xxwesley preston
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"Dude, you seriously need to get laid!" Alex chucked a pillow at him and Wes was barely able to grab it before it smacked him in the face. "And NO, I am not offering"
"I wasn't talking about me," he corrected, throwing the pillow back at her. "I don't think having all of us in a dark room together is the smartest idea. You forget, I can tell when someone is lusting after someone else... Or has unspoken feelings." Wes cupped his hands together and batted his eyelashes like a dewy-eyed school girl. "I'd rather not stumble upon campers getting down and dirty."
"And for the record... I'm saving myself." Wes couldn't help but chuckle slightly at his comment. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that he was not a virgin. "I plan to remain chaste until she wants me... And if she never does?" He shrugged his shoulders. "And so my watch begins," he laughed, quoting Game of Thrones.
After Wes begged Alex to not dress like a stripper, she sat down at the foot of the bed and rested her head on his calf. "You would be too tempted to stare yourself more like..."
Wes shook his head. "I'm sure I could abstain. Stripper isn't really my type. You'll be shocked to know I find modesty attractive." He made a fake shocked expression on his face, even gasping and bringing his hand to his mouth.
"I won't dress like a stripper, though. I promise. Besides, I don't think they'll be interested in me anyway. I'm pretty sure that Pete is only being nice to me because he felt sorry for me, and I.. well, Duke was with some other girl after the trial. Which, is totally fine. I don't know her name... Liv, or something like that?"
"And men and women aren't allowed to be friends?" He asked, quirking a brow. Wes then sighed as he sat up right on the bed, preparing for a moment of serious talk. "Ok, so first of all, any guy would be crazy not to be into you." Even though he was head over heels for another girl, Wes wasn't blind and he knew Alex was a catch. She was just intimidating... Honestly like half of the damn girls at camp. The kind to murder you in their sleep if you broke their heart. Wes was lucky he hasn't woken up to Trinity holding a blade to his throat.
"Well, I don't know this Pete guy... But in a single day his name has been mentioned just as much as Duke's. And no matter how much you want to hide it, I can sense how you feel about Duke. Now I don't know his deal." Wes shrugged, patting his legs to a slight beat before continuing. "He could be into you and just... doesn't know how to show it. Or, he's an idiot and doesn't know he likes you yet. Or he's just an idiot." Wes laughed. "Regardless you're single and free to do whatever you want and that includes making some dumb guys realize that they are blind." He then shrugged with a smile. Sometimes guys needed a little push.
"I'll grab that shower." He gave her a thumbs up as she wondered off toward the bathroom.
Wes must have been a lot more tired than he originally thought. At some point when Alex went to get cleaned, he must have dozed off. He didn't hear her exit the bathroom and was startled awake when he heard her speak. "Ready for a mini fashion show?"
He inhaled deeply as he stretched and groaned. Wes looked over at her with squinty eyes and gave her a thumbs up once again. "Dazzle me."
With a yawn, he propped himself up on his bionic arm, watching as Alex gathered a bunch of outfits and laid them out on the bed before him. "Which one do you think says... sexy but cute, best?"
"Well," he said as he moved to his feet to get a better view. "The parties are always at the beach... and we're at camp. I'd say nix these three," he said as he pointed at the second, fourth and fifth outfits. "I think they might say you're trying a little hard. Plus, they're pretty formal for getting shit faced drunk and you'll be pissed you wore heels in the sand."
Wes's lips pursed slightly as he looked at the remaining outfits. "I like these two," he pointed at the first and last outfits. "They look like something you'd wear to a bonfire. They show some skin, but not too much... So, it leaves somethings up to the imagination. Definitely one of those outfits girls wear when they feel cute and don't realize how hot us guys think it is."
He smiled. "You might want to save it for the party... Element of surprise and all that." Wes wiggled his eyebrows playfully. "Now what should I wear?" He teased, spinning around and posing. "What says 'I'm an idiot but you like me anyway'?' He laughed as he flopped back down on her bed, dropping the act.
xxsylas astor
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“Perhaps you should preserve a potential ally’s face and ego.” Sylas gave a soft chuckle and a shake of his head. Evelyn was set on the whole concept of Sylas and Eve. Two manipulators joining forces to piss off the entire camp. But see, the blonde had no style and tact was out the window. He could have gotten the same effects she had, but it wouldn't have come back to bite him in the ass. Subtly is your best friend in this particular situation and her sense of self preservation seems to be lacking. If Sylas wanted to get under someone's skin like Andy, he definitely wouldn't blatantly flirt with her boyfriend. Foolish. “Tell me again why Eve won't go to you for a taste of the darker side?”
