Disclaimer: I do not own the Scott Pilgrim series or any of the characters mentioned in this story. All original characters and lines belong to Bryan Lee O'Malley and other respectable parties. This story is purely for entertainment purposes and not to be sold anywhere.

This is a work of fiction, any similarity or likeness to any events or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

A/N: Hello, hello! Voice4TheMute here! I almost made my deadline, but missed it by a couple of days. Oh well. So! This is the next chapter of Threshold and I hope you guys enjoy it! Where we left off…I believe Scott spilled the beans…yup, just spilled the beans. Let's see how this pans out, shall we?

On a side note, I update my dA page. Yes, I draw. Yes, I suck. But go check it out!

Voice4TheMute - name of my dA. Original, I know.

"I CHEATED ON RAMONA!"

"WHAT?"

"WHAT DID YOU DO?"

I couldn't keep it a secret anymore. It was like there was a bomb hidden under my shirt and I knew it wouldn't blow up…but the fact that it's there didn't make it any better. I love Ramona…and I needed help getting out of his hole that I found myself in. If there were anyone that could help me…it would be these guys…I hope.

"Scott, what are you DOING man? Cheating on Ramona? Tell me you're messing with us." Stephen Stills said as he started to shove me to the left.

"You cheated on Ramona…again? I mean, she'll forgive you once, but twice? That's no longer a mistake. That's something totally different." Wallace said, shoving me in the opposite direction.

"That's the thing! I…I don't remember cheating on her though." I admitted to them but they all looked at me confused.

"I don't get it. So…you cheated on her but you don't remember cheating on her. How does that work?" Neil said as he took a sip of his beer.

"I know I cheated on her. The girl told me the next day. But I don't remember that night. Like…at all. Too much alcohol I think…" I said to them, rubbing my head. "It sounds crazy, I know…but she told me I did. So…"

"Back up Scott…" Wallace said, sitting back in his chair, trying to take in everything that's been said so far. "…first off…who did you cheat with?"

"It was with…" I groaned, rubbing my hand with my face but then I held my tongue. I knew I already spilled the beans…but the least I can do is protect Lisa's dignity. "...with a girl I met after our meeting yesterday." They all looked at me funny again as I said that.

"That makes no sense Scott."

"Just…I don't want to give away her name alright? Let's just…call her 'Lauren' for now?" I said to them. "Kim and I were going home from Sneaky Dee's and Lauren came up and started talking to us. She…said something about meeting me before. I…vaguely remember her. And…" I struggled, trying to come up with an elaborate cover story…but failing hard at it.

"So…you met a girl that remembered you, you guys went home together, then you slept together?" Wallace asked, raising an eyebrow at my story.

"Um…yes?" I answered as Wallace sighed.

"Well…I guess we have no choice but to believe you. Afterall, she did say you hooked up with her."

"What am I going to do, guys?" I said, slamming my head down on the table, placing my hands on the top of my head and ruffling my hair in frustration. "I didn't want to cheat on her. I remember going to sleep without her and then I woke up in the middle of the night naked and she was laying right next to me. I-I don't even remember doing it, but the evidence was against me!"

"Scott, I think we all have to ask…do you still want the wedding or are you-"

"Of course I want the wedding! I love Ramona! With all my heart! This…this is just an unfortunate event that happened." I said to them. They all looked at me with looks of concern but they all nodded in agreement.

"Alright…we believe you. But seriously Scott, how can you pull that stuff FIVE DAYS before your wedding?" Stephen said as he took a sip of his beer. "Only you would find a way to screw something this important in the final week of planning."

"Well…did you talk to her? Do some damage control on the whole situation?" Neil asked me as I nodded at him.

"I talked to Li-Lauren the day after. We both agreed that we should just pretend like it never happened…" I said to him.

"So much for that, you just told us what happened."

"I know! I know! It's something I can't exactly keep a secret with, you know, MY WEDDING coming up. So what should I do you guys? Should I tell Ramona?" I asked them, looking up from the table. Wallace and Stephen were looking at each other. Neil, on the other hand, was looking at his phone.

"You should tell her."

"You totally shouldn't tell her."

"What the hell?" Wallace said in disbelief, looking over at Stephen. "Don't tell her? Why?"

