A/N: So, here's this chapter. As for the quote at the beginning even though I normally don't gel with EC, I love this quote. Even though for the most part Romeo as referred to in this story is Gordon, in this chapter more Hunter and Eddie, since Gordon's not even in it.

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"You know I've never had much patience for Romeo…first of all he's in love with this Rosaline – don't you think it makes him a little fickle? And then, a few minutes after their wedding, he kills Juliet's cousin. That's not very brilliant. Mistake after mistake. Could he have destroyed his own happiness any more thoroughly?" – Edward Cullen, New Moon

Stephanie walked into the second bedroom in her and TJ's apartment, where Elisa was making up the bed.

"You OK baby?" Stephanie asked. Elisa nodded. "How's Hunter?"

"I don't know," Elisa shook her head. "I don't even know how to start being there for him. I mean, I thought I did, but then he couldn't."

"You two were going to," Stephanie swallowed. Elisa nodded.

"I mean, we'd talked about it for a while," Elisa said, "that's why I came this weekend." She closed her eyes. "But he couldn't."

"He's upset," Stephanie said. "Believe it or not it happens, sweetheart."

"To you?" Elisa asked. "Has TJ ever," Stephanie looked down. "He never wanted me. Not really. I don't know why I'm so upset about it."

"Elisa," Stephanie said. "I want you to think about this," Elisa nodded. "Hunter's going to be going through something very difficult now. You need to give him what he needs, which might not be what he wants. Do you get the difference?"

"I think so," Elisa nodded. "So you think we shouldn't have sex?"

"No," Stephanie said. "I think you're too young, but that's not my problem." Elisa laughed. "I just don't want to see you hurt again."

"OK," Elisa said.

"Sleep tight honey," Stephanie kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too," Elisa hugged her.

Anne and Hunter sat on the floor of the old upstairs apartment with shot glasses in front of them. He poured them another drink.

"This is one," he raised it and slurred, "is for my new baby brother," he downed it. "Or sister, whatever." Anne looked at him. "I want your family."

"Why?" She said.

"Because," he said, "there are no secret shames. You guys are fucked up but it's all out on the table. You'll never come home and find out Steve's mistress is knocked up."

"Steve doesn't have a mistress," she giggled. "Unless you count Julie and that's just emotional infidelity. No babies happen there."

"She's twenty two," Hunter said. "She was six when I was born." He took another shot. "Bastard." She kissed him. "What was that for?"

"Just cause," she shrugged. They kissed again. He pulled her close they reclined back on the floor. "Isn't this Elisa's place?" She asked softly. "This weekend was for her." He sat up. "What?"

"That was cruel," he said turning his face away. She looked at him.

"At least I'm upfront about it," she said, she slid her hand down his face. "Hunter, I want you." They kissed again. "But you being here with me is cruel. Where does she think you are?"

"With my mom," he said. She nodded. "You wouldn't tell?"

"No," she said. "I couldn't hurt her by telling her. It can be like our nights this summer," she nuzzled him. "Does she know about those?"

"Does anyone?" He smiled and kissed her.

"I never told," she said. They kissed again.

Cal lay in his bed staring the ceiling when his phone rang, he smiled and picked it up.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," Carmen smiled.

"Why are you calling?" He said. "You home safe?"

"Yeah," she said simply, "I guess I just missed you." He smiled.

"I miss you too," he said. "My sister's upstairs screwing my cousin's boyfriend and she thinks I don't know."

"Anne thinks you don't know a lot of things," Carmen said. "Are you going to tell Elisa?"

"I don't know," he said. "I think they should tell her." They were silent for a minute. "How's Miami?"

"Hot," she laughed. He did too. "I'm in my room, watching old movies."

"That sounds fun," he smiled. "What stars?"

"Grace Kelly," she said. He smiled. "I love her."

"You don't live with a cool blonde, you would," he said. She laughed.

"I'm so proud that I've got you talking in types," she said.

"My dad's a publicist," he said defensively, "I was talking in types long before I met you." She laughed. "I should try to sleep."

"OK," she said. "I'll call you later this week?"

"I'm counting on it," he smiled and hung up.

Eddie got out of bed and started pulling his pants on.

"You don't have to go yet," Erica said. He looked at her. "Really." He kissed her.

"This was fun," he said. "We should do it again."

"Eddie, you don't have to do that with me," she said. He looked at her. "It was fun. But you're going to forget all of that when you see Bella again." He frowned.

"I guess you're right," he said. "Are we still going to be friends?" He looked at her as she rolled a joint.

"Of course," she said, sparking it and taking a deep hit. She offered it to him. He shook his head. "It's just sex, Eddie." They kissed again. "So don't go yet." He climbed under the covers. "Mm," she groaned. "You're way better at this than most guys our age."

