Chris never thought it would come to this- his mental health stooping so low as to murder his girlfriend and threaten his only friend's life with the very same revolver. Chef agreed to keep quiet about Blainly's true killer, as long as Chris took care of Brick and Scott- and didn't, of course, kill him in the process. Chris seethed with anger and regret for his beloved Blainly, why now? Why did he go and do it? Why?! Why in the hell- which was where he was going -would he do such a thing? Chris himself couldn't even remember.
*LINE*
Scott was up all night. Not that he couldn't sleep, but that he didn't want to sleep. Scott feared what he'd dream about, given his current dreams of Brick and his Pappy and that killer who took Blainly. Scott occupied his time by whittling sticks to nothing but wood shavings, watching terrible late-night movies about talking cats, even playing solitaire. No matter how hard he tried, Scott couldn't shake the feeling in his stomach, the warm-and-cold-at-the-same-time, fuzzy feeling. Not even his all-time favorite movie, Animal Place.
Brick, on the other hand, slept like a baby. Brick embraced his dreams of Scott, and of his family. Nothing could make him feel bad since last night. Nothing. All Brick felt was this warm, fuzzy feeling left in his stomach by his elated mood.
*LINE*
Cameron struggled with the boxes he was carrying up the stairs. All of his worldly possessions in eight cardboard boxes. Cameron had everything he needed outside of his office in those eight boxes. He had to rely on furnished apartments, though, like the ones on East Jay. The East Jay Apartment Complex was his newest abode. Apparently the landlord at his old place didn't approve of him doing cold-fusion on residential property. Go figure.
Cameron lived in apartment 410, thanks to his recent eviction. Cameron hated stairs, hated having to walk all that way because he hadn't anyone to help- Cameron's dear mother had passed away. An infection. Ha! If Norma were alive, she'd laugh about her own way to go.
Cameron's train of thought was interrupted by a familiar voice, a voice from the past. "Cameron?" it said. Cameron looked out from behind the heavy box- he was still very short -and saw a familiar face.
"Brick?" Cameron asked, putting down the box, "Man, it's been long." he walked towards Brick, who- out of habit -saluted Cameron happily.
"Hey, Cam." Brick answered, newspaper in hand, "How's it goin'?"
"Fine," Cameron lied, "How's fashion school?"
Brick blushed at the familiar notion, "I had to drop out... Family complications."
Cameron smirked, "Dad call ya a faggot?"
Brick froze. Was this really Cameron he was talking to? Damn. He must've grown up quite a bit. "Uh, yeah. But that isn't why."
Cameron raised his eyebrows, he'd only meant it as a joke. "Oh," he managed, "Well... I got a lot of stuff to move upstairs sooo..." Cameron walked back to his previous spot and picked up his box.
Bricked shrugged off his small conversation and headed back inside.
*LINE*
Chris paced back and forth on his terrace, thinking about the options he had. Kill Brick and Scott? Not yet, but soon. Kill Chef? No, he had no alibi. Jump off his sixteen-story high terrace and make it all easy for him? No, too obvious. Chris thought of what might happen if he did jump as he stared down at the sidewalk so far below him. Maybe, Chris thought, I'll do that later. Plan B, he decided.
Plan A had already gone into action, though. Soon Brick and Scott would either be dead, or scarred straight out of New York.
*LINE*
Jessie was bored, to put it in simplest terms. So she'd decided to pay a visit to her work buddies. She noticed that Scott had both of the windows covered by black curtains and half-shut blinds. Wow, Jessie thought, he must be really sleepy.
Jessie decided to go to Brick's place first, and see if he were up yet. She rang the doorbell a few times before Brick finally came and answered the door. "Hey," he said, "What's up, Jess?"
"Nothin'." Jessie answered, "Just came to visit you guys. Scott here? Nah, he's probably home, isn't he?" Jessie grinned the way she did, like an excited child, such bright eyes and a smile so innocently happy.
