ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #4 free porn video

[Warning - there is no sex in this story, please don't hate me for that, but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless]

Carly Shay had never felt more relaxed than she felt at this moment, floating in the pool at the inn, just taking in all the sounds and smells of the surrounding nature. Her best male friend was going to be married to the girl of his dreams in just two days and there was just something pleasant about that, and it drove her to seek out what she truly wanted in life.

"Is it cold?" a voice asked.

Carly opened her eyes to see Tori, in a modest blue bikini standing over the pool, looking down at her.

"Not really… actually feels nice since it’s kind of a warm day."

"Good," she said with a grin.

Before Carly could ask why she was smiling, she heard the rush of footsteps and saw Robbie, Andre, and Spencer jump around her, each one covering her with a respectable splash.

"Ah," she screamed out playfully as the guys laughed around her, and just when she realized that Spencer wasn't coming up, she felt his hands push from beneath her and launch her into the air before splashing back down.

As Carly recovered, she saw that Freddie was also there, standing next to Tori, dressed up very nicely, which explained why he wasn't jumping in too like the rest of the guys. She saw the two talk for a second, and he got close as if to tell her a secret, when his stance shifted and pushed the aspiring star into the less than peaceful waters.

"Jerk," she shouted as she fell, much to his delight.

Trina wasn't too far behind them and took her place sitting on the edge as the more fun loving guests played around, sloshing the light blue water.

Several feet from the pool, Amy and Savanna stood, watching the commotion and laughing as Spencer and Carly were setting up for a chicken fight against Tori and Andre. The mother and daughter were soon joined by a broad shouldered teen in a plaid shirt, who was nursing a sore arm, and his night-long companion who was wearing a fairly slinky one piece bathing suit.

As Nate stood back and admired Tasha's swaying hips, who was as sexually gifted as she was beautiful, he caught that Amy was trying to shield her daughter's eyes from the sight before Savanna started cracking up as her father was purposely trying to mess with her aunt Carly.

"Mornin' ladies," Nate said softly.

"Good morning," Amy said politely, but Savanna didn't even respond, clearly a little afraid of the large young man. "I had no idea that you and…"

"Tasha," he quickly filled in for her.

"Yeah… I had no idea that you guys were… an item."

"We… weren't. Until last night at least," Nate said, as he put his hands in his pockets, feeling a tad uncomfortable discussing such a thing with a mother. "Just kinda hit things off at the fire last night, and didn't quite want the night to end."

"Sounds about right," Amy said, with a smirk, trying not to think of how many nights she had done the same thing with guys that were hanging around her.

"I gotta ask, miss… How do you manage having a k*d, and then having a k*d for a husband?"

"Wow… that's kinda direct, man."

"I apologize… just figured it was something worth askin' about."

"We just make due… I'm just as fun loving as he is, but he's just more comfortable in social situations. Him being a k*d is what I love about him, really. And it makes him a really great dad."

"I bet…" Nate said, trying not to flex his arm too much as it was overexerted enough as it was. He had planned on asking her something else, but was a bit too distracted as he watched Tasha climb, dripping wet from the pool, before jumping off the board back in.

* * *

"You about ready?"

Freddie was still buttoning his shirt up as he heard Jade's voice at the door. It hadn't even been 24 hours and he already hated this 'purity' time between them. He had tossed and turned all night, feeling so completely alone that he ended up taking a walk around the grounds.

"Just about, babe."

"Good… you know how much my dad hates when we're late to something."

"Oh, I know that all too well, Jade," he shot back, a bit more acidic than he had originally meant.

"Look," she said, before opening the door to come in, "I know you and my dad don't get along very well, but he just wants to make sure you're good for me."

"Like he thought Alex was?"

"Freddie…" she said, her eyes narrowing. "That was pretty cheap. And we promised that after what happened with him a couple years ago, we would never talk about him again."

"I'm sorry…" he said, reaching out to hug her, but she slid away. "I hate this," he muttered.

"I know… I don't like it either, but I think it means more if we do this. Our whole relationship has been filled with us moving too fast and focusing on the physical stuff more than anything else."

"I know… and I get it… I just don't like it."

Jade smiled softly at Freddie before leaning over and kissing his lips with a soft peck. "That's the last one you're getting until Sikowitz gives us the signal."

"I'm going to get you back for this," Freddie said, slipping his nice shoes on, since his usual ones were covered in mud, finally ready to go.

"Good… you have a couple days to figure out all the fun ways how."

* * *

The couple found their way down to the front lawn where the Wests stood next to each other looking up at the sky, and Robert was holding a sizable rifle. A loud CLANK later, a disk flew through the air before West took aim, and turned it to dust.

"Nice of you two to finally join us," he said, his nose practically in space, he was sticking it up so far.

"We're only a couple minutes late, Dad…"

"I can't imagine why…" he said, rolling his eyes.

"It was my fault, sir," Freddie said, doing his best to put up a good front. "I couldn't find my keys."

