"Are you hurt?"
Marissa held him close to her.
"Trey! What are you doing here? This is impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible, Sandy got me out on bail. He said you guys were hanging out here tonight. I had to come see you and it's a good thing I did."
"Yea, I came out here to look for Summer-"
"Alone? In the dark?"
"You make me sound so naive." Marissa looked up at Trey with a pouty face.
"No, no. Trouble just seems to follow you."
"Speak for yourself."
"So you want to go back inside?"
"Uh, not really. I'm still a bit shook up."
"No problem, we can chill back at my place."
"Sounds good."
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A drunken Carter fell backwards off the queen size bed, clutching his balls in and screaming in pain.
"Stay away from me you bastard!" Kristen leapt up, grabbed her purse off the floor and stumbled out of the hotel room.
The downstairs lobby was extremely quiet and the lights were dim. Kristen, stricken with panic caused her to sober up a bit. She rushed over to the main desk, but there was no one in site. She spotted a payphone and immediately knew who to call.
Sandy, who had fallen in front of the T.V., sprung up from the couch at the sound of the telephone ringing. He had a long day from working on Trey's case and was lucky enough to be able to get him out on bail. His initial thought was that one of the kids were in trouble as he reached to answer the call.
"Hello?"
No one answered.
"Wrong number I guess-"
"Sandy wait!"
"Kristen?"
"I need you to come get me now."
"Why? What-"
"Sandy please! Can you just do it! ... Please."
"All right, I'm on my way."
Kristen hung up the phone quietly. She turned around and noticed the elevator doors were open.
"Hello? Who's there?"
Not liking the eerie quiet, she began to leave to go outside. Her heart was pounding with every slow step. The door suddenly seemed so out of reach as if she'd never get there. Suddenly, someone grabbed her shoulder and she screamed.
"Ma'am what's wrong? I'm terrible sorry I scared you."
Kristen breathed a sigh of relief that she was no longer alone.
"I'm- I'm just waiting for my husband to come pick me up."
"Why my goodness you seem out of breath. How about we get you some coffee?"
Kristen simply nodded and the kind lady led her into a chair.
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"Lance, don't be stupid. A gunshot wound to the old man's skull will be traced directly back to you." Julie puffed on an extra long cig and blew smoke out of Lance's car window. They were parked several blocks away from her mansion.
"But babe that's how I do."
"Well things are going to have to go down differently isn't it?"
Lance let out a long sigh, "And knowing you Jewels, you already have this whole thing planned out in your head?"
Julie just smiled in response and took off her sunglasses.
"Let's go."
Caleb stood out on the deck of the pool, sipping some gin. As Julie laid eyes upon him, she wondered what the man could possibly be looking so intent about.
"Caleb honey, glad to see you could make it home for dinner."
"Well you asked me to."
"A wife should never have to ask."
Caleb finally turned around and was surprised. Julie was in a killer red dress with a plunging neck line and shoes to match of course.
"You look..."
"Save it."
"Please don't flatter yourself. I was going to say like one of you're porn videos."
Julie could feel her blood curdle, but kept on a pleasant face.
"Shall we eat?"
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"O, I almost forgot!" Marissa said suddenly causing Trey to jump as he let her into his apartment.
"What is it?"
"I was suppose to tell Sum something before I left."
"Can't it wait?"
"Not exactly. Turns out the guy she's currently with lied to her."
"O."
"I'll just give her a quick call." Marissa flipped open her cell phone and scrolled down her list of numbers till she got to 'Summer Roberts".
Summer was currently nodding her head to the sweet music of the All America Rejects. She started tapping her foot too, but that was out of lack of patience because Zack was taking incredibly too long getting her a drink.
Over the music and the crowd she heard a faint ringing. On instinct she reached into her purse and saw it was Marissa calling.
"Hey Coop. Where are you?"
"I was there, but I left with Trey."
Summer let out an excited gasp, "O my God Coop! You LEFT with TREY!"
"I swear to God Sum, Ryan better not have been near by when you said that."
"No, actually I think he left too."
"Really? Huh. Anyway this isn't about me. I called cause I found something out."
"What is it?"
"Well that night Zack swooped in and saved you from the comic book party?"
"Yeah... Coop just say it."
"I hate to tell you this, but he planned the whole thing from the beginning. He wanted to make Seth look bad on purpose."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah of course."
Summer glanced up and saw Zack coming toward her carrying her drink.
"Coop, I got to go."
"Sum... what are you going to do? Sum-?" Summer clicked her phone shut. Zack handed Summer her drink.
"Sorry it took so long. The girl ahead of me had no clue how- hey why are you looking at me like that?"
"ARG!" Summer threw her drink in Zack's face.
"Whoa! What is your problem! I said I was sorry!"
"It's not that! Is it true you set Cohen up that night of the comic book party!"
"Set him up? No- no- uh more like- I just-"
"Save it!" With those last words, Summer stormed off through the crowd.
Zack knowing her wrath, decided against chasing after her.
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Kristen was silent for the whole car ride. Sandy pulled up into their driveway.
"Are you going to talk about it?"
"There is nothing to talk about Sandy."
Kristen rushed out of the car, slamming the door. Sandy chased her into the house, but Kristen was quick to walk up the stairs.
"But honey? What happened?"
"Good night Sandy." Kristen said firmly.
Sandy just shook his head and went into the kitchen for a glass of water. He was surprised to see Ryan at the fridge.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hear any of that."
Sandy shrugged, "It's ok. I'm not even sure what's wrong, but she's acting like it's my fault. I'll be up in a second to talk to her. I'm gonna get some answers."
"Good luck."
"Thanks kid, I'll need it. Hey, aren't you suppose to be out tonight?"
"Yea, but everyone sorta left early and I couldn't find where Marissa went so I decided to call it a night."
"I see. O, by the way, good news! Can't believe I almost forgot."
"What?"
"I got Trey out of jail- well at least for now."
"That's great."
"I guess he figured it was too late to give him a call. He'll probably come by to see you in the morning."
"Yea. Cool."
"Well I have to go talk to the misses now."
"Goodnight."
"You too."
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Julie let out a loud laugh at something Caleb had uttered. She sipped her martini.
"No, Julie. I'm serious."
Julie's face fell and her heart stopped cold.
"Caleb... couldn't this have waited till after dinner?"
Caleb stabbed his fork into a piece of chicken. "No, I'd be best if you signed this papers as soon as possible."
"I'm not signing anything without my lawyers-"
"Ha- you mean MY lawyers? Look JuJu, your our of luck. I'll give you the gist: you divorce me, get out of my house, my life, my bank account and walk away with nothing."
"... Does anybody else know about this?"
"No. Not yet anyway." Caleb poured some red wine into his empty glass and took a gulp.
Julie stared at him closely as he did it. "Good."
"Good? What is that suppose-? Agh!" Caleb fell backwards out of his chair, clutching his heart. "What the-!" He struggled to get back up, but instead collapsed face forward. Just before his eyes closed he saw a blurred image of Lance standing beside Julie. They were just standing there watching him.
Julie turned to Lance, "O no! I didn't see that coming! My husband has had a heart attack, whatever should I do?" She put her hands to her face like that kid in the 'Home Alone' movie.
"Quick fooling around babe. Now what?"
"Now all I have to do is call 911. I've left a note for my girls too and sent a message to Jimmy telling him to come home right away. Then we can-" Julie couldn't finish. Instead she let out a gasp. Caleb had twisted her arm behind her back and put the steak knife to her throat.
"You need a way stronger poison to stop me bitch!"
In a flash Lance pulled out his gun and fired three shots at Caleb's head. He didn't miss the last time.