----- Chapter Eight -----

I sulk in my room for a little while, cry, sulk some more and then decide to give Scott a ring. Kerry answers. They're in the middle of an argument, I presume, cos she sounds really angry, "Hello?"

"Umm…can I speak to Scott please?" I ask as politely as I can.

"What do you want?" Kerry demands.

"Uh…to talk to him?" ordinarily, I'd offer to call back at a more convenient time, but boy does Kerry piss me off! Silence on the other end before Kerry huffs,

"He can't come to the phone right now…" I hear Scott talking in the background:

"Who is it Kerry?"

"Bye," she says quickly, hanging up. I roll my eyes. That girl is possessive to the brink of obsessive. I have no clue how Scott retains any of his sanity while he's seeing her. Sighing, I dial the number again.

"'Ello?" this time Scott answers.

"Hey Scott…"

"Did you just call?" he asks.

"Yup."

"I am so sorry about that. I don’t know what's gotten into her today," he says quietly.

I laugh, "Today?"

"Yeah I know…"

"So how's Scottie today?" I change the subject.

"I'm alright…had a bit of a headache this morning, didn’t really know where I was or what I was doing there…"

"Where were you?" I ask, curiously.

"Kerry took me to her house last night and I fell asleep on the floor…apparently. That's where I woke up anyway…" he pauses, "Hang on…Can you leave me alone? Kerry! I wanna talk ALONE!" I hear a door slam and Scott sighs.

"Trouble in paradise?"

"No comment…" Scott growls.

I laugh a little, "Ok. The main reason I called is because I wanna know how much of last night you can remember."

"Umm…" Scott thinks for a moment, "Most of it, I think."

"D'ya remember Kerry slapping you?" I inquire gently.

"Uh-huh. But how can I forget when I've got this huge handprint on my face?"

"WHAT?" I gasp.

"Well…not really. But it is bruised and it IS sore…"

"Shit…" I breathe.

"I remember certain other things too. Like a good friend of mine confessing her love for a certain Abidin…" he teases.

"Ok. That's what I wanted to know if you remembered. Scott…?"

"Yep?"

"Promise not to tell anyone, right? Not even if Abs asks who it is I've got a thing for. ESPECIALLY not if Abs asks who I've got a thing for…" I beg.

"Yeah, sure. You don’t even have to ask!" there's a moment's silence, "So what're you gonna do?"

"About what?"

"Abs."

"Oh," I sigh, "Nothing. He's seeing Danielle tonight so I spose they'll get back together. Also, he's found someone else…who he reckons isn't interested in him - but he won't tell me who…"

"Maybe it's you," Scott suggests.

"I wish. Nope, this someone's already involved with someone else so it's not me cos I'm free and single!"

"Oh."

"But at the moment, he's got this idea that I've got a crush on you. So don’t be surprised if he says anything like that, ok?" I brief.

"Alright. Thanks for warning me. All these secrets are gonna do my head in, though. I'm gonna actually hafta keep my big mouth shut for once," he jokes.

"You will. But hey, I do appreciate it!"

"No problem. Hang on…" Scott disappears for a few seconds again, "Erm, I've gotta go - the missus is calling," he sighs.

"Ok. I'll see ya soon."

"Odios!"

"Bye bye," I put the phone down and flop onto my bed. Abs is prolly with Danielle at the moment - he's almost definitely gonna have some 'exciting' news to tell me tomorrow.

It's seriously not fair. I know I don’t deserve someone as sweet and gorgeous as him, but I'd do my best to treat Abs right…and with this thought, I drift off to sleep.