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bed!"
    "You what? What the hell is wrong with you?"
    "It's not like it was my first time in your bed Timmy! Anyway, I turned on the VCR and there it was, so I made a copy!"
    "You conniving little bitch!" Timothy yelled. 
    "You'll be back in my arms and my bed by the end of the weekend, I did you a favor. Your little whore won't want you anymore. Look she's already left you, probably out screwing someone else to get over you!"
    "Blair, you are the whore!  Since you want to share so much tonight, why don't we tell everyone how you slept with not only most of the hockey team but the football team as well!  You are and have been the problem!  I stopped wanting you a long time ago because you are a nasty slut.  I just kept you around because of the wild and filthy things you would let me do to you whore!  You will regret this!"
     
    He shook off the hold his friends had on him, he had to find Izzie and he had to explain to her what happened.  He ran outside and found her sitting by his car in tears. 
    "Take me home!" she yelled. 
    "Iz, baby, I'm sorry, let me explain."
    "Don't call me that!  You don't get to call me that anymore!"
    "Iz, please just listen to me."
    "Please don't talk to me, just take me home. I can't talk to you right now."
    "Izzie, please?"
    "Please, Timothy take me home."
    "Izzie, baby I'm so sorry! That tape was never ever supposed to get out! You have to believe me!"
    "Why do you have me on a tape? I thought you loved me how could you record those things? What was that? What am I to you? You know what, never mind, I don't want to hear it, please just take me home RIGHT NOW!"  She was sobbing.
    "Izzie I will take you home if you promise to just listen to me, please."
    Izzie reluctantly got in the car and Timothy started driving, he wasn't going to let her get out without telling her the full story, so he drove around aimlessly so that he could talk, he needed to start at the beginning.  He told her that he had noticed her years ago, before high school. 
    “You were walking down the hall with your friend Teddy, it was your fifth grade year, and the class bully Robbie Shields walked up to you two and started calling you terrible names and shoved you over.  I always hated that kid, such a punk.  Anyway, I was about to step in but you got right back in his face and slapped him, you were so brave, Iz. I knew you were special, do you remember what he did the next day? How he looked?”
    “Yes, I mean I remembered that he came and apologized.  I just figured a teacher called his parents. I couldn't bring myself to look him in the face; I was terrified of him.”
    “Hell no, those teachers didn't give a shit! He apologized because I beat his ass and told him if he ever bothered you again he was going to lose the use of his hands. And to top it off I told him he had to apologize in front of everyone.  That was for my enjoyment as much as it was yours," he chuckled slightly.
    “Why would you do that? You didn't even know me.” 
    “I just knew at that moment, I would do anything to take care of you Iz. I went home and told my mom about it that night.  I told her that I found the girl of my dreams that day. Why do you think no one ever bothered you?"
    “Because I did a good job of staying out of the way.”
    “Baby, you're the only black girl in school, there was really no amount of hiding you could do," he laughed.” Word spread about what happened to Robbie and no one wanted that same fate or worse.  I was already the biggest kid in the sixth grade and as the years passed I just got bigger.  No one challenged it, they knew the outcome.”
    “What about 'The Chers'?”
    “Yes they all knew.  Blair was content as long as we were together, she never fought it.  She always knew though.  I never in a million years figured that someone as smart and beautiful as you would ever be interested in me, but then I started hearing things about people catching you staring at me or doodling my name when