Thank you to everybody who read or gave kudos the last chapter. You are so fabulous.
This chapter is rated M for discussions of a previous sexual assault. Nothing graphic, but the scars remain. I don't like writing consensual graphic sex scenes, so I'm not writing graphic non-consensual ones. I tend to remain cautious about ratings even though I rarely write explicit sex scenes. Of course, if we went by MPAA guidelines, everything I write would be R-rated for the cursing.
Also, Chad and Sharpay make out a lot.
Disclaimer: I own none of the songs used in this chapter. There are a lot.
Chapter 6: Chad, where's my bra?
Midmorning August 23, 2008
"Chad, where's my bra?" That was not the question Chad was expecting Sharpay to ask. He should have known better. Only Sharpay would be more concerned about missing clothing than anything else. Despite the fact, she woke up in his room this morning.
"You're missing your keys, your cell phone, and your wallet from that pile of clothing in your hands. Yet you ask about your bra? Your priorities are really skewed." Chad responded in exasperation.
"It is a $300 custom-made bra with my initials and is design to fit me perfectly. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a decent bra when you are an abnormal size?" Sharpay said in a whiny voice as she sat down on the bed she used the night before.
She did not have to describe the lacy article of clothing. Chad received an excellent view of the item when it landed on his head the night before. However, he would never tell her that. Ryan was still going to kill him.
Even though he knew Sharpay was freaking out about not remembering things, Chad is happy that she didn't remember everything. He really hoped she would not regain her memory of what happened right before she passed out. The images of the night before would forever be in his mind. He would be taking ice-cold showers for the next month (or more likely in need of a KY refill).
He found it ironic that the first mostly naked female body he ever saw in person was Sharpay Evans. That was another he would never tell Taylor (or Ryan). He could not think about that right now. He needed to focus on the situation at hand, which was the extremely irrational Sharpay on the verge of cracking up.
"I believe you're missing cell phone cost more. Seriously your priorities are very skewed, Evans."
"They're not. If I knew where it was, then maybe I would have an idea of what you and I did last night." The panic was back in her voice again, only worse this time. Shit!
"Nothing happened, Sharpay," Chad said, trying to calm her down that was not entirely accurate. Something happened the night before, but not that.
If he were a weaker person, it probably would have. The situation had been very tempting. But Chad is an expert in not sleeping with an Evans when the opportunity presents itself. His mom also taught him the importance of enthusiastic consent, and Sharpay was too inebriated to consent. He would not do that to Sharpay, especially knowing what he does now.
Even if Sharpay was sober enough to consent, Chad would never treat Taylor like Zeke treated Sharpay. Even after the baseball seduction incident, Chad pushed Ryan away, asking for time to think things over before it went any farther. (And he was in such a daze that he grabbed the wrong shirt but whatever).
Technically, he wasn't even exclusively with Taylor at that point. Still, it wasn't fair to anyone to do anything more at that point.
"We kissed at least seven times last night, and there is a giant hickey on your neck. I am sure I have one to match. That is so not nothing. We obviously did something last night." Sharpay practically screamed out the obvious.
"We were putting on a show for Penelope. It was just a performance, not anything real," Chad told her. If you tell yourself a lie repeatedly, do you begin to believe it? Even Chad was starting to have some doubts about what really happened the night before at this point. Unlike Sharpay, he actually remembered everything.
However, this is the version of the truth Chad will tell Sharpay now and Taylor later when she comes to visit him during the second weekend of October. In the interest of self-preservation, he would keep the details of the night before to himself. Hopefully, Taylor and Sharpay will never find out. (You need to stop lying to yourself, Danforth.)
He knew that Sharpay would not say anything, even if she remembered. The two girls were not friends. There would not be 3:00 AM phone calls to gossip about the latest things happening between these two. They could barely stand each other in high school. This probably made the situation even worse. Although Sharpay could tell Ryan, who was friends with Taylor. Somehow the thought of Ryan finding out what happened was more concerning to Chad then Taylor. Chad doesn't have the emotional energy to contemplate why.
It was not as if they were planning on anything happening. Nothing happened - it really was all just an act for Penelope. (Just keep lying to yourself, Danforth.)
There are moments when it's better to believe a lie. Right now, Chad needs to convince Sharpay of that before she loses consciousness. The fact that he initiated a kiss when they were alone in his bedroom was irrelevant. It didn't matter that Sharpay put on a personal 'performance' that did more for him than most porn. (OK, all porn and Taylor, but again that's something he doesn't have time to analyze at the moment.) In Sharpay's alcohol influenced mind, she was just doing an acting exercise.