"You are persistent." He tapped his index finger against the table. "Eve is someone who likes to be in control... The dominant type." Sylas slowly looked over at Evelyn, speaking softly. "Well, so am I." A small smirk curved upon his face. "Two dominants don't make good bedfellows. And her blatant disregard for self preservation or tact would ruin my style."
"Eve will either see me as a challenge... or give me a wide birth. Only time will tell which path she chooses. But the princess doesn't seem to take it lightly when someone gets the upper hand on her." He motioned his head toward the commotion that still continued behind him. Sylas couldn't help but laugh slightly when he heard Andy scream at Eve. He snuck a glance over his shoulder, seeing the dutiful boyfriend holding her back while the blonde all but skipped away. "I'd pay to see that cat fight unfold." Was he a sadist? Perhaps. But it was a new day and the Gods intervened before Trinity's fight in Olympus could get anywhere exciting.
Sylas watched Evelyn as she quickly connected the dots of what had happened to him... to some extent anyway. She raised her chin slightly, as if she pieced it together. “I see. And you did nothing to provoke this attack of course?”
No, he wasn't going to answer honestly. And Sylas isn't the type to admit he deserved it even if he did. "Would that change your opinion of me?" he asked, more rhetorically.
“As long as you're in one piece. I don't think I'd much like your neck broken before I can figure you out.” Sylas smiled slightly at the comment, nodding his head toward her in understanding. He never expected someone to warm up to him when he wasn't playing the part of someone other than himself. But, he also wasn't dumb and knew a lot of it stemmed from her own interest in who he was and what his intentions were. If he wasn't vague or mysterious, she might have already moved on.
“Now get something to eat or drink before your master performance begins.”
Sylas quirked a brow in almost a sinister expression as he stood up. "Yes ma'am."As he walked away, he let the tips of his fingers brush along Evelyn's shoulder.
It didn't take him long to scrounge up something, opting for a bowl of cereal and an apple, having a craving for one after Evelyn tempted him. He sent the red head a quick wink before he beelined for another table. Well, she did ask for a performance and he wasn't going to get anything done if he spent all his time with Evelyn. No matter how much he'd enjoy that. So, he made his way to a table with the brunette he saw Trinity fight with the day before and some unknown redhead.
"Wow! Now that was intense! You know, Mason told that Ajax has been with other girls, yet according to Eve, Ajax is the loyal one and Andy is the one who is having issues. Now I can already tell Mason doesn't like Ajax, so I am wondering in all of this mess, where does the truth lie? My mom is a journalist and that is always her ultimate goal, to find the truth while being as unbiased as possible."
He caught the tail end of a conversation as he approached, flashing them both a charming and a bit bashful smile. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. I was just wondering if this seat was taken." He pointed to an available seat beside Liv. "I don't think we've been properly introduced," he said, addressing both women. "I'm Sylas."
xxandromeda bolton
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"That's enough now," Ajax said toward her, quietly as his hand gently rested on the small of her back. Andy sighed softly, slowly calming down. She had almost forgotten how soothing Ajax's presence was to her. It had only been a day, maybe two that they were at odds and not speaking, but it felt longer. She hadn't realized how much she missed him until she was there beside him, with his hand upon her. "I need to talk to you."
Andy inhaled sharply. Why was it whenever your significant other needed to talk that it felt like the world was ending. But she didn't have time to respond or even react before a voice came from behind her. “Sorry, sorry. I just felt I needed to clear something up.” Andy slowly turned to face the blonde who was seriously testing her patience. Eve's presence even caused Ajax to sigh. The blonde motioned between the two of them before speaking. “You should know you have nothing to worry about. I might have been a little bit flirty, but he was not interested. He went all growly, and was like leave me alone, I’m a one woman kind of guy.”
