**The continuation to "Looking into your soul":
"Revenge in a Love Triangle!"
Lois had her bleached blonde hair up in a particularly peculiar little pony tail that night. It fit her conniving personality perfectly. She watched as Kevin whooshed by her on his skates, wishing that there was a way she could get him back.
"Can you believe he brought her???" Lois stared at them viscously.
"Don't worry about it, Lois," Gina said. "you can have him back any day. All we've got to do is make him think that she's not as good as she seems." She flipped back her dark brown hair with a flick of her wrist, eyeballing anyone who walked past her.
"But what can we tell.." Lois started.
"Shhhh! Here he comes. - Watch this," Gina whispered under her breath.
"Kevin… Hey Kevin!" Gina looked around only to meet Dawn's suspicious eyes staring her down. She rolled her eyes at Dawn and thought of flipping her a bird, but thought twice as Kevin approached. She didn't want him to have any idea that she despised his girlfriend like she did.
"Kevin I.." Lois began, only to be interrupted by Gina once again. Gina wasn't dumb. She knew that if Lois talked to him she would just once again confess her undying love to him and make a complete jackass out of herself.
"So, Kevin… how are you doing? Are you and Dawn still seeing each other? I mean.. after everything that's happened." She paused waiting for his reply. He just nodded and suspiciously recorded her every word in his mind. "Can I talk to you?" Gina smiled an absurdly fake smile at him, hoping he'd buy it.
"Uh.. yeah. About what?" Kevin turned and looked at Dawn from across the noisy skating rink, giving her a quick shrug of his shoulders, then he focused back on Gina.
"Well, you know that Dawn is still dating that Chris guy, right?"
"What Chris guy?"
"You know - that guy she went to prom with." Gina looked at him with as genuine of a look as she could get out. He glared at her with a mixture of curiosity and contempt.
"Okay.. no she's not."
"Well that's not what I heard." Gina smiled at the curious look in his eyes. "Do you want proof?"
"Yeah. Prove it," Kevin said. "Is that all?" He looked at her with contempt and turned to skate away as she nodded.
"We'll get him back," Gina whispered to Lois as he skated away. Lois just looked at her blankly, hopefully.
Kevin peeked his smiling face over the top of the DJ booth door and smiled playfully at Dawn. She got up and walked over to the door to kneel closer to him. She couldn't help but think how lucky she was to have this person as her own.
"What did they want?"
"Oh.. Nothin. It's just Lois' same old crap." He gave her a reassuring smile and touched her soft face with the palm of his hand. "Come on!"
Dawn opened the door and skated after him, laughing hysterically at his playfulness. He turned to look at her. She was skating through the crowds like they weren't even there, dodging one small child to the next. The breeze she created from her speed blew her golden hair around her like a whirlwind of autumn leaves.
He watched her, amazed by the presence she held in his heart. Yet, there was a small hint of curiosity at the back of his mind. An almost completely unnoticeable "what if?" What Gina had said had been convincing enough to make him wonder. I mean, if she had proof....
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It was about midnight on a hot, sticky night. Kevin stepped out of his little gray truck into the lighted parking lot thinking about the wonderful evening he had just had. He closed his eyes and he could see Dawn there, just as she had looked that night, with the sparkle that true happiness created gleaming in her light green eyes. She kissed him so gently, holding his hands in hers, and whispered that she loved him. Those words made his insides get all tingly and made his heart skip a beat. He sat and stared at his hands, the words reverberating through his mind. She loves him. He couldn't believe the intensity of what her heart was saying to his. It was such a wonderful feeling.
He was just turning the doorknob to his room as the phone let out a startling ring. His first thought was that it was Dawn and something was wrong. He rushed to the phone and hurriedly put the receiver to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello - um, Kevin?" Gina's cocky voice came over the line, meeting his ear with suspicion.
"Yeah, what?" Kevin stared at the wall, wondering what lie she was going to tell him this time.
"You know that proof I said I'd show you? Well, I want you to call Chris at this number and ask him to tell you what he just told me."
Kevin scribbled the number down with the first pen he could find, gave Gina a quick "okay," and quickly hung up the receiver. He looked at the number and let out a short sigh on Gina's behalf. Then he laid the number on his small wooden night stand and headed for the warm beckoning of the shower.
A few hours later, he looked at the number again. His insides battled with him about whether he should at least find out what's on the other end of this number. He turned it over and over in his hands, debating whether to call. What if Gina was being honest for once? The torture of not knowing stabbed at his thought waves.
