Post by RMT-Mod-Kara on Sept 17, 2016 20:06:55 GMT -5
Belle sat at her table patiently with her hands clutching her purse as it rested on her lap. She'd made her reservation for two at Lila's two days ago, making sure to list it under an assumed name--Bonnie Wallace--with the full intention of "running into" her sister while she was at work. She'd contemplated stopping by Allison's apartment but, after careful consideration, had ruled it out. She already knew how that would go: Ally would slam the door in her face before Belle could get a word out. And then her younger sister would stuff her fingers in her ears and shout really loud to drown out Belle's protests to open the door. Which, she wouldn't. Ally wouldn't open an oven door if she knew Belle was on the other side, much less one leading to the hallway outside her apartment.
She'd been seated only a few moments and had already requested that the hostess get the manager to that Belle could speak with her to run a business proposal by her. It was a flat-out lie, obviously, but it was, Belle expected, enough to get Allison to come out into the dining room where Belle wanted her. Letting out a sigh of boredom, she took a drink from the goblet of water that her server had left for while she took some time to "peruse the menu."
Luckily, business was a bit slow. Usually between lunch and dinner, things slowed down enough for the staff to tidy everything up before the dinner rush. Allison still didn't appreciate being bothered, no matter who it was, but she strolled out of the kitchen regardless. The waitress told her someone was waiting to discuss business matters. Whoever felt the need to approach her and not the other way around was probably not worth speaking to, in Ally's mind.
Her pace came to an almost halt when her eyes fell on the demon sitting in one of the booths toward the back. Damn it. Not here. Sucking in a deep breath, she marched the rest of the way, closing the distance between them. "I don't have time for this, Belle."
"You really expect me to believe you don't have time to have a late lunch with your own sister?" Belle replied with a saccharine smile. "Don't be silly. I'm your sister. Join me." She motioned at the empty chair opposite her.
Not wanting to cause a scene in her place of business, she figured she'd better just sit and cut to the chase. Belle wasn't going to just leave if Ally asked her to. She obviously was there for a reason.
"I thought you might want this back," Belle answered with a roll of her eyes at Ally's attitude. Little snot-nosed brat! Even when Belle expected it, she still found herself surprised at how "high and mighty" her baby sister acted. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a silver hoop earring and set it on the table in front of her sister. "You left it in Colby's bed the other night," she said so casually that she could just as well have found it laying on the sidewalk outside and she would have sounded no different than she did now.
Ally looked down at the single hoop that Belle just sat down between them on the table. "You came all the way down here to give me my earring back?" she chuckled at how funny it was, "I could have easily gotten it next time I stop by."
"Oh, don't be silly!" she waved off her sister's suggestion.
"I mean, it's the least I could do after you've been fucking the father of my baby behind my back," Belle said, loud enough for anyone within earshot--including several guests and a couple of servers--to hear. "At least now you don't have to pretend to wait until I've left the house to get it back."
Raising both eyebrows, Allison had to smile. "You've got me confused, Belle. I haven't been doing it behind your back. I've been fucking Colby right in front of you."
"Yes, I know," she said, tilting her head to the side as she smiled at her sister. "Which, honestly, kind of surprises me. I mean after, what, eight years of you calling me a whore and a slut every chance you got...look at you. Having sex with a man who's having a baby with someone else. Even I wasn't that trashy."
"No, you just sleep with men that are about to move across the country with their girlfriend." Ally countered back, mocking her sister's head tilt.
Belle's smile disappeared. "Okay, you seriously need to get over that. One, I didn't know he was your boyfriend. All I knew was he was just some cute guy I met at a bar. And, secondly, why do you care? I thought you were supposed to be over him now anyway?"
She picked up her water and took a drink, setting the glass back down carefully before adding: "For what it's worth, he was a really lousy lay."
"Whatever." she quickly shook her head at Belle's last comment, "What about the fact that you were going to lie to Javier about me having some imaginary abortion? Come on, Belle. You've done worse shit to me and you wonder why I'm not backing off your lil sugar daddy."
"Oh, right, because you totally didn't have that coming, did you?" she replied with a dramatic roll of her eyes. "How many years were you calling me a slut to my face and to everyone and anyone behind my back before I even threatened to do that? Hmmm? And I didn't tell Javier that, did I? No. I let you ruin that all on your own."