"I hope you keep better track of Jade than you do your other belongings," he shot back, before shooting another clay pigeon from the sky.

"Well, I would never consider your daughter as one of my possessions… nor would she ever allow herself to be called that."

Hmmm…" West grunted, unable to argue with that particular point.

"Did we ever tell you that your father was a national champion, Jadelyn?" Mrs West said, taking a drink from what seemed to be an ever present glass of liquor.

"A couple times," Jade said sharply, quickly getting fed up with all of this. "Why are we even here?"

"We're here," Robert said, clearing his throat and lowering the gun, "Because I'm spending a lot of money on something and if I'm spending my cash for someone else's benefit, I want to know its worth it."

"The f-" Jade started to ask, when Freddie put his hand on her shoulder.

"I'm guessing you want to see if I can shoot those because it will prove that I'm worthy?"

"Something like that," he said. "Or it's a start at least. Impress me."

Freddie grumpily took the rifle from his future father-in-law's hands and tried to get used to the weight. He pointed it up to the sky and tried his best to adapt to the feel of the gun. "Alright," he said with a sigh as he prepared.

The machine fired up, and within a few seconds, the first disk was launched upwards, and almost effortlessly he nailed it, earning a clap from his true love. The second and third came pretty quickly afterward and Freddie managed to hit both of them, obliterating one and taking a good chunk out of the other.

The fourth one however, was a different story. He took aim, and knew he should take the shot, but as his eye darted to his future in laws, Freddie suddenly didn't give a shit what these people thought of him. So he intentionally missed, reacting way too quickly to the failure than he should have, signalling to Jade that he had thrown it. The Wests however were too busy gloating and sneering to catch such a small detail.

"You did good baby," Jade said softly, pulling him away from her parents who just rolled their eyes. "Let's go upstairs to your room and talk, ok?"

Freddie just nodded as Jade led him inside the inn and up to the room they used to share, as the former technical producer tried to calm his nerves.

* * *

Back in the pool, the young adults are still splashing and having a good time, and thanks to Andre's idea for a floating beer cooler, they had drinks readily available. Trina was taking a long sip of a beer when her eyes caught the inn door opening revealing two people she really didn't want to see.

Cat, who was wearing a bright blue bikini that might as well have been painted on, was leading Noelle out into the sun so she could sit around the pool, and Cat could join in the fun of the others. Noelle was definitely not dressed for the pool experience as she wore a sundress and large sun-glasses, to cover her still sunken eyes.

"Surprised to see them out this morning," Andre said. "Didn't figure we'd see them at all today since they were screaming half the night."

"Screaming?" Robbie said, looking over and wondering what could have happened. "Were they fighting or did they get hurt or did-"

"Nah, man…" Andre said with a grin, taking another swig of beer. "It was the happy kind of screaming."

"Happy?" the curly haired outcast cocked his head as it wasn't making sense to him.

"They were going at it like howler monkeys," Tori added. "Jade and I were awake for way too much of it."

Robbie blushed a bit, ashamed that he had completely missed what should have been brutally obvious. Trina had remained mostly silent, truly feeling bad for what she had done to that poor girl, forgetting her in the woods.

As Cat jumped in the pool, the guys couldn't help but gawk at her flawless figure, even if they knew that it would take a chromosome change to get her attention. As the perky redhead swam past Trina, clearly ignoring her, the eldest Vega couldn't help but feel bad since Cat had always been nice to her, even when she didn't deserve it.

Trina swam over to the edge of the pool where Noelle was seated, and perched herself on the side so she could look Noelle in the eye… or as close as she could get with those glasses.

"Hey… Noelle… look," she started, and Noelle wouldn't even look at her. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for, you know… the whole upside down and forgetting you thing. My bad…"

Noelle just shook her head and looked up at the sun, wondering how long she could relax here without the fear of getting burned.

When she realized that a sorry was not going to cut it, Trina swam back to the group, but the look that Cat was giving her made her feel even more out of place. So, she did the only thing that she felt like she should, and climbed from the pool, dried off, and headed inside for some rest.

* * *

A few doors down from where Trina planned to lay her head, Freddie was pacing the floor of his room while Jade lay on what used to be their bed.

"You might as well just tell me what the fuck is going on."

Freddie looked over at Jade and debated how to respond to her request. Part of him really just wanted her to leave so he could lose his cool in peace, but he had spent enough time away from her and losing her for any reason was not something he wanted. "I'm just thinking, babe, it's ok."

"You'll forgive me if I think that's a crock of shit…" Jade said, sitting and narrowing her eyes at her lover, but the worry in his eyes told her what she needed to know. "Just tell me if you're ok, baby."

"Yeah… but I need to know something, and you need to be honest," Freddie stopped and looked down at her, looking more serious than she had seen in a long time.

"Ok…"

"If you had to choose me or your f*mily… really your f*mily's money… you would choose me, right?"

