It all happened in a blur - Adam's sudden rush of aggression, the way they had to force the needle into Adam's neck (which definitely made Sienna cringe and want to stop them), Adam's energy being depleted before he lost all consciousness - it all happened before Sienna could get another breath in and by the time she did, she exhaled on a tremor, the breath escaping her in small, rushed huffs. More than the shock of how Adam had to be controlled was the look in his eyes: flashing with some kind of tortured fury, they struck Sienna silent, so much so that she didn't even question when the blonde male was hoisted off of the ground and dumped into a wheelchair. It wasn't until Adam was rolled past her did she breathe again, sharing a concerned look with Connor before finally paying attention to Hailey.
"I want to know everything as soon as possible," Sienna demanded not soon afterwards, meeting Hailey's gaze unflinchingly despite the obvious horror and shock she was still in. "Hospital room, discharge date, everything." Like Connor, her mind was still trying to associate the writhing guy in a fit on the floor and the guy she could spend hours making music with. At the end of that train of thought, however, there was only one thing that Sienna could come to terms with: Adam was still her friend. And that meant she couldn't give up on him. She had to be here for him, at least to bash him in the head for not being honest with her and not asking for help. It reminded her of her turmoil with Jane's situation, which only served to make Sienna monotonously agree to packing some of Adam's things.
Sienna followed Connor wordlessly through the apartment and into Adam's bedroom, taking in the room they had once played video games in. Her eyes scoped out the entire surface area before falling on Connor, ears only just catching his whisper over the memory of shoving Adam off his bed because she had petulantly believed he cheated. It took a fraction of a second for Sienna to catch on to what he was saying, and when she did, she could only nod for a moment. "Yeah...I guess..." She said lowly, actually surprised by the tears that sprung to her eyes at the thought of where Adam's mind had been last night. And it made her all the more upset with his parents. Who the fuck left their son in another country when they're sick? But Sienna swiped at her eyes before a single tear could fall, digging her hands into a few of Adam's items. "Let's just pack his things and get out of here." As much as emotional Sienna would have lingered on the things that gave her memories, she didn't want to. Not here. Not when all she could think about was the fact that her friend had been alone all this time and she hadn't known.
It took them a good ten minutes to pack a few things for Adam, a few items of clothing, sheet music and his collection of classical CDs (Sienna knew he'd like that, at least), and a few other small items before calling it quits. Sienna couldn't have called back to Hailey quick enough, opting to reiterate her demand to be notified of all Adam-related news. Once she bid Hailey a good evening, Sienna led Connor out of the apartment and back to her family's vehicle, opting to drop Connor off wherever he needed her to. "Hey," she had called, just as he was about to leave, and grabbed his arm pleadingly. "Don't tell the guys about this...please. I-I-I know they weren't friends with him or anything, but...I just really don't need this getting out any further than us." Sienna knew that all it would take is some ignorant comment from one of Manhattan's elite and it would be all over. Adam's image would be completely ruined if it got out and more than likely, there'd be unnecessary teasing and everything. Sienna's imagination painted a vivid picture and while she knew Connor wasn't the type, he did hang out with Sienna and, inadvertently at times, Jane. As much as Sienna loved her friend, Jane would either be dismissive about it or make some unwitting remark, unaware at how dangerous a single breath from her person could be.
Once Connor was gone and Sienna was in her lonesome, she was about to dial up a friend when she got the notification of Jane's text. It was enough to cause her to let out an indignant noise and her fingers impulsively punched out a response. However, her thumb didn't press down on the send button. Instead, it hit delete and she busied herself looking at other notifications before going back to what she needed.
To: Lottie
No prob, chica. Omw
To: Carrie
Excuse the vanity, Sydney replacing me w/ the bitch riding her clit don't hurt a bit. Not exactly replaceable. Btw, omw.
To: Piper
Can you believe her? Smh. U coming or what?