"If your acting skills were that good in junior year, no one could have stood a chance against you. I almost believed it was real." To Chad, it did feel real. Her kisses felt like fire and ice together. It was unlike anything he ever experienced before. Therefore it was his best kiss ever.
(Chad doesn't want to think about how kissing Ryan was second, and the asshole from basketball camp 2006 was third. This is not the time to realize that you rank your current girlfriend dead last compared to everyone else you have kissed outside of that cheerleader sophomore year.)
"Thank you. I knew the work at the community theater this summer would pay off." She smiled at him like the mountain lion that she truly is. "But back to the matter at hand, what happened last night?"
"I know you are scared right now. I'm not like that prick Richard who took something that you didn't want to give. I'm not like Zeke, who betrayed you with Penelope. I know we are just starting not to hate each other. However, I am your friend Sharpay. I will not hurt you." Chad sat down next to Sharpay on the bed.
"I know. I trust you, it is just... Wait, how do you know about Richard and Zeke?" Sharpay question Chad.
"I have my sources. Also, you're very talkative when you're drunk. I have no idea you wanted me in handcuffs and a police uniform so badly." Sharpay tried to respond, but nothing came out. Chad was enjoying rendering Sharpay Evans speechless.
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August 22, 2008, 10:12 PM
"Bravo. You're really growing as an actress. That almost looks real. But I know Chad isn't your boyfriend." The sarcasm dripping from every one of Penelope's words made Sharpay want to hurt her. Yes, it wasn't real, but how would she know?
"Why would a guy like that be with a bitch like you? You are a shallow brat who can't even please herself, let alone someone else. You could not keep your last boyfriend from coming to me when you couldn't satisfy him. I made him very satisfied. I'm sure I can make Chad just as satisfied."
It was taking all of Sharpay's willpower not to smack Penelope as she kept talking. Did Zeke actually cheat on her with this slut? Deep down inside of her heart, Sharpay knew it was true.
"I'm sure 15 minutes with me and Chad won't even remember your name." For some reason, she wouldn't understand or remember later, Penelope's words about Chad spark something within her that was beyond anger. Even if Chad was not really her boyfriend, she wouldn't let the evil one get anywhere near her Chad. Chad was her friend, and she would protect him no matter what.
"Why would Chad ever want someone like you, Penelope, when he has me? Not all relationships are about sex. Unlike your usual prey, Chad needs someone who can use multi-syllable words." Before she finished talking, Sharpay was walking to Chad for the second time that night.
She needed to prove to Penelope once and for all that Chad was hers even if, in reality, he was Taylor's boyfriend. This would be the most significant performance of Sharpay's life. Within seconds, she was with Chad again. Before he knew what was going on, she pressed him up against the nearest wall and began to kiss him with such passion that he couldn't breathe. One hand was in his hair while the other one held him in place against the wall.
When she finally moved from his lips to his neck, Chad asked her, "Sharpay, what are you doing?"
"Convincing her that this is real," Sharpay whispered in his ear as she continued to touch him.
"I didn't pay that much attention when doing the play, but most stage kisses don't look like the parties involved are about to take each other's clothes off. They also do not involve that much tongue," Chad said in a breathy whisper.
"She was fucking Zeke while we were dating."
"I know. I tricked Zeke into telling me the truth yest…"That's all she would let Chad say before her mouth descended on his once more.
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August 23, 2008, 12:55 AM
Chad stood in the back of the room nursing his second beer of the evening. Sharpay was currently on stage singing an alarming version of You Ought to Know. The performance was complete with the mutilation of a teddy bear. Kim was standing next to him, filming the entire incident for posterity and possibly blackmail. Note to self asked her for a copy to send to Zeke, a.k.a. the asshole responsible for this.
"I can't believe she got into Alex's toy chest. That's his favorite teddy bear." Kim lamented.
"Who is Alex? Is he your brother or something?" Chad asked, wondering why her house contained a nursery and toy room.
"Something like that," Kim answered noncommittally. "The only reason why I'm not mad is she has no idea she is drunk right now."
"What do you mean she is drunk? All she drank was that sugar-free punch. It was in the fridge in a special bottle with Sharpay on it." Chad asked, confused.