"Well, why should her tell her? I mean, it's his WEDDING. We've been planning this thing for almost an entire year. The perfect date, the weather, the band. A lot of planning went into this. Scott, you said to love Ramona and that the entire thing was a mistake. So just take it as a mistake. That night never happened, right? It's what you guys agreed with."

"That's great and all, but this is Ramona and Scott's marriage we're talking about. I know you want to protect the wedding day, but their relationship will be built on a lie. You should come clean Scott. Tell her. If you're love is strong then-"Wallace started, but then was cut off by Stephen again.

"That's a horrible idea. He'll not only ruin the wedding day, but the relationship in a whole. Scott loves Ramona and the entire thing was one big fluke so-"

"If their relationship was strong then she would forgive him and-"

"But what if she doesn't?" I mumbled, head still on the table. "Not only did I hurt the one person I love, but I ruined everything."

"It's not all ruined. I mean…as far as everyone else knows, everything is fine and dandy. Only your groomsmen know so-"

"Guys, heads up. Here come the girls." Neil said as we all look towards the door to see Ramona, Kim, Julie, Knives, and Lisa walking towards our booth. Lisa locked eyes with me for a minute before looking away. Ramona was looking at me…and her soft eyes and appreciate smile was too much for me to handle at the moment. I scooted out of the booth so Julie and Ramona can get in, but I didn't sit back down.

"Come on, Scott. Sit. We have to talk about the wedding and stuff." Ramona said, smiling at me and patting an open space in the booth. I didn't respond right away, which made Ramona look at me with concern. "Um…Scott? Is everything ok?"

"S-Scott's fine!" Wallace instantly said as everyone looked over at him.

"Uh…yeah! He's…just about to go get some air. Right, Scott?" Stephen said out loud with a huge inflection in his voice.

"Um…yeah! I'm…going to get some air." I said as I slowly backed away from the booth.

"But wait. What about the stuff for the wedding?" Ramona asked.

"Uh! Scott already told us! We can tell you. Just…go get some air, ok Scott?" Wallace said, gesturing me to leave.

"Um…if you're going to get air, do you mind if I go with you? I need a smoke." Lisa said, putting a chair next to the booth.

"S-sure thing. Going to get some air. I'll be back in bit." I said to them as I headed towards the exit with Lisa. As soon as we walked out of Sneaky Dee's Lisa quickly stepped in front of me with her arms on her hips.

"Scott! What the hell? Why was Stephen and Wallace acting defensive? And why are you sweating so much?" Lisa asked as I looked around us, making sure no one around can hear us.

"I…I may have told them about what happen last night." I admitted to her. Lisa instantly slapped her forehead and ran her hand down her face.

"Dammit Scott! What the hell! I thought we agreed that night never happened, remember? We're doing it for the wedding. For Ramona." Lisa said to me as I gestured her to settle down.

"C-calm down Lisa!" I said as I looked around me to see some people looking at us, but it look like they weren't paying attention to the conversation. "I didn't tell them who I cheated with, I just told them that I cheated on Ramona. No names."

"No names? You sure?" Lisa asked as I nodded my head. She sighed as she walked towards the sidewalk and sat down, burying her face in her hands. "Oh God…what are we going to do now…"

"Wallace told me to tell Ramona…"

"WHAT?"

"B-BUT! Stephen said that I shouldn't! I guess the guys are also conflicted on what to do from here." I said as she let out groan of frustration. "And…I don't know what I should do myself. I mean…I love Ramona and…"

"Scott…? Can I make an observation?" Lisa chimed, raising her head from her hands.

"Uh…sure."

"You've been saying that a lot."

"Saying what."

"You 'love Ramona'. That you 'love Ramona'. Well…for someone who fell for temptation, you still seem pretty solid about your love her. I mean…are you saying that because it's true or are you saying that just to put your mind at ease?"

"I…I…" I stuttered. I do love Ramona. With all my heart! So…why am I struggling to confirm that I love her? "I do love Ramona. I mean…right?"

"Well…let's just say from my point of view…it doesn't seem so." Lisa said as took out a cigarette and placed it between her lips. I gulped loudly as I heard her say that. I saw her take out her lighter and light her cigarette. After one drag she exhaled and looked over at me.

"What do you mean?"