Sienna didn't give herself time to think about Jane's text any longer nor the fact that Sydney was welcoming Tori into her folds. However, the latter fact was bothering her. If Sydney wanted a new friend, that was fine. Not that Sienna honestly thought she'd find one out of the many girls who want to be with Sydney just because it sounds good, not because they wanted to be her friend. Tori was a completely different story. Sienna didn't presume to know how much Tori wanted to be close to Sydney, but she did know she was un-trustworthy. And maybe, to an extent, Sienna was as well, but Sienna also prided herself on being a good friend and she had only gotten involved with Victoria to protect Charlotte. But now, Tori was no longer under Sienna's control and Sienna hated it. She didn't normally want to control people, but there came a point where she needed to at least know how to keep Tori from screwing everyone Sienna cared about over. However, Sienna wasn't the mastermind or evil genius. And she needed help.
"Well, well, well, haven't heard from you in a long time," Ricardo purred into the phone, or at least, that's how it sounded in Sienna's ears. Either way, it made her roll her eyes. "Puh-leaze, Ricky! It was twenty four hours ago. Besides, I'm surprised you're not out getting your boys intoxicated." She could practically envision his chuckle through the phone and she rolled her eyes again. "And here I was, trying to be a good little boy, and you tempt with that idea." Sienna re-crossed her legs, sitting back against the leathery seats. It was only a few seconds of silence before Ricky decided to talk again, noting that her quietness meant something. "So, I think we both know this isn't a friendly little call. What can I do for you?"
Sienna opened her mouth to speak, but only paused, swallowing back whatever impulsive response she would have typically given Rick. Was she really doing this? Getting Ricardo's help on manipulating people? She wasn't really manipulative, not to the extent that she felt like she had to go to in order to make Victoria get rid of that damn post. But that was what she had to remind herself - that she was only trying to make Victoria give in already and stop being pesky. "A certain little birdy's gotten out of her cage and I want to get her back." Rick reveled in his own pause, a smirk flitting across his face. "And the innocent little songstress comes for my help. Don't tell me you're walking on the dark side now, Sia." He saw her glower long before it appeared on her face. "Never said I was a good girl and it's not that deep. I just...I'm doing this for my friends." Rick grinned at the thought, picking up the glass of whiskey and sipping some of it. The sound of him swallowing shouldn't have been as ominous. "You're a smart girl, Sia. Think. What does your little birdy love more than anything?" He didn't give her a chance to answer, no he wanted Sienna to think on it. While others speculated on whether or not Sienna had a dark side, and if she'd actually - truly (since a little post was not the full extent of Sienna's vindictiveness, that much he knew) - use it, Ricardo liked fostering it. He wouldn't ever try to change Sienna, that wasn't his goal. But he did like knowing that she wasn't squeaky clean (not that he didn't already know that), that the little perfectionist pop star didn't have all white feathers. She was just as dark as he and Sydney.
There was no stopping the pout that formed on Sienna's face at being hung up on, but she didn't have time to mull that over. She thought about the things she had learned about Tori since catching her trying to post about Charlotte. It left Sienna in her silence, but it wouldn't be long before a light bulb clicked in her head. She just wouldn't able to act on it until she had taken care of seeing Carrie and picking up Charlotte.
"I want to know everything as soon as possible," Sienna demanded not soon afterwards, meeting Hailey's gaze unflinchingly despite the obvious horror and shock she was still in. "Hospital room, discharge date, everything." Like Connor, her mind was still trying to associate the writhing guy in a fit on the floor and the guy she could spend hours making music with. At the end of that train of thought, however, there was only one thing that Sienna could come to terms with: Adam was still her friend. And that meant she couldn't give up on him. She had to be here for him, at least to bash him in the head for not being honest with her and not asking for help. It reminded her of her turmoil with Jane's situation, which only served to make Sienna monotonously agree to packing some of Adam's things.
