((I promised thi chapyer would be longer. It wasn't. Next time, I'll be combining chapters. Well, not /next time/ but whatever. So, yeah. Thanks to my reviewer..And all th epeople who read it. Three hit away from one hundrthree hundred. Well, probably more like one hundred hitss ince the majority of those are me...))

"Why are you messing with her?" Melina burst out savagely, clenching the steering wheel angrily.

"Huh?" Christian mumbled sleepily. He was about to join Charli, who didn't stop her bitching until the painkillers/sleeping pills kicked in, in sleep. She was even cuter when she slept. And she was pretty damn cute to begin with. She was curled into his lap like some overgrown cat, he face buried into his Captain Charisma shirt. "Am not,"

Melina scoffed at him. For the last hour, it been had been silent. She's watched as they avoided each others gazes watching one another when the other wasn't, the way Charli looked up adoringly at Jackass, the way Christian played with the one stubborn curl that refused to obey her. So she was jealous because she wasn't getting any. But no way was Christian serious about Charli.

"Are too, I just don't wanna be the one to pick up the piece after you get tired with her,"

Christian was furious. Just because he did one scummy thing, it seemed like everyone would forever doubt his ability to be serious about a women. Not that he was serious about Charli. She was too nice and he didn't want o hurt her. She was intelligent, witty, and certainly not wife material. At least not for him. He was sure that she'd make some other lucky bastard happy. She was the kinda girl that he wanted but knew he'd never get.

"Bit rich coming from the women who is know for spreading her legs on the ring everyday. Just because your not getting any from a certain brainless muscle doesn't mean-" Melina hit the break so violently, Christian had to wrap his arms around Charli tighter to keep her from being tossed forward. Which was why he was unable to block what Melina did next.

She slapped him. It resounded around the small car like a firecracker. The land mine soon followed. It was insane. They were both screaming at each other, neither making much sense.

"Would you both shut the hell up!" Charli yelled over them, always the voice of elegance and reason. One moment she was warm and happy. The she woke up to find she was asleep in Christian's arms. He was also yelling in her ear. "I don't give a rat's ass 'bout why you were fightin'. I care that you woke me up," Charli squirmed out of of Christian arms and slipped int the backseat. Pulling out a pair of huge headphones, she finished. "I cain't hear an'thin', so I will now be lulled to sleep by System of a Down. If you continue, I promise you I will kick both of your asses so hard -don't give me any crap, you lil' shit, by that time I will be pissed enough to chokeslam Batista- you great times ten gran'moma will feel it," Charli growled, he accent coming down like a thick shower of bullets. With that, she rolled into over in the backseat and violently snapped her headphones over her ears.

Melina started the car back up and began to drive.

"Scary, isn't she?" Christian commented about five minutes later.

"You have no idea. In 5th grade, I stretched one of her shirts. I was surprosed the fires of hell didn't shoot up and engulf her in flames. Shit, it was like the exorcist. I thought she was going to start vomiting up pea soup," the both laughed softly, then glanced back nervously at Charli, who was sleeping surprisingly peacefully for someone who was that violent.

"I'm sorry I accused you of using her. It was harsh, even if it may be true-"

"Don't ruin it. I'm sorry I call you a whore. Even if it's true-"

"Don't ruin it," Melina replied sarcastically.

"He really does like you, y'know," Christian said, glancing at her.

"Who?"

"Your brainless luva, David,"

"He's not...like...what?"

"Your stumblings are cute," Melina grew silent for a moment before speaking.

"Really?"

"Hell yeah. I don't know how much, but I know you looooooooove him,"

"Do not,"

"Yeah, okay," Christian smirked sarcastically.

"I said do not!" Melina squealed, pinching him in the arm.

"What the hell! Did you just... pinch me?" Christian pinched her back

"You deserved it,"

"Did not,"

"Yeah, okay,"

"I said didn't," Christian pouted.

"So... What about you and Charli?"

"What about me an' her?" he asked, feinting innocence as well as ignorance.

"Funny, but I know you aren't as dense as you look. Do you... y'know... like her?"

"This isn't seventh grade,"

"You know what I mean. Quit stalling,"

"I...It wouldn't work out,"

"Why not?"

"She's um... It just wouldn't, okay?"

"You'll never know if you don't try!"

"What if I don't want to? God, you're slow. I don't like her! At least not more that a friend," So he was lying through his teeth. Like he was going to admit Charli practically made his knee collapse beneath him.

"Why are you leading her on?" Melina was sad...but only a little. She knew Charli

well enough to tell she was only pretending to sleep and listen to her music.

"Because it's cut- funny, to see her all flustered. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to sleep," he was confident he shook Melina off this time. Keyword this time.

Charli's eyes brimmed with tears that she blinked away. She could deal with being 'Just a friend'. But being a friend should have to hurt this much...