"Right. And you had nothing to do with the fact that I ended up on a cover of some trashy celeb magazine with Simon glued to my face." Ally continued to shake her head, wondering why they were even talking. "So what are you here for, Belle? To threaten me to stay away from your gold mine? Trust me, when he finds out that kid isn't his...."
"He's not going to find out," she interrupted. "Because this baby is Colby's. I'm going to give him a little girl. A daughter. And we're going to raise her together. Which is why I don't have to tell you stay away from my man. Because I know, no matter what, I'm the one Colby is going to come home to. I'm the one he's going to fall asleep with. I'm the one he's going to smile at when he wakes up. Me. Your slut sister. You're just the girl he's sticking his dick in to get off. You're just the hooker he doesn't have to pay."
Ally made a face, "You're really delusional. You were married to Adam Prescott when you got knocked up. So fifty-fifty chance it's his. And calling me a hooker is just low. I sleep with Colby because I enjoy the act of free will. I want to and he wants to. Quite honestly....if it weren't for you blinding him with that huge belly of yours, he would have kicked you to the curb a long time ago. At least I keep him genuinely interested. He's with you out of obligation. Nothing more. Nothing less."
"Oh, I'm delusional. That's rich," she retorted with a loud scoff. "Please. Do you look in the mirror, ever? You're sitting there acting all haughty and self-righteous like you haven't done worse than anything I ever did. 'Boo-hoo! I called my sister a slut for almost ten years and then she threatened to tell my boyfriend I had an abortion. Isn't she evil!' Do you have any idea how stupid you sound? I mean, seriously? I didn't do a damn thing to you eight years ago. Nothing. And what'd you do? You paraded around school spouting off 'my slut sister this...' and 'my slut sister that....' Then you have the nerve to try and throw the fact that I unknowingly slept with your boyfriend in my face? I mean, really? The same boyfriend that you were 'oh so in love with?' That one? Because that's funny. If you ever really cared about your little Jackson so much, then why the hell are you fucking the guy that tried to kill him? Hmm?"
Ally rolled her eyes, "Now who's boo-hooing?" she asked, "You're talking about shit I did eight years ago. And you're calling me stupid? Hey... I was only going along with what everyone at school was doing. Figured it must have been true and they were all calling you a slut." she shrugged, "Not like you ever gave me reason to side with you. You've always been a bitch to me, even as kids. And I see how much you've changed." she said sarcastically. "And Colby never tried to kill Jackson. We both know that if he wanted to.. he would have. And forgive me for not giving a shit about someone who cheated on me with my own sister."
"You self-righteous little cunt," Belle snapped. She didn't care if she made a scene in the middle of the restaurant. It wasn't like it was hers or anything. Besides, she'd had enough. She'd had enough of Allison parsing out bits and pieces of what Belle said in an attempt to make Belle look like she was the one being unreasonable. She stood up and started gathering her things.
"You are such a bitch, you know that? A total and complete bitch. You think I was mean to you growing up? Well, I'm sorry. I'm not sure if you missed the memo but apparently sometimes sisters fight when they're growing up. And don't you sit there and act like childish thing I might have done when we were kids compares to what you did to me for almost ten years. I'm not crying about something you did eight years ago, you half-deaf whore. You've been calling me a slut every day for the past eight years. So don't you dare sit there and try to pretend like it was some one time thing you did as a teenager.
"You threw me under the bus just so everyone else would think you were 'cool' and would be your 'friend.' I was your fucking sister! And you didn't give a shit what the hell they did to me. You didn't give a shit when they wrote 'Slutella' on my locker or when they somehow kept updating the 'for a good time call' in the boy's bathroom with my phone number, even after I changed it four times. And you sure as hell didn't care when Kristen carved whore into the hood of the car daddy bought me for graduation."
Belle was furious. Her face was beet red as she stared down at her sister. If looks could kill....
"I came here to let you know that I know what's going on between you and Colby. And I came here to tell you that I'm going to let it continue...until this baby is born. After that, it stops. Because, if it doesn't, I'm not going to go after Colby. No, what I'm going to do is I'm going to pay you back for all the hurt you've been kind enough to show me for the past eight years. Do you understand me? When your niece is born, you're going to stay away from her father. Because if you don't, I swear, I will carve out your uterus and use it as a fucking hand-bag."