Sienna followed Connor wordlessly through the apartment and into Adam's bedroom, taking in the room they had once played video games in. Her eyes scoped out the entire surface area before falling on Connor, ears only just catching his whisper over the memory of shoving Adam off his bed because she had petulantly believed he cheated. It took a fraction of a second for Sienna to catch on to what he was saying, and when she did, she could only nod for a moment. "Yeah...I guess..." She said lowly, actually surprised by the tears that sprung to her eyes at the thought of where Adam's mind had been last night. And it made her all the more upset with his parents. Who the fuck left their son in another country when they're sick? But Sienna swiped at her eyes before a single tear could fall, digging her hands into a few of Adam's items. "Let's just pack his things and get out of here." As much as emotional Sienna would have lingered on the things that gave her memories, she didn't want to. Not here. Not when all she could think about was the fact that her friend had been alone all this time and she hadn't known.
It took them a good ten minutes to pack a few things for Adam, a few items of clothing, sheet music and his collection of classical CDs (Sienna knew he'd like that, at least), and a few other small items before calling it quits. Sienna couldn't have called back to Hailey quick enough, opting to reiterate her demand to be notified of all Adam-related news. Once she bid Hailey a good evening, Sienna led Connor out of the apartment and back to her family's vehicle, opting to drop Connor off wherever he needed her to. "Hey," she had called, just as he was about to leave, and grabbed his arm pleadingly. "Don't tell the guys about this...please. I-I-I know they weren't friends with him or anything, but...I just really don't need this getting out any further than us." Sienna knew that all it would take is some ignorant comment from one of Manhattan's elite and it would be all over. Adam's image would be completely ruined if it got out and more than likely, there'd be unnecessary teasing and everything. Sienna's imagination painted a vivid picture and while she knew Connor wasn't the type, he did hang out with Sienna and, inadvertently at times, Jane. As much as Sienna loved her friend, Jane would either be dismissive about it or make some unwitting remark, unaware at how dangerous a single breath from her person could be.
Once Connor was gone and Sienna was in her lonesome, she was about to dial up a friend when she got the notification of Jane's text. It was enough to cause her to let out an indignant noise and her fingers impulsively punched out a response. However, her thumb didn't press down on the send button. Instead, it hit delete and she busied herself looking at other notifications before going back to what she needed.
To: Lottie
No prob, chica. Omw
To: Carrie
Excuse the vanity, Sydney replacing me w/ the bitch riding her clit don't hurt a bit. Not exactly replaceable. Btw, omw.
To: Piper
Can you believe her? Smh. U coming or what?
Sienna didn't give herself time to think about Jane's text any longer nor the fact that Sydney was welcoming Tori into her folds. However, the latter fact was bothering her. If Sydney wanted a new friend, that was fine. Not that Sienna honestly thought she'd find one out of the many girls who want to be with Sydney just because it sounds good, not because they wanted to be her friend. Tori was a completely different story. Sienna didn't presume to know how much Tori wanted to be close to Sydney, but she did know she was un-trustworthy. And maybe, to an extent, Sienna was as well, but Sienna also prided herself on being a good friend and she had only gotten involved with Victoria to protect Charlotte. But now, Tori was no longer under Sienna's control and Sienna hated it. She didn't normally want to control people, but there came a point where she needed to at least know how to keep Tori from screwing everyone Sienna cared about over. However, Sienna wasn't the mastermind or evil genius. And she needed help.
"Well, well, well, haven't heard from you in a long time," Ricardo purred into the phone, or at least, that's how it sounded in Sienna's ears. Either way, it made her roll her eyes. "Puh-leaze, Ricky! It was twenty four hours ago. Besides, I'm surprised you're not out getting your boys intoxicated." She could practically envision his chuckle through the phone and she rolled her eyes again. "And here I was, trying to be a good little boy, and you tempt with that idea." Sienna re-crossed her legs, sitting back against the leathery seats. It was only a few seconds of silence before Ricky decided to talk again, noting that her quietness meant something. "So, I think we both know this isn't a friendly little call. What can I do for you?"
