“Oh please.” Gracie rolled her eyes as she came to sit next to her on the bed and Kylie smirked and took a drag off her cigarette. “Frankie is only fun when Louie’s home, the two are boring and useless on their own. I mean come on Kylie, honestly how fun would Chase be if Peter wasn’t around.” She said, raising a brow and Kylie just shrugged because she was right. Chase would bore her within a couple days if she didn't have Peter to pit him against. The only reason she wasn't tired of the two of them yet was because cheating, playing games, and getting them to fight was almost more fun then the sex itself. “I’m just saying, you know its true babe.” Gracie said as Kylie blew out a breath of smoke.
“Besides, maybe it’d be fun to fuck with Tyler and Matt.” Gracie said, making Kylie raise an eyebrow. “I’m kind of tired of fucking Frankie. Think about it babe.” She continued, leaning in seductively, like she was trying to convince her. “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, and Kylie took a drag off her cigarette, listening. “A little game of who can fuck their ex without getting caught sounds pretty hot to me.” She said.
Even with the drugs in her system, Kylie hesitated, because it was extremely cruel. She knew Tyler still had feelings for her, so, if he did go for it, she'd just be screwing with his head, and she'd already done enough to him as it was by leaving him and then treating him like shit by flaunting Peter and Chase every time she saw him. She'd caused him enough pain, and from what she could see he was just barely starting to be able to cope. She wasn't so sure she was willing to open that wound right back up again.
"Fuck, I don't know Gracie." She breathed, taking a slow drag off her cigarette. "I mean, I don't even know if Tyler would go for it." She smirked and glanced at her friend. "He acts all bad and shit, sure, but when it comes to sex, he's not going to just fuck me to fuck me." She shrugged. "He's going to want it to mean something, and if I pretend, he'll see right through me, he always does. He's not as stupid as Chase and Peter." She sighed and thought it over.
Finally, she shrugged. "Fuck it, why not?" She breathed out a breath of smoke, smirking. "I guess I'll just have to hope that, since it's been a year, he won't be able to resist." She laughed, glancing at her friend.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” Tyler responded and Matt raised an eyebrow, interested to know what his plan was before Frankie came into the room, grabbing a beer and heading out to the pool with the girl he'd been off fucking. Matt rolled his eyes and watched them. He really hated Frankie. He was a complete dick, and he didn't understand what it was Gracie liked about him.
Tyler pulled him from his hate thoughts as he came to stand next to him, a beer of his own in his hand. “You miss Gracie, Matt?” He asked, making him raise an eyebrow. That was like asking if the desert missed the rain. Of course he fucking missed her. “What if I told you I figure out a way to get us all out of here? Chels included.” Tyler finally said and Matt took a drink of his beer. “Would you do it?”
"Shit," Matt breathed and thought about it for a second. Gracie would never go for it, he knew that, which meant Tyler had some sort of plan to force the girls against their will. At first, it sounded like a horrible idea, because he'd been spending months there, watching her, and had yet to have the idea of getting her the fuck out of there, all because he doubted she'd ever want him back.
But after their chat upstairs in the bathroom, he knew that wasn't the truth. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her, she'd just decided to cover up her feelings and push them away whereas he'd been trying to cope with them. Nothing could be better for her then getting her away from Frankie and Louie where she could be herself again.
"Yeah." He finally answered. "In a heartbeat." He said with a smirk before glancing at him, "Why? What is it you've got up your sleeve?"