Chapter 7
Block Estate
Massie's Room
8:43 PM - Sunday
When had she become so bitter?
That was the question that ran through Massie Block's mind over and over. She lay down on her white bed, wishing that Bean was still around for her to talk to. She rolled over, her body tucking into itself. It was rare for her to ever feel - lost, but she was feeling that way today. After Friday with Cam. She just ignored his calls on Saturday and stayed away from everyone on Saturday.
And here she was on Sunday.
'Karma is a bitch'
Dylan's facebook comment had also been haunting her. Massie Block didn't believe in karma, after all that bitch had never gotten back for any of her misdeeds, so why would she start now? Massie never regretted her past and only moved forward, but for some reason that comment kept on popping back into her mind.
Would it be okay for her to start over?
If anything she did feel bad.
If she was being truthful she missed Claire.
But she was Massie Block, and she would never let her guard down especially when Claire was making a big competition. Massie wasn't stupid or naive, she knew the way Cam would stare at Claire and get tense when he saw her with Derrick. Cam wouldn't realize it now but he still had feelings buried for Claire.
He still loved her.
Even if he cared for her - Massie.
Claire would always be his first love.
It wasn't something she could erase.
She hated Claire for it.
She was Massie Block, she didn't mope, she didn't wallow, she didn't resent, she didn't regret, but here she was, contemplating her entire life like some old timer who had passed his prime years ago. She was questioning herself - her identity. And all because of some old friend.
She got on her Mac, and checked her facebook. She needed to control something. To atleast have some sense of normality. And she would publicize it as well. Her eyes narrowed as she check her recent updates.
Pictures.
Albums.
Of Claire, Kristen, Alicia, Dylan and Todd.
She had never felt more out of the loop in her life.
Massie Block to Cam Fisher
Wallpost:
I love you!
Briar Day
Gym
2:56 PM - Monday
Layne Abeley sat on the bleachers. Her eyes constantly scanning for the one person she was dying to see. She smirked as she saw him walk in. His stance was tense he was looking for her too. She got up and walked towards him it was funny to see him stumbling. He was usually so confident. Layne only tapped his shoulder and he spun around to face her.
"Lets talk."
He followed her numbly outside and onto the track field. They didn't speak as they made a steady jog and still didn't speak as they ran around the track twice. When they finally slowed - breathing hard did she look at him.
"So Josh we have some things to discuss."
She didn't elaborate and Josh knew what she wanted.
"Alright Layne, whats the deal for you to keep quiet?"
She smirked and he as he looked on at her, he saw another Massie Block only more sinister, darker and scarier.
"Joshua Hotz, whats my price, information thats all dearie. What are the details with your affair?"
He knew what this meant and either way it was a lose - lose situation for him. If he didn't tell her anything she would talk and if he did she would have more information for later. Fuck. When has everything gotten so complicated?
When was love not enough?
"Fourth of July."
Layne smiled a Cheshire Cat smile, she knew all about the Fourth of July. She knew it was the day that Alicia and Josh's relationship had sunk like the Titantic. It had been a fantastic party, and rumor mill had it that along that time Josh and Alicia with a third party had sunk into a room. The party had changed the course of their relationship.
Both had been under ecstasy.
Both had shared a bed with another female. And she was putting the story together it was Massie.
Kinky.
It was only the day after that Alicia and Josh had their biggest fight. Along the night Alicia had left, leaving Josh and Massie.
Alone.
Alicia had caught them having sex and when Massie had her pregnancy scare only the month after - which she had kept under wraps. It strained the relationship of Alicia and Josh even further. Because Layne knew what Josh didn't...Alicia at one point had been pregnant. Even if they were only her suspicions she knew there was some truth to her gut feelings.
After that well the rest is history.
Its funny, the inner workings of The Elite was almost like a soap opera.
"Go on."
He sighed, "I mean...I tried to stop it, but the damn I'm only a man, and Massie she's a hellcat in bed and fuck I can't help that I'm in lust with her. Every party is when we hook up only."