"You haven't heard?" she fired back coyly.

"What?"

Jade stood up, looking a bit dizzy for a moment, to look Freddie in the eyes as she reached for a slip of paper from his nightstand.

"You see this, Freddie? This is our bulletin, something that every single guest is going to receive, so that they will know that all this is about you and me. Together forever. That's what I care about. My parents can eat a dick for all I care… I have you Freddie, and no f*rce on earth is going to change that."

Freddie grabbed his fiancée tightly, not giving a damn about their chastity deal, and just held her, inhaling her scent and burying his face in her neck as she enjoyed being pressed against his pecs. Almost absent-mindedly, she began to plant soft kisses on his chest leading up to his chin, and then let herself enjoy tasting his lips once more.

The kiss only made Freddie hold Jade tighter, until he felt her knees weaken a bit.

"You ok?" he asked, supporting her weight as she seemed to have some trouble.

"Yeah…" she said, stroking his arms as he supported her. "Just dizzy today, I guess. Must have been the lack of sl*ep kicking at me. Maybe I just got up too fast."

Freddie had his doubts and wondered if something was truly wrong, but before he could say anything there was a knock at the door. He rushed over to open it, revealing a stout woman in a maid's uniform.

"Excuse me," she said softly. "But do you know who is staying in the room down the hall?"

She was pointing at Kelly's room, which Freddie only knew because Tori had mentioned about why she would be at this occasion.

"I think I know who is staying there…" Freddie said, wondering what this was all about, "but she's not really a friend of mine. Her name is Kelly, I think."

"Oh ok… if you see her, you need to tell her that she's going to have to send payment for all the stuff in there."

"What?!" he said, in shock, moving past the maid to check the room for himself. The maid cautiously opened the door and revealed a completely trashed room- the bed unmade and torn up, trash all over the floor, and muddy shoeprints all over the carpet. "This is ridiculous…"

And then Freddie's eye caught a yellow piece of paper pinned to the wall, no doubt something else that left a mark.

-I hate this place, so I'm leaving. Not sure why I came anyway.

There was something off about the note, and it was clearly written in a hurry, but he knew so little about the thin blonde, but there was something familiar, even amongst the rush, about the handwriting on the note.

"I will let her friend Beck know… he probably knows how to keep up with her," Freddie said, clenching his fist a bit at the thought of Beck.

"Yes, sir," the small maid said before she shut the door behind them and Freddie headed back to his room to check on Jade.

To his surprise she was not only standing, but seemed like she was getting ready for something.

"I just got a text that I need to go get my dress fitted, along with a couple other things so I need to jet."

"Oh… ok… Do you want to know the deal with the room?" he asked, a little hurt that she was just taking off.

"Is it Kelly's?"

"Yeah…"

"Then I couldn't give less of a shit…"

"Fair enough," Freddie said with a slight smirk, happy to see that his love had regained her full composure and hadn't changed too much from the woman he fell for years ago. "I guess I will see you around dinner time then, right?"

"Wouldn't miss it," Jade said with a smile, kissing him softly on the cheek before running out the door, leaving Freddie to slowly stew in what he had just seen and heard.

* * *

"Do you have this piece in white?"

The girl working at the dress shop stared at the dressing room curtain that the bride to be was located, wondering if such a dark piece of lingerie would come in such a pure colour. "Maybe… I will have to check."

"Ok… I just feel like… when he and I are finally alone and he can peel this thing off me, I think wearing white would be really symbolic and meaningful." Jade reached out and handed back a black lace thong and a skimpy black lace bra. "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes ma’am," the clerk said, rushing to the back, hoping to find something fitting the description.

Jade tried on a couple more pieces and look as a hand went through the curtain holding a black baby doll number. The future bride saw red and pulled open the curtain, not to reveal the girl, but the one person she really didn't want to come face to face with right now: Beck.

"I always thought that black was your colour, Jade."

"Go fuck yourself, Beck," she said coldly, covering herself up as best she could. "And get the hell out of here before I scream."

"You know, I remember a time when that was less of a threat and more of a promise. And you screamed… a lot." The handsome actor took a step into the tiny cubicle so that they could truly talk.

"Seriously, Beck… this is not ok. You need to get out of here or I really will throw a fit."

"Babe-"

"Don't fucking 'babe' or 'baby' me, you fucking asshole!" Jade now gripped him by the collar of his shirt. "What kind of fucked up douchebag shows up at a wedding and pulls this shit?"

"The way I remember it, you were desperate to get away from him not too long ago. Which is why you ended up at my apartment. We didn't have to talk for more than a few minutes before you just attacked me."

"That was a long time ago, and more importantly it was a huge fucking mistake." Jade sighed deeply, hating the very thought of what she had done after the big fight. Everything that happened that week was practically a blur of bad decisions and horrible events. "I don't want to think about it. I don't want to think about you like that. I feel nauseous just from the memory. Just leave me alone."

