Call Tiffany and let her know what happened.

"Hey John! You called sooner than I was expecting!" You heard Tiffany answer back cheerfully.

"TIFFANY, I NEED HELP, I THINK I MADE ZEKE ANGRY AND NOW HE'S PROBABLY GONNA GET HIS ENTIRE SOCCER TEAM TO KILL ME IN MY SLEEP AND I NEED ADVICE- HELP" You calmly and rationally told her.

"Wait, okay, what? Slow down, please?" Tiffany replied. "Like, calm down and tell me what happened. I don't get what you're freaking out about."

For the next few minutes, you've explained to Tiffany everything that happened earlier. You went to describe how Zeke thought you didn't know you were a part of her plan to make Zeke jealous, so he tried to convince you to break up with her in order to skip all the nonsense, but you got pissed off at him for acting like a douche and calling you a random nobody, so you went ahead and taunted him by saying that you didn't care that Tiffany might be manipulating you and that you were going make Tiffany fall in love with you anyway to piss him off, and then you realized what you've done and now you can't calm down because **** looms over your shoulder.

As you finished explaining, Tiffany was silent for a few seconds, before responding, "Wow."

"I fucked up, didn't I?" You asked, dreading to know how much.

"Actually, no! This is perfect! God, I can't believe how awesome you are!"

You blanched in confusion, not expecting the praise, "Come again?"

"I didn't expect Zeke to figure out that I was just doing this to make him jealous." She explained, "Since he knew everything, he would have been way too confident and easygoing about all this, which completely defeats the point of what I'm trying to do here. But now that you told him off and bragged about how you were going to somehow make me fall in love with you for realsies, Zeke has an actual reason to be jealous and worried about losing me now! John, you are a genius!"

You wanted to correct her by explaining how you did all this because you were pissed off and weren't thinking clearly, but decided against it since you really didn't see how that would make a difference...

"Zeke is probably completely paranoid about me being falling into your trap and that I'll start liking you more than him! He has no idea who you are, so he doesn't know if he should be worried if you really are better than him! This is going to eat him away and keep him up for the whole night!" She giggled in triumph, probably dancing around in place.

"Listen, Tiffany," you interrupted her, "I'm super stoked that me pissing Zeke off is such a great idea and will help your plan and everything, but can you please tell me whether I'm going to die or not from soccer balls?"

She scoffs playfully, "Stop being such a worrywart, John! Zeke's not going to do anything to you! Everyone knows that he's a pacifist."

"Yeah, well, a pacifist can still stop being a pacifist once you push him over the edge far enough! I've seen these things in movies, Tiffany!"

"Relax already. Even if Zeke wasn't a pacifist, he still wouldn't be caught dead trying to pick a fight with another student. The teachers and principals would eat him alive and suspend him from playing in any more school soccer matches. If you haven't already figured it out yet, soccer is pretty much Zeke's life."

Hearing that makes you just a bit relieved and a tiny bit less paranoid...

Still, you don't know when the feeling that someone is secretly stalking you will go away anytime soon. You've been looking over your shoulder to potentially avoid any "accidental" soccer balls that might be aimed at your head for the past ten minutes now.

"Hey John?" You heard Tiffany call out softly through your phone.

The way her tone sounded so gentle, it piqued your intrigue enough to get your mind off of Zeke.

"Yeah?" You reply back.

"I... I just... Thank you. For doing this." She started, "I know how annoyed you must be for having to deal with this. I mean, I got you into this without any warning, after all. Plus, I know you probably really don't like me that much..."

You stayed silent, letting her continue.

"But instead of leaving me hanging, you still decided to help me out. Even after I accidentally offended you back on the rooftops... I appreciate that. I really do. So thank you for still sticking with me. Thank you so much for everything you've done." She told you gratefully.

You scratched your head awkwardly, before replying, "Alright, calm down Tiffany. You're acting like I just finished saving your life from a burning building. All this thanks is unwarranted, especially since we haven't even gotten started yet."

"Oh- I didn't mean-..." You almost heard her stuttering across the phone, "I mean, yes. Right. Okay. I'll... I'll call you later then. I have a sort of step by step plan on how to punish Zeke. I'll let you know the details sometime tomorrow, okay?"

You sighed, "Alright."

"I swear I'll make it all up to you soon, John." She reassured you.

You chuckled sarcastically, "After all this trouble, I better get something better than another handjob."

"Deal!" She immediately agreed.

