Boy Meets Girl Page #7

get me all emotional

about this, you know?

You know, you can

be as much of a b*tch

as any biological girl

I've ever met.

And by the way,

it's not true

that men are the ones

who cut and run.

Girls are the ones who flip that

switch and are onto the next.

The real truth is

we get our hearts broken

and we stay crushed but...

not you.

That part of you

is apparently all girl.

You know, Robbie, I'm sure

I would get my heart broken

if I really did care for

someone, and they left me.

So you didn't really

care for Francesca?

What-what-what-

What was that, then?

Just some, what,

fun toy experiment?

No! No, she wasn't!

I was very fond of her!

In spite of the fact that

I've never been into girls,

I honestly tried

because I was

so f***ing fond of her.

And no, you know what?

I didn't love her.

When I figured that out,

I cut her loose to be kind,

and why the f***

are you giving me

such a hard time

about this anyway?

Because, you know,

you skate through life

all la-di-da,

not a care in the world,

when you leave

bodies in your wake.

You know, it's like

you think you're exempt

because you're not a rea -

'Cuz I'm not a real what?

Whatever.

No.

No, not whatever.

Say it.

"I think I'm exempt

because I'm not a real what?"

- I'll talk to you later.

- No!

Finish it!

"I think I'm exempt

because I'm not a real what?"

You're not a real anything,

okay?

You're not a real anything!

You're not a boy

and you're not a girl.

You're right.

I'm not a real anything.

So wha- Ricky,

neither are any of us.

That-that-that-that doesn't

give you the right to be unkind!

You know, you-you- you think

you have the market cornered

on feeling alienated?

I mean, sh*t, no matter what

we look like or who we are,

we're all just

stumblin' through life

trying to figure this sh*t out,

just like you!

Yeah, but, you know, unlike me,

you all have an "us,"

to figure it out with.

My "us"?

It's just me, Robbie.

Try that some time.

Lemme know

how it works for you.

No, no, no!

See, there you go again!

It's all about you, isn't it?

It's always all about you!

Have you forgotten

that I have been on your side,

only on your side,

without condition,

since we were six years old!

Of course I've never

forgotten that, Robbie.

And that's why

I've always trusted

that you were the

only person in this world

who didn't secretly

feel this way about me.

So now I guess my, "me,"

just got even smaller, huh?

No big deal, though.

I'm used to it.

No, really,

everything is just fine.

Oh, what the f***...

Excuse me, Buddy.

- Will you look at somethin'?

- No, I got to go.

Please! Please.

All right.

You shouldn't be goin'

through people's private things.

I help her when she

makes her fashion videos.

I accidentally found this,

but I was afraid to show Dad.

Okay.

I thought your

mom died of cancer.

So did I.

Wait, it's not over!

Ricky, it's me.

Please call me back, okay?

Please.

I'm sorry!

Mike, Mike,

have you seen Ricky?

Not tonight.

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

Ricky!

What's all this shoutin' about?

Oh, my God!

Oh my G-

Are you okay?

Yeah, I told you I'm fine.

I saw the, uh -

You saw what?

I saw that video you- you

made when you were younger.

About your mother.

You hacked into my computer?

No, Sam found it by accident.

Don't-don't be mad at him.

He was scared.

I was scared.

Why?

It seemed like- like

you could hurt yourself.

Well, now you

know all my secrets.

Ricky, why didn't you

tell me any of those things?

Because you're my only friend,

and if you thought I was crazy

or something, I'd be all alone.

I couldn't risk it.

Oh, I still woulda

been your friend.

You be very careful

right now, Robbie.

And I'm so sorry

for those things

that I-I said to you, Ricky.

I didn't mean any of 'em.

You are not confused at all.

You are the most

unconfused person I know.

And I didn't realize it

at the time,

but I was completely

jealous of Francesca.

I mean, you've had

crushes before, but

nothin' like that.

To see you look

at someone else like that,

it just-

it just made me crazy.

You are so beautiful, Ricky.

You still think I'm beautiful?

Are you scared?

It's okay

if you're a little scared.

I'm a little scared.

I'm not.

I love you, Ricky.

It's okay

if you wanna ignore...

I don't want to ignore

anything about you,

ever again.

Do you love me?

I've always loved you, Robbie.

Since the day you ran away

from that pervert I thought,

"Now, that's a keeper."

What do you want me to do?

Well, let's start with...

How's that sound?

Yeah, pretty-pretty good.

But, uh, I swear

to you, Robby Riley,

if you smell like fish,

I will vomit on you.

Okay, mood killer.

Oh, I think

you'll recover just fine.

You know,

I don't know, I mean,

I'm already just a little bit

outta my comfort zone here,

and if you're

gonna start crackin'...

All right.

So did that, uh...

did that feel good to you?

Last night?

Yeah.

You, uh, you're amazingly

good with your hands.

Well,

I've had a lotta practice.

Are you freaked out?

Maybe a little, but it's just

because it's so new, you know?

I-I just...

just never thought about...

you know, before.

Do you regret it?

How could I regret

realizing I'm in love

with the hottest girl in town?

Who just so happens

to be my best friend.

Hmm?

I didn't get into

the Fashion Institute.

I know.

I saw that stupid letter.

I'm so sorry.

You'll go to New York anyway.

Puttin' out a clothing line

takes a lotta money.

I don't even have enough

to go to New York,

let alone put out

a clothing line.

So, you'll get a job.

Like millions of other

aspiring artists do every year.

And you'll make your clothes

on the weekends,

just like you do now.

I mean it -

I just don't

have it in me, Robbie.

I know it seems

like it doesn't, but it...

it takes so much for me

to put a smile on my face

and go out

in the world every day.

And that's here, you know,

where people know me.

And like me.

I'll just stay here.

And I got you now.

Life wouldn't be so bad.

It was just a

silly dream anyway.

Most people give up

on their dreams, you know?

It's not the end of the world.

I'm so sorry I cheated on you.

That was wrong.

Of course, that was wrong.

Can you forgive me?

Are you in love with her?

I love so many things about her.

But am I

in love with her, and...

...do I see myself

with her forever?

No, probably not.

Are you still

in love with me?

I am.

Can you still see

a life forever with me?

I don't know.

I don't like

how you can hate.

I mean, I understand

it has to be part of your job,

and your job protects us,

and it keeps us safe,

and for that,

I'm forever grateful,

and-and I think you're heroic,

but people like Ricky

are not the enemy.

There's no reason to hate here.

And I don't know if you can ever

change that part of yourself.

I slept with her.

Wha- you slept with who?

Ricky.

My sophomore year.

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