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Chapter Fourteen
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Thoroughly satisfied with the talk she just finished with Paige, Ellie Nash hung up the call with the snap of a cell lid.
'This might just work…'
Feeling the tiniest bit rebellious, she charted the next bus stop to Degrassi and headed straight for her boyfriend's place. He would be surprised to see her, she was certain of that.
To her own astonishment, through the mosquito splattered screen, the actual front door was wide open for the world to how Sean was a naturally reclusive person, it was not normal circumstance when the front door was open. Frowning mentally, Ellie pushed aside the deadbolt entrance, her mouth creasing. Once she stepped inside, she called out Sean's name. No reply.
Carefully, Ellie set down her back-sack near the couch and took in the wreck which was Sean's family room. Pillows littered, random pop cans… was company over? A thump sounded from the tiny cramped hallway leading to the back rooms. Ellie shoved her head into the empty unlit bathroom then without knocking... big mistake on her part she would think later to herself... stepped into Sean's dully-colored and car magazine decorated bedroom. Heavy breathing.
All tangled together in the off-white sheets of his twin bed, two fully clothed blondes groped and kissed. Minus the wifebeater thrown on the bedpost. Her eardrums squeeze painfully listening to them.
Swallowing hard, Ellie continued staring at them until the female blonde swore under her breath. Ellie's hazel green eyes darkened visibly as Emma Nelson crawled out from under Sean to gather her designer purse, her blonde tresses sticking up, not making eye contact with anyone as she went for the doorway, "I'd better go…."
Vengeful eyes met alarmed light brown, becoming alarmed when the redhead grabbed the other girl around the chin, momentarily and warningly digging her sharp fingernails into her throat.
"That's a wise decision."
Ellie unclenched her grip, leaving several purpling marks before throwing Emma back against the bedroom door, letting her slip out of sight to face off with Sean who slipped his shirt back on quietly.
"Now I know why you haven't been calling me."
"El-"
"Sean..." She smiled nastily through an oncoming rush of glittering tears. "I love you. Have you been sleeping with her?"
He closed his mouth and Ellie growled dangerously, "Answer me, you son of a bitch."
Blue blinked passively. "No, Ellie-"
"Save it. Fuck her all you want. I won't hold you back," the redhead spat angrily, "its over."
Sean shouted at her back, either swearing or pleading, it didn't matter to her anymore as she grabbed her sack and ran for the door. She had no idea where she was running to but anywhere was better then back there. Ellie got as far as the Dot. Plans for Operation-Clueless-Dicks wiped from her thoughts as she sprinted into the alleyway connecting the street past Degrassi. Walking down the same way, her partner in crime with a knapsack. Paige nearly collided into her around the bend and opened her mouth to scowl when she saw the redhead fall to her knees.
"You look terrible."
Ellie laughed, loud and hysterically, her dark makeup leaking in twin streams. Never had she been so relieved to hear Paige's honesty. Something so brutally familiar.
The blonde knelt down slowly. "What the hell happened to you?"
The other girl couldn't respond, somewhere between coughing and laughing and sobbing. Before Ellie belted out another round, she gasped, "I think they're on their own with this one."
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He nuzzled the top of his head.
"I love you, you know that?"
A squeal was made at this statement.
Absently, Marco Del Rossi smoothed the jet black hair atop his little brother's head, smiling warmly into dark eyes. Familiar dark eyes. Dark eyes that haunted his very nightmares.
Damian was not Dante. And never would be. Not while Marco was around. His mistakes would not become his sibling's.
A kiss clumsily bestowed its way into his hair when he lowered the squirming child into his crib. Tessa tousled her older son's hair. "How are you enjoying your vacation?"
He returned the kiss gently. "I'm just glad to be home."
"You do not have to baby-sit tonight you know…"
"No- really, I've got nothing better to do…" Marco assured hurriedly.
"Marco, you do not need to-" Just outside the nursery doorway, a phone went off. Mrs. Del Rossi sighed annoyed for the interruption and called out after a few moments, "Marco, it's for you!"
Slowly, he stepped out into the hallway and his Ma thrust the receiver into his hands before reentering the nursery. He asked suspiciously, "Hello?"
"Marco, it's Paige. I've got Ellie over here, she's an absolute wreck."
"I'll be there as soon as I can," he said before hanging up and pulled on his jacket, racing into the next room to inform his Mom.