"Jade… look… I'm not sorry for this, but I just know that you and I are what's meant to be. I came here at first because I was happy for you and I thought I moved on, but after… after I saw you here, and you just looked amazing even though it has only been a year since I last saw you… I don't know…" Beck was clearly looking for the words. He knew this was wrong and what he was doing was a violation of Jade as well as every-thing that Jade valued, but he couldn't help himself.

"Just say your piece and go… or better yet, don't and just get the fuck off this island."

"When I saw you the other night, all those feelings and regrets came flooding back and I knew I had to at least try and stop you…" His hand reached out to her arm, stroking it softly. "I don't think I could have lived with myself if I didn't try to make you love me again."

"Beck… look… I…" Jade was floundering and she was starting to blush, as this really was a grand romantic gesture from a guy who never was emotional. But it didn't change anything. "I made my choice. We had a rocky relationship in high school, and we had some pretty great sex a while back, but we are just history. I love Freddie, I want Freddie, and that's all there-"

"Excuse me?"

Jade was so focused on not losing it, in every sense- rage, sadness, pity, love, and all those other lost feelings for Beck- that she didn't even notice the curtain being pulled back.

"These are not meant for two," the woman said sternly, but then immediately returned to her task at hand. "I found a very similar piece in your size in white, if you think this could work."

Jade could barely see straight, but grabbed the item and pushed Beck out of the room. "Thanks," she said coldly.

Beck was about to leave the store when the clerk looked at him, and whispered. "Sorry to interrupt you guys… I think you are going to make a really gorgeous couple."

Shaking his long black hair a bit, Beck chuckled and shook his head. "You don't say…" he muttered as he left the store and headed back to the inn.

* * *

Freddie Benson had searched up and down in the inn for any sign of Kelly or someone she may have spoken to, but no one had seen her since she ditched the scavenger hunt group the day before. Likewise, Beck was also notably absent, but at least there were sightings of his lover's former boyfriend, and Freddie resigned himself to wait and help Gibby out while he looked for anyone to discuss Kelly's room with.

* * *

"Ohmygod!" Cat jumped up and down in her room as she looked at Jade in her fancy white dress, unable to contain the excitement for her best friend getting married.

The redhead was joined by Tori and Carly who seemed just as excited, but far less 'bouncy' about it.

"It looks really good," Carly added.

"If Freddie hadn't already asked you to marry him," Tori said, getting close and checking all the details of the dress, "he would the moment he saw you in this. I'm so glad we talked you out of wearing that bloody one from that Scissoring movie."

"Watch it, Vega… I love that movie almost as much as I love him. But you really think so? You really think he'll like it?" Jade asked, feeling really nervous, even though deep down she knew that Freddie would love her even if she was just wearing a sack.

"Are you crazy?!" Cat asked rhetorically, "He's going to love it! You look like a princess!"

"Maybe…" Jade said as she looked over at a full body mirror and stared at herself. She was a little concerned about her pale exposed flesh on her chest and shoulders, but the way that the white strapless cups held her breasts in place just as well as it lifted them for exquisite cleavage giving the appearance of a corset in a way. The abdomen of the dress was practically skin tight before fluffing out at her thighs into waves of white ruffles, which was probably where Cat got the 'princess' vibe. "I just feel weird having my arms and top quarter of my body completely exposed."

Before Jade could say anything else about the dress, she got a text alert on her phone, zapping her focus away from the dress.

Cat jumped at the PearPhone and immediately dropped it onto the bed when she saw the message and who it was from.

"You just got a text from Beck, Jade. He says you need to talk to him. Why is he texting you… and why did he put 'Love' at the end of it?"

"Are you k*dding?!" Tori asked, wide eyed. "Doesn't he know that you're a little tied up at the moment, what with getting married?"

"Calm down…" Jade said, trying not to lose her temper in this nice dress. "He's just trying to make up for being a shitty boyfriend. I will handle it."

"The way you 'handled it' with him before graduation?" Tori shot back.

"One, you're being a cunt, Vega. But two, it will be nothing like our senior year at UCLA… that was a mistake and I'm not looking back." Jade tried to hide her fear, but she was starting to really wonder about Beck at this point.

"I guess I'm missing something…" Carly interjected. "Did something happen with Beck?"

"Jade had sex with him," Cat quickly informed, earning glares from all the girls in the room. "It was over a year ago and Jade says they were on a break."

"It was a mistake… and I know we aren't exactly best friends, Carly, but I know how much Freddie means to you… so please don't tell him."

Carly just glared, clearly angry at Jade for doing something so stupid and possibly risking hurting Freddie. But then again, from what Sam had told her of that bad break that had brought Freddie to her bed, it was somewhat understandable. "You swear that you and Freddie were broken up at the time?"

"We were taking a break after a fight, and it just happened, and we agreed never to discuss what we did during that break, and we've moved on."

"Fine… but if you're lying to me, I will have Sam beat you with a butter sock."