"Well…you're the one that confined in me that you're having second thoughts about marriage. Not your feelings about Ramona, though, but marriage. But now I'm wondering...are you really in love with Ramona?" Lisa asked.

"Of…of course I am." I said, looking down at the ground. "…but…ever since you told me that you like me, my mind has been all over the place." I rubbed my head and closed my eyes. "There's the whole 'cheating' thing then there's the wedding and then there's your feeling to consider…"

"Scott…why would you be concerned about my feelings?" Lisa asked.

"I don't know…maybe…maybe I'm slightly curious about what the future would have been like if we went out." I said to her. This comment stopped Lisa in mid-drag. She started to cough as she put out her cigarette. "Are you ok?"

"Is that what's been on your mind the entire time? You've been…thinking about me?" She said in disbelief. She didn't sound offended, however. If anything, she sound flattered. I took a seat right next to her and sighed.

"I guess. Hear me out." I said as she nodded. "Marriage is committing to one person, forever. I guess I never realize how long 'forever' is." I said. "But don't get me wrong! I mean, the idea of spending the rest of my life with Ramona sounds great! But…I guess there's that tiny voice in the back of my mind saying 'you'll miss being single' and 'you'll may miss out on someone great'. At the time…that would have never been an issue. I've been with Ramona for so long that no one really came along and reminded me on how good single life may be. But then you came along…and the thoughts of dating other girls…the idea that I'll never get to date again…and…"

"I get it Scott. I do." Lisa said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "One girl, forever and ever. It's a huge commitment. You're closing a lot of doors by getting married. But you're also opening a lot of other doors as well. I mean…we're growing up Scott."

"Growing up is hard…" I mumbled. I heard Lisa sigh as she scooted closer to me, leaning against my body.

"Ok Scott…I want to help you. I really do. What can I do to help you through this?"

"I don't know. If I knew, I would tell you…"

"Well…you said that you're scared that you might miss being single. And apparently, me confessing to you cause some kind of mental trauma for you…so why don't we try to kill two birds with one stone?" Lisa said, suddenly sitting upright. I turned my head and looked at her questioningly.

"W-What do you mean?"

"Take me on a date!" Lisa said, rather loudly and full of excitement. I, on the other hand, leaned away from her.

"How will that solve anything?" I said, even more confused and conflicted than ever.

"Hear me out! You said you might miss dating right? And my confession just added a whole mess of problems so by taking me out, you'll get to experience dating one last time as well as pan out to see if 'we' could ever be a viable couple. Wouldn't you agree that would put some questions to rest?"

As scary as it sounds, she makes a good point. Going on a date with Lisa would make me experience dating again…and it will answer one of the biggest unanswered questions in my life.

"I don't know about this…" I said, rubbing my face. "I already cheated on Ramona with you. Now you want me to take you on a date? Are you sure you're not trying to break us up?" I joked as Lisa punched me on the arm.

"Don't even say that Scott! I'm trying to help you out, remember? Besides…how do you think I feel about this?" Lisa asked, her face showing a slight shade of red. For some reason, her embarrassment was making me feel embarrassed as well. "For you, it's for peace of mind…but for me…it'll be like the real thing…"

"Lisa…"

"So don't mess it up, alright? Or else you'll never receive me blessing to marry Ramona." Lisa said, winking playfully at me.

"Your blessing? What are you, her dad? I already went through that and let me tell you…"

"Haha, I know Scott. I know. But…seriously." Lisa started, sighing a bit. "Treat it like the real thing. Or else you won't be able to convince yourself and you'll land back to square one again. Ok?"

"Ok. I will. But what will I tell the others? I mean…" I said, scratching my head.

"Tell them you'll be out for the day. Taking care of loose ends for the wedding. Ramona will understand."

"And the guys?"

"Mmm…I say keep it on the low for now. I mean, it's bad enough that you told them. Tell them your experience afterwards. Maybe they'll help you come to a revelation." Lisa said as she got up and dusted herself off. "And remember Scott. Treat it like the real thing, alright? No talk about the wedding, no talk about exe's. The usual 'first date' thing."

"Alright. I will." I said with a smile.

"Good." Lisa said, smiling back. "I look forward to our date then. Going back in. I'll see you inside." She said as I saw her walk to the front door of Sneaky Dee's. As she got there, the door opened and Kim was there at the doorway, looking at me.

