Wednesday Morning...
When Belle woke up, her neck and back were sore and her left arm was asleep. It took her a moment to remember that she and Adam slept on the couch.
Aurora had been so mad at Adam that she refused to let him sleep in their room. Belle chose to sleep on the couch with Adam, instead of staying in the room with Aurora. That started a fight between Belle and Aurora which ended with them not speaking to each other.
The couch wasn't very wide and Belle had been pinned between Adam and the back of the couch. Belle needed to stretch, but couldn't move. She gently shook Adam.
"What is it?" Adam groaned.
"I can't move."
Adam sat up and Belle rolled onto her stomach and stretched out her legs.
"I'm so sore," Belle said.
Adam straddled her and started rubbing her back. Belle closed her eyes and sighed.
"I'm not worth ruining your friendship with Aurora," Adam said.
"It's not ruined. It was just a fight, we'll be fine," Belle said.
"You can't blame her for being upset. I don't know why you're not mad at me."
"You didn't mean to do it, Adam. I should have just listened to you," Belle responded.
"Belle, I shoved you onto the ground. I got mad and acted out in violence. I'm just like my dad," Adam stated.
Belle rolled over on her back so she was now looking up at Adam. She slowly reached up under his shirt and put her hand over one of the cuts on his chest. Adam winced in pain. "You are nothing like your dad. I wish you'd stop saying that. Everyone makes mistakes. Yesterday you made a big one. But you would never do this to someone. Your dad is a bad person, Adam, but you aren't."
Adam leaned down and pressed his mouth against Belle's. At first, Belle was taken by surprise; Adam had never kissed her so intensely before. She reached up, entangled her fingers in his hair and held his head in place. She didn't want the kiss to end.
"God, I love you, Belle," Adam said, briefly breaking the kiss.
"I love you, too, Adam."
Ariel was startled awake by a rapid knocking on the door. She looked over at Eric, but he was still sleeping. She groaned and got out of bed. Ariel yawned as he opened the door. Charlotte was standing in the hall with wide eyes and a big smile.
"I did it!" Charlotte said.
"You did what?" Ariel yawned again.
"Slept with Rolfe!"
"What!" Ariel shrieked.
"Be quiet!" Charlotte hissed.
Charlotte grabbed Ariel's hand and pulled her down the hall and out the back door. Charlotte dragged the stunned Ariel down to the beach. Charlotte stared at her best friend, waiting for her to say something.
When Ariel regained her composure, she frowned. "Please tell me you mean you slept in the same bed with Rolfe."
Charlotte shook her head. "No. I lost my virginity to him last night."
"Charlotte! What were you thinking? You don't even know him. Or love him. How could you just give yourself to him?" Ariel demanded.
Charlotte no longer looked excited. "I got caught up in the moment. He was so sweet and charming. And Robert and Nancy were out for the night."
Ariel didn't mean to make her friend feel bad, she was just worried about her. "Did use protection?"
"Of course!"
Ariel chewed on her lower lip for a moment. "How was it?"
"It hurt at first, and I bled a little, but after a few minutes the pain went away and then it felt great," Charlotte said.
"Just, be careful, Charlotte. I don't want to see you get hurt," Ariel said.
"He's not going to hurt me."
After Meg finished her workout, she stretched out on the pool deck to start her cool-down. She felt great and energetic; she was ready to face whatever the day threw at her.
"Hi, Meg," Hercules said, coming up behind her.
Except that...
Meg turned and looked up at Hercules. "I'm busy."
Hercules sat down next to Meg and she glared at him. He didn't seem to notice. "How are you doing?" he asked her.
"I'm great."
"I'm sorry about the way Helga has been treating you and your new boyfriend, what's-his-name," Hercules said.
"His name is Thomas," Meg snapped. "And I'm not really concerned about the way Helga has been treating me. She's a bitch and I expect nothing less from her. I can handle her. What I can't handle are your yo-yo feelings. One minute you're telling me you miss me and the next you're all over Helga. Personally, I don't care you have feelings for. But, either way, I want you to leave me alone. Helga is only coming after me and Thomas because she thinks I'm trying to steal you away from her. She left me alone until you started talking to me again."
"Meg-"
"Go away."
"Would you please just listen to me?"
Meg let out a small, frustrated growl. "Fine! I'll leave."
Meg stood up and started walking back into the house. Hercules grabbed her arm and pulled her into a rough kiss. Meg twisted out of his grip and shoved him into the pool.
"Jerk!"
Meg turned to head inside, but she was suddenly pushed into the pool as well. When she surfaced she saw Helga standing by the pool, beside a wet Hercules. Helga reached down and grabbed Meg by her hair. Meg reached up and clawed at Helga's hand.
"Let go of me!" Meg demanded.
"Stay away from my boyfriend." Helga shoved Meg's head under the water, then went into the
Pocahontas turned off the shower. The hot water was immediately replaced by cold air. She shivered as she wrung out her hair. When she stepped out of the shower she was shocked to see Rolfe standing at the sink. He turned around to face her before she had a chance to grab the towel.
"What are you doing in here?" Pocahontas asked, wrapping the towel around herself.
Rolfe quickly turned away. "I'm so sorry. Nancy and I made plans for today, but we were running late, so we were just gonna share a bathroom to get ready. She said she'd leave the door unlocked for me. This door was unlocked, so I just assumed you were Nancy. I'm sorry."
"This is unbelievable." Pocahontas grabbed her clothes and stormed towards the door.
"I swear this was just a mistake," Rolfe said.
Pocahontas flung open the door and almost ran into Tinker Bell.
"Watch where you're going," Tinker Bell muttered.
"Pocahontas-" Rolfe came out after Pocahontas, but stopped when he saw Tinker Bell. "Oh, hi, Tink."
Tinker Bell winked at Rolfe, and then walked away.
"Tink, wait!" Pocahontas called after her. "This isn't..." She let her voice trail off when she realized Tinker Bell could no longer hear her. She shot Rolfe a dirty look before going to her room.
Pocahontas was just finishing getting ready, when John came into the room.
"You showered with Rolfe!" John accused.
"No, I did not," Pocahontas said. "It was just a misunderstanding that Tinker Bell twisted around and turned into a rumor."
"Whatever. I should have known as soon as I saw Rolfe here that something like this would happen," John said.
"Something like what, John?" Pocahontas asked, getting angry at his implication.
"I knew something would happen between you two," John replied.
"Nothing happened," Pocahontas said. "I'm not out sleeping around with other guys, John."
"That's not what I meant," John said. "I can tell you still have feelings for him."
"I never had feelings for Rolfe! You don't know what you're talking about!" Pocahontas snapped.
As the words were out of her mouth, Pocahontas regretted it. Nothing made John angry quicker than telling him he didn't know what he was talking about. John turned and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.