AN: This is going to be another chapter with a big surprise in it.
I'm trying to get this fic and my other one done before school starts on Monday so I don't have a million things going on at once, but it's really not seeming like it's going to work. Review! I need the encouragement to write faster!
Blink
"I don't know what to do."
Mush and I were sitting out by the pool, just basically wasting the daylight. We didn't have anything better to do.
"You mean with the veto?"
"Yeah."
"Then don't use it."
"What?"
He smirked, squinting his eyes against the bright sunlight bearing down on us. "I guess since you're an actor, you wouldn't understand the saying, when in doubt don't do it."
"Hey!"
"I'm just kidding, Blink. Don't get your boxers in a twist."
That's out little country boy for you. Don't get your boxers in a twist…I'd have to write that one down. That was hilarious, just because he said it so…innocently.
"Well, how would you use it?" I asked, jumping down into the water and shivering in the freezing cold waist deep water.
"I would take Skittery off the block."
"What? Are you insane? Why?"
He shrugged. "I just don't feel like it's time for him to go yet."
I didn't answer. I trusted Mush, but this time, I thought he was dead wrong. I guess part of loving someone is agreeing to disagree.
"Mush, I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"Your family…they're not gonna take this well."
He laughed, but it was forced. "It wasn't like you did this all alone. I think I may have played a part in it. Just maybe."
Mush
We didn't get much more time to converse in peace.
Skittery suddenly slammed open the screen door, and then took a running leap into the pool, soaking both me and Blink. I rubbed the water out of my eyes and Skittery was laughing like a maniac, not phased by Blink staring daggers at him.
"You're in a good mood." Blink mumbled. "What did ya do, scare Race to death again?"
Skittery shook his head, the stupid grin not leaving his face.
"You got into the coffee again, didn't you?" I asked.
"Who, me?"
Blink groaned and climbed out of the pool, holding a towel tightly around his shoulders. "Coffee has the same effect on you that beer would have on Mush."
Skittery's smile disappeared- completely fake, though. "Aw…come on, Blinky…you don't mean that."
"Don't call me Blinky."
Blink traipsed inside to get dried off, and Skittery sat beside me on the edge of the pool. Somehow, he didn't look the same with bright purple hair. I couldn't say anything, though…I'm sure I didn't exactly look very good with bright red hair.
"Your boyfriend is no fun." Skittery mumbled, and I knew he was kidding just by the tone of his voice. But I answered anyway.
"Oh, he can be tons of fun."
I meant it innocently. I really did. But as Skittery doubled over in laughter and fell back into the pool because of it, I realized just how wrong that sounded. How very wrong.
"I didn't mean it like that! You're such a pervert!" I yelled at him, and then I got up, knowing I was blushing bright red, and stomped back into the house, slamming the door behind me. Bumlets and Spot looked up in shock as I sat down on the couch and fumed.
"Lover's spat?" Bumlets asked.
"No. Skittery's just being a jerk."
They both laughed, which only made me even madder.
Bumlets couldn't help but say it. "So that's why Blink came through here like a mad hornet!"
I groaned and stood up, and then I made the decision to do what I had been planning. I had to do it now, or else I might not get the chance. I turned around in the doorway.
"Where are Specs and Dutchy?"
"Probably taking their 7 minutes of heaven in the closet." Spot muttered, and they both cracked up again. They must have had coffee too.
I rolled my eyes. "You guys are no help."
I found Specs and Dutchy, and no, they were not in the closet. Dutchy was giving Specs another painting lesson, and hopefully they wouldn't get paint all over the walls again.
"Hey, guys. Can we talk?"
Dutchy nodded, and I closed the door and strolled over to them, looking over Specs's shoulder at the easel. He had improved since his last try…he still sucked at it, but he had improved.
"I want to offer you guys a deal. Both of you."
Specs stopped painting and gestured to the bed, and we all three sat down.
"We're listening." Dutchy said. I still couldn't used to his black hair, and Specs's neon green hair was practically making me go blind.
"Blink isn't going to use the veto…at least, I'm pretty sure he's not. I wanted to ask you guys if you would vote out Itey instead of Skittery. In return for complete safety from me."
"Why do you want him to stay? He's gonna murder someone!" Specs said.