He waited for her to arch an eyebrow or ask for an elaboration. But Layne only smiled at him.
"You've given me enough Mr. Hotz, enough so that I won't speak this time."
She didn't look back at him as she left him standing on the track field.
Harrington Estate
Basement
6:34 PM - Friday
Boys were all crowded around the Harrington's 72 inch LCD as they played a continuous game of Call of Duty and Modern Warfare. The tension was running high as Derrick killed Cam, and Josh in turn killed Derrick but not before being shot down by Kemp. Their faces all scrunched in concentration. They were boys in their natural habitat.
"Derrick, Todd is here!"
The game was paused and everyone looked at Derrick. It had been awhile since they had all hung out with Todd and in their minds was still the impression of a ten year old boy, that while he was a 'pretty cool little man' he was still annoying.
He waved at them and sat down on one of the couches, the game was on indefinite hold. They guys took his new form in, he was taller, probably made new competition for the girls but he seemed more chill.
He was 'dude approved'.
The guys smiled and tossed him a controller.
"Beat Kemp's ass, Todd!"
He only smirked and his tongue stuck out as his fingers moved furiously across the buttons and keys. With a bang Kemp's figure fell.
"Fuck you, Lyons!"
There was laughter and many guffaws as Todd and Kemp squared off against the other, fists up in mock fight position. Constantly moving around the other and skipping around in fake punches and kicks.
"Alright! Lyons explain yourself, why are so you late?"
"Claire was at dance, I had to wait until she got home."
At the mention of 'Claire' all of the guys perked up and looked at Cam and Derrick looking for any reactions. It was a little known secret that the guys loved to gossip as much as the women. Todd rolled his eyes, he hated the fact that his sister was the new 'eye candy'. Seriously her appearance hadn't changed that much.
"How is Claire?" Polvert was the first to speak.
"She's fine, tired."
"Damn she dances, fuck she must be a fucking contortionist in bed."
Todd only grimaced at Kemp's comment, she was his fucking sister. It surprised him though that he wasn't the first to voice against his crude comment...Derrick was.
"Fuck off Hurley."
Kemp let out a low whistle, "Did I hit a spot Harrington? Everyone knows you have it easy for Claire."
Derrick's eyes narrowed, and Todd looked at Cam whose nostrils were flared.
"Kemp thats why you have no game, ladies don't like to just be played. You wouldn't stand a chance against Claire."
"Look at you Cam, standing up for you Ex."
Cam backed off after that.
Dempsey stood up from his spot on the floor and cut in between Kemp and Derrick who were facing off.
"Calm the fuck down, we're not like fucking girls who bitch off against everything."
Derrick and Kemp seemed to relax after that, and silence befell them.
"All silliness aside, how is Claire?" It was Dune that asked it.
"Good, she seems happier to be back here if anything."
"She drives you around?" It was Cam that asked him that.
"Yeah, I guess."
They fell into another silence.
"Does she like anyone?" Everyone's eyes turned towards Cam. He blinked for a second and confusion marred his features.
"What?"
"I meant, is she liking everyone?"
Todd slowly nodded, "Yes, she likes it here."
Cam only nodded numbly and cursed at himself. He shouldn't be thinking about Claire let alone subconsciously voicing his questions or feelings. Last thing he needed was to project. And from the looks of everyone in the room they were getting off at seeing his insecurity.
It was dawning on everyone quickly that his solid relationship was on shaky ground.
"So...I didn't come here to talk about Claire, my sister...I came here to play video games and laugh my ass off, at crude remarks and talk about the latest playboy."
That snapped the boys out of the tense setting.
"Fuck man, I never thought Lindsay Lohan could get me hard."
"The spread...damn..."
The boys were on Cloud Nine.
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Cam Fisher to Massie Block
Wallpost:
I love you too, so fucking much. (:
Date night Saturday (;