This time, all eyes went to Carly as to what was the idea behind this exactly.

"So," Tori said, breaking the awkward silence, "I guess the real question is, what are you going to do about him… I mean, you can't make him leave, can you?"

Jade didn't respond, but just stared at herself in the mirror and tried not to think about the text or all the things she wanted to say.

* * *

While Spencer and his daughter were staring out the upstairs window, the real show was down below where his wife and Savanna's mother was busy doing yoga alongside Trina Vega. While Amy had always stayed in pretty decent shape, it was still amazing that she was in her 30's and was a mother. The brunette was wearing a tight pair of pants and a sports bra that was probably a size too small. Trina was clearly out of practice as her form was all wrong, but she wasn't bad to look at, at least.

As beautiful as Amy was, and Spencer hated himself a bit for salivating over this girl, a much younger and more flexible tanned brunette worked out side by side with Amy. Tasha was still wearing her skimpy bathing suit as she stretched to the point where he thought she would pop out, but she readjusted in the nick of time. He was thankful that Savanna was just short enough that she couldn't really see down from the window.

In fact, Spencer was so focused on the model that he didn't even notice that someone was coming up behind him until Savanna tugged on his pant leg, seemingly scared. He turned to face Nate, and after the initial surprise, as if someone had walked in on him doing something naughty, he was happy to greet the broad shouldered teen.

"Hey man, what's up?"

"Not too much," Nate said, chewing on the end of a toothpick. "Got mighty bored downstairs and figured I'd see what had your attention up here. Guess I was right."

The two men stood at the wide window, neither one saying very much as they watched the three girls push their bodies around and into positions that would be even too crazy for the bedroom. Even from high up, they could still see the tiny beads of sweat that were beginning to accumulate and slip down into the crevices they craved to explore.

"Sorry if this is overstepping at all, Nate, but how in the heck did you manage to hook that girl?"

He just laughed and shook his head. "I've got an engineering degree, played defensive tackle for USC, and have trust fund with millions coming in a couple years. But mostly, I think it's because of the accent. I wake up every day and pray she doesn't meet a cooler person from the south…"

"Or anyone from the south," Spencer added.

"You sir, are an asshole," Nate said, with a chuckle as Spencer quickly covered his daughters ears from the language. "My bad…"

"It's ok… Savanna knows there are adult words that she shouldn't be using."

"Daddy's an asshole!" she exclaimed, earning frustrated looks from Spencer and a conservative grin from Nate.

"I see someone's learned a new word," came a soft voice from behind the guys. Spinning around they met Noelle, who still looked a bit worse for wear, but at least she seemed in good spirits.

"Glad to see you up and moving around," Spencer said, trying to be social, despite knowing he had nothing in common with the dark haired girl.

"Yeah… should be good soon." Noelle joined them at the window, and rolled her eyes as they were clearly jerking off with their eyes, but sneered a bit when she realized the third was Trina. "I'm thinking I interrupted something."

"Not really," Nate said, chewing on his toothpick, his eyes focused on Tasha's body, when a thought hit him. "Hey, Noelle, ain't that the girl who left you hangin' in the woods last night?"

"Yeah," Noelle said, narrowing her eyes with a burning anger towards Trina, but she didn't want it to show. "But she apologized… so… there is that."

* * *

It had taken asking several people, but Freddie had finally gotten the name of a place that Beck was seen, so naturally he took off to find him.

The Corner, as it was called, was comprised of three shops- a hunting/fishing supply store, a barbershop, and a dress shop. While the dress shop was probably the least likely, he didn't want to run the risk of running into Jade if she was really trying to stay away from him to keep her dress a secret.

"Excuse me," he said to the girl at the register, poking his head in the surprisingly large clothing place. "I know my fiancée was supposed to try on her wedding dress and some stuff, and I just wanted to make sure that she wasn't here."

"I don't believe so, sir," the girl said looking around the empty store.

"Brunette, this tall," he said, trying to describe Jade now that a lot of her distinguishing features had been removed like the highlights piercings, etc. "She was wearing a black and blue top this morning."

"We've only had one woman like that in here today and she was with her fiancée. Are you also having a wedding here?"

"Ummm… as far as I know, we were the only ones. Was her name Jade?"

"Yes, West, I think?"

"Ok… that's definitely her… who was she with?"

"Oh…" the girl's eyes went wide with surprise as if something bad had just happened and it was her fault. "I really thought it was the groom… handsome guy, shoulder length black hair, really tan."

"Fucking A…" he mumbled earning a surprised look from the shop girl. "Sorry… that would be an ex of hers… Thank you…"

Freddie didn't wait for her response as he bolted from the door, racing back to the inn, seeing red the whole way through as he took a shortcut through the woods, and let his wander over all the ways he was going to destroy Beck.

He had no idea how he had gotten back to the inn, his entire journey a pure blur of rage and revenge fantasies, but as he rushed up the stairs he considered just going back into his room and screaming, but decided on something else.

