Act VIII: Petra

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Petra caught Jesse whispering to Lukas on a bench. They both started sniggering, and with her suspicions, started to accost him when Lukas got up and departed for the cabin. "You done confiding with your buddy?" Jesse winced when he saw her approaching him. "Wha- what are you- what do you mean confiding?" he spluttered. Petra rolled her eyes and tutted. "Tsk tsk tsk. Whatever happened to never be dishonest to each other, eh?" Jesse groaned at his own advice.

"All right, fine. You got me. I was talking to Lukas, about the future." Petra sat beside him, and said "Mm-hm, go on" whilst leaning towards him. Jesse grimaced in discomfort. "Erm. Ok, um. Yeah, Lukas was just asking me about him and Jesse, when he's older… and… (Jesse was also thinking of him and Petra in the future, so he was hesitant to continue)  -but that's all you need to know. Now please stop discomforting me! What with those evil lips and that childish stare…"

Petra stared at him, and intensified, causing Jesse to wince so much, he starts to etch away bit-by-bit, inch-by-inch, micron-by-micron… before returning to a neutral expression and saying "Ok then. I know you're thinking about us… your eyes aren't obscuring nothing from me!" Jesse clenched his teeth in utter discomfort and his mind met a dilemma.

Tell her? But It doesn't feel like the RIGHT time!
But she will never know how much you TRULY want to take things further!
Not THAT further! And shut up! There are children reading this!
So what if I did? What if… she slaps me, or dumps me forever? I CANNOT take that!
And the opposite reaction being, she 'aw's you, or grabs you by the shirt and… snothers you again?
Could she be thinking the SAME?

Interestingly, she was thinking the same:

If he goes ahead and admit it, do I act shocked, amazed, disgusted?
Why must you worry, you love that kid!
Do I scream in horror, slap him, and leave his life?
Or do I gasp, be filled with joy, and smother him again (why do I even bother suggesting that?)

Both knew they were thinking the same thoughts, and flushed red in embarrassment, knowing how much they were intl each other. "So, yeah… um… uh-oh, gotta go! Got some uh, things to tend to!" they both hastily spluttered. "I gotta go and, walk my dog!" and "Gotta tend to my, …cat!" were what Jesse and Petra were saying respectively. They then turned away and ran, both flushing increasingly red. They were both confused.

Jesse doesn't own a dog? Right?
Petra HATES cats! Or so Aiden says

With each other in their minds, they paced to their homes. Petra returned to a welcoming couch, thinking "I always knew he was into me THAT much! I just wanna wait until he does admit it, in person, flashing a sparkling ring in my face… oh but to think of it makes me… relaxed…"

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