You flinched, before worriedly correcting her, "Nonono! I was just making a joke! You don't have to-"

"Well I wasn't joking. I promise you John, once this is all over, I will rock your entire world with the greatest reward ever!" She giggled. "Okay, see you later John!"

"Wait wait-"

She hung up.

...

Welp... Something to look forward too, I guess?

Ugh... God damn it...

Okay, whatever then.

Now, how are you going to explain all this shit to Bella? You don't really think she'll take kindly to the fact that you're involved with such a stupid prank against Zeke, especially when it involves pretending to be someone else's boyfriend.

Jesus, and it hasn't even been a single day yet since you lost your virginity to her!

How is she going to react to this? You already know that she's had two boyfriends in the past who cheated on her for someone else, and you don't want her to have another shitty relationship again! ESPECIALLY SINCE THE RELATIONSHIP HAS ONLY LASTED A SINGLE DAY, FUCK, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

"Hello, John."

You squeaked in fear, slowly turning around to see Bella with her bags ready.

Speak of the devil and he will come over to beat you senseless, I guess.

"H...Hey Miss Cardigan!" You nervously waved at her.

She looked at you with her strict and cold stare that she's always had on ever since you've known her. It unnerved you a bit.

Does she already know? Is she mad? Is she disappointed?

Did she find out because of the rumors? Have they spread around that quickly already? Or was she in the lunchroom at the time when Tiffsny suddenly came up and kissed you?

She looked around to see everyone else has already left. You two were all alone.

Then she loosened up and took her glasses off, giving you a sweet smile, "The coast is clear! You can call me Bella again!"

You relaxed, giving a huge sigh of relief.

Bella walked up to you and grabbed your face before smushing your lips against hers. You returned it in full ****, the stress of today finally leaving your body as you hugged Bella and made out with her.

Still, you couldn't help but feel guilty over what happened today. You needed to tell her what happened. It would be wrong otherwise to lie to her and keep her in the dark. She deserves to know.

And if she decides that you're a worthless creep and starts hating you for it...

Well...

I mean, you kinda had it coming when you didn't refuse Tiffany's handjob despite knowing for a fact that it's a betrayal to Bella.

You break away from the kiss, and sighed sadly, "Bella, I need to tell you-"

She interrupted you by roughly kissing you again. You were surprised, but allowed her to ravage your mouth just a little bit longer, before you broke away again to start over.

"Bella, something happened today that-"

Bella interrupted you AGAIN by shoving the back of your head towards her and sticking her tongue down your mouth. She roughly grabbed your arms and **** it under her shirt to let you grope her boobs.

You briefly got lost in the kiss and mindlessly groped her boobs for god knows how long, enjoying the sexual tension as you felt your erection rising up again for another round.

But you snapped out of it and gently pushed her back, "Bella, please, I need to-"

"I already know about the Tiffany girl!" She interrupted you again.

You blinked.

...

"Wait, what?" You asked, not expecting this turn of events.

She frowned a bit, before burying her face in your shoulders as she hugged you. "I already know... She's the other girl in your life, isn't she?"

Wait, the other who in the what now?

"She's the girl that you have a complicated relationship with... Where you can't decide whether you love each other or not." She rubbed your back comfortingly, "I knew this would happen... I just didn't think it'd be so soon..."

Wait, is she talking about- oh god damn it, she's got Tiffany confused with Shelly!

"No, Bella, wait, you have the wrong idea!" You explained to her, "She wasn't the girl I was talking about yesterday. That was... another girl..."

Bella pulled away to look at you in surprise, "You mean there's another one besides her?"

Oh jeez, now that you said it out loud, you really had to wonder how you got into this unique and strange position in your life.

"I... Tiffany- she... I know how it looks but this whole situation with Tiffany just started today! I didn't even know something like this would happen!" You tried to explain.

Bella sighed sadly. "What is it with high school students always having complicated relationships..."

"Look, Tiffany isn't-"

She shushed you, before pecking you on the lips. Then she said, "Don't worry. I trust you."

"W-What?" You stuttered in confusion.

"I knew something like this would happen. I expected that there might be other girls in your life... I'm the fully grown adult trespassing on a highschool boy's life, after all... But still, I trust you."

