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Jake: Bro, we need to talk.

While everyone else, including Riley took a break from practice to sip on cold, refreshing water, Brooke rehydrated with the vodka she was hiding in her sports bottle that easily could have passed as water. “Mm--!” Brooke hummed, signaling for a few of her cheermates to hold on while she hoped down off the bleachers and took off running, barging through the gymnasium doors to catch up with the dark-haired figure before he could get too far away. Up until this point, Brooke had done a great job at dodging Tyler.

But, after catching wind of Jake mingling with other people including certain girls (which was probably encouraged by his new bff; Noel), Brooke didn’t understand why she was sparing his feelings when he wasn’t even trying to spare hers. They were both feeling pretty rock bottom. And it wasn’t until Brooke stopped Tyler outside that she really noticed something was off with him. Or rather, something was different. For instance, he added a new tattoo to his collection. “Wait up,” Brooke breathed heavily as she struggled to catch her breath from the spur of the moment sprint. In one hand, she was still clinging onto her sports bottle while in the other, her fingers curled around Tyler’s forearm. When Brooke noticed she was squeezing too close to the new ink, she let go. “No thank you for helping you get a lesser sentence? Which by the way, Jake hates me for that. Or at least, I feel like he does. And hey, I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you not that you probably care but, I am. What are you even doing here anyway? At school, still, I mean. Don’t you have that big dinner tonight to prepare for? The McKenzies are hosting and they invited my dad over. And me obviously but given what’s happened, I wasn’t sure I was going to attend. I still might not.”

After putting an abrupt end to the conversation with Tyler, Brooke sprung up out of bed and changed out of the sweats she’s grown heavily accustomed to the past few days. Given how often she was skipping classes to avoid the harsh whispers and neverending torment from her classmates and former friends, she saw no point in getting all dolled up. No one would notice because no one would see her. Brooke was doing everything in her power to keep her distance from those closest to her which included people like; Riley and Emma. Brooke couldn’t bear to drag them into her mess or make them feel like they had to choose sides. It would only make them substitute targets when Nina got bored or wanted to up the ante a little bit.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Quinn asked, as Brooke flew down the staircase like her frazzled blonde bangs were on fire. The question was one, Quinn already knew the answer to but he asked nevertheless. “I’m going over to Riley’s to study. I won’t be home in time for dinner so, don’t wait up.” Lies. Brooke knew and Quinn knew it as she kissed his cheek goodbye. Eli wasn’t the only one who was having Brooke followed the past week and a half. Quinn made sure his little angel was safe and so yes, that meant hiring someone to stalk her while away from his watch.

After sliding behind the wheel of her range rover, Brooke sped off toward the Southside. She used her gps to guide her and pulled up to the gate where Tyler lived, and was eagerly let in. Coming back to his place was stupid, Brooke knew that. But, she was willing to do anything to keep Jake, the boy she loved, from seeing that video of her. It was bad enough everyone was already spreading lies about her saying things like she had std’s or some serpent guy got her pregnant. Neither of which, were true. But, once a rumor started it didn’t stop. And if Tyler decided to leak their sex tape, it wouldn’t just last until someone gave them a new headline to talk about, it would exist on the internet forever. Brooke couldn’t let that happen. And thus again, she’d do anything to keep it from getting out. Even if that meant facing the guy who single handedly ruined her life. Because, essentially that’s what Jake was, a lifetime of love and memories; now all gone.

As Brooke was escorted down to the “dungeon”, she felt an undesirable sense of deja vu. Tyler was working out. Probably hoping his shirtless demeanor would seduce her but, it did nothing of the sort.

“Consider putting on a shirt,” she mumbled aggressively under her breath as she stepped forward into the film of light, clearly nonamused.

The monster truck also known as ‘the behemoth’ pulled up to a slowing stop outside of this humongous mansion. Jake couldn’t even pull all the way in because there was a gate and a guard. Jake figured he’d try his luck anyway and pulled around through the entrance. “Yo,” Jake nodded as the guy came over to the truck. Jake dialed down the music and put his arm outside the window. “Here to see Tyler.” the guy said nothing as he walked back to his station and alerted the newly settled-in resident. Tyler got back to him with a concise ‘let him in’ response and then met him out on the front terrace. 

“Keep an eye, I’m gonna talk alone.” Jake could tell Will wanted to come with but Jake insisted. “It’s chill. Just stand guard.” The heartbroken jock hopped down from the truck and drew in a deep breath as he walked up the stairs to where Tyler was standing with his arms folded across his chest. “What do you want, Jake? How did you even find this place?” Jake ignored what Tyler wanted, he only wanted to discuss one thing, and it wasn’t his resources. “I’m heading to Vegas. You’re obviously not on my invite list, however, I do have business with you before I go.” Tyler raised his eyebrows and widened is stance, urging him to go on through expression.

What was my muses 5 last sent texts to yours?

10:32 PM  - Before the party.sux u wont b there 2nite. but prob a good thing.10:33 PM nina has it out for u so beware12:56 AMi just left. i dont rlly wanna talk about it.

12:58 AMdoes the offer still stand?

12:59 AMif so rescue u me now baller. btw- brought u a souvenir[ img attachment ]

What was my muses 5 last unsent texts to yours?

9:15 PM i liked u 9:16 PMmaybe more than a friend9:16 PM we should stop this9:18 PMi’m rlly confused 9:19 PMi wish things were different

What was my muses last snapchat to yours?

With the caption:  ur missing out

What my muse saved your number as?

Stranger Danger 🔥🔥

What contact photo my muse has set for yours?

This one 😍

What ringtone my muse has set for yours?

This one  // Mainly because no one would suspect it’s Tyler ;)

How many times my muse has called your this week?

Twice.

How many calls has my muse missed from yours?