Ally watched her sister get up and grab her things, ranting while she did so. It didn't surprise her one bit. When didn't Belle throw a hissy fit? Her words and insults, again, weren't anything new. Although she was getting more creative. The handbag threat... that was a new one.
She stood up as well and looked at Belle, shaking her head, "I'm not gonna fight over Colby, Belle." she chuckled, "So don't you worry. And if I were you... I'd be more worried about his ex wife than anything else. After all...." she leaned in toward her sister's ear and whispered, "...he is still in love with her. No baby you can give him is gonna change that."
"Oh? You mean the bitch who lost his baby then turned his back on him?" Belle replied, leaning away from Allison and her horrid breath. She wasn't worried about Jessica Reeves. She didn't have to be, not after meeting her. Jessica Reeves was a spineless weakling, an idealistic twit. A twit who loved her brother dearly. There was no way Colby's ex-wife would cross her, no way she would go anywhere near Colby again. Not when her brother would be the one paying the consequences if Jessica dared to even speak to Colby again.
"She's no more a threat to me than you are. Hell, you and Jessica are practically in the same boat where Colby is concerned: you both fucked him over all in the name of your love for Jackson. And Colby will never settle for being second best. Ever."
Allison smirked and gave a shrug, "He sure doesn't act like he cares about being second best. At least when I'm underneath him anyways."
"Is that supposed to hurt?" she said with a roll of her eyes. God, her sister was pathetic. "I know what Colby thinks of you. Trust me, it isn't pretty. He's only fucking you because he knows Jackson will be disgusted by it and disgusted by you. He doesn't like you because of you. He only 'likes' you because he loves the idea of having the love of Jackson Reeves' life, the best friend who stabbed him in the back, as his own, personal, unpaid whore. He doesn't care about being second best when he fucks you because he knows your number one will never go near you again now. It's called payback, you moron. Get a fucking clue already."
Okay, Allison was getting tired of her sister's shit already. Why couldn't she just walk away? She had to keep pushing. Pursing her lips tightly, Ally made a fist as she stared at Belle. She wanted to punch her lights out. If it wasn't for that bastard of a child she had growing inside of her, Allison wouldn't have hesitated. Instead, her fist loosened and she swung her open hand across Belle's face, slapping her. "You can get the hell out of my restaurant now."
She'd been seated only a few moments and had already requested that the hostess get the manager to that Belle could speak with her to run a business proposal by her. It was a flat-out lie, obviously, but it was, Belle expected, enough to get Allison to come out into the dining room where Belle wanted her. Letting out a sigh of boredom, she took a drink from the goblet of water that her server had left for while she took some time to "peruse the menu."
Luckily, business was a bit slow. Usually between lunch and dinner, things slowed down enough for the staff to tidy everything up before the dinner rush. Allison still didn't appreciate being bothered, no matter who it was, but she strolled out of the kitchen regardless. The waitress told her someone was waiting to discuss business matters. Whoever felt the need to approach her and not the other way around was probably not worth speaking to, in Ally's mind.
Her pace came to an almost halt when her eyes fell on the demon sitting in one of the booths toward the back. Damn it. Not here. Sucking in a deep breath, she marched the rest of the way, closing the distance between them. "I don't have time for this, Belle."
"You really expect me to believe you don't have time to have a late lunch with your own sister?" Belle replied with a saccharine smile. "Don't be silly. I'm your sister. Join me." She motioned at the empty chair opposite her.
Not wanting to cause a scene in her place of business, she figured she'd better just sit and cut to the chase. Belle wasn't going to just leave if Ally asked her to. She obviously was there for a reason.
"I thought you might want this back," Belle answered with a roll of her eyes at Ally's attitude. Little snot-nosed brat! Even when Belle expected it, she still found herself surprised at how "high and mighty" her baby sister acted. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a silver hoop earring and set it on the table in front of her sister. "You left it in Colby's bed the other night," she said so casually that she could just as well have found it laying on the sidewalk outside and she would have sounded no different than she did now.
