Gracie smirked as she let the drug fill her veins. She was brought back to reality when Kylie kissed her and she smirked kissing her back. She loved being around Kylie, because she knew Kylie was the only one who really knew what she was going through. They were literally in identical situations.
"I've missed you Grace. It's going to be a long fucking week." Gracie sighed as she watched Kylie make herself comfortable on the bed. "At least you've still got Frankie though I guess, both my boys took off on me." Gracie grabbed a cigarette and lit it as she made her way over to the bed and sat next to Kylie.
“Oh please.” Gracie rolled her eyes. “Frankie is only fun when Louie’s home, the two are boring and useless on their own.” She shrugged. “I mean come on Kylie, honestly how fun would Chase be if Peter wasn’t around.” Gracie raised a brow as she took another drag off her cigarette. “I’m just saying, you know its true babe.” Gracie said in her bitchy way, making it clear that the drugs were in full affect.
Gracie was only being honest for the both of them, even if Kylie didn’t want to admit it she knew it was true. Her and Kylie had fallen in love with the idea of pitting two guys against each other. They were addicted to the rush of cheating and the satisfaction of blackmailing till they got their way and the only way that work was with two guys.
“Besides, maybe it’d be fun to fuck with Tyler and Matt.” Gracie said simply throwing the idea out there, however they way she’d said it was cruel like she wanted to hurt them. “I’m kind of tired of fucking Frankie.” She shrugged, guys had become disposable to her it was clear in the way she talked about them. “Think about it babe.” Gracie lend in with her smooth voice like she was trying to seduce Kylie, she’d become scary good convincing people, however she wasn’t sure Kylie would go for it. “Frankie’s like Louie’s little messenger bird, if we get caught with our ex’s, Frankie’s going straight to Louie and Louie’s going straight to Petey.” She smirked wickedly, placing the cigarette to her lips and inhaling, before blowing the smoke out the corner of her mouth.
“A little game of who can fuck their ex without getting caught sounds pretty hot to me.” She breathed.
"Yeah, it has." Matt sighed as he headed into the kitchen and Tyler didn’t hesitate to follow him. He watched him grab a beer from the fridge and Tyler fought the urge to get one himself as he lit a cigarette. "So what's the look about? You've got something planned, I can tell." Matt asked and Tyler merely shrugged.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” Tyler said, blowing out a cloud of smoke. Only before Tyler could continue Frankie joined them and a young girl followed behind him, Tyler rolled his eyes as the two of them grabbed a beer before heading out to the pool without so much as a hi.
Tyler wasn’t exactly sure how he was going to word it. Sure he could just come out and say lets kidnap our ex-girlfriends, but even to him that sounded crazy, like he was obsessed with Kylie. He sighed running his fingers through his hair, finally giving in he made his way over to Matt and grabbed a beer from the fridge before leaning on the counter next to him.
“You miss Gracie, Matt?” he asked but he didn’t give him a chance to answer before he continued. “What if I told you I figure out a way to get us all out of here? Chels included.” Tyler finally said. “Would you do it?” he said taking a drink of the beer, keeping his voice low so no one else had a chance of hearing.