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Alex leaned over the
table as Daisy and Shelby turned the corner to go to the restroom. "As
promised." He slid the check across the table. Brittany's eyebrows rose when she
saw the amount on the check. There must have been some mistake.
"Um…Alex?" Brittany
folded the check and stuck it into her handbag. "There was one too many zeros
on that check." She took a sip of her water and glanced around the room to make
sure no one was watching them. "We agreed on five thou, not fifty."
"So you got a little
bonus." He waved his hand as if it was nothing but a minor point. "You did a
good job. You deserve it." He took a sip of his champagne and smiled at
Jessica, who was coming back from the restroom. "Hey you." He laughed as she
slid into a seat near him.
Brittany shook her head
and made a decision. The tossing in her stomach was horrible as she thought
about what she had just done. Getting paid five thousand wouldn't have made her
feel that bad. Where she came from, everyone could afford that kind of cash. It
just seemed dirtier when it was fifty. "I'm going to powder my nose." She said
clearly, barely receiving a nod from Alex as he talked with Shelby's little
sister about what she wanted to do with her life. Standing quickly, she moved
over to where Peter stood in the corner of the room. "Mister Scarburrow?" She
asked him attentively. "May I have a word with you?"
Peter looked confused
for a second before he nodded at her. "Sure Britt." She slid into a nearby
chair and Peter looked at her squarely. "I assume this has something to do with
what happened a few minutes ago." Looking at the girl now, Peter realized how
young she really looked. With just a little bit of lip-gloss, and some minor
blush and mascara, Brittany looked nothing like she did when he first met her.
"What would you do to
me if I told you that I didn't want to do what I did out in the lobby?" She
watched as he turned to look into her eyes abruptly. She knew that she risked a
lot by telling him that Alex paid her to seduce Scott. That would tear his
entire image of the Golden Boy to bits, and even with the check, there was a
very large chance that he wouldn't believe her. "It wasn't my idea to…" She
couldn't figure out how to put what was in her mind into words.
"Come between Scott and
Shelby?" His voice sounded so sure of himself. "But that's why you came up here
isn't it?" He wasn't being the nicest guy to her, and for that he was only
partially sorry. When she looked away, he turned from her. "Brittany?"
"I came up here to see
what was so good about this place." She said evenly. "I wanted to see why Scott
found it so easy to give up the lifestyle that he'd been living." That part was
true enough, at least she could tell most of the truth. "Scott would have given
up on me if it wasn't for Alex being there with Shelby. Even you know that
much." Peter nodded, and she felt compelled to finish what she started. "Shelby
would have given up Alex if she thought that Scott would take her back. She
just wanted someone to feel safe with, and for a reason that's beyond me, she
felt safe with Alex." Brittany pulled her handbag into her lap and fumbled with
the clasp. Then she reached in and pulled out the folded check. "But back to my
beginning statement." She handed it to Peter and his eyes widened at the sight
of the amount. "Alex became threatened when Scott and Shelby got Prom-I mean
Morp king and queen. He told me to get between them." She stopped and watched
as Shelby came back to the table and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "At first it
seemed harmless enough. I felt jealous of what they had, and it was-"
"A challenge." Peter
said smoothly.
Brittany nodded and
closed her eyes tightly. "He originally offered me five thou to do it." She
said shamefully. "Then a few minutes ago he handed me that. It just felt
wrong." Wiping her trembling hands on her dress to smooth it down, she coughed.
"It just felt wrong."
Peter looked at the
crying girl and frowned. For once, he didn't know what to do about this. "Would
you be willing to tell this to Scott and Shelby?" He asked gently, handing
Brittany a napkin off of the table. Brittany nodded smoothly, and Peter looked
over at the table where all the Cliffhangers had joined again. His eyes
connected with Scott's, and Peter nodded. He did the same with Shelby.
Scott and Shelby rose
smoothly, and made their way over to Peter and Brittany. They looked at each
other in alarm when they say that Brittany was crying. Kneeling down in front
of Brittany, Scott turned her face to his. "What's the matter?" He asked her,
and then Peter.
"Brittany has something
that she has to tell you two." Peter said, nodding them into chairs around the
table. "And neither of you are going to like her for it." Peter placed a hand
on Britt's shoulder, and she started to cough. "Go on."
Brittany took a deep
breath, and looked into Scott's eyes. He would understand why she did what she
did. He had seen football players at their old high school do the exact same
thing to get the girl they want. Smoothing her face with her hands, Brittany
looked up at Shelby. "Alex isn't the kind of guy you think he is." She started
easily. "I know you don't want to admit this, but he's your typical rich guy."
"What are you talking
about?" Shelby crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned to Peter.
"What is she talking about?" Already, she didn't like where this was going.
"Let her finish." Peter
slid into the chair next to Brittany.
Time stood still for a
few moments as Brittany tried to calm herself down. "Alex couldn't stand to see
you and Scott get closer, so he asked me to do something about it. He told me
that it would be worth my while-"
"She's lying." Shelby
barked, cutting Brittany off. "Alex would never do that."
The check switched
hands smoothly, and Shelby's eyes widened. "Then why did he write me a fifty
thousand dollar check?" She squared her jaw and looked at Scott. "At first it
was only supposed to for a couple thou. Then after I did it, he handed me that.