Ally looked down at the single hoop that Belle just sat down between them on the table. "You came all the way down here to give me my earring back?" she chuckled at how funny it was, "I could have easily gotten it next time I stop by."
"Oh, don't be silly!" she waved off her sister's suggestion.
"I mean, it's the least I could do after you've been fucking the father of my baby behind my back," Belle said, loud enough for anyone within earshot--including several guests and a couple of servers--to hear. "At least now you don't have to pretend to wait until I've left the house to get it back."
Raising both eyebrows, Allison had to smile. "You've got me confused, Belle. I haven't been doing it behind your back. I've been fucking Colby right in front of you."
"Yes, I know," she said, tilting her head to the side as she smiled at her sister. "Which, honestly, kind of surprises me. I mean after, what, eight years of you calling me a whore and a slut every chance you got...look at you. Having sex with a man who's having a baby with someone else. Even I wasn't that trashy."
"No, you just sleep with men that are about to move across the country with their girlfriend." Ally countered back, mocking her sister's head tilt.
Belle's smile disappeared. "Okay, you seriously need to get over that. One, I didn't know he was your boyfriend. All I knew was he was just some cute guy I met at a bar. And, secondly, why do you care? I thought you were supposed to be over him now anyway?"
She picked up her water and took a drink, setting the glass back down carefully before adding: "For what it's worth, he was a really lousy lay."
"Whatever." she quickly shook her head at Belle's last comment, "What about the fact that you were going to lie to Javier about me having some imaginary abortion? Come on, Belle. You've done worse shit to me and you wonder why I'm not backing off your lil sugar daddy."
"Oh, right, because you totally didn't have that coming, did you?" she replied with a dramatic roll of her eyes. "How many years were you calling me a slut to my face and to everyone and anyone behind my back before I even threatened to do that? Hmmm? And I didn't tell Javier that, did I? No. I let you ruin that all on your own."
"Right. And you had nothing to do with the fact that I ended up on a cover of some trashy celeb magazine with Simon glued to my face." Ally continued to shake her head, wondering why they were even talking. "So what are you here for, Belle? To threaten me to stay away from your gold mine? Trust me, when he finds out that kid isn't his...."
"He's not going to find out," she interrupted. "Because this baby is Colby's. I'm going to give him a little girl. A daughter. And we're going to raise her together. Which is why I don't have to tell you stay away from my man. Because I know, no matter what, I'm the one Colby is going to come home to. I'm the one he's going to fall asleep with. I'm the one he's going to smile at when he wakes up. Me. Your slut sister. You're just the girl he's sticking his dick in to get off. You're just the hooker he doesn't have to pay."
Ally made a face, "You're really delusional. You were married to Adam Prescott when you got knocked up. So fifty-fifty chance it's his. And calling me a hooker is just low. I sleep with Colby because I enjoy the act of free will. I want to and he wants to. Quite honestly....if it weren't for you blinding him with that huge belly of yours, he would have kicked you to the curb a long time ago. At least I keep him genuinely interested. He's with you out of obligation. Nothing more. Nothing less."
"Oh, I'm delusional. That's rich," she retorted with a loud scoff. "Please. Do you look in the mirror, ever? You're sitting there acting all haughty and self-righteous like you haven't done worse than anything I ever did. 'Boo-hoo! I called my sister a slut for almost ten years and then she threatened to tell my boyfriend I had an abortion. Isn't she evil!' Do you have any idea how stupid you sound? I mean, seriously? I didn't do a damn thing to you eight years ago. Nothing. And what'd you do? You paraded around school spouting off 'my slut sister this...' and 'my slut sister that....' Then you have the nerve to try and throw the fact that I unknowingly slept with your boyfriend in my face? I mean, really? The same boyfriend that you were 'oh so in love with?' That one? Because that's funny. If you ever really cared about your little Jackson so much, then why the hell are you fucking the guy that tried to kill him? Hmm?"
Ally rolled her eyes, "Now who's boo-hooing?" she asked, "You're talking about shit I did eight years ago. And you're calling me stupid? Hey... I was only going along with what everyone at school was doing. Figured it must have been true and they were all calling you a slut." she shrugged, "Not like you ever gave me reason to side with you. You've always been a bitch to me, even as kids. And I see how much you've changed." she said sarcastically. "And Colby never tried to kill Jackson. We both know that if he wanted to.. he would have. And forgive me for not giving a shit about someone who cheated on me with my own sister."
