That Can't Sleep Love [Peter Turzynski]

[Bee Poplawski]

More like a hostage exchange than a date was what Bee was thinking when she rolled up to Pete's pad in his (their) hot rod, wearing his jacket over a tight blouse and skirt that hugged her hips. The pair had been off again, which meant Bee had been trying to spend time making Pete jealous without cramping her style. It was a difficult task in this city, what with all those squares running to and fro. Peter being the coolest guy she knew, maybe it was time they got back together. She didn't need the Nuns getting out of hand on her.

She was at least mildly bothered by Peter being the 'leader'. Everyone knew she could out drive him. Clearly she should be the one leading the groups or at least be second in command. But no. She was just 'Peter's girlfriend' to the Soul Sisters. Well, at least when they were together.

The drive to Stargazer's Peak was long and more than a little tense. Curt, short statements to one another. Polite, enough, but not the lovey dovey stuff they'd do when they were together.

Bee couldn't even remember why they broke up this time. Maybe it was boredom. Maybe it was because she wanted his car. In the end she'd managed to treat Freddy and Vicki and herself to some delicious milkshakes, on him.

Stargazer's Peak was a peace offering. They used to come up here to neck for awhile and she hoped that it would make getting back together easier. She liked Peter a lot. He was cool and dreamy and she would never tell him that lest it go to his head. But he was just her speed.

Bee put the car into park; some other rockets next to them were steamed up and rocking already. The city below them was illuminating the dark night, but some stars were still visible. Bee pulled Peter's jacket tighter around her shoulders, staring through the windshield, her lips pursed, only the sound of jostling cars next to them and the radio playing quietly.

"So are we getting back together or not?" she asked, glancing back toward her ex-boyfriend. She wasn't into seducing boys back to her side of the court. But if Peter made this difficult, then she'd have to knock his socks off like she did when they were together.

It only made sense for them to date again, right? Besides, maybe she could borrow the car without the threat of him stealing it back.

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[Peter Turzynski So excited! Sorry for the wait!]

[Peter Turzynski]

She'd stolen his car.

And his jacket.

And she'd used his money.

It was amazing. Bee had the balls to cross the two lines Peter never thought she would cross - and she dared stay behind the wheel of his car when she pulled up to the sidewalk in front of his apartment, the brown pools of her eyes revealing no trace of fear. Or regret. He felt his frustration boil into the beginning of anger. But she held the upper hand - he wouldn't tell her that, never in a million years - so he let loose his fingers from the fists they had balled into at the sight of her rolling up to him like she was Elizabeth Taylor 'bout to step onto the Red Carpet. Barely giving her a nod, both an indicator of thanks and hello, he got into the car, seating himself right next to her, giving the door a loud enough slam to indicate his less than jolly mood.

He kept his hands to himself throughout the ride. They were off these two weeks. But he knew they'd get back together sometime within the next few days - he loved her and she loved him and it did, despite their constant break ups, make sense to them both for two people in love to stick together.

Oh yeah, he loved her. He loved her like a snake loved the music of a pungi. She kept on crossing lines, and he kept on forgiving her. He wouldn't do that if she was some other broad.

They - she - pulled into the Peak. It was both a place of joy and misery, peaceful nights and angry shouting matches. Stargazer's Peak was host to more than its fair share of make-out and make-up sessions between the two of them. Depending on Bee's reasons for her actions over the past few weeks, this night could very well end with both.

"So are we getting back together or not?"

...Oh, Bee, ever so to the point.

Too bad he wasn't in the mood for speed.

"You stole my jacket," he said, his teeth grinding as his anger quietly grew. Damn the night - he was going to drag this for as long as it needed to be dragged. He wasn't giving into her so easily, no: she needed to learn her lesson.

[Bee Poplawski]

Peter was a real asshole. Bee knew that from the get go. But he was her asshole and she had no choice but to live with that. She was doing everything thing she thought would get him back in the mood for being her boyfriend short of a little rock n' roll in the backseat. Stargazer's Peak was the perfect place for it anyway. Everyone else up here was already doing the boogie woogie.

Her mouth formed a deep frown when his only response was that she stole his jacket.

Maybe she deserved a jacket too.

After so much loyalty to him and the Sons of Saints, maybe Bee Poplawski wanted a little recognition for being more than "Peter's girlfriend". Her hand tensed on the steering wheel for a moment before she turned the volume of the music down to a low hum. She debated about flipping up the collar and turning her back so he could see God's middle finger. But she sighed deeply instead, leaning forward so she could free herself from his stupid jacket. Used gum wrappers fell from the pockets. She'd been stuffing them in there for the last couple weeks. Once it was off she tossed it to him, still pouting.

"I was just borrowing it, Pete," she complained, crossing her arms and staring out the windshield. "It's not my fault you left it on the backseat." It was the car she was after in the first place. The jacket had been an added bonus in her attempt to make Peter regret their last fight. She just wanted the upper hand most of the time. Was that so much to ask for?

She reached across, her fingers dipping into the jacket pocket where she'd left some unopened gum and took it back so she could chew something for a little while. It wasn't like she was using her mouth for anything else right now.

"Don't tell me you're going to keep being mad about it?" It was like two weeks ago! Besides she'd just returned it. But Bee would probably never hear the end of it.

Great.

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[Peter Turzynski So excited! Sorry for the wait!]