"There you are. Are you not coming in or something? Ramona's getting worried." Kim said.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm coming in…" I said, dusting myself off as well.

Oh man…a date with Lisa Miller. I don't know what I'm more worried about. The date? Or the fact that I'm actually looking forward to it.

Threshold 035: Something New

Wednesday

It was noon and I was sitting on a bench in Hillcrest Park. It was a warm spring day. Ramona always wanted to get married in the spring. She says it's around the time we met or something…April I think? I'm more of a fall person…maybe even winter…anytime I can wear my blue parka is a good season. I looked down at my own clothes: blue jeans, orange shirt with red outlines, and my best pair of blue shoes. Simple, but it was the 'nicest' outfit I own.

Calm down Scott…no need to be nervous. I mean…she'll be here. Wait, why are you getting excited for? Are you actually looking forward to this date with Lisa miller? Great….she told me to take this 'date' seriously…and I did. I'm in the best outfit I own, plus I got here on time. I'm just scared that…

"Scott?"

"AHH! I'm not doing anything wrong!" I instantly yelled, raising my hands up in defense and shutting my eyes. Nothing happen in the first second, but the next second came with a punch on the top of my head. "Oww…" I rubbed my head and opened one eye. My vision fixed on the figure in front of me, but I couldn't identify the figure. "Lisa…?"

"Lisa? Again? Do I need to hit you harder to remember my name?" The voice said as I opened both my eyes. The blurred vision began to focus and I instantly recognized the person as Kim.

"Kim?"

"Again…glad it didn't take you three guesses." Kim said, crossing her arms. "What are you doing here Scott? Don't you have wedding stuff you need to take care of? Maybe even some sleep?"

"Sleep?" I asked.

"Yes, sleep. It was hard to sleep with you constantly moving in your room. I swear, I have no idea what's going on in that room, and honestly I don't want to know. But by the sounds of it, it ain't sleeping." Kim said, taking a seat right next to me.

"I'm…not sleeping?" I asked her. I received a hard nudge as a response.

"How can you not remember if you're sleeping or not? Jesus Scott...you do fall asleep, but it takes you an eternity to do so. I have to sleep later than I'm use to thanks to your sudden development of insomnia. I have to wait until you pass out so I can start brushing my teeth." Kim said, rubbing her eyes. "Maybe that whole 'week of separation' you agreed with Ramona was a bad idea. Granted, it gave me piece of mind, but sleeping way later than normal is starting to act like a liability."

"Wait, Ramona and I agreed to separate for a week?" I said in shock, but received another sharp nudge from Kim.

"It's amazing you remember how to breathe! Ramona said it would make your wedding night more 'special'. It's a gross thought, but you, quite reluctantly I might add, agreed to it. Haven't you notice that Ramona hasn't come over in the past two nights?" Kim said as I retracted back to my mind.

Well…now that she mentions it…I remember agreeing to something like that with Ramona. But with the whole 'Lisa' situation, I guess I lucked out…or maybe not. If Ramona stayed the night then I wouldn't have slept with Lisa! Arg…'what if' questions. Bane of my existence. But at least last night I remember going to sleep and waking up alone. My dreams on the other hand…

"Hey! Are you even listening to me? The least you can do is listen to me since you have all the time in the world just to sit here and-"

Oh crap! Time! I looked at my watch and saw that it was about time to meet Lisa. Kim can't be here. No one I know can see us together! I quickly got up, pulling Kim to her feet as well.

"Ow! What the hell, Scott?"

"Kim! Uh…don't you have to be somewhere?"

"No. It's my day off and I already checked on the place for the reception after the wedding." Kim said, crossing her arms. "What's with you, you seem…twitchy."

"I'm fine but…you have to go! Now!" I said to her, but she glared at me harder.

"No. Not 'til you tell me what's going on."

She has to leave! Lisa will be here at any moment! "I'll…I'll get you a donut if you leave now!" I said to her as she raised her eyebrow.

"A donut?"

"From Ol' Santos'." I said as I saw a flicker of desire in Kim's eyes.

"…make it a Turtle donut and I'm gone. And don't smash it." She said, turning her back to me.

"Yes, ok. Just go." I begged as I saw her start to leave. I thought I was in the clear but Kim turned around and looked at me dead in the eyes.