He told me that it was worth it."
Shelby covered her
mouth with her hand and Scott put his hands on Brittany's knees. "Why'd you do
it Britt?" He asked her quickly, before Shelby could form the words she was
thinking of. The last thing they needed was a chick fight. "Why'd you take the
money?"
"The same reasons I did
it back at Hemery." Brittany put her hands on Scott's and looked into his eyes.
"I was jealous of what you two had. And misery loves company, remember?"
Shaking her head, Brittany pushed Scott's hands away from her. "I truly am
sorry. You've got to believe me." Tears escaped her eyes and she watched Scott
and Shelby exchange looks.
"Yeah," Shelby said
slowly. "I believe you." Scott stood and put his hand on Shelby's arm. Shaking
her head, Shelby looked him directly in the eyes. She took her room key out of
her handbag and handed it to Scott. "Why don't you take her up to my suite?"
She said softly nodding to Scott that everything would be okay. "I doubt she
brought any clothes up with her, so she can borrow some of mine." Scott
whispered something that Brittany couldn't make out, and Shelby shook her head.
"No. Let me deal with Alex." She kissed him gently on the cheek and turned to
see that Alex had left he room and was now in the lobby with a few chaperones.
Shelby grabbed Alex's
arm and leaned into his shoulder. "I need to speak to you for a moment." She
said as pleasantly as she could. Alex looked at her with questioning eyes, and
she smiled at the two Horizon counselors that were standing next to him. "Alone."
She stated quickly, looking into his eyes. Alex nodded, and Shelby turned to
the chaperones. "If you'll excuse us…" She slowly pulled him away from the
group, and the second they were around the corner she whirled on him. "What the
fuck do you think you're doing?" She asked him angrily.
Alex looked confused
for a second. "Say that one again?" He whipped his brow with the back of his
hand and watched as Shelby pulled a folded white paper out of her handbag. He
recognized it immediately, and his mind spun. "Shell-"
"No." She spat out harshly. "I don't want to hear anymore of your lame
ass excuses. This time Alex, I want the truth."
Looking around the
room, Alex motioned for her to lower her voice. "Could we have this
conversation somewhere else?" He asked smoothly, knowing all too well that if
he could get her alone, he could make her see that he did it for her. Shelby's
gaze never wavered, and he lowered his head to look more clearly into her eyes.
"Please Shelby?"
"I can't believe that you
of all people could do something like this!" Shelby shouted as Alex turned away
from her. They had been arguing back and forth for at least twenty minutes
already, and she still couldn't see how Alex couldn't see that what he did was
wrong. She wasn't even sure why she had agreed to have this conversation up in
Alex's room, but she was glad for a little privacy. She couldn't believe how
confident he was, how arrogant. Rage consumed her body, twisting her emotions
of pain and sorrow until there was nothing left but hate and indifference. Once
again she was Slate Harding. "I thought you cared for me?" She asked him
softly.
"I loved you." Alex
said bluntly. "Then you went after Scott, after you told me that whatever you
had with him was over."
"I did what I had to
do!" She screamed at him, her heart constricting. "There was a time that I
would have sworn you knew what that was like." She wanted to hurt him now. To
make him wish that he hadn't shown her mixed emotions when all she needed was
someone to understand what she was going through. She wanted to make him feel
all the hurt and betrayal that she was going through.
She made her voice
velvety soft. "To think that I allowed you to hold me and tell me that
everything would be alright."
Alex stopped cold,
realization dawning through him.
"To think that I
actually wanted your arms around me."
Slowly, suddenly turned
on by her soft, delicate words, he turned to regard her. She was sitting on the
bed, his bed, watching him with eyes the color of the sea.
"To think I wanted you
to touch me"
He took a step
foreword.
"Makes me sick." Shelby
finished before his foot hit the marble floor.
The back of his hand
came down on her right cheek hard.
Shelby fell back onto
the bed, her right hand immediately reaching for her cheek. Alex didn't even
register what had happened until he saw the tears in her eyes. He didn't even
realize that he had struck her. He took a step to her, just to watch her creep
back onto the bed some more to get away from him. "Shell…" His voice died down
as Shelby's eyes lifted to look into his. Never in his entire life had he seen
so much pain and hatred. And he never wanted to see it again. Especially coming
from Shelby's eyes. "I'm so sorry." He tried to reach out to her, but
she recoiled again.
"Don't touch me again."
She coughed, her face still stinging from his hand. He reached for her again,
and she slapped his hand away. "I said don't fucking touch me!" She
shouted at him. She could feel her voice constrict as the tears ran down her
face. As calmly as she could, Shelby stood and took a few deep breaths.
"Shell-"
She barely registered
that he had spoken as she began to move to the door. "I'm never going to see
you again." She stated calmly. "I'm going to receive a letter from you're
secretary telling me how to get into my bank account, and then you're going to
disappear from my life." She wiped her eyes and turned to face him. Her mind
was still trying to put its thoughts back together. "How could you think that
you could turn me into who I used to be?" Little by little, Shelby felt as
though she would be fine. "How could you try to buy my love? How do you justify
trashing my heart?" She wiped her eyes again and opened the door. "I'm never
gonna see you again." She repeated as she walked out of the door and into the
hall. The door shut with a soft click and Shelby began to sob.
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