Selina Kyle felt like she was suffocating.

      Like there was a vice grip around her neck, a sphinx that was strangling her without mercy.

      She loved her friends dearly, each and every one of them. She bonded with Beverly over their inner strength and being the only girls in the group; talked with Stan about birds and made jokes about how cats ate birds; hung around Bill and helped him practice to overcome his stutter; helped Mike out at his farm and got to pet the sheep; and listened to Ben patiently without falling asleep about the newest book he read and ate the cookies he would bring her.

      But something was just different about Richie and Eddie.

      Maybe she did favor those two boys the most out of the rest of the Losers. Maybe it was Richie's clinginess or Eddie's overprotectiveness that would've made Selina furious and run away, but instead made her want to stay.

      Selina laughed at Richie's horrible jokes and voices, danced with him at the barrens and shared cigarettes and blunts.

      But Selina also picked up Eddie when he didn't want to step on a puddle, helped calm him down when he was having an "asthma" attack, and let him buy her new clothes so she wouldn't be stuck with the same old used ones due to her living on the streets.

      The thief didn't understand the feelings she had for the trashmouth and the hypochondriac. She didn't quite get it...until they started dating each other.

      She was happy for them, she seriously was. She liked seeing Richie and Eddie happy...but there was something burbling inside of her.

      The curly-haired girl wasn't jealous of Richie. She wasn't jealous of Eddie. She was jealous of /both/ of them.

      Selina had feelings for not only Richie, but Eddie too. Not one, but two guys. As if her life wasn't already difficult, as if it didn't already suck shit. She had to fall for two of her best friends who were dating each other. So she only had one choice left.

      Distance herself from them.

      Distance herself until the feelings for both boys faded.

      That should be easy enough.

      Except it wasn't.

      The boys always tried to find her, no matter where Selina went. They invited her to hang out with them, but she always turned them down. Made pathetic excuses because all of her best friends knew she wasn't busy. She was homeless after all. But she still lied and walked off.

      Pushing herself away from Richie and Eddie caused her to also push away from the rest of the Losers. They could tell something was wrong and tried to help her, but she wouldn't listen.

      Selina just couldn't tell the truth. Tell them that she had feelings for two guys who would never want her. She'd rather drown than to admit that. She had no plans on talking about her unreciprocated feelings.

      She made sure to stay away from the quarry, the arcade, the barrens, the pharmacy, anywhere she knew they would be. It was easier this way. Once those feelings disappeared, everything would go back to normal.

      Right now, Selina was at her alleyway. Well, she didn't own it of course. But she was always there and slept there most nights if she wasn't sleeping over at one of the Losers house.

      She cleaned the dirt out of her fingernails with her switchblade, smiling a little as she imagined how Eddie would freak about how she could accidentally hurt herself. And then she remembered that she was avoiding him and his boyfriend and her smile dropped.

      "There she is!" The sudden voice caught her off guard and she quickly looked up to see not only Richie, but Eddie making their way over to her. "Cat, we've been looking everywhere for you!" Richie spoke again and his smaller boyfriend quickly nodded.

      They were holding hands, fingers intertwined and everything. It seemed so perfect, like they fit together.

      Selina wanted to scream.

      "I-I didn't know. Just been busy, that's all." She lied, fiddling with her own cold, lonely hands. How fucking pathetic.

      "Busy? Doing what?" Eddie asked, clearly not believing her.

      Selina stood up, her fingers trembling. "I gotta go. People to see, people to steal from." She said quickly before she felt a hand grab her shoulder when she started to turn away.

      "Cat, did we...did we do something?" Eddie asked, his voice sounding so sad it made her heart clench.

      Richie stepped forward, a frown on his face, something the catlike teenager was certainly not used to. "If we did, we're sorry...we just wanna talk to you, Lina. We miss you."

      Selina wanted nothing more than for everything to go back to the way it was with those fourteen year old boys. She wanted to be up on Richie's shoulders when they had their chicken fights at the quarry, to put her hand on top of Eddie's head for being just an inch shorter despite knowing he would outgrow her soon.

      But she couldn't do that. She needed to wait this out, wait for her feelings to disappear, and then it'll be normal again.