"Something's going on Scott…and I will find out…" She said, turning forward and walked away. I took a big sigh of relief, flopping back down on the bench again.

"Oh thank God she's gone." I said, closing my eyes and placing my hands over my face. "I don't know what would happen if she was still here when Lisa shows up."

"Talking about me, Scott Pilgrim?" A voice chimed in front of me as I removed my hands away from my face. I opened my eyes to see Lisa Miller staring at me, right in front of my face.

"L-Lisa!"

"That's my name!" She playfully said, standing upright. I got a good look at what she was wearing: a white spaghetti string dress that went down to her knees, a red sash around her waist, and matching white heels. Her makeup was light, not that she really needed it. One thing that I found fascinating about Lisa Miller is her ability to look good without makeup. There was a familiar smell around her as well. I couldn't put my finger on it though. Her eyes were following my eyes and I looked up and down her body and she placed her hands on her hips. "Scott Pilgrim, are you undressing me with your eyes?"

"W-What? No! I was…just…you look good today." I said, feeling slightly embarrassed saying that out loud. My comment hit home as Lisa looked surprised by that comment.

"Oh…t-thanks. This is just an old dress I own and the red sash is actually a scarf. Nothing special. White heels… I took some of Kim's perfume though. It smells nice." She said, looking away from me.

Ahh…Kim's perfume. Wait, Kim wears perfume? "Well, it works, I guess. You naturally look good so…" I said to her as I saw her get more and more embarrassed by my comment. "…I mean…!"

"Thanks Scott." She said, smiling at me. Her face was soft…dare I say, vulnerable. Something was telling me that my small complements weren't as small as she was taking them. I saw her eyes look up and down my body. "You look…" She started, but then started to pout at me. "Scott! I told you to take this seriously!" She yelled at me as I looked down at my own outfit then back at hers. Yes…there was a drastic difference between us, but it was the nicest outfit I own, I swear!

"H-Hey! I'm a prep-cook for crying out loud! I can't own blazers or sports coats or anything! This is the nicest thing I own! You have no idea how long it took me to find these clothes!" I tried to reason with her, but then she started to giggle to herself. "…what's so funny?"

"Oh…it's nothing really. Something told me I shouldn't dress up so nicely for this. I figured you wouldn't have a fancy 'get-up' to go on a date and I was right." She said as I frowned at her. "But to tell you the truth…I always thought that if we were to go on a date, you would were something like that. I guess it kinda confirms my thoughts back then."

"I see." I said, getting up. "Well…I guess we should go going, right?" I said, offering an arm for her to wrap around. It was embarrassing…and I felt slightly guilty about it, but the whole point in going on this date is to experience dating life one last time. Lisa slowly looped her arm around mine and slightly pressed against me.

"Yeah…we should." She said, a slight shade of pink on her face. For some reason, I couldn't peel my eyes off her. There were so many thoughts racing through my head. I was worried about how this date will turn out, what will happen if anyone sees us, what she expected from the date. "Are you ok, Scott?"

"Huh? Sorry…it's just….I guess I'm nervous, is all…"

"Oh. Well…do you want to know a secret?"

"Um…sure?"

"I'm nervous too…" She said, squeezing my arm with hers. It only made me feel more uneasy about going on with this date.

"You know Lisa, I think…"

"Scott. Don't finish that statement." She warned me as I looked into her eyes.

"Wha-"

"Scott…for the next twelve hours, I'm yours. If you want to go walk around the park, then I'll go. If you just want to stand here and be nervous, then I'm ok with that as well. But just know…when these twelve hours are up…then I'm free to go. When midnight comes around…that night as well as this date…" Lisa started, looking away from me.

"Lisa…"

"…never happened." She said with a low tone. It's then I realize that she wasn't really doing this for me. In a sense…she was doing it for herself. Just yesterday she told me she had feelings for me. I always considered Lisa as a big unanswered question…but never did I think it was the same for her. She's looking at a lose-lose situation here. She's on this date to help me overcome my insecurities of marriage. There's nothing for her to gain from this. There will be no second date…no chance that we could ever get together.

