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Out of Control, Part 10

At the other end of Veronica's gaze, Randy was still sitting on Vaughn's bare chest, her bare legs pressing against his sides. She was leaning over him and trying to avoid the alcohol soaked cotton in her hand. And more than likely, he would have a clear view of Randy's more than generous cleavage. Her nails dug into her palms. His one hand was holding her arm away, but Randy's position was precarious. If he let go, she would fall completely on top of him, which meant their lips could possibly meet. The mere thought made her sapphire eyes glitter dangerously.

"Oh boy," Chris muttered under his breath, aware of how Veronica was beginning to look. He knew it was not going to go well for his sister or Vaughn.

Randy and Vaughn were still arguing.

"Vaughn, just hold still."

"I'm not going to let you touch me with that."

"I'm going to kill you in a minute if you don't hold still."

"You love me too much to kill me."

"That I do, but it won't stop me from strangling you, Blondie."

"I hate that nickname."

"Then hold still."

"Couldn't you just kiss it and make it feel better? At least I won't come away screaming in pain."

"That's not taking care of you, that's indulging your fantasy life."

"I like that fantasy life."

"You would."

Veronica's eyes turned to a darker hue at Vaughn's response.

Vaughn felt someone else's presence in the room. It was also powerfully angry and jealous. His eyes turned towards the source. They locked with furious sapphire eyes. "Veronica," he said faintly.

"Ver?" Randy turned her head towards that direction. She caught the killing look, shooting from her friend's eyes. She looked down at Vaughn. She knew how Veronica sort of felt towards him and the yelling match the two of them had over her kissing him when they were kids stood out in her mind. Vaughn and her were in a very compromising predicament with the way she was straddling his chest. "It's not what it looks like."

"You shut up, you backstabbing bitch! I know exactly what it looks like and what it sounds like," Veronica said, her voice vibrating with rage.

"Ver, it's nothing," Randy reiterated, an ominous look beginning to enter her eyes from the comment. "I'm just trying to clean him up."

"Randy, get off of me," Vaughn said as he gently pushed her off. He sat up. "Ver, it really is nothing. I was just being…"

"Yourself? You were lying with her on top of you! You're shirtless and she's barely wearing anything at all!" Veronica yelled. "You've even admitted that you wanted to go to bed with her!"

"Veronica, I know it looked bad, but…"

"No "buts" this time! You want her, you can have her kiss you and make it all feel better!"

"I was joking!" Vaughn snapped, angry with himself for being caught in this position.

"It didn't sound like it! You've had your tongue halfway down her throat before!" Veronica screamed at him.

Hilde turned an eye towards her daughter, arching a brow.

Victoria was frowning.

And Chris was leaning on the divider with rapt interest.

"It was six years ago! He had to learn somewhere! Why do you persist in bringing that up! Get over it," Randy shot back as she sat on her heels on the end of the couch.

"It meant nothing then and what you saw means nothing now!" Vaughn replied, desperate to make her understand.

"Like I believe that. Randy's always is going to have some thrall over you even though she's with your cousin. And you," she growled, looking at Randy, "Will always come away a winner when it comes to him. You were the first one to kiss him, the first one to flirt with him, hell, you might as well be the first one to sleep with him!"

Randy's nostril's flared at the barb. "I'm not in habit of sleeping around!"

"You certainly act like it, you tramp!"

"You know, Ver, if you always wanted him so badly, why didn't you pay attention to him? Answer that! You were always too busy with your other boy toys to notice him and too concerned with making sure they paid attention to you and not me!" Randy gritted out as she stood up, her hands fisted at her sides. "If you had noticed, you could have kissed him first and could have been the first one to flirt with him, but you weren't. And you never did! So, it left me. If you don't like it, you can go screw yourself!"

Veronica's hands fisted at her sides as well. "How typical, you blame me."

"You are to blame," Randy hissed back. "If you wanted him, you should've done something about it!"

"Randy! Veronica! Will you two stop it?" Vaughn yelled over the din. He looked over at the woman, who held his heart. "Ver, please let this go. Randy and I are always like this. You should know that it doesn't mean anything. I know it looked bad," he stated as he stood up and went over to her. He went to place his hands on her shoulders.