"Oh, yeah he probably is." Brick answered.
"Well, hurry up and get dressed, I'm takin' you boys out today." Jessie gushed, "We're gonna have a good time! Christmas eve, woo!" she grinned and said, "I'm gonna go wake Scott up."
With that, Jessie scurried off to Scott's door and began knocking loudly. Scott heard her instantly and hurried to the door he looked through the peep-hole, smiled, and rolled his eyes. He opened the door and said, "Ah, Jessica, what a wonderful surprise." only half kidding.
Jessie giggled, "Hey, Scotty." She grinned, "I'm taking you and Brick out today, we're gonna have fuuun!"
"I bet we will." Scott answered sarcastically.
"Ooo, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Jessie laughed her infectious laugh, which soon got Scott laughing as well.
"Okay, okay." Scott put his hands up, "I'll go, if only to make you happy. Give me ten minutes."
"Can I come in?" Jessie asked.
"Per your request," Scott answered, moving out of the way for Jessie.
Jessie did a quick-scan of the room, his living room connected with his kitchen, each were equally bare and unoriginal. "What, no decor Scotty?" Jessie chided, looking over the crème-colored walls for any sign of a photo, art, even a poster. Not a one.
"Not really." Scott answered., walking to his bedroom to get dressed. "Try not to break anything."
"I am not accident prone!" Jessie threw her hands up in an exclamatory gesture, "I don't know where people get that from..." She ran her hands through her black crew-cut and sat down on the couch, waiting for Scott to be ready.
Scott threw on his black T-shirt that said "jerk" in comic sans font and his wranglers. Next Scott lifted his arm and sniffed, "Yup," he gagged, "definitely gonna need some deodorant." he coughed.
"I can smell you all the way in here, pit-sniffer!" Jessie shouted, having heard Scott. She laughed, "There's this new thing, it's called showering!"
"Very funny!" Scott called back, rolling his eyes and applying the pit-stick. "Okay," Scott said, stepping out of his bedroom, then added, "I'm ready." as he walked down the hall back into the living room.
"You're wearing that?" Jessie asked, looking Scott over.
"Yeah," Scott answered, looking himself over, "What's wrong with this?"
"Honey, Brick's coming. And you're gonna wear a jerk T-shirt with a ketchup stain on it and some ratty old jeans?" Jessie asked, making sure to add emphasis to "Brick's coming".
Scott thought it over a moment, "I guess I could change shirts..."
Jessie giggled, "You like him."
"No I don't!" Scott threw back, already red in the face- both from anger, and seething embarrassment. Was he really that transparent?
"Yes you do." Jessie laughed, "Hey, Jessie don't judge." She grinned, "Besides you two are a cute couple."
"We're not a couple!" Scott corrected.
"Sure, not now anyways, but you will be. I just know it." Jessie grinned smugly.
Scott rolled his eyes.
"I'm gonna go see what's keeping Brick." Jessie stood up and was about to leave, but Scott stopped her.
"Wait," Scott said, "Help me?"
Jessie grinned, "Per your request." she said happily, making her way towards Scott's bedroom.
By the time the two were finished, Scott had on some fairly new Levis, a clean shirt, and had gelled his hair back. Jessie had made Scott shave off what little hair he had on his upper lip. "Scott," she'd said, "Boys- as well as girls -hate kissing boys with facial hair, especially when they can't grow facial hair!" Scott had turned bright red. She wasn't wrong, after all. Scott's first "companion" had facial hair that was seriously uncomfortable on Scott's end of the kiss. Plus, Scott couldn't grow facial hair.
Jessie practically had to drag Scott to Brick's apartment. He must be nervous, she decided as she rang the doorbell once more.
When the door opened, Brick appeared wearing possibly the most "I'M GAY DEAL WITH IT" outfit Scott had ever seen. Brick was wearing white jeans for God's sake. Scott had seen Brick wear khakis before, but this, this was something else. Scott tried not to stare, or blush, as he fidgeted and waited for Jessie to say something.