      "You guys didn't do anything," the thief told them, "it's...it's nothing. You guys have each other, okay? I really gotta go—"

      "Yeah, we have each other, but we miss you." Eddie spoke up, quickly moving in front of her so she couldn't walk off, Richie standing behind her.

      Great, they had her blocked off. Sneaky little shits have been learning too much from her.

      "Can we please just sit down and talk about this?" Richie asked her, his voice so soft that Selina wished she could listen to it forever. She squeezed her eyes closed and quickly shook her head.

      "There's nothing to talk about, just go."

      "Cat, please, don't push us away, you promised us you wouldn't push us away!" Eddie said quickly, sounding desperate.

      That was true. After the events with Pennywise, Selina promised to the rest of the Losers to not push them away. To finally learn how to trust and be more open to the people she cared about and the ones who cared about her too.

      She needed to break that promise now.

      "I can't, I can't, I can't, just leave me alone.." the fifteen year old begged, shaking her head more and kept her eyes shut.

      "Kitty, please.." hearing that nickname, Richie sounding absolutely broken, made something inside her finally break loose.

      "I can't because it'll never work out! Because the two people I truly love are with each other and don't love me! I just need to be alone and forget those feelings exist and then I'll be better!" Selina finally exclaimed, her eyes snapping open and she felt almost out of breath. It took her a second to look at their wide eyes before realizing what she said.

      Oh shit, what had she done?

      Both boys were quiet and she could feel tears of humiliation burn her eyes. God, now would be a great time for Pennywise to drag her to his lair and swallow her whole.

      "Lina...we need to tell you something," Eddie started, sitting down on the ground carefully and patting the spot next to him. Selina looked confused but slowly sat down beside him, Richie sitting on her opposite side too, "look, Chee and I have kinda...you know, noticed some things, some-some feelings and..."

      "We both have feelings for you!" Richie cut him off casually, making Selina do a double take from his sudden words. He looked at his boyfriend's annoyed yet blushing face, shrugging. "What? You were taking too long!"

      This was a dream, right? This had to be a dream. There was no way Selina just heard Richie confess that he and his boyfriend also had feelings for her. "You guys are fucking with me, tryna make me feel better or some bullshit and I don't appreciate th—!"

      "We're not!" Eddie said quickly, looking at her. "I've always had feelings for you and Rich and he has feelings for the both of us. We talked about it when we noticed each other staring at you and then we knew." The brunette boy explained.

      "I mean, could you blame us? You look fucking /hot/ when we're at the quarry! And your leather outfits are sooooo sexy—!"

      "Richie!" Eddie yelled, looking annoyed again.

      The ravenette blinked innocently. "What? I remember clearly last time you saying that Cat's ass looked great in her jea—!"

      "Oh my god, shut up!" The shorter boy shouted again, blushing deeply before they both paused at the sound of giggling.

      Selina giggling.

      She was giggling wholeheartedly, leaning the back of her head against the brick wall behind her.

      "W-what the fuck?" She asked through her giggles. "How did I get not one but two guys to fall for me and actually be cool with it?"

      "'Cause you are just too damn cute and a badass!" Richie said, poking the tip of her nose which made the dirty-blonde haired girl pull away and giggle again.

      "And because you're loyal and a good person despite what you say." Eddie added on, his doe-like brown eyes soft as he moved a little bit closer to her.

      Richie moved closer as well, their shoulders nearly touching. "And it mighta helped that you're a thief. You stole our hearts!" He said the last part dramatically, making his boyfriend roll his eyes.

       Selina giggled again, shaking her head. "That was so damn cheesy, it was bad."

      "But it still got you to laugh!" Richie pointed out, the three of them, laughing softly for a moment before an air of comfortableness flowed between them.

      "So...what do we do now? What-what does this make us?" Selina finally asked, biting her bottom lip.

      "Well...we were hoping we could all just...date each other. The three of us." Eddie responded slowly, looking at her before hesitantly reaching out and holding her hand. Richie did the same, her fingers intertwining with both boys.

      Their hands fit perfectly with hers, as if they were flawlessly sculpted by the gods to coincide with the thief's hands.

      She didn't want to let this go.

      Selina was quiet, a slow smile growing on her face. "I have the cutest boyfriends ever." She stated, indulging in the looks of happiness and relief on both of their faces.

      And so the three partners sat there, talking everything over and what Selina had missed, never once letting go of each other's hands.