Sienna opened her mouth to speak, but only paused, swallowing back whatever impulsive response she would have typically given Rick. Was she really doing this? Getting Ricardo's help on manipulating people? She wasn't really manipulative, not to the extent that she felt like she had to go to in order to make Victoria get rid of that damn post. But that was what she had to remind herself - that she was only trying to make Victoria give in already and stop being pesky. "A certain little birdy's gotten out of her cage and I want to get her back." Rick reveled in his own pause, a smirk flitting across his face. "And the innocent little songstress comes for my help. Don't tell me you're walking on the dark side now, Sia." He saw her glower long before it appeared on her face. "Never said I was a good girl and it's not that deep. I just...I'm doing this for my friends." Rick grinned at the thought, picking up the glass of whiskey and sipping some of it. The sound of him swallowing shouldn't have been as ominous. "You're a smart girl, Sia. Think. What does your little birdy love more than anything?" He didn't give her a chance to answer, no he wanted Sienna to think on it. While others speculated on whether or not Sienna had a dark side, and if she'd actually - truly (since a little post was not the full extent of Sienna's vindictiveness, that much he knew) - use it, Ricardo liked fostering it. He wouldn't ever try to change Sienna, that wasn't his goal. But he did like knowing that she wasn't squeaky clean (not that he didn't already know that), that the little perfectionist pop star didn't have all white feathers. She was just as dark as he and Sydney.
There was no stopping the pout that formed on Sienna's face at being hung up on, but she didn't have time to mull that over. She thought about the things she had learned about Tori since catching her trying to post about Charlotte. It left Sienna in her silence, but it wouldn't be long before a light bulb clicked in her head. She just wouldn't able to act on it until she had taken care of seeing Carrie and picking up Charlotte.
Once off the phone, Rick polished off his glass before sitting back in his chair coolly, folding one leg over the other in contemplation. He was a bit curious about what Sienna was getting herself into. From the way she spoke, he doubted the little "birdy" was Sydney. If that were the case, she would have simply called him to start up their kickboxing sessions again or text him about it. Not calling him about something like manipulating someone. It amused Rick, that much was certain, but it intrigued him enough to text a few of his followers to see if they heard anything new on the block about Sienna or anything. However, what was more interesting was the idea of going out with his own group, which Ricardo hadn't been able to do in too long. He needed to rectify that soon.
Rather decisive, he added both Vincent and Connor to a group message (since the last one they had been in was when he had his old phone), and text them both. Despite his statement yesterday, they actually hadn't had the time to catch up. He hadn't had the time to see how Connor was taking the Sydney sleeping with Vincent thing, the post, or even about the conversation he knew Vincent and Sienna had last night. The latter being another source of intrigue. The two hadn't acted in any particular manner. Sienna had been rather casual and went back to simply ignoring Vincent, pointedly hugging and greeting Rick when she had seen the guys together. It didn't mean that their conversation hadn't gone a particular way, but it did not mean anything. Not until Ricardo saw and spoke with Vincent himself. So, after making sure his message was sent, Ric grabbed a jacket, his wallet, and headed out for his town car.
To: Connor, Vincent
Whatever ur doin, drop it. We're goin out. I'm bored
Rather decisive, he added both Vincent and Connor to a group message (since the last one they had been in was when he had his old phone), and text them both. Despite his statement yesterday, they actually hadn't had the time to catch up. He hadn't had the time to see how Connor was taking the Sydney sleeping with Vincent thing, the post, or even about the conversation he knew Vincent and Sienna had last night. The latter being another source of intrigue. The two hadn't acted in any particular manner. Sienna had been rather casual and went back to simply ignoring Vincent, pointedly hugging and greeting Rick when she had seen the guys together. It didn't mean that their conversation hadn't gone a particular way, but it did not mean anything. Not until Ricardo saw and spoke with Vincent himself. So, after making sure his message was sent, Ric grabbed a jacket, his wallet, and headed out for his town car.
To: Connor, Vincent
Whatever ur doin, drop it. We're goin out. I'm bored