"Apparently, my roommate believes Crystal Light should be made with vodka. No one can get that buzzed off of an artificial sweetener." As he turned back to the stage/tabletop, he noticed Sharpay stumbling around as she continued to sing.
"You go get some coffee; I will get her off the stage," Chad said as he ran to the makeshift karaoke stage.
"How am I going to get a no-fat soy latte at nearly 1 AM? Sharpay will not drink normal coffee, even if she is drunk." Kim said to the retreating Chad.
"Bottle water then. We probably shouldn't add caffeine to this anyway."
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August 23, 2008 1:43 AM
"I can't believe you talked me into walking her back to the dorms. I also cannot believe you are taping this. If you put this on the internet, Sharpay will kill you." Chad said as Sharpay continued to sing and dance her way across campus. Chad had no idea the Backstreet Boys had that many breakup songs. Although he did find Sharpay's version of "Get Another Boyfriend" entertaining. Unfortunately, her version of Siberia nearly made him cry. Especially the way she sang 'when the one you want doesn't want you too.' Zeke better stay in Chicago.
"I'm taping this because there's no way Sharpay will believe what happened without evidence. No, I will not post this on the internet. Although Ryan is, of course, getting a copy. Besides, there is no way I am letting you behind the wheel of any car. We both had a few drinks, and you are still underage. Also, the only person who's allowed to vomit in my car is Alex." Chad wanted to ask about Kim's brother throwing up in her car but thought better of it. That's when she moved on to Prince's "Eye Hate U."
"How does she know this song?" Chad asked Kim, surprised. "I think this came out before we were even in kindergarten. I don't think Darby is into the Purple one like my mom. This was on my mom's divorce playlist."
"Darby despises Prince, but Sharpay adores him. She probably knows at least all of his singles, even the more obscure ones by heart. She wants to be that prolific of a writer. Darby needs her to be a star instead."
"You obviously weren't here for Lava Springs 2007."
"Ryan told me. That was at least 80%, Darby. Do you really think it was Ryan and Sharpay's idea to have choreographers and musicians on call? That was all Darby. Darby never made it to Broadway, so she would force her kids to get there no matter what they want. Darby wouldn't stop screaming for a week when Sharpay lost the lead in the musical junior year. Be happy she hasn't started singing Michael Jackson's Have You Seen My Childhood. That will just make you cry."
Just then, Sharpay began singing that song. "You just had to make a suggestion, didn't you?" Chad said in annoyance.
"I didn't know she was listening. Shar is in her 'all the world's a stage' state of mind. She probably thinks this is all one big performance piece. Just enjoy the show." Kim suggested.
Fortunately for both of them, Sharpay stopped singing when they reached Evans fountain. There are too many things at this campus named after Sharpay's family.
"When I was little, I wanted to run around the sprinklers like all the other kids. Mommy said it was not Evans like. She's not here right now." Before Chad could react, Sharpay ran into the fountain and began to splash around in the water.
"Is there enough water in there for her to drown?" Kim asked, concerned.
"It is possible to drown in 3 inches of water," Chad said as he walked over to Sharpay before she slipped and fell into the water or went unconscious. He did promise Ryan that he would watch out for her.
"Sharpay, if you come out of there, I promise I'll set up Alex's deluxe kiddie pool with sprinklers at my house tomorrow," Kim said in her best mom voice.
"No, I want to play now. Besides, Chad is my not-a-boyfriend tonight. I think you should come in here with me." Before he could respond, Sharpay's lips were on his as she tried to move him into the fountain. Unfortunately, Chad was so distracted by the not-a-kiss that he lost his balance and went straight into the water, still attached to Sharpay at the lips.
"I just want to let you two know, that this is so going on my Facebook page once you two get a clue. Just friends, bull shit." Kim said as she continued to film the pair in the fountain.
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Kim: See images of your sister and your "former" crush making out in the middle of Evans fountain. I have video as well, but I use my camera, not the phone. I'll email it to you later. Actually, I have multiple files of the two making out all night. This is how they pretend they're dating. God, they are hopeless.
Kim: You were right; they do have feelings for each other. Of course, they're in complete denial about it —the idiots. You'll see it when you wake up in the morning.
Ryan: I'm up now. What happened? I hate being right.
Kim: Sharpay got drunk by accident and started making out with Chad in a water fountain. They say there's truth in wine, or in this case, Crystal Light infused hard liquor. They keep saying they're just friends, and I want to shake them for it.