The least I can do I make it feel real…for her. I brought her closer to me, which caused her to look at me. "So Lisa…how was that history exam? Professor Monroe was pretty brutal with those questions, huh?" I said to her as I saw her smile at me. It was genuine. A smile I saw over and over during high school.

"Y-yeah…do you remember what you go for number six?" She said as we started to walk forwards. To where, I didn't know. I really didn't have a plan for this date. All I wanted to do was make it feel we were back in high school once more…make it feel like we were sixteen without a care in the world.

"I think the answer was sixty-four."

"Scott…the exam was about the French Revolution…" She said, nudging me.

"Oh…no wonder my answer for number five seemed off…"

8:00 PM

"And then she was all 'I swear to God, Lisa Miller, if you think you can…'" Lisa said out loud as we continued to walk down the busy streets of Toronto. I checked my watch to see that eight hours already pass since we started our date and all we've done was reminisce and at like we were in high school. We shared stories of the past, conversations we had, funny moments, and sad moments. We manage to compress our entire two years of high school together in almost eight hours. It wasn't until my stomach started to rumble where the reminiscing stopped. "…Scott was that your stomach speaking? Man what time is it?" She checked her watch. "Whoa…eight already? Man…we've been talking for awhile now, huh?"

"Yeah…no kidding. How about we get something to eat?" I said, looking around. The area looked very familiar. If my memory serves me right, then there's a restaurant I wanted to take her. "…feel like sushi?"

"Mmm…I love sushi. You know what's my favorite? Salmon sushi. I swear it's the best-"

"Food substance known to man?" I completed her sentence as she looked at me amazed.

"Yeah! Scott, you need to get out of my head, man!" She said as we started to head to my favorite sushi restaurant. Her playful comment was sticking to me longer than I felt comfortable with. With Lisa…talking to her felt easy. They felt…natural. All her memories were my memories as well. She knew all my stories since she was there and vice versa. But then thing was they were never boring stories. Even though we both knew the outcome, we found it interesting nevertheless. Even the most boring stories of us eating during lunch seemed like an adventure when we talked about it. But there was so much I didn't know about Lisa…like what happen after I left St. Joel's. We got to the sushi place and walked inside where the waitress greeted us.

"Welcome! For one?" She asked as Lisa and I looked at each other.

I guess she means one couple. "Uh…sure." I said as she walked over to a table that seated two people. We followed her and took out seats. She placed the menus down on the table and I took it, looking it over.

"So we'll get a couple of order of salmon sushi. Is there anything else you want, Lisa?" I asked her, lowering the menu. In her hands was the 'drinks of the day' menu.

"How about some sake bombs?"

"Sake bombs? Like Sex Bob-ombs?" I said, rather confused. She shook her head as she placed the menu down.

"No you idiot. Sake bombs. It's a beer cocktail. It's when you pour sake into a shot glass and drop it into beer." She said as I took the drinks menu and looked at it. It didn't seem that expensive…not that I was paying for all of this. Wallace allowed me eating expenses…at least until the wedding was finished. "And look, if we order five, we can keep the shot glass."

Well…it'll be nice to have something to remember this day… "That sounds cool…I guess." I said to myself as I saw the waitress come back with a glass of water. "Um…excuse me? I would like to order. Uh…we'll take an order of salmon nigirizushi and five sake bombs please." I said as the waitress looked at me funny.

"…you want five of them?" She repeated as I nodded in agreement.

"We want the shot glass." I said as Lisa nodded as well. The waitress looked over at Lisa then back at me.

"Um…ok. Coming right up." She said as she walked away from us. Lisa watched her walk away before turning towards me.

"Was it me, or did she seem weird?"

"I don't know…" I said as I looked at her. I saw the clock over her shoulder and sighed. "Oh man…Ramona is going to have a cow when she sees me not there at Sneaky Dee's…"

"Ahh! Shh! Don't say that!" Lisa said, 'shh'ing me silent. "We agreed! No wedding talk! No talking about Ramona or them. We can talk about Kim if you want. She was part of our past afterall." That got me thinking again. What did happen after I left St. Joel's.

"Now that you mention it…Kim. Whatever happened to her?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean…after I left St. Joel's." I said as she looked away from me.

"Oh…"

"Oh…?"

"Let's change the rules. No talking about Ramona OR Kim, alright?" Lisa said, smiling at me.