Yeah, and I'm the Pope, Andy thought to herself. But she didn't say anything. She just waited. Eve was too happy... too calm to feel the need to back pedal, there was something she wanted to add. Her own knife to sink in. She was a caged animal, and it was only natural for her to retaliate to try and regain some semblance of honor. “Now that I think about it though, that must make you feel pretty crappy. Ajax is such perfect, loyal boyfriend to you, and you can’t even fake loyalty. Since we all know you're not a one man kind of gal.”
"Bitch!" Andy shouted at Eve, no doubt getting the attention of nearly everyone in the hall... Maybe even more. She went to lunge for the blonde. Andy had every intention to hurdle the table and beat Eve within an inch of her life. But Ajax was faster than she was. He took ahold of her before she could act and held her back.
"Don't.. don't let her get under your skin." He spoke calmly to her, as he gently pulled her toward him. Andy took a deep breath, turning away from Eve and staring at the wall over Ajax's shoulder.
“Sorry, just grabbing my food. Sex always makes me so hungry.”
"Choke on it," Andy said, not even sparing the girl a glance.
"Just leave," Ajax demanded and Andy could only assume Eve left, because she didn't hear another word from her. She finally looked up at Ajax when she felt him shift to glance down at her. "So, about that talk?"
Andy swallowed as she nodded her head. As he began to lead her out of the cafeteria, she couldn't help but over hear part of a conversation from some girl she never met sitting across from Liv. "You know, Mason told that Ajax has been with other girls, yet according to Eve, Ajax is the loyal one and Andy is the one who is having issues. Now I can already tell Mason doesn't like Ajax, so I am wondering in all of this mess, where does the truth lie?"
She had half a mind to tell the girl to mind her own damn business. But instead Andy just glared at the girl as Ajax lead her out of the room and took her to a private part of the hall she hadn't been to before. She was thankful of that. That's all they needed was more gossip and rumors about their private life spreading through the camp like wildfire.
Andy found herself holding her breath until Ajax spoke. There was a lump in her throat while her hands began to tremble. Was this it? Had he finally had enough of her bullshit? Her friendship with Mason?... all of it. But she stood there silent, her fingers tugging at the sleeves of her shirt as she waited.
"I know I haven't been the greatest boyfriend to you, and for that, I'm sorry. Maybe that's why you fell for him, for Mason. He was able to give you what I wasn't. He was there for you when I wasn't. If.... if you want to be with him, then... who am I to stop you? I can't force you to stay with me, even if I want to." Andy finally breathed, but it wasn't out of relief. It was almost like gasping for air when there wasn't any.
Ajax gently took her face in his hands. The expression on his face killed her. Part of her just wanted to pull him closer and kiss him, kiss away his pain and worry. But this wasn't something they could kiss away and sweep under the rug. He deserved the truth... after the hell she's put him through. "I love you, Andy. I have loved you from the first moment I saw you, and I swear that I will do whatever it takes to be a better boyfriend, but if your hearts with him... then I have to let you go." She felt a tear run down her cheek as she held his gaze. "You deserve to be happy."
She took in a shakey breath. It was so hard to hold his gaze as he looked at her like that. What in the hell was she feeling? "I don't know what I want." It hurt her to say the words. Andy had been so focused on trying to keep everyone else happy over the past year that she had forgotten about herself. "I can't remember the last time I was happy," she sighed softly. She can barely remember her night with Ajax to know if she was truly happy then. She hopes she was. But she remembers the next morning and her panic also. Andy has been torn in two directions for so long, that she was losing herself in the middle of it all. Out of anyone, Ajax deserved that truth. She's been lying to herself and others by putting on a brave face and a forced smile.
"I'm not the girl I was a year ago," she added, shaking her head slightly. "I don't know if I'm capable of being happy anymore... or what would even make me happy." Andy sighed, trying to swallow the lump in her throat and stop the churning in her stomach. "You deserve happiness, more than I do," she concluded as her hand raised to wipe away a tear from her cheek.
Andy had hidden for so long from the truth, her burdens, confusion and sadness. It was no surprise that eventually others noticed. It killed her to stand before Ajax and say these things. But it was the truth. She was so lost that she was surprised she lasted as long as she did. He deserved someone who could treat him better than she could, who would support him.
xxsloane astor
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Sloane had continued walking for several steps until she realized she didn't hear him trailing behind her. She slowed down and turned to face Liam finding him frozen where he stood. It seemed the second she looked at him, he turned his head away... like he was bashful or embarrassed. She regretted saying anything. Did she strike a nerve or offend him? Sloane took a step toward him and parted her lips to say something but froze once he decided to speak.