"I've had more practice," he said. She giggled. They kissed and she pushed his pants down. He did like this. As much as he wanted Bella back, it was nice to be able to sleep with Erica guilt free.

"Mm," she cooed happily as he entered her. "Oh God, Eddie."

Hunter and Anne lay on the floor in awkward silence. She rolled over and looked at him.

"Hunter, it's really not a big deal," she said. "You're drunk."

"I couldn't do it with Elisa either," he mumbled.

"You had a hard day," she said. He looked at her. "That was the wrong word to use. Maybe it just won't let you cheat on Elisa."

"Maybe," he said. She kissed him.

"Or maybe you're gay," she said. He laughed.

"I should probably go home," he said. "It's almost morning."

"You might have to take the subway," she said cautiously. He laughed.

"I'll live," he kissed her. "Thanks Anne."

"Did I succeed in distracting you?" She said proudly.

"Perfectly," he stood up. She got up and they kissed. "See you."

"Bye," she waved as he left. She collapsed on the couch and frowned.

After a long subway ride, Hunter walked down Central Park West, his hands shoved in his pockets. He got to the building and stopped in the courtyard.

"Hunter," Liam stood up from a bench.

"What are you doing here?" Hunter said.

"I wanted to see you," he said. "I figured you wouldn't be up yet."

"Now you've seen me," Hunter said. "You can go." He walked past him.

"Hunter," Liam said. "This isn't about you."

"Of course it's not about me!" Hunter said. "It's about Mom though." Bonnie walked out onto the sidewalk.

"Hunter, go inside," she said. "We'll talk about how worried I was when you didn't come home later." Hunter nodded and walked inside. "I thought we agreed that you'd see him after he had time to calm down."

"Bonnie, I can't tell you how," Liam started.

"Don't," she shook her head, "we did all of this already." He looked at her. "Did you expect me just to cool down and then you could come back?"

"Of course not!" He said. "I wanted to see my son," she looked at him and crossed her arms.

"In a few months the paper work will be done and you can marry her like you want," Bonnie said. "But I don't know what you expect from me."

"A little understanding," he said. "What was I supposed to do, ignore my child?"

"It never hurt you to ignore the one you already have did it?" Bonnie spit out. Liam looked at her. "I'm going back to Boston after Thanksgiving and you can get your things then, and spend the weekend with Hunter, like we agreed." She turned around and walked back into the building. Hunter was sitting on the couch in their living room.

"Mom," he said.

"Don't," she said. "Where were you?"

"At Cal and Anne's," he said. She looked at him. "I just needed to get away."

"So you sent Elisa away to be with Anne," she nodded. "I think I see."

"Mom, it wasn't like that," Hunter said. "I'm not like him!"

"I'm sorry," she said and hugged him. "I know, I just, I told him he could spend next weekend with you." He stared at her. "Unless you want to come to Boston with me."

"Boston," he said quickly. "Definitely Boston. Elisa's going to be in Boston, after California, because they have something to do with the restaurant."

"OK," Bonnie said. "That's fine. I do want you to talk to him though."

"Why start now?" He snorted. Bonnie looked at him. "Fine, I'll see him tomorrow I guess. Where is he staying?"

"With your grandparents for now," she said. "Honey, this isn't about you."

"Except it is!" Hunter insisted. "It's about all of the shit he's put us both through. It's about me having to go to school in Minnesota because he couldn't stand having me here. Or spending summer's up in Nantucket without him because he's down here 'working,'" he put up air quotes. "Like he can't work from the Nantucket house? Grandpa tricked it out!" She smiled and hugged him.

"Oh you're so young," she whispered. "Please stay that way for a little longer."

"I'll try," he mumbled.

Bella walked downstairs in the morning, ready to go meet Gordon for breakfast.

"Morning little sister," Eva said walking in.

"Are you just getting home?" Bella asked. "God, that is so not fair."

"Oh yeah," Eva said, "I sleep over at my fiancé's three nights a week as a compromise to not being allowed to live with him, when I'm a grown woman with my own income and it's not fair."

"Gordon's not allowed to be here between the hours of eleven thirty PM and seven AM," she crossed her arms. "Eddie used to sleep in TJ's room."

"Eddie never slept in TJ's room," Eva laughed.

"Uh as far as Dad's concerned he did," Bella raised her eyebrows. "Anyway it's so frustrating because his parents are all Catholic and we're not allowed in his room, and we can't make out in front of his sister, so now that we're on break we have to have sex in my car."

"You're seventeen," Eva said. "That's how it should be."

"Did you have sex in cars when you were seventeen?" Bella asked.

"No," she shook her head. "But I was living in Paris with my fiancé, so why would I?" Bella groaned and marched out of the house.

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