"No way! You just said I could talk about Kim, and I want to. I left near the end of our senior year. You know…after I told you that I was leaving and…" I started, suddenly feeling guilty of past Scott's actions. "…not telling Kim." Lisa sighed as she propped an arm on the table and laid her head against it.

"Fine…if you really want to know…she was devastated."

"D-devastated? Isn't that a harsh word to use to describe-?"

"No. It's accurate. Scary accurate. After you left without telling her…she felt betrayed. What's worse is when I told her, she called me a bitch and a liar."

"She what?" I said, surprised. "But you two where so close!"

"That's what I thought too…but she went into this rant about me trying to steal you away from her. I guess it's one of those things that have been in the back of her mind for so long. I guess I don't blame her though…she had every right to be concerned about me. Afterall, I did have feelings for you…and she knew about it."

"She knew you had feelings for me?" I repeated as she nodded.

"She did…and it's why she kept you close. We were best friends…but she's always been weary of me. Maybe it's because we have so much in common, I guess. I mean…if it wasn't for her, I would have tried to go after you myself. But you were so damn fast with Kim that I didn't have my chance." Lisa said, sighing.

"I'm…sorry?" I said, not really sure how I should respond to that. "So…what happen after I left?"

"Kim went into a depression. She refused to talk to me. She refused to talk to anyone, really. And let me tell you, dating the guy that single-handedly took on Benvie Tech brought attention to Kim. So when word got around that you left her, everyone was trying to be sympathetic to her. But she didn't take it. She just…balled up her feelings and remained emotionless."

"My God…I didn't know…"

"The only time we heard her talk is when she gave her speech at graduation. It was heart-filled…inspiring…but all at the same time we all saw what was really going on up there. She was suffering. All of her emotions, her angst, her frustrations, her worries…they were all hidden inside her speech. She was crushed…but she wanted to show that she will get over it." I looked down at the table and rotated the glass of water on the bottom edge of the glass.

"I…I didn't know…"

"You did a number to that girl's psyche, Scott. She really saw a future with you. But…I guess things happen for a reason, right? I mean, here I thought Kim would have ripped you a new one when she found you, but she seems very humble about it all, especially with the wedding-"

"Ah! I thought we agreed not to talk about the wedding!" I said, catching her off guard.

"Oh! Dammit! You're right…sorry." She apologized as the food we order came, as well as the sake bombs. I was appreciative of the food, but the hole in my stomach wasn't because of hunger now.

"So…I really messed things up with her when I left…didn't I?" I said as I saw the waitress start setting up the first sake bomb in front of me.

"Unfortunately, yeah…you did." She said as the waitress finished up and walked away. "Now what you have to do is slam the table and that'll cause the sake to drop into the beer and…!" Lisa explained, but I already slammed down on the table out of frustration. "S-Scott…" I took the glass and started drinking it all down in a few gulps.

"Sorry…I just needed a drink at the moment. That's all. We'll do the next one together." I said to her. It sucks to feel that I wronged someone…it especially sucks when I now know I wronged both my fiancée and her maid of honor. I had to do what was right…I have to talk to Kim.

11:30 PM

"Scott…" An intoxicated Lisa said as we walked up the stairs that lead to my apartment. "…I can't believe you ordered five more sake bombs…"

"I can't believe that waitress gave me beef about ordering five more sake bombs…" I mumbled, feeling the alcohol affect the way I was thinking. "…we were ordering patrons. They didn't have to kick us out like that."

"Well…we were there for a long time…" Lisa reasoned, holding my arm tight so she doesn't fall down the stairs.

"Whatever…we got our shot glasses, right?" I said, patting my pocket where the glasses were held. It took me awhile, but I mange to find my keys and open the door. There was no one inside. It would seem that Kim and them haven't left Sneaky Dee's. "They're not here. I guess they're still at Sneaky Dee's. Maybe I should go there and…" I said, turning around and start my decent down the stairs. But I was held back by Lisa. She was gripping my arm and preventing me from going down.

"So that's it? You're not going to let me have the last thirty minutes of our date?"

I looked over Lisa's shoulder to see the stove time. It read some time around eleven-thirty. I looked back at Lisa and her face said it all. "I…um…no." I said, looking back inside. "W-would you like to come inside?" I asked as she nodded her head and walked in. I walked in as well, closing the door behind me.