Kim: Why are you still up replying to text messages? It's nearly 4 AM where you are.
Ryan: Actually, I just woke up. I'm doing sunrise yoga today on the roof with some of my new friends. It's easy to go to sleep early when everybody else is out drinking, even my girlfriend and her roommate Natasha. They're already the best of friends. I'm not even sure they're back yet.
Kim: After tonight, I think you made the right choice of staying in.
Ryan: This is all my fault. Taylor is going to fucking kill me.
Kim: It's not your fault. Chad and Sharpay are both adults. They are responsible for their own choices, even the bad ones.
Kim: Well, Sharpay is, I think Chad might still be 17. I know he's a little younger than Troy.
Ryan: I'm the one who put the idea in their head. Although I didn't think they would be this stupid about it.
Kim: It's still their fault. Denial can be a powerful thing. It's why it took me so long to figure out I was pregnant.
Ryan: We will need backup to convince Chad to break up with Taylor now before it gets any worse. I'm going to give you an email addressed to send the video files to.
Kim: Who am I sending the files to? I'm not going to send them to Chad's girlfriend. I won't do that to Sharpay.
Ryan: What about Troy? He's Chad's other best friend and our best hope right now. Otherwise, this is going to end in tears, probably mine. I don't want Taylor to hate me.
Kim: OK, that's different. I can definitely get in contact with Troy. Can I have his phone number as well?
Ryan: Yes, I'll send you everything in an email. I don't have Troy's new contact information on my cell yet.
Kim: That's fine. There on the move, I have to go.
Kim: BTW, I think Chad just lost his cell phone. So don't try to yell at him via text message until your sister buys him a replacement.
Kim: Also, do you have any idea where she would've put her keys?
Ryan: Her purse.
Kim: Which is either hopefully at my house or in the middle of Evans fountain right now. I'm gonna go call my roommate to yell at her and see if she can find Sharpay's purse at the house.
Ryan: Good luck
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Meanwhile in Chad's room
It was 2:20 AM when a soaking wet Chad finally made it to his dorm room with a very drunk Sharpay. Kim was on her cell phone in the common room, yelling at someone for some unknown reason. Maybe she was trying to figure out what happened to Sharpay's dorm room keys. There was no way he would wake up there RA at 2:21 AM to let a smashed Sharpay into her room. He wasn't suicidal. If they did not find Sharpay's keys, he would just let her stay in his room until she was sober.
Sharpay was currently looking at the photographs on his nightstand. She was still too intoxicated to realize that she was standing in his room, soaking wet. Whoever spiked her drink was going to die a prolonged and painful death. He knew Sharpay did not take anything intentionally, because that was not her style. He remembered her comments from the line last month.
Chad had always believed that Sharpay's moods were erratic when she was sober, but the alcohol magnified the situation by 10. She kept switching between extremely happy and childlike to practically breaking down in tears. It was exhausting to see her like this.
"You must love and want Taylor. Zeke did not want me. He said I was not very sexy. I could be sexy. I am very sexy."
Apparently, the prom images triggered another one of the sad, reflective Sharpay moment. That was a really scary Sharpay. "You even choose her over my brother. You're an idiot. Ryan is so much better." 'I'm pretty sure I chose to keep the status quo over coming out during the middle of my parents divorce. But I'm not telling you that.' Chad thought to himself.
"You are too drunk for me to explain that choice. You're a good person, and Zeke is a complete idiot for choosing Penelope over you. You're so much prettier than her. I would choose you over her every time. I rather pretend to be your lover, than actually be with Penelope." He told Sharpay honestly.
"That's because you love Taylor. No one loves me." OK, maybe he should not have said that. He hoped she did not start crying again. He doesn't think this is the right time to tell her that he doesn't love Taylor. Chad only just came to that realization. His text message conversation with Ryan Thursday forced him to examine some things about that relationship that he couldn't accept before now.
"That's not true. You are very lovable." He sat her on his bed and went over to his dresser and pulled out an oversize east high gym class t-shirt for her and pajamas for himself. "Your brother lie to your dad just so I could be around more to look after you."
"Only Ryan loves me. He had to because he's my twin. Troy did not love me; he hung his precious little Gabriella. She's so bake, it's not funny." Her speech was getting more slurred and sporadic. He expected her to pass out any minute.
"I think you mean fake." He pointed out to her.
"That too, Zeke didn't love me. Not enough to accept that I wasn't ready for certain things."