Thanks to an empty hallway, he was able to slip to Beck's door and pick the lock with relative ease. The room was completely straight, in contrast to the way that Kelly had left things in hers, which was a pleasant surprise, but certainly not enough to quench his rage.

Freddie rifled through papers, looking for some information or piece that would confirm or deny his deep seated fears over what might be going on. Moving on to his suitcase, Freddie felt around for any papers or tech that he could check for info. Reaching into another duffle bag, his hand wrapped around a laptop, but brushed against something that certainly felt wrong. Freddie pulled it out by the handle, gasping as he revealed a small .22 calibre handgun.

Before he even had a chance to have a thought about his discovery, her heard Beck's voice and then rushed to a closet to hide from sight as best he could, gun still in hand.

"…I get that Ruby, but she's not buying it… No, I said that too…"

The moment he heard that it was Mrs West, Freddie's fear of being caught turned to pure fire as he tightened his grip on the weapon, trying not to lose it and give himself away.

"Look, she thinks anything to do with me is wrong, and I don't see myself changing her mind… She's your daughter, how the fuck is that my fault?!... This is completely shitty what you're doing here… I don't care how much you pay me, Ruby. I'm done with your bullshit… I'd like to see you try…"

Freddie's anger towards Beck was slowly slipping if for no other reason so that he could make room for his anger towards Mrs West, and no doubt Robert as well. After all he had done to appease them, and they are pulling this complete and utter bullshit days from the wedding, this was the angriest he had ever felt.

"You two can try and ruin Jade's life all you want, but I'm done… No, I can't do this… Yeah, make all the threats you want, but I got that job because I worked hard and auditioned… Bullshit, Ruby…"

There was a delayed silence, followed by a crash, where he had clearly tossed the phone. Freddie had no idea what Mrs West had said, but it was clearly enough that it served as a conversation ender. Another smashing sound signified his throwing his door open and storming outside.

Now thankfully alone in the room, Freddie slipped from the closet breathing a bit easier from getting caught, but practically shaking from his un-bridled anger that he couldn't wait to unload. But first, there was something more important that he needed to deal with.

* * *

"Oh, I have been needing this…" Sam said, lying face down on a white table while a pair of strong hands worked her over, rubbing out all of her stress and anger with each touch.

Next to her, Amy lay in the same position, getting the same treatment, and made the same moaning and grunting sounds as her masseuse was clearly a bit rougher with the touch, but clearly that was what Mrs Spencer Shay was into.

"Getting way too handsy!" shouted a voice from the opposite side as Sam. On the other side of Amy, Trina was getting ground into by a very masculine woman, which Trina was not a fan of in the least, but at least the eldest Vega found it effective. "Just keep it above the waist, Lady Lurch."

The sneer being given to Trina's back could practically be heard through the room, as the woman did her best to abide by the wishes of this annoying bitch.

"Sweet chizz," Sam said softly, as the masseuse hit the sweet spot. "Momma's been waiting for you to get that nerve. Like magic."

Amy smiled into her towel, but quickly started getting up, trying to cover up as best she could. "I think I need to go," she said, reaching into her robe to check her phone. "Yup. Savanna needs my help… you girls have fun."

"Guess we can try…" Trina said with a sigh, annoyed that she was relegated to spending time with the girl she had wanted to strangle for a quite of bit of the previous day. "So you used to live with Cat, right?"

"Yeah… for a little while," Sam said stiffly. "Things got weird after a while so I left. Not much more to say."

"Any validity to those rumours that you and period-head used to fool around?"

"If you're talking about Cat, that's a pretty shitty thing to call her. And also, that's none of your fucking business."

"Whoa… I was just calling her a fun name. You don't have to be so offended by everything," Trina said, looking up from her towel. "Sorry… but I guess that answers my question."

Sam wanted to jump from the table and strangle her, but she settled for giving Trina's masseuse a look, as if to send a secret signal.

"Ma’am?" the strong woman asked Trina, "Would you be interested in one of our honey and melon baths? They are great for opening your pores through your chest and stomach."

"Sure," Trina said, starting to adjust so she could flip over. "But not by you… I want whoever the guy was who was working on Amy in here… he can do it."

"I'll pass," Sam said, starting to stretch a bit so her assistant could hit some better places.

"No surprise there," Trina said, rolling her eyes. "Usually trash has no idea what it's missing."

"Something like that, I'm sure."

There was a couple minutes of silence as Trina flipped over, placed cucumbers over her eyes, and enjoyed a man's touch as he spread a warm, sweet smelling substance from her face all the way down to her groin.

"You know, Cat and I used to be really good friends."

Sam looked over at the naked brunette with the most critical face she could muster. "No way."

"Yeah… we used to hang out and get foot baths and talk about makeup when we were in high school together. Before my stupid s*ster came and ruined it all."