"Scott…today was really fun. I want you to know that." She said as she continued to walk through the living room and into the hallway that lead to my bedroom. "Granted, I had my own idea how this date would go. I'd always image we would get ice cream or go see a movie…"

"Sorry about that…I guess we spent a lot of that time talking…" I said, scratching my head. She stopped in front of my room and opened the door.

"It's ok. I actually enjoyed the conversations more than I thought…" She said, looking over her shoulder to me. "So…do you want to keep talking…?" Lisa asked, stepping inside my room. I gulped hard as suddenly my mind starting to think of impure thoughts.

C-calm down Scott. Don't think like that. She wouldn't…would she? Well…she did say that she'll forget that this date happened at midnight…but what could she…?

"Scott…you coming?"

"Um…yeah! I guess…" I said as I did my best to soberly walk to my room. I saw Lisa, sitting at the foot of my bed, her arms propped up behind her. She was looking at me strangely. The look of desire…want…lust…it's the first time I've ever seen her look at me like that. What was scary was how drawn in I was because of it.

Get a hold of yourself Scott! It's the alcohol! It's all of that alcohol! This….this isn't real! This is how you got into trouble in the first place!

"L-Lisa…wait." I said but she sprung herself off my bed and rested both of her hands on my chest, her face getting close to mine. "W-Whoa there!"

"You're breath smells like beer and sake…" Lisa whispered. I instantly sucked in my lips and closed my mouth as tightly as I could.

"S-Sorry…" I mumbled out. Lisa rested her head on top of her hands and sighed.

"Scott…today will probably be one of my most cherished memories of you. I will remember today until the day I die. But at the same time…it'll be one of my worst memories…it will almost mark the day that I must give you up…" Lisa said, her voice shaking a bit.

"Lisa…"

"I also have another memory. A memory that marked a day that I would always remember…for both good and bad. Do you know what it is?" She said as she looked up into my eyes. Her eyes were watery…threatening to cry at any moment.

"W…what?" I asked.

"The day you and Kim got together…"

11:57

"Why…?"

"When you guys broke the news…all I ever wanted to do was support my best friends…" Lisa said, slowly gripping my shirt. "But at the same time…I wanted to break you two up…"

11:58

"…You two were so in sync with each other. You two had chemistry…a connection that most people search the rest of their lives searching for…" Lisa said. "I knew that I had to give you up. I knew that one day, I would have to give up my dreams of just lounging around in the park with you…"

11:59

"…talking about absolutely nothing but finding the conversation interesting never the less. Sitting on a bench, watching people walk by as we hold hands. I dreamed that one day we would walk each other home from St. Joel's…our arms wrapped around each other…and when we got to my house…you would kiss me goodbye and tell me you'll see me in the morning…" Lisa said as she looked into my eyes. My eyes were lock into hers as I found myself lowering down towards Lisa. Something was drawing me towards her. Something wanted me to make her wish come true. Something…wanted me to kiss Lisa.

"Lisa…I…"

"Scott…please…" She softly said, her lips inches away from mine. I closed my eyes. I knew what I was about to do was wrong…but I couldn't help myself. She was so close to me…and I wanted her…

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Wha…?

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

What the hell is that beeping?

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I opened my eyes to see Lisa's face staring right back at me. We moved our faces away from each other to look at the source of the beeping. It was coming from Lisa's watch. Her watch was beeping at us. Lisa sighed as she reached down and pressed a button to make the noise stop.

"What was that…?" I asked as she backed away from me.

"My time is up…silly. It's midnight."

"Midnight?"

"Yes…midnight. Our date is officially over." She said as she walked around me to get to the bedroom door. I quickly turned around to see Lisa holding my door open, already halfway outside.

"Lisa, wait…"

"It's over Scott. I told you when I met you…as soon as midnight comes…this date as well as that night…it never happened." She said, turning her head away from me. But there was no hiding it. She was in pain. The small tear that manages to steam down her cheek told me so. "You have a lot of planning to do today Scott. You're wedding is tomorrow afterall…"

"Lisa! Wait! I…"

"I wish you the best of luck…" Lisa said as she slowly closed the door.

To Be Continued…!

Threshold 036: Something Borrowed

Until Next Time…!