Day 7:

Kate had spent the rest of the day sleeping. She had forced her eyes to remain shut after her run in with Jack. She was trying to forget everything that had happened. That had been their first fight. It seemed so odd that they were acting like this. It was as if Kate had been thrown into the middle of a soap opera. She had been thrown into severe, body-crushing rapids, and she was attempting to keep her head above water. She was trying to survive, but the longer she struggled, the more tired she grew. What if at one point she just had to give up?

Kate was leaning in towards the mirror. Tay was showering in the bathroom in their room so she had found solace in one of the many hallway bathrooms. Olivia was around the house somewhere… probably searching for more hearts to listen too.

The bags underneath her eyes were fading despite the fact it wasn't easier to fall asleep at night. Kate was attempting to cover up the slightest bit of color with cover-up when Isabelle walked into the room. She must have arrived earlier that morning from her stint in Malibu. She was more orange then when she left. She also smelled like suntan lotion.

"Oh," Kate said trying to be polite. She moved away from the mirror, "I will leave so you can use the sink."

"Stay," Isabelle said.

Kate looked at her oddly. She felt as if she was dog who had just been commanded.

Isabelle was walking behind Kate and then back towards the open door. She locked it and then stood in front of it. Kate raised an eyebrow at her and then asked her kindly to let her out. She told Isabelle she needed to find Olivia.

"Olivia," Isabelle said with a musical tone, "Is the most beautiful child I have ever seen."

"Thank you," Kate said with a nod. "But please excuse me, I do need to find her."

"She has the most exquisite eyes," Isabelle said looking down at her freshly manicured nails. She blew on them and then looked up at Kate, "It's like all the colors of the ocean have been swirled together."

"Yes," Kate said her palms becoming sweaty. She wiped them nervously on her jeans.

"Are you nervous or something?" said Isabelle with a toothy grin and a girly laugh.

"No," replied Kate harshly. "Can you please move?"

"I was really intrigued by Olivia's eyes," Isabelle continued, "I thought they looked so very familiar, but then I realized that I had seen them so many times before."

Kate attempted to push Isabelle out of the way. Isabelle was stronger then she looked, for she did not budge. Kate closed her eyes and then backed away from the door. She wanted out of the bathroom desperately. She looked over at the small window at the back of the bathroom. She was going to get out of here one way or another.

"I see Olivia's eyes every time I look into my fiancée's eyes," Isabelle said after her dramatic pause. There was a glint of triumph in her eyes.

Kate kept her face straight; her expression was like stone. Isabelle wasn't going to have the satisfaction of evoking any emotion out of Kate. Kate would let her think what she wanted too. She knew the truth and that was all that mattered.

"I don't know why you are here," Isabelle said icily. "I don't believe for a second you just wanted to meet Tay's family. But let me tell you, Kate, if you try and take Jack away from me I will destroy you and Olivia. I will destroy socially and any other way I can manage. Don't test me."

"First of all," Kate said, her eyes flashing dangerously, "I couldn't give a fuck about my social status. You can destroy me all you want if you really think the reason I am here is for Jack, because it is not. But I swear to god, if you go near my daughter or attempt to touch one hair on her head, I will be charged with murder… but this time I will be guilty."

Kate flashed her eyes treacherously. This time it was easy to move Isabelle away from the door. She could have been effortlessly knocked over by a feather. Kate slammed the door behind her. Isabelle could screw with her all she wanted, but the second she crossed the line and brought Olivia into it… Isabelle had another thing coming.

Margot and Isabelle were sitting next to each other in dresses in the same identical pink color. Since it was only three days until the wedding, Isabelle had declared that everyone in the house should wear pink. The only people who did not comply with her declaration were Kate and Olivia. Tay had gotten excused because he didn't own anything pink. Jack had just ignored it, causing Isabelle to cry out that Jack would wear pink if he loved her. He continued to decline her request.

Jack was sitting across from Margot and Isabelle, they were gabbing about wedding plans; Jack was reading his Time magazine. He had a plate of French fries in front of him while the women ate their Caesar salads daintily.

"Oh Mom," Isabelle said to Margot. She had started calling her Mom as soon as she and Jack had gotten engaged. "I was thinking about adding another couple to the wedding party."

"Oh really doll," Margot said interestedly, "Who? The Swan's youngest daughter would be a fine choice. She and her husband just arrived back from Venice. And I know how good friends you are with her. I can't think of anyone else from the club you could want to add."

"Actually," Isabelle shooting Jack a quick glance. It seemed as if he had tuned them out again, "I was thinking about including some family."

"Oh," Margot said. She looked over at Jack.

He didn't want to show it, but suddenly he was listening to them.

"I was thinking that I would ask Tay and Kate to be in the wedding," Isabelle said smiling brightly. Her chin was resting on her folded hands. She seemed to be glowing with some unknown victory. Jack looked up at her a dumbfounded look on his face, "Don't you think that is a wonderful idea, pookie?"

"What?" Jack asked her. He had to have heard her wrong "Why do you want to add Tay and Kate?"

"Well," Isabelle with a giggle, "Because I know how close you and Tay are. And believe it or not, Kate and I have gotten to be such good friends this past week. We really have. I think they would very happy. Of course I will have to get Kate's measurements right away so we can get her a dress. And Tay will need a tux, what do you think Mom?"

"I think that is a lovely idea," Margot said nodding proudly, "It would look better with a odd number of couples anyway. I think that Tay would be so honored to be in the wedding. I don't know why we didn't think of this sooner."

"I don't think this is a good idea," Jack said finally. "You don't even know Kate."

"I do too," Isabelle snapped. She batted her eyelashes and continued on, "And I am pretty sure that she will go along with this for Tay. Plus she is one of your friends too. I thought you would be happy that she would be front and center to watch our wedding."

Jack looked at Isabelle and then at his Mom. The two broke into a fit of gossip and then Isabelle rose from her chair announcing that she was going to go tell Tay the news. Jack hung his head, unsure what to do next. There was one thing he was absolutely positive of… Isabelle was the last person on earth that Kate would make friends with. He was also sure that he didn't want Isabelle to talk to Kate. There was a feeling in the pit of his stomach that whatever she was doing was to harm Kate… Jack felt as if he needed to protect her.

"Are you serious?" Kate said in a harsh whisper. Olivia was sitting on the bed playing with her doll. Kate didn't want her daughter to see that she was angry… furious. "Are you kidding me?"

"No," Tay said shaking his head. He put his hand on Kate's and attempted to hold it. She resisted him. She took a step back and began to pace back and forth, "Babe?"

"Don't you realize what she is doing?" Kate asked him.

"Who?"

"Isabelle!"

"No… I guess not."

"She is attempting to do something," Kate said madly, "There is an ulterior motive here. I just have to figure out what it is."

"Can't you just accept the fact that my cousin wants me in his wedding?" Tay asked her gloomily, "And you're my fiancé."

"Tay," Kate said exasperatedly. She put her hand on her forehead and looked at Tay. If he really wanted to think that Jack wanted him in the wedding, she would let him. Kate knew that wasn't the case. She was willing to bet anything on it. Isabelle was up to something.

In the end, it would be a good idea to keep her enemies close, Isabelle was definitely her enemy. Kate sighed and fell back onto the bed. She thought she was done making enemies.

To be continued…