I say and I look down at my skirt. "What's wrong with my skirt?" I ask him.

"Nothing." He says glancing at it. "What's wrong with Marie?" He says quickly and I look up a little startled.

"Nothing." I say. He caught me off guard. Shifting the conversation like that. I shook my head a little trying to focus.

"Then come on lets go." He says opening his door again and reaching for the keys that were still in the ignition.

"No wait." I grab his arm and stopped him before he grabbed them. "I want to talk to you about before Bob." I say and he kinda tensed up a little. I know cause I was gripping his arm still. "I just... fuck..." I stammer.

"What is it Elle?" He says softly.

"Marie doesn't know about what happened with me and Jeff." I sigh a little.

"Are you sure about that Elle?" Bob says smiling a little.

"What do you mean?" I ask him a little confused.

"Well a lot of people know." He says rubbing his eyes a little so he wouldn't have to look at me.

"a lot of people like who?" I say and he doesn't answer me. "Bob." I insist.

"I don't know Paul talks a lot of shit Elle." Bob shrugs.

"Gerard said that too." I sigh and Bob nods like that was explanation enough. "But what exactly does that mean." I say nodding a little at him.

"I don't fucking know Elle." Bob mumbles.

"Aw come on you said he fucking said something. Now tell me." I pout.

Bob looked at me for a moment like he was debating whether or not to tell me. I pouted out my bottom lip like I was gonna cry.

"Elle please don't do that." He says looking into my eyes...He reached over and touched my bottom lip with his thumb like Gerard does... It felt...different...It startled me a little and I instinctively pulled my lip back. Bob dropped his hand and broke his gaze with me and shifted a little in the drivers seat. He reached for the keys and started fussing with them. It was like he couldn't get them out of the ignition fast enough. He wanted to get out of the car and away from me. That was obvious. I reached over and  pushed his hand away and turned the keys slightly and they slid out easily. I held them up for him. "Its all right Bob.. you don't have to tell me...I just thought...you know we were friends." I sigh and reach for my bag on the floor. I glance over giving him one more pathetic look.

"All right." He sighs. "It was after your grandfathers funeral Elle." He says running his fingers along the edge of the keys in his hand. He stared down at the key in his hand, he wouldn't look up at me. "He was talking a whole bunch of crap about how you were gonna be all alone in that house and how great it was." Bob says lowering his voice a little.

"Great that my papa died?" I said and my eyes started watering up with tears. Bob didn't notice. He was still staring at his keys.

"He was saying like you know... how they could all go hang out there now. Him and all his asshole friends..." Bob scoffs a little. "And that he'd even let them take turns having a shot at you, like he let Jeff." Bob says clenching his jaw a little.

"What?" I say not really believing him.

"And then he told Gerard that he'd let him have a shot at you too for the right price and that's when..."

"When they got in a fight." I say finishing Bobs sentence. Fuck... No wonder why Gerard didn't want to tell me what the fight was about...

"Elle I'm real sorry." Bob says shoving the keys into his pocket and looking over at me.

"Sorry for what Bob?" I ask him. "I mean it's not your fault." I say wiping my eyes a little.

"Elle if I knew he was..." His voice trailed off a little.

"What are you talking about?" I laughed a little wiping my nose on the back of my hand.

"I didn't know you were going out with Paul until that day or I would've straightened him out a long time ago myself." He says not making any sense. "Gerard fucking waited until-"

"You knew I was going out with Paul!" I interrupt him frowning a little.
 
"No." He says lowering his voice a little. "I knew you were going out with some guy named Paul. But I didn't know it was him until that day." Bob tells me. I thought about it a little.

"I guess so."  I shrug

"You guess?" He laughs. "I'm telling you Elle. I didn't know that was him." He says and I shrug again. "If I knew that was him and I knew the way he was treating you all  that time like Gerard did... Hell..I would've fucked him up along time ago..." Bob mumbles a little.

"It's all right Bob." I say and he shakes his head no.

"Naw Elle..You're my friend.. But you're more than that you know?" He says and I look at him funny.

"You mean cause I'm your wife?" I say a little confused.

"No even before then. Like that first day at school Elle." He tells me lowering his voice a little. I leant towards him to hear him better. "You know you were the first person I saw that day.. and you smiled at me." He says thinking back a little.

"Oh yeah in the guidance office!" I laugh a little remembering.

"And then in gym you fucking walk up to me with your bitchy little attitude and start bossing me around." He says and I laugh.

"Bitchy little attitude?" I repeat back and he smiles. "Then why did you play with me?" I tease him. "I mean I repulse you physically and now you're saying I'm a bitch!" I laugh.

"Cause you were the only person to talk to me that day, besides a few teachers of course." He says and I look at him like I don't believe him. "Its true." He says.

"Come on Bob... no one talked to you?" I ask and he shakes his head no.

"I don't really fit in well you know." He sighs.

"I think you fit in just perfectly Bob." I say smiling at him. He smiles back a little. "And I know Gerard feels the same way... you're a good friend to him... to both of us." I say and Bob smiles a little wider and leans his head back likes gonna laugh a little but he doesn't.

"Uh yeah I'm a real great friend Elle." He says reaching for his door handle. He opens it abruptly and gets out.

"Bob!" I laugh a little and run a little to catch up to him. He was practically at the door when I caught him. "What's the matter with you Bob?" I laugh a little wrapping my arm around his and he reaches over and holds the door open for me. Motioning for me to go in.

"Nothing Elle... nothing at all..."