"You self-righteous little cunt," Belle snapped. She didn't care if she made a scene in the middle of the restaurant. It wasn't like it was hers or anything. Besides, she'd had enough. She'd had enough of Allison parsing out bits and pieces of what Belle said in an attempt to make Belle look like she was the one being unreasonable. She stood up and started gathering her things.
"You are such a bitch, you know that? A total and complete bitch. You think I was mean to you growing up? Well, I'm sorry. I'm not sure if you missed the memo but apparently sometimes sisters fight when they're growing up. And don't you sit there and act like childish thing I might have done when we were kids compares to what you did to me for almost ten years. I'm not crying about something you did eight years ago, you half-deaf whore. You've been calling me a slut every day for the past eight years. So don't you dare sit there and try to pretend like it was some one time thing you did as a teenager.
"You threw me under the bus just so everyone else would think you were 'cool' and would be your 'friend.' I was your fucking sister! And you didn't give a shit what the hell they did to me. You didn't give a shit when they wrote 'Slutella' on my locker or when they somehow kept updating the 'for a good time call' in the boy's bathroom with my phone number, even after I changed it four times. And you sure as hell didn't care when Kristen carved whore into the hood of the car daddy bought me for graduation."
Belle was furious. Her face was beet red as she stared down at her sister. If looks could kill....
"I came here to let you know that I know what's going on between you and Colby. And I came here to tell you that I'm going to let it continue...until this baby is born. After that, it stops. Because, if it doesn't, I'm not going to go after Colby. No, what I'm going to do is I'm going to pay you back for all the hurt you've been kind enough to show me for the past eight years. Do you understand me? When your niece is born, you're going to stay away from her father. Because if you don't, I swear, I will carve out your uterus and use it as a fucking hand-bag."
Ally watched her sister get up and grab her things, ranting while she did so. It didn't surprise her one bit. When didn't Belle throw a hissy fit? Her words and insults, again, weren't anything new. Although she was getting more creative. The handbag threat... that was a new one.
She stood up as well and looked at Belle, shaking her head, "I'm not gonna fight over Colby, Belle." she chuckled, "So don't you worry. And if I were you... I'd be more worried about his ex wife than anything else. After all...." she leaned in toward her sister's ear and whispered, "...he is still in love with her. No baby you can give him is gonna change that."
"Oh? You mean the bitch who lost his baby then turned his back on him?" Belle replied, leaning away from Allison and her horrid breath. She wasn't worried about Jessica Reeves. She didn't have to be, not after meeting her. Jessica Reeves was a spineless weakling, an idealistic twit. A twit who loved her brother dearly. There was no way Colby's ex-wife would cross her, no way she would go anywhere near Colby again. Not when her brother would be the one paying the consequences if Jessica dared to even speak to Colby again.
"She's no more a threat to me than you are. Hell, you and Jessica are practically in the same boat where Colby is concerned: you both fucked him over all in the name of your love for Jackson. And Colby will never settle for being second best. Ever."
Allison smirked and gave a shrug, "He sure doesn't act like he cares about being second best. At least when I'm underneath him anyways."
"Is that supposed to hurt?" she said with a roll of her eyes. God, her sister was pathetic. "I know what Colby thinks of you. Trust me, it isn't pretty. He's only fucking you because he knows Jackson will be disgusted by it and disgusted by you. He doesn't like you because of you. He only 'likes' you because he loves the idea of having the love of Jackson Reeves' life, the best friend who stabbed him in the back, as his own, personal, unpaid whore. He doesn't care about being second best when he fucks you because he knows your number one will never go near you again now. It's called payback, you moron. Get a fucking clue already."
Okay, Allison was getting tired of her sister's shit already. Why couldn't she just walk away? She had to keep pushing. Pursing her lips tightly, Ally made a fist as she stared at Belle. She wanted to punch her lights out. If it wasn't for that bastard of a child she had growing inside of her, Allison wouldn't have hesitated. Instead, her fist loosened and she swung her open hand across Belle's face, slapping her. "You can get the hell out of my restaurant now."
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