It was probably the coldest football game that we've had all year. Wendy was freezing with the rest of the cheerleaders while I was snuggled under 5 blankets with Beth. We weren't too close, but it was nice to have her at games when Wendy was cheering. I spent the entire game watching Craig and Kyle sit on opposite sides of the bench as the boys played. I felt guilty.
The boys were down the entire game. I could feel the people behind me glaring at my head. It wasn't until the 4th quarter until the boys got 2 touch downs in a row. The entire crowd roared, and I even joined them. It was like a huge weight lifted off my chest. Sure, the crowd was upset that Craig and Kyle were still on the bench, but at least we didn't lose.
I stayed behind after the game. I wanted to talk to Kyle so he offered me a ride home in which I accepted. We drove around for a while so we could get everything said that needed to be said. I wanted to get what I had to say off my chest, but he went first.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
"That's exactly what I wanted to talk about," I admitted. "The kiss-"
"Not about that, I'm sorry about fighting with Craig. What about the kiss?" he questioned.
"Nothing, it was just sudden," I told him.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
"Well," I procrastinated.
"Well? Do you not feel the same way?" he interrogated.
He stopped the car and pulled over. I looked at his tan face using the light form one of the town light poles. His face was bruised up, and he had a black eye. I felt awful for rejecting him, but he needed to know.
"I don't," I admitted. "I don't know why. Your nice, funny, cute, athletic, and one of the top in our class, but part of it doesn't feel right, you know?"
"No, I don't. It feels right to me," he replied. "Is this because of Craig?"
My heart skipped a beat just from hearing his name, and I'm pretty sure my face turned pink, "No, I can't say I want to be with either of you right now."
"Damn, that's going to crush him," he muttered.
"What?" I questioned.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter anymore," he assured.
"I'm sorry Craig attacked you," I apologized.
"Yeah, me too, he is not a force to be reckoned with," Kyle laughed. "I hardly left a scratch on him."
"And, you still got in trouble," I pointed out.
"You know, if I wouldn't of fought back and taken the beating, I wouldn't of gotten in trouble," Kyle admitted.
"But you manhood would've been at stake," I stated.
"Look at me. Look at my face. My manhood was already jeopardized," he explained.
I sunk into the seat not knowing what to say to comfort him.
"I don't know why I fought back. It's just something about you..." he trailed off.
I slightly blushed, "I'm flattered, but-"
"I know, I know, don't remind me. I should probably get you home," he said.
We drove to my place in silence. It finally broke when we got to my block.
"Thanks," I stated.
"Yeah, no problem," he quickly stated. I could tell he was hurting.
"Hey, perk up. There are plenty of girls out there that would want to be with you. I could set you up if you would like," I offered. "I know you probably don't want to here the lets still be friends speech-"
"No its not that, I would love to still hang out with you even if it is just as friends, but I was wondering, can I have one last kiss. You know, one that's not so forced, and I don't get punched," he asked.
"Okay, but only if you don't shove your tongue in my mouth this time," I joked.
He laughed, "You didn't like that?"
I shook my head and giggled.
"Sorry about that, Kenny told me to go all out," he stated.
"It's fine," I assured leaning in for one last kiss.
His soft lips connected with mine. It was a short and sweet kiss, and wasn't anything too special for me.
"Still nothing?" he questioned hopeful.
I laughed, "I'm sorry."
"It's fine, I guess. I'll see you Monday," he told me.
"See you," I said getting out.
I went inside and then to my room. The first and only thing I did was collapse on my bed.
It's been quite a day.