"But... But why-"

"John, if there's one thing I've learned from my own experiences as a teenager, I've learned that teenagers are all idiots. Myself included." She caressed your cheek, before continuing, "You let your emotions control you, you don't think rationally until it's already too late, and you always end up scrambling to fix the shattered pieces that you've left behind in your mess. But I've already accepted that something like this would happen. Despite it all, you're still just a horny highschool boy who can't keep his emotions in check." She chuckled, patting your crotch playfully.

You didn't really know how to respond to any of this...

"Whatever it is with Tiffany that you're going through, whether you have some sort of confusingly sexual or complicated romantic relationship with her, I'm willing to wait for you to settle it until it's finished."

"Wait, but that's not-"

She shushed you again, "I already told you all this yesterday, remember? I don't mind if you're with other girls, because I trust that you'll still think about me and remember me as your first. After all, I know that you still love me..."

"But... But how is that fair to you?" You asked, feeling guilty at the thought. "You shouldn't just accept the fact that I'm with other girls so easily! You can't just turn the other cheek if you know I'm having sex with other girls behind your back! That's wrong!"

"Did you have sex with Tiffany today?" She asked curiously.

"I... Uh..." You hesitated, before admitting, "It was a handjob..."

"Oh, that's not too bad then." Bella nodded to herself in thought.

Okay, so did you miss some sort of memo where it states that handjobs were completely fine and not a serious sexual act or something?

"Still, even if you were having sex with her, I'd be okay since I know you won't actually leave me for her. The fact that you're trying to be honest and admit how guilty you feel right now is proof that you love me enough to let me know what's going on with your life. And I'm happy about that."

...

"How can you just accept something like this so easily?" You asked her. "Even after everything that's happened to you before? With that Oliver and Erin guys leaving you for Samantha?"

She kissed you again, nuzzling your noses together, "You're nothing like Oliver and Erin. They would never have the guts to be honest with me or feel guilty about leaving me behind. Besides," she took your hand and placed in on top of her heart, where you could feel it beating steadily. "Something deep inside me is telling me that, if I stayed with you for the rest of my life, I'd still be more happier than if I had went after anyone else. I know for a fact that you won't leave me for someone else. You're just not that kind of person..."

You looked away, having no idea what to say to something like that. This has never happened to you before. You honestly have no idea how to react to it.

Bella completely and unconditionally trusts you, even when she knows you might be dating or having sex with other girls. Something like this is just... Unfathomable to you.

"What... What if I hurt you?" You slowly asked her, "What if-"

She shook her head, "You weren't lying when you said that you loved me too, were you?"

"No, of course not! I think you're the most wonderful girl I've ever met!" You told her instantly. "Yesterday was the best day to have ever happened to me!"

She smiled happily, "Then I trust you. Simple as that."

You rubbed your forehead, unable to comprehend her logic or worldview. Is it really right for her to trust you so easily, just like that? Is it seriously okay? Because you can't help but feel like none of this is okay at all.

This was all so crazy...

Bella sighed with a smile, "You still feel guilty about all this, aren't you? Even though I told you not to worry so much about it."

"I mean, how can I not? I just..." You mumbled, unable to get your thoughts straight.

"Maybe you're just worried that you haven't proved that you loved me enough?" She offered.

"Huh?"

With your hand still feeling her heart, Bella moved your hand down to feel her breasts instead. "In that case... Prove to me how much you love me later when we get back to my place." She kissed you on the cheek, "And I'll prove to you just how much I love you too."

Without another word, she winked and walked past you as she twirled her car keys around her fingers.

You stood there for a moment, completely dazed. But then you turned around to see Bella beckoning you forth to her car as she gets in the drivers seat.

You honestly don't think it should be this easy... In fact, it's almost eerily unnatural for it to be this easy.

John Doe, there is something seriously strange going on in your life. First with Shelly, then with Bella, and now this whole thing with Tiffany...

What the hell is going on?

...

Well... It's probably best not to question it...

For now, just focus on apologizing and making up with Bella. Even if she tells you everything was fine, you clearly don't feel like it's supposed to be fine.

Bella drives you to her apartment, and the moment you both went inside, you did everything in your power to make her feel special and proved that you loved her just as much, if not more, than she loved you.

That includes eating her out constantly for three hours straight, like you swore you would do earlier today.

Your jaw felt sore as shit and its probably gonna take hours to wash the smell of pussy juice from your face, but making her pass out with her eyes rolled up to the back of her head in ecstasy was something you found to be worth it.

You slept peacefully as you held Bella in your arms.

The thoughts of Zeke and Tiffany were farthest things away from your mind.