"I just don't want him out yet. I need some more time with him."
Dutchy smirked. "Cheatin' on Blink already?"
"You know that's not true." I hissed, for once letting my anger show through. Both of them were stunned for a moment, knowing that they shouldn't cross me like that again.
"It still wouldn't save him. He'd need four votes, and there are only three of us." Specs pointed out.
"I know. I'm just trusting my gut on this one. If you guys promise to vote Itey out, no matter what happens, you've still got that safety. I promise."
"Will you promise to protect us if Skittery comes after us?" Dutchy asked, hiding his laughter.
"If that's what you want, yes. Anything."
They looked at each other, and Specs shrugged, obviously letting Dutchy decide.
"Okay…I trust you. I think we both do…you've got a deal."
Itey
I felt pretty much safe, after that stunt that Skittery pulled. Now all I needed was for Blink to not use the veto, and I was safe. No doubt.
"Alright. Time for the veto meeting. Is everyone ready?" Blink asked. No one answered; we didn't need to.
Blink took a deep breath, and then he lifted his chin. "I choose to not use the power of veto."
That was it. I had won. I was going to stay in.
The Votes
Mush
Maybe the other guys were right. Maybe I was insane. But I trust my instincts, and right now my gut were telling me to keep Skittery here. And hopefully away from the coffee.
I felt sorry for Itey. Truly, I would've voted to keep him if I didn't think Skittery needed to stay here. Besides, Itey's hair was about to force me into insanity.
So I voted to evict Itey.
Spot
Hmm…let's see…a criminal with murderous tendencies? Or a cute little kid who was no threat in the game?
Come on now. Really. I voted to evict Skittery.
Race
You shouldn't even have to ask. I mean, the guy tried to kill me!
I voted to evict Skittery.
Specs
I should be voting to evict Skittery. I really should. But that deal was just too good to pass up, for both me and Dutchy. Mush was one of the strongest players in the house (even if he didn't know it), and now we had his protection. Guaranteed.
So, with heavy reluctance, I voted to evict Itey.
Blink
I don't know what Mush has up his sleeves, but if it involves keeping that insane killer in the house, I'm just staying out of it. He should just accept that Skittery is basically gone. There's no hope for that kid.
I'm voting to evict Skittery.
Dutchy
A promise is a promise. And unlike some people, I don't break them.
I voted to evict Itey.
Bumlets
It's a hard decision for me. I haven't talked to Skittery yet, but I can only assume that our truce is still in effect, even if Race shattered our triple block protection. And Skittery is a strong player. Very strong. I can either keep him and hope our protection is still intact, or I can evict him and drop all deals.
However, even if I vote to keep him, there's no way he'll stay. That kid has no hope. So I may as well give the poor guy a sympathy vote. Wouldn't want him voted out unanimously.
So, without really caring, I voted to evict Itey.
I guess I should've cared.
The Eviction
Race
I was happy. Hell, I was more than happy. That maniac was finally going to leave. In fact, Skittery himself was so sure of it that he had one hand on his bag through the whole ceremony.
"Hello, house guests."
"Hi Sarah."
"The votes are in. Are you ready to hear the results?"
We all nodded. We were all sure what was going to happen. She may as well just skip reading the results and just let Skittery walk out now.
"Okay, house guests. By a vote of 4 to 3, Itey, you are evicted from the big brother house."
What the HELL?!
"Sarah, there's gotta be some mistake!" I managed to squeak out.
"No mistake. Itey, you have one minute to say goodbye and walk out the front door."
Skittery was absolutely floored. He looked at Itey, who was even worse- he was practically in a state of shock. But slowly, numbly, Itey stood up and said his goodbyes, and he was gone.
It suddenly sank in what had just happened, and it quickly dawned on me how bad this was.
Oh, holy shit.
I was as good as dead.
AN: I'm sorry this chapter took so long! It took me a long time to decide what was actually going to happen. But here it is! Please review! I'll love you forever if you do! Unless it's a bad review, then I'll just cry…but that's beside the point…
And I know this chapter is poorly written. I'm really sorry about that. The next one will be better, I promise. The next chapter will be another 'what are they thinking' chapter. And it will be lots of fun.