Chapter 12: The Trailer of Mayhem
By: iluvguygermaine00 & Cimmy
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Charlie's POV
By: iluvguygermaine00
We seriously got ourselves into a royal mess. I don't think we've been in this much shit ever, in our whole entire fucking lives, any of us. Nobody, and I mean nobody, has done anything right on this damn trip. Pissed, me? Nah.
So, now I have to get us out of this mess because I'm the god-damn captain and everyone turns to me for this crap. First, I have to get us out of this damn trailer. No, maybe I should mediate between my teammates before they all kill each other. Then again, Luis and Catalina are off somewhere doing who knows what, and maybe I should wait to mediate. Congratulations Charlie, you've done it this time!
Fred and Connie have started bickering about what Fred's mother taught him, Julie keeps blabbering on about how she needs to see Mark, and the rest of the team is complaining or doing something that makes someone else miserable. Don't they understand that is completely irrelevant and not helping what-so-ever?
"Do we honestly care?" I glare at Julie, who is the loudest of them all.
"Excuse me?"
"Nobody cares that you 'need' to see Mark," I say, using my fingers to emphasize the quotes around the word need.
"How do you know?" She snaps. "Somebody could care. Adam, don't you care?"
"Uh, not really, sorry Jules." Adam shrugs.
"How can you not care?!" Julie shrieks.
"Because Julie, it's stupid. You've known the guy for a few days and suddenly you're in love. I think it's more important that we get out of here than you seeing Mark again. This is actually your fault you know." I say, rather rudely.
"C'mon Charlie, calm down. We shouldn't be blaming people." Ken says.
"No, I mean if she wasn't so fucking dead set on seeing Mark, we wouldn't be in here."
"I think he's officially lost it." I hear Samantha whisper to Guy.
"Oh, like you're one to talk." I glare at Samantha. "You were blaming people earlier, myself being one of your victims. Not to mention that you've changed so much on the damn trip that you're practically insane. You're probably schizophrenic or something."
She stares at me wide-eyed for what seems like years when Connie breaks the silence. "Charlie, just chill. You're just letting your anger out on the rest of us."
"Oh shove it, Connie." I growl.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Fred joins in.
"Oh, what are you going to do about it? Besides shouldn't you be a little more upset that your girlfriend dumped you?!"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Fred glares at me. Boy, if looks could kill, I'd be dead and six-feet-under by now.
"I don't know. It just seems that if my girlfriend dumped me I might be a tad bit more upset and a little less all over Connie."
"Well they did sleep together." Portman grumbles.
"You slept together?!" Guy howls as the rest of us stare back and forth between Connie and Fred.
"How the hell do you know?" Connie hisses at Portman.
"Well, Connie, you shouldn't have sex in a tent because everyone can hear you!" Portman growls at Connie. My, he's in a bad mood.
Most of us are still staring dumbly at Fred and Connie while Guy decides to repeat himself, "You slept together?!"
Fred looks at Connie and she just shrugs and nods. "Yeah, fine, we slept together."
"Portman!" Fulton yells.
"What?"
"You knew all this time and you didn't tell the rest of us?" Fulton complains.
"Yeah." Portman shrugs.
The reality of what Fred and Connie did finally sets in, "You guys did what?!"
"They slept together," Adam says very slowly.
"I got that, you moron. It was a rhetorical question."
Adam just rolls his eyes.
"God, Orion is going to kill me. Can one of you just decapitate me now?" I groan.
Guy, who's been glaring at Fred for quite some time now, finally speaks up. "How could you sleep together, you had a girlfriend when you came on this trip!"
"Yeah, well, things happen. What do you want me to do about it?" Fred says.
"Does Catalina know?"
"Yes. That's why we broke up." Fred informs us, which most of us had probably assumed was the reason now.
"So you cheated on her! Connie, can you honestly trust a guy who cheated on his girlfriend?"
"What are you getting at? Why the hell do you care anyways?" Connie asks.
"Uh, well," Guy tries to say something.
It's silent for a few moments. The rest of the team, minus Guy, Connie, and Fred, just stare at the three lunatics.
"Are you blind? Seriously, Connie, Guy's been planning a way to get you back this whole trip!" Adam exclaims.
"Oh." Connie says, sounding somewhat surprised.
The majority of us groan. Is my team really that dumb?
"How did you not notice?" Fulton asks.
"I was busy."
"Yeah, screwing Fred." Portman snorts.
"Portman, shut up!" Connie yells.
Her yell makes everyone start talking to one another about Fred and Connie sleeping together and Guy wanting to get Connie back.