"I think the universe would owe you a great debt, Sloane," he responded even giving her a goofy grin.
She smiled slightly, but the concern still showed in her eyes and the way her brows tugged together. Sloane slowly walked up the stairs into her cabin. She stopped at the top and turned to face Liam, actually being at eye level or a little bit higher. "I don't have to." She said it plainly, so he didn't feel obligated to accept her help. If he didn't want it then she wouldn't impose. "I just wanted to offer something in return for what you did." That wasn't sex. But she didn't say it. Although Liam seemed to think with what was between his legs a fair bit, she had faith, at least, in somewhat serious conversations she wouldn't have to state that.
Sloane's gaze moved from Liam when she saw Rocco run inside the cabin, dragging his leash behind him. Without knowing what else to say, her fingers tugged at the sleeves of her cardigan as she spun around and headed inside. For a moment she hesitated in the doorway to her room. Everything, for the most part, still looked the same with only minor signs of a struggle. But that doesn't keep the images at bay. She sighed softly and finally entered.
Luckily, she hadn't unpacked that much. So, all she really had was a small suitcase and one other duffel bag. Sloane opened them and laid them out on her bed. Sloane couldn't help but notice how since they arrived, Liam barely stayed a few feet from her. Like he was worried any minute Sylas could come back. She tried not to think about it as she went over to her closet and took things from hangers, folded the clothes and placed them in the suitcase. All the while, Liam just dumped drawers of clothes into her other bag, surprisingly avoiding her underwear drawer.
"Why didn’t you tell anyone?"
Sloane's pace slowed as she placed the piece of clothing in her hands into the suitcase. By that point Rocco wondered his way into her room and was sniffing some of her things that managed to fall to the floor. She smiled slightly, picking him up and untangling his leash from the foot of her bed. She gave him a couple rubs on the ears before setting him on top of her pillows. Sloane wasn't avoiding the question, but part of her, even now, was worried that speaking ill of her brother would summon the devil himself. She took a blue ribbon from her bag and loosely tied it around Rocco's collar, sighing once she finished.
"I'm scared of him," she admitted as she started folding the clothes Liam haphazardly tossed into her bag. "Sylas... threatened to kill me if I ever spoke ill against him." Sloane didn't look over at Liam, although she could guess what his expression looked like. "He keeps his word." Although she never spoke out about her brother or told a soul, that wouldn't be how he saw it. Liam knew too much and in Sylas's mind, that was her fault. He'd find a moment when she was alone, that she didn't doubt. But instead of dwelling on future that awaited her, she tried to smile a little more and enjoy the freedom while she had it.
When Sloane finished folding the clothes Liam grabbed, she scooped up the duffle bag on her arm and carried it over to her dresser. She started taking the contents out of the drawer he didn't touch and toss them into the bag. "So... Why did you get involved?" She gave him an answer, so maybe she would get one in return. "You could have ignored it. Would have been safer for you."
She finished emptying the final drawer and zipped up her bag. On her dresser there sat a small little stuffed teddy that she couldn't even recall where she got it. Sloane scooped it up and tossed it onto the bed next to the puppy, who proceeded to sniff it curiously. Then he bit into it and shook his head all around. Funny how cute little animals always seemed to make things better. And as long as she was staying with Liam, there was a good chance that Rocco would be spoiled. After all, Sloane never had a pet, so she found herself already in love with the little guy.
Sloane gave a once over of her room. Nothing else there was of importance. She had what she needed. She put the strap from the duffle over her head, then lifted her suitcase from the bed. Thankfully it was on wheels so she could roll it. "That's everything." She couldn't help but wonder what other rumors would spread if someone saw her moving into Liam's cabin. She tried not to worry about that as she headed toward the door. "He can keep it," she said as she nodded her head and smiled toward Rocco who came trotting after them with the stuffed animal in his mouth. With one last glance over her shoulder at the cabin, she sighed and exited the cabin, for good.