"What things?" Even though he knew the answer from Zeke, he wanted to hear it from Sharpay. Bonus points for keeping her conscious while he waits for Kim.
"What Richard did to me."
"What did Richard do to you that hurt you so much?" He knew she would never tell him the truth sober, especially when even Ryan didn't know. There is very little the two didn't share. Chad needed to understand why the mere mention of that person made her sick. Kim refused to tell him when he talked to her earlier. Sharpay told him many things tonight that she would never admit to under normal circumstances. Maybe this could be another.
"Do you remember the spring dance sophomore year?"
"Yes." He remembered that spring dance very well and not fondly either. For some unknown reason, Troy didn't show up. This resulted in Chad having to hide from the head cheerleader for most of the night, a.k.a. his date. He does not dance, and he doesn't make out in the broom closet. In hindsight, Chad shouldn't have been surprised about what happened at basketball camp a few months later.
"Richard didn't love me; he just wanted to fuck me. I did not want to be with someone I did not love. But he put something in my drink at the spring dance." Sharpay was crying so hard she could not finish.
Chad didn't need her to. He didn't need to hear the words to know the truth. He remembered what Malek said in the boys' locker room the next week. Richard was so proud of himself being the want to pop the cherry of the diva of East High. It wasn't until junior year when she kept everyone at arm's length, Sharpay became known as the "Ice Princess." Now Chad understood why she pushed everyone away. He remembered Ryan telling him that Sharpay spent the rest of the school year doing homeschooling with their dad in Europe. It makes sense now.
Chad felt sorry for calling her "Mountain Lion" and "Country Club Princess." In class next Tuesday, he was going to put the fear of Chad into that excuse for a human being. In November, Zeke will be eating his Turkey through a straw. He was done with this shit.
Instead of verbalizing what he was thinking, Chad placed a gentle kiss on her lips and let her cry in his arms for a few moments. He did not want to think about the fact that they were alone this time. Chad just wanted to make her feel better. He could not take the tears much longer and decided that maybe a little music would bring back shiny happy Sharpay. Instead, Chad ended up with Stripper /sexy acting exercise Sharpay. The first song on his iPod player was an old song by Ludacris called What's Your Fantasy. Maybe not the best for the situation, but at least Sharpay wasn't crying. Taylor and Ryan are going to kill him.
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Midmorning August 23, 2008
"Why can't I remember what happened. I didn't drink anything besides the diet fruit punch and bottle water last night. You know I do not drink beer or hard liquor. I love Kim to death, but she couldn't pick a decent wine at a French vineyard." Sharpay remarked.
"Apparently, you have an affinity for very hard fruit punch. You woke up in someone else's room with no memory of the night before; you have a horrible headache. You also spent the last 20 minutes regurgitating dinner in the bathroom. Those are all classic signs of drinking way too much the night before." Chad said, pointing out the obvious to Sharpay.
Sharpay knew he was right; she just did not want to admit he was right. She would never hear the end of it. Thankfully a knock at the door put an abrupt end to this conversation.
"I see sleeping beauty has awoken from her sleep of the intoxicated, and it's only 10:30 AM. By the way, you should really remember to lock your door." Kim remarked.
"What are you doing here, Kim?" Sharpay asked her friend.
"Just making sure you two are not molesting each other, after last night's little performance. I know you tell me you were faking it, but that was quite a show. If that was not real, both of you deserve an Oscar for that performance." Sharpay could definitely pick up on Kim's sarcasm.
"My head hurts too much for this conversation," Sharpay said as she put her head in her hands. "I think I am going to throw up again."
"That's what you get for drinking so much the night before," Chad remarked under breath.
"I didn't drink anything besides the fruit punch. Would anybody like to explain to me how I got drunk on virginal fruit punch?"
"Because your drink was about as virginal as Penelope," Chad added from the side.
"You broke the first rule of college partying: never leave your drink unattended. You of all people should know to watch out for that sort of thing. It was probably vodka or another alcohol that wouldn't change the taste that much. You'd better be glad it wasn't anything like Rohypnol." If Chad wasn't in the room, Sharpay is sure that Kim would've added and again to that sentence. Richard used GHB when he raped her anyway.
"I didn't leave my drink unattended. You know how paranoid I am after what happened with Richard. I even requested my lunch in high school be made separately because I was afraid of someone slipping something in it. I'm not going to leave my drink sitting out there…" Sharpay stopped talking when she remembered leaving her cup on the coffee table when she scared off Penelope the first time.