"What a shame…" Sam said, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah… she just changed."

"It couldn't be that you were just a total assbag, right?"

"You are just a twat, blondie." Trina said, unable to really be too angry as she was getting some very deep tissues worked on. "She got in tight with Tori, and Jade, and now all of you Seattle people… I just don't get it."

"You forgot Noelle… the girl you could have killed," Sam said, sitting up and looking at the doorway and nodding.

"Yeah… I just don't get what her deal is, or what Cat sees in her… I mean, I'm not a dyke or anything, but what does that mousey chick have that I don't?"

"A pillow," said an unidentifiable voice as a ripping sound was heard.

Before she could move and get the cucumbers off her eyes, she was completely covered with so many feathers, they filled the room. The last thing she saw was Noelle laughing along with Sam, before the dark haired girl kissed Sam on the lips in the most platonic way possible before racing out of the room.

Trina was up, not even caring that she was only wearing a pair of panties at this point, completely covered it white pieces that weren't going any-where. The eldest Vega rushed after Sam and Noelle, leaving a wave of white behind her, even across the foyer of the parlour where Gibby, Andre, Robbie, and Col. Shay were all wearing bathrobes, awaiting their turn in the massage area of the spa.

If the girls hadn't have rushed past the scene, it would have been the perfect photo op.

* * *

Jade sat alone in Tori's room which had become her new home, looking around the pop singer's room, anxious to find something to take her mind off what happened earlier with Beck and how the girls reacted to everything.

Cat and Carly had not stuck around much after the text, both visibly upset that Jade would even talk to Beck after the way he handled himself, and they didn't even know about what happened at the dress store today.

Tori, on the other hand, stood by her and helped her get undressed before the girls sat on the bed and just talked. Both had been partners of Beck for a time, and he was really the reason their friendship was halted, and he was also the reason their extra-beneficial friendship happened, so there was that.

Jade eventually opened up about Beck popping up when she was checking into lingerie, and Tori was absolutely stunned. It was a complete jerk move, but even she had to admit that there was something cavalier and really romantic about going to the limit to try and take Jade away. That being said, Tori thought, Beck was nothing compared to Freddie.

If it wasn't for a panicked phone call from her s*ster, Jade felt like she could just collapse with Tori for the remainder of the day. But alas, the ever annoying eldest Vega ruined Jade's plans for rest and relaxation and Tori was just a memory and a bed indention now.

Jade was considering grabbing a quick shower, when there was a sudden knock at the door and a note suddenly slipped under it, as the shadow of feet disappeared. Grabbing the small piece of paper, Jade felt her stomach turn for a few seconds as she read over the words. -Jade,

I thought a lot about what we said at the shop, and I want to make this work. Please come see me in the 3rd floor storage room in 10 minutes and I will show you how I feel. -Beck

The brunette stared at the paper so hard it should have just burned up from the intensity. How dare he, of course was her first thought, but then it was suddenly phased out as she envisioned it like Tori described his actions- Beck was trying to swoop in and rescue her from a life deemed un-worthy of her.

She knew this shouldn't even be worth a thought. She knew it was wrong. But she had to at least go hear him out… it would be unfair not to.

Jade slipped out the door and headed up the stairs, trying to breathe, stopping every few seconds to re-evaluate her choice. Slowly she approached the door where Beck was waiting, and reached for the handle, but her hand was paralyzed. Her eyes were zoomed in on the ring Freddie had given her that night in the rain.

Her hand shook, almost uncontrollably, and she couldn't even touch the handle. With a deep sigh, she turned around and raced down the steps back to her room, feeling utterly ashamed for even considering going to meet Beck.

On the other side of the door however, Freddie stood, his hands clenched in tight fists clearly just as nervous as Jade was. He was relieved that she didn't take the bait of his message, but the fact that she would even come this close made him feel incredibly uneasy.

Freddie released a soft sigh, and relaxed his grip, feeling the pain in his hands surge through, as his tight fist blocked the circulation, and prepared himself for what needed to come next.

* * *

"You're looking very shiny tonight, Trina…"

The oldest Vega s*ster stared through the crowd with fury at Sam, Amy (holding Savanna's hand), Tasha, Noelle, and Cat after hearing the blonde former web star's jab. The dining room was packed

"Oh shove it, Sam… that took hours to clean up from." Trina felt like she needed to watch her language since there was a ch*ld around. She did have some manners after all.

Tasha looked like she was about to sneeze, closing her eyes, with her fist up to her mouth, when all of a sudden, she opened her mouth with a fake sneeze, tossing several of the leftover feathers with the breath.

"Here, Trina…" Noelle said, stepping forward away from the laughter, batting her blue eyes at her tormentor, and now tormentee, "Let me buy you a drink."

"I don't want a drink. I want an apology. My skin is very important to me and you and your… people ruined it. I had to do so much-"

"Trina," Amy said, trying to appear at least a little responsible since she was the oldest person in the group. "Look, you left that poor girl upside down for hours on end like a friggin' piñata and could have killed her. She got you back in a fantastic way that clearly did no real harm. Just put the bad blood to rest."