He picked up the phone and dialed the number.
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The phone rang at about 1:00 AM reading an unknown number on the caller ID. Chris picked up the impatient phone as it rang again wondering who would be calling at this time of night.
"Hello?"
"Hey - uh, this is Kevin Relph. Gina told me to call you."
"Yeah, okay." Silence swept over the line.
"Well, what did you want to tell me?" Kevin was becoming very fed up with these games that Gina had him playing.
"Are you seeing Dawn?" Chris sounded very unsure of his words, almost as if he didn't know, or didn't like, what he was saying.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, she's my girlfriend and I want you to stay away from her." Silence. Kevin stared blankly at the large white tiles on the floor of his room and sat down slowly on the bed.
"She's your what?" Kevin barely stammered out his words, growing more upset by the minute.
"She's my girlfriend." Chris bluntly answered his question with not a hint of sarcasm in his small voice.
"No. She's my girlfriend," Kevin got out in small fragments.
"Well, uh, I think she's got some explaining to do because she just got done telling me she loved me on the phone."
Silence.
"Yeah whatever!" Kevin slammed down the receiver and looked at his hands. His palms were sweaty and his fingers were shaking. There's no way...
Chris hung up the phone, then picked it back up again. Before he dialed he looked at it and let out a long breath. He wondered if he was going to regret what he had just done. He turned the phone over in his hands, examining it, then dialed the numbers.
"Hello?"
"Yeah..uh.. Gina? This is Chris."
"Did you do it?"
"Yeah I did it."
"You don't sound too happy. What's wrong?"
"I just don't know if I should have. I mean... he was pretty mad."
"So he bought it? Don't forget - you're going to get her back this way." Gina smiled. Her mind was working overtime putting her plan into effect. But Chris bought her every word, and now so would Kevin.
"I guess so," Chris said sadly. "Bye." He hung up the phone and stared at it. He had a strange feeling it would ring again before the night was over.
Morning came too soon. Kevin rolled over in his bed to the sound of the alarm clock. He put his bare feet on the cold floor and walked over to the clock, still not completely awake.
He sat back down on his bed after turning off the alarm, and stared at the phone.
"Here goes nothing," he said to himself.
He raised the receiver and looked at the glowing green numbers on the display. He dialed the number he knew so well by heart, put the phone to his ear, and hoped.
"Yeah," a sleepy voice said over the line.
"Dawn?"
"Oh, well good morning love." He could hear such a genuine smile of happiness in her voice. It made tears come to his worried eyes, thinking of losing that voice on the other end of the line.
"What's up between you and Chris?" Kevin wasted no time and got straight to the point.
"Chris who?" Dawn's tired voice sounded like a little girl's asking her daddy an innocent question.
"Chris Bell."
"What do you mean?"
"I talked to him last night." Kevin was trying to avoid the central subject, trying to ignore the pain it caused.
"Okay...?"
"He said you were his girlfriend."
"Hah!" Dawn sat straight up in bed and had a sudden burst of energy in her voice. "He wishes! Let me talk to him! I'll show him who's girl I am!"
"Okay, okay. Calm down. ...So you're denying it?"
"Denying it? Of course I'm denying it! What kind of scum of the earth, jerk off, kind of..." Dawn's voice trailed off as she swore at Chris under her breath. He was not her type at all, with his plump stomach and bright red hair. But she thought he was her friend. Why would he say something like that?
Silence took over the phone line for a few brief moments that seemed like an eternity of nothingness to the parties on either end.
"Look, I'll see you later on, okay?"
"Okay," Dawn said uneasily. "You believe him, don't you?"
"I don't know what to believe." Kevin hid the tears in his voice, as did Dawn. "I think we should cool things off a little."
"What does that mean? Are you breaking up with me?" Now the tears in her voice were noticeable. They started as small trickles and turned in to an even flow of sadness. She looked down and bit her bottom lip sadly. How could something mess up a thing so beautiful, so perfect?
"Yeah, something like that." Kevin wiped his wrist across his face, wiping away his tears. He hung up the phone without hearing her reply and buried his head in his pillow, shielding his eyes from any light. He stayed there for hours, not sleeping but dreaming, trying to keep the tears away.
Dawn put down her phone and started violently crying her heart out. Why did this happen? She couldn't help but think that something wasn't right.