I shake my head. Why me?
"Everyone just shut up!" I bellow.
All the talking going on stops at once and everyone is looking at me.
"I don't care who slept with who, or who wants to get back together with who, or even who cares for that matter. I know that I'm going to die when we get home, but I seriously don't want to spend my time worrying about it in a god damn trailer."
"Why are you going to die?" Ken asks.
"Well, Ken, once Coach Orion finds out about all of this, I'm dead; I'm completely screwed."
"Who says he's going to find out?"
"Like none of you are going to let it slip?" I ask.
They all stare at me, as if saying 'no'.
"My thoughts exactly."
It's silent for awhile. A good, non-chaotic silence, but Portman has to ruin it.
"I still can't believe Fred got laid." He says bluntly.
Connie lets a frustrated groan and walks over to Portman and punches him.
"What the hell was that for?" Portman yells, clutching his nose.
"What do you think?" Connie yells back.
They go back and forth for awhile, yelling at each other about Fred's sex life and how Portman shouldn't be involved with it.
Fred finally decides to step in, "Can we not talk about my sex life, please? Just drop it. Yes, Connie and I slept together, okay. I think we all understand that, we don't have to discuss if further."
"I still don't see why you had to sleep together. I mean, you did have a girlfriend." Guy glares at Fred.
Fred opens his mouth to say something, but Samantha beats him to it.
"Guy, just drop it. You're just upset because you wanted to get Connie back, and now you can't because you were slow and didn't make your move. Get over it." She says this last part rather slowly for Guy's liking.
"I thought you were on my side!" Guy bellows.
"What sides?"
"You were the one saying how Connie and I were meant to be!" Guy continues to scream.
"You can stop yelling, I'm only five inches away from you. Maybe I was wrong, I'm not all-knowing, you know."
"Well you should be." Guy snaps.
"Well you should be." Samantha mocks and rolls her eyes.
"Are you schizophrenic?" Guy glares.
"No." Samantha said, obviously offended.
"Then why are you acting so different?"
Well, at least we're sort of mediating between each other here.
"What – a person can't change?" Samantha remarks.
The rest of us are silent, including Guy. Most of us have known each-other for years now, and we all changed together.
"Obviously not." Samantha sighs.
It's silent, once again.
"Can we try to get out of here, please? I really want to see Mark." Julie informs us, like we had no idea.
"Why don't you try doing something, little missy." Fred replies, "I've tried to get us out, but did anyone else help…no."
Here we go again.
Guy's POV
Fred and Connie.
Connie and Fred.
Fred and Connie slept together.
Connie and Fred slept together.
Fred and Connie had sex.
Connie and Fred had sex.
Fred and Connie 'made love'.
Connie and Fred 'made love'.
No matter how I put it in my head, it doesn't sound right.
Fred cheated on Catalina, now that makes sense.
But, why? I thought Catalina and Fred were happy. Like Connie and I had once been. I also thought Connie and I were meant to be. No, I was told Connie and I were meant to be. What a bunch of liars. The name 'Guy' should be inserted wherever you see the name 'Fred' up on that list. Where did I go wrong?
She practically chose Fred over me! What does Fred have, that I don't? What's so appealing about a guy who cheats on his girlfriend?! Maybe it's because Fred has money. We all know I come from a middle class family, as does Connie. So, maybe I'm not good enough for her. What's next, is she going to sleep with Adam, too?
I don't get it! He had a girlfriend, what the hell was he doing with Connie? Connie was mine, and according to everyone, it was obvious I wanted her back and that we were meant to be. But, no, once again, I get screwed over in life.
Not to mention, if Fred likes Connie oh-so-much, why didn't he go over to share a tent with her and break it off with Catalina! Or, give her his sleeping bag, better yet, they could've shared it!
Of course, everyone acts like it's normal. How the hell is this normal? Two of our teammates slept together, while one cheated on his girlfriend!
We all know someone else could have gone with Connie to get her god-forsaken pass. But, of course, super hero Fred had to go with her.
I officially hate that kid. I could just break his nose.
This is all Julie's and Samantha's fault. If Julie hadn't been in such a rush to get to the festival, Connie wouldn't have forgotten her pass. If Samantha hadn't switched tents with Connie, I would have made sure she had her pass being that she has been so forgetful on this trip already. Not to mention, they both refused to go back to get Connie's pass.
We better get out of here soon. Right now, I hate everything. I want to go home and get away from everything and everyone, especially the new couple. Someone remind me not to go on anymore group trips with this team.
Life bites.