Veronica jerked away from his touch. "Don't you touch me! You've made it obvious about who you fantasize. So go back to your fantasy and leave me the hell alone." She turned on her heel and pushed past her sister. "Vic, take me home."

Victoria gave Vaughn a fulminating look before following her sister.

Chris followed her, pulling her back. "Let your sister stew for awhile. She'll get over it."

Victoria gave him a look. "And why would I do that?"

"Because what my sister said is partially right," Chris replied staunchly.

"And you called her a slut," Vaughn hissed behind them.


Chris turned to look at the hard amethyst eyes. "I never said that outright."

"But you did imply it," Vaughn growled.

"Well she did put herself up to…"

"She's not a slut and I advise you to keep your comments to yourself because I won't hesitate to kick your ass for them!" Vaughn threatened as he pushed past them and after Veronica. "Ver, please," he called after her.

Victoria glared at her husband before going out to the car. "You should've kept your mouth shut, Chris."

Vaughn pressed his hands against the windows. She wasn't looking at him. "Veronica, please," he pleaded again. She turned her head away. He felt like a knife was twisting itself in his heart. The pain from her was tremendous, coupled with his; it nearly made him gasp for breath. "Veronica…"

"Leave it, Vaughn, she doesn't want to talk to you," Victoria snapped as she climbed into her car and slammed the door shut.

Vaughn stepped back as Victoria jerked her car into gear and pulled out of the driveway. He shoved a frustrated hand through his hair. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath. He turned to look at Randy, who had followed them out. "You know, you didn't have to start that argument with her."

"What was I supposed to do? Let her insult me? I think not. Just because she's pregnant doesn't mean, I'm going to take any of her crap. She accused me of cheating with you, which is so totally ridiculous to begin with," Randy replied hotly as she crossed her arms over her chest. "And you didn't have to go and get in a fight with Bobby over her."

"She's pregnant?" Chris questioned. "When did this happen?"

"While you were away and if you were here, your wife wouldn't have been in a foul mood for the past month and a half," Vaughn snapped in response. He looked back at Randy. "You shouldn't have egged her on. You know how she gets."

"Oh please, don't coddle her to death, Vaughn! She wouldn't be so fired up about this, if she knew how you felt towards her. She's pissed at me because I had you first and she hates to be second. She's only getting it through her thick head that she's half in love with you," Randy said, exasperated. "And she wouldn't be so mad at herself as well because she knows what I said was true. If she wanted you, she should have paid attention."

"Still no reason for you to rub it in her face, Randy," Vaughn gritted out.

"Well excuse me for being a truth sayer, next time I'll just lie to make her feel better," Randy growled back.

"You do that because now she's pissed at me!"

"She'll get over it!"

"Well you didn't have to go and open your big mouth!"

"Well go and tell her you're in love with her and maybe you wouldn't have this problem!"

"A little late for that since she won't even look at me!"

"Will you two stop it!" Hilde yelled over Randy and Vaughn. She gave her daughter a stern look. "You shouldn't have needled her and you," she said as she looked at Vaughn, "should've told her. Plus, I want a little explanation as to why your tongue was down Randy's throat."

"We were fourteen and we were teaching each other to kiss, end of story," Randy replied as she looked over her shoulder at her mother.

Hilde sighed and shook her head. "Never let your father know about this." She glanced at Vaughn. "Go on home and try calling her, maybe she would've cooled down some." She passed her oldest child a look. "And you should keep your comments to yourself."

Chris frowned, but said nothing.

Randy looked back at the blond. "You should call her as soon as possible too before she digs herself in and won't talk to you at all."

Vaughn bent his head back. "I guess that's all I can do and I hope she has calmed down because I wouldn't be able to tell her that I loved her if she didn't."

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Veronica ran up the steps to her room, slamming the door behind her. Flinging herself across the bed, she burst into hot tears. "Why does she have to be right? Why does he have to want her too? Aren't I good enough for him?" she sobbed into the comforter. "Why did I have to fall in love with someone who wants your best friend?"

A/N: Miserable, yes? Stay tuned for more! XOXO!!