Jessie punched Scott on the shoulder and said, "Well? Come on. Address your date." she gestured at Brick with an unreadable poker face.
Scott, however, wasn't trying to read her poker face. He was concentrating on killing her with his mind. "uh.." was all Scott could manage.
Jessie groaned, "Fine! I'll talk first, wussy." she smirked. "So Brick, you up for a movie? I'm thinking the new Twilight!" Jessie then looked at Scott and said, "There, was that so hard?"
Scott nodded uncomfortably, "Yeah, kinda..." he mumbled quietly.
Jessie cocked her eyebrows and seemed to change her stance to the "COME AT ME BRO! I'LL FUCK YOU UP FASTER THAN YOU CAN SAY OWW!" pose, then looked Scott square in the eye and said, "Boy you need some work," in an exasperated tone. Brick giggled behind her.
Scott turned red, only making Brick laugh more, and Jessie start losing her poker face as well. "Can we leave now?" Scott asked
"Pff, whatever." Jessie smiled and walked ahead of the boys, so that all they could do was walk next to each other.
*LINE*
Chris looked around, making sure he wasn't being watched. Of course, it would add some more fun to his task ahead if someone did. He grinned and pulled the black hood once more over his head and slung the large-ish duffel bag over his shoulder. Looking around once more, he walked up to the door and used a hair pin and a paper clip to pick the lock.
"The bastard wont see anything coming" he muttered under his breath as he eased the door open and carefully stepped inside.
*LINE*
Scott was blushing as they sat at the local diner eating lunch. Nearing the end of the movie- when Carlisle was killed by Alec -Brick had squealed, grabbed Scott's hand, and held it to his chest. Scott had been able to feel Brick's frantic heartbeat as the fight progressed and finally the sigh of relief as they found it was only one of Alice's visions. Brick hadn't, however, let go of his hand. Scott dismissed this as- if in the event of another decapitation -Brick would want a hand to hold onto.
Jessie had been no different, except that she had more of a iron grip and was crying until the movie ended.
"No. Just... No!" Jessie had said half to herself as they left. "They just cant do that to us, dude I almost had a friggin heart attack!" She turned and grabbed a random stranger by the shoulders. "A. HEART. ATTACK!" she said slowly and shook the frightened person violently.
"Jess. Let her go" Scott had sighed and pried Jessie's hands off of the terrified girl's shoulders.
Jessie had come to her senses and winked at the girl, "call me" she mouthed as the girl literally ran away into the crowd. A second later, a man wearing all black had accidentally bumped into Jessie- who, after the performance at the end of the movie, had gotten considerably pissed. Jessie said, "Hey, watch it." the man mumbled a quick apology before following the perhaps emotionally scarred girl's lead into the sea of bodies.
And then there was what had happened even before the movie. When the three had paid for the tickets, the acne-spackled kid working the ticket booth had asked, "So who's the third wheel?" and winked. Jessie practically had to wire her jaw shut to keep from exclaiming, "I AM!" But Brick and Scott took care of that for her by blurting out (in unison) "It's not a date!" then Jessie required a wired jaw to keep from laughing as she paid the kid.
*LINE*
Scott yawned as he walked to his door. He glanced sideways at Brick who was unlocking his door just down the indoors-outdoors hallway, he looked like a sleepy child, heading upstairs to bed. Brick yawned, rubbed his eyes, and entered his apartment. Scott jerked his head back to the matter at hand, his door. Scott found it increasingly hard to concentrate on things like this.
*LINE*
Chris sat patiently in the kitchen of the small living space he'd broken into, awaiting his target. Awaiting his prey.
Author's note: DUN DUN DUNNNN! lol! You guys are gonna have to wait and see what happens! ^^ So how'd I do? Review please!