Beauty and the Geek

Twenty-Three

A/N: okay, I had to cut this chapter In to two parts. It was going on like 2000 words and I'm not even finished with it. The next chapter with have the smut in it.

"What the fuck was that?" Randy asked. I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. Heather had gotten into my head and I lashed out. Now I was having self doubt about my relationship. Her saying the things she did about Jason and her didn't bother me, I wouldn't surprise me if it was true. But Randy — she said it with such confidence — with such smugness. I have no doubt she would have gone into detail if I wouldn't have hit her. I don't want to believe Randy would do anything like that. That he would hurt me in such a way. But that didn't stop that part of my brain that told me it was true.

Randy knelt down in front of me, "baby, look at me." I kept looking down at my hands. Knuckles sore and bloody from hitting Heather. "What did she say?" Still nothing. He went to take my hand and I pulled away. "Babe, please." I could hear the frustration in his voice which only made things worse. "I want my brother." He stood up and threw his hands in the air. "Did she tell you what happened?" I looked over to see Billy walking across the parking lot. "No. She won't even let me touch her," Randy said. I felt the tears starting to burn at the back of my eyes. Billy came over and knelt beside the opened door. "Hey, you wanna tell me what that was about?" He asked. I looked behind him at Randy and Billy looked over his shoulder. "Ya mind?" He growled.

Randy scoffed and walked away. "Okay, now what happened?" Billy asked. I took a deep breath, "she was talking shit," I said. "Like what?" He asked. "Like I'm the one that killed them. That I killed Casey because I was jealous I couldn't have Steve. Saying I let Jason and Nate fuck me at the same time. Like me, you, and Stu fuck each other," I said. He held up his hand, "what! That is fucking nasty!" He yelled. I nodded my head in agreement. "She was saying how her and Steve were fucking while I was with him and after we broke up. And I really could care fucking less. It wouldn't surprise me if it was true. But then she said–"

"What? What did she say?" He asked. "She said that her and– that her and Randy fucked last night in the back of the video store. I lost it after that. The way she said it, Billy–" a tear slid down my cheek and he brushed it away. "Randy wouldn't do that. He'd have to have a death wish to do that. You fucked her up pretty bad. She's gonna have to get another nose job," he said. I snorted and dried my face. "If you need to hear it from Randy, then say something to him. If he gets defensive I'll put him six feet in the ground." He pulled me up and pulled me into a hug before walking over to Stu's Jeep across the parking lot. I saw him talking to Randy or more like he had his shirt fisted in his hand and was threatening him. Randy pulled away from him, smoothed his shirt out and walked back over to me. "You ready to talk to me now?" He asked. "Not if you're going to be a complete fucking ass," I said, crossing my arms over chest. He let out a long sigh and said, "just please tell me what happened."

"Heather said some shit I didn't like. Accused me of being the killer, said she heard I fucked Nate and Jason at the same time, said she also heard I fuck Stu and my fucking brother at the same time." His face scrunched at that last part. "She said her and Jason were fucking while he was with me and then after. She also said that you and her—" I stopped and took a deep breath. "Me and her, what?" He asked. "Did you cheat on me?" I blurted. My voice broke for a second before I composed myself. "What! Why the fuck would you ask that? Are you fucking serious?" He yelled. "Answer the question, Randy. Did you fuck Heather last night in the back of the video store before you came to pick me up?" I could see Billy taking steps towards us but Sidney put her hand on his arm. Randy's features softened and he slowly got closer to me. "Baby, I would never hurt you like that. I would never hurt you period. Heather is a bitch. A jealous bitch because she can't keep a boyfriend. No guy wants to come near her. She wouldn't last two seconds in a horror movie," he said. I rolled my eyes and let him pull me into him and wrap his arms around me. "Don't let her get in your head."

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I was in the back office while Randy was working, doing my homework as I waited. Brad didn't care if I was here, he liked me a lot more than Randy. Randy has already been fired twice because he's pissed Brad off with his horror craziness. I was starting to get bored and there was still an hour until Randy got off work. I stood up, stretched and then headed out on the floor. "Are you and Randy dating?" I jumped, "Fuck!" My hand rested on my chest over my heart. "Karen, hey. You're really quiet, did you know that?" I asked. "Are you daring Randy?" She asked, in her lazy monotone voice. "Umm. Yes. Yes I am. Why?" I asked. She just squinted her eyes at me and walked away. I looked over my shoulder to see her in the action section glaring at me with squinted eyes. "What the fuck," I whispered and made my way over to Randy in the horror section. I swear that's the only section he's ever in besides the porno section. "Do you think Brad will let you off early?" I asked as I walked up to him.

He was putting movies away, "why?" He asked. "Because Karen just fucking popped up out of nowhere as per-usual and asked me if I was dating you and I said yes and now she's glaring at me," I said. Randy looked at me and then behind me, "did you say anything else to her?" He asked. "No! I just answered her fucking question and now she's glaring. I think she likes you," I said. He laughed and shook his head, "no way. Besides I have you that's all I want," he said and kissed my forehead.

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"We're alone. My parents are going to be out late and Martha is at a friend's house." Randy walked up the stairs to his room with me following close. "All alone in a house at night. What could go wrong?" I mumbled. "Lots of things. Like the killer could come in and murder me while my cock is deep inside of you," Randy said, turning around, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to him. "Oh, my god! Randy, what the fuck!" I said, laughing. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his room. "Just saying. I've broken the number one rule. I'm free game. Don't get me wrong, I do not regret it," he said.