The eldest Vega wanted to bite the woman's head off, but seeing that she was with that little girl, she just couldn't f*rce herself to do what usually came naturally. "I guess so…"

"Thatta girl, sweetie," Amy said, patting Trina's shoulder. "Now sit down and drink up. Take in the joy around you for once."

* * *

One place where there was certainly a lack of joy at the night's after-dinner party, was in the far corner where Ruby and Robert West sat, watching what was going on around them in silence, judging each and every guest, but none more than their future son in law.

To make matters even worse, their back-up plan of using Beck to push Jade away from this ridiculousness had seemingly failed, and was on the verge of backfiring completely. They couldn't believe that he was backing off, even with all that they were offering financially. And, to add insult to injury, he was now avoiding them with the occasional evil glare.

"We need to have a conversation."

The sudden interruption quickly snapped the attention of the couple to the young man who was now taking a seat at their table. Freddie was usually fairly friendly, or at the very least cordial to the Wests, but the look in his eyes this evening said it all.

"Go on…" Robert said, taking a sip of his drink.

"I get it. You are very rich and powerful sir, and that's all well and good."

"I certainly hope your toast will be much more eloquent, Mr Benson," he shot back, attempting to maintain control of the situation with intimidation.

"You don't need to worry about my toast, sir… You need to worry about your daughter, and more to a point, you need to consider what's going to happen after this dinner." Freddie relaxed in the chair a bit as he could see that West wanted to take another shot, but Freddie refused to give a little at all. "I know about Beck, and I know that you are the reason that he's been harassing Jade."

The look on his future in-laws' faces was utterly priceless, and he figured he should just go ahead and make the kill shot.

"If you're worried about me telling Jade what you've done, don't. It's not my place to. But let me be completely clear… Don't expect me to treat either of you with a grain of respect, because I don't give a fuck about impressing you. The only thing in this world that I care about is your daughter. End of story."

When Freddie had gotten through his whole spiel, he noticed their eyes were not focused on him so much as what was behind him. He spun around quickly to see Jade and Tori standing nearby, unsure how much they had actually heard.

It was clear that Jade tears in her eyes as she stared with burning anger at what was in front of her, but not a drop of it was meant for her fiancée. She grabbed Freddie's hand and pulled him from the table, her glare not once breaking from her parents and she resisted flicking them off or saying a word, deciding that no words would ever be appropriate for what they had for who they were.

The Wests were utterly speechless, feeling even more embarrassed, and ashamed. But while Robert got up from the table and went to their room to really think about what they had done, Ruby decided to wash her guilt away with another drink or three.

She regretted not staying with her husband just minutes after he disappeared when her cell phone beeped signalling a message. Colour drained a bit from her reddened face as she saw that it was Beck.

-40K and I get a ride out of place or I show everyone why you and Robert are the worst people imaginable.

He was calling her bluff. She had threatened him on the phone earlier, but now he was the one drawing lines in the sand, and to be honest, she felt completely trapped. Unlike Robert who had no issue with pissing people off to make a point, Ruby was desperate to be liked and the idea of being exposed made her feel utterly sick.

-Fine. Meet at the back pool in one hour.

Ruby texted back as quick as she could before heading out from the party, deciding whether to cut this little shit a check, or to just ask Robert to go handle him.

* * *

It had been nearly two hours since he had texted Mrs West, but Beck was still sitting out by the pool, waiting patiently on what he was becoming less and less proud of- the blackmail of someone who actually liked him.

But since it seemed like she was just messing with him and wasting his time, his guilt was quickly morphing into pure rage. Clenching his fist, he looked through the window at all the guests, and didn't see either of the Wests, so his idea for grandstanding and making a scene would be pretty pointless.

He debated going back to the party, but all those happy people and the remotest possibility of running into the Wests after making his ultimatum just seemed awful. After a couple minutes of hyping up the joys of drinking alone in his room, Beck headed to the kitchen, which was practically empty after dinner.

Slipping past Gibby with relative ease, he slipped into the wine cellar, which also contained the secondary freezer and took a look at what some of the options he had for snatching a bottle that would probably not be missed. Beck ended up picking a bottle at random, and rushing back up to his room, hoping that no one would see him, and that he could be left relatively alone until morning.

If Beck had gone into the freezer, he probably wouldn't have noticed anything out of place. But if he had gone deep into the cold storage, to the very back, he would have seen why Ruby West was late.

Beyond all the slaps of meat, a****l carcasses, and bags of excess freezable food, there was something that certainly didn't belong. Something with long black hair, with duct tape over its mouth, and a meat hook to hold it up, with its point clear through the body. Silently, Ruby West swung softly, feet inches from the floor, in the icy locker, her eyes frozen wide in final and fatal terror.