"This is all your fault, Danforth," Sharpay screamed.
"How is it my fault? I did not add alcohol to your drink. I was too preoccupied with kissing you." Chad dared to smirk at her.
"That's exactly what you did wrong. If I was not so distracted by kissing you, I would've remembered to throw out my drink."
"Every freshman makes that mistake once. It could happen to anyone. Just make sure it doesn't happen the second time. Besides, I'm pretty sure that the entire pitcher was compromised from the beginning because my roommate believes Crystal light should only be consumed with alcohol."
"Why do you have a roommate again? You can afford not to now." Sharpay asked, annoyed.
"Because I needed to find a house near campus last minute, so I wouldn't have to move in with my father and Vanessa. Casey was the only one OK with me having a kid because she grew up with only her mom. It's OK. I'm just glad you followed the second rule of college partying: never go to a party alone. Be very happy that your knight in shining basketball gear over here, and I stayed with you all night and kept the Malicks of the world very far away."
"My bra is missing despite that," Sharpay said sarcastically.
"Why are you so obsessed about a bra?" Chad responded.
"Don't worry about it. Chad probably stashed it somewhere." Kim remarked with a smirk. "Because I've been your friend forever, I knew you wouldn't believe us unless video evidence is acquired. This memory stick contains the best from last night. My personal favorite performance was when you decide to swim in Evans fountain just because it was Friday night. Or was it actually Saturday? It all started to blur together by that point." Kim handed the memory stick to Sharpay.
"You owe me a cell phone for throwing me in the fountain. Flip phones are not waterproof." That remark got Chad a pillow to the head.
"Also, you owe me for destroying Alex's teddy bear. Do you have any idea how hard it will be to get him to sleep tonight without his teddy bear? I brought your keys on the way to pick up Alex from my dad and Vanessa. However, your wallet is still missing, so you might want to cancel your credit cards."
"You tell me this now," Sharpay said in exasperation.
"I was going to tell you that earlier, however, you kept asking about what happened to your bra. I thought Alex was your brother. Why is he staying at your house?" Chad asked, confused.
"Alex is not her brother, he is her son," Sharpay answered quickly for her friend.
"Sharpay, why don't you go change and cancel your credit cards," Kim said as she passed Sharpay her keys back.
Of course, instead of getting dressed right away, Sharpay put the memory stick into her computer and pulled up one of the files to watch while she got dressed.
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"Why did you lie about Alex?" Chad asked a few moments after Sharpay left the room.
"I did not lie, I just wasn't specific. I love my child. I'm just not very proud of the circumstances surrounding his conception. An 18-year-old hooking up with a 15-year-old was not the best decision I ever made. I'm not always ready to tell that truth to everybody. But after last night I think I can trust you. You could've taken advantage of Sharpay, and you didn't."
"Because I'm not an asshole and believe in consent. So Alex's dad is…"
"A member of the East High Class of 2008. That's all you get for now."
"Come on, tell me. I can keep a secret." Just as Chad started to beg, Sharpay could be heard screaming from down the hall.
"I knew she wasn't going to wait to look at the files," Kim lamented.
"Was there a file about what you walked in on last night?" Chad asked.
"I'm not that suicidal. Regrettably, I may have included the file of Penelope dumping vodka into Sharpay's already spiked fruit punch."
"You were filming that, and you didn't keep it from happening," Chad yelled at Kim.
"Don't yell at me. I just discovered the file this morning. I accidentally left the camera running last night when I left it on the table to get something to drink. I'm not used to this camera yet. We can talk about this later, once we prevent Penelope's death. I don't think Vince can cover that up." Kim remark.
"Do I have to?" Chad whined.
"That voice doesn't work on a woman with a year and ½-year-old. I'll be right behind you."
As Kim left the room to help keep Sharpay from a meeting with the judiciaries committee, she accidentally stumbled upon a black bra in the corner. The same location she saw Chad throw the bra the night before on video file. Kim would never tell the two she accidentally left her camera on when she was making a few phone calls that morning.
"These two are so not friends," Kim said to herself as she placed the item in question in the spare dresser.
Ryan wouldn't be getting that video, but Troy would. It was time for the two to start talking to each other again, no matter how much it hurt. They had an intervention to plan. Besides, Troy was an adult now. Lucy can't keep making choices for him.
To be continued.