that b i t c h

❝in the morning when i think about you, i hit you like what you s a y i n ' --- that's what the fuck we be sippin' that's what the fuck we be DRIPPIN' my trap house still t i p p i n' she love to climb on top but she love to walk off limpin' --- i can f u c k you all the time❞

[chadwickdick-blog]

Asher wanted to grow, and yell and ball his hands into fists but he had to handle Carter right now, he couldn’t focus on himself. His long arms just drew her into a tight hug so she could hide her face in his chest. He kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry about her. She means nothing especially if she’s going to treat you like that. C’mon.” He moved them backwards into the room and shut the door so no one would see her crying. “You’re not crap. You’re the most wonderful girl in the world, remember that. Never forget that, Carter.”

[carterhq-blog]

carter let the male take her into his arms, and she cried into his chest. why was it when things finally were going right for the girl, shit had to hit the fan. “i don’t deserve this, ash. i never did anything to her, and she’s sitting here calling me a shitty friend because i love someone that isn’t her, and that’s fucked up,” she mumbled into his chest.

[bxcchxnxl-deactivated20160818]

“Fine, whatever, Carter.  You’re life’s set, you’ve got a monster as a boyfriend, and a monster as your best friend.  I guess you’re just becoming the company you keep.”  He said, shaking his head, before shoving his hands in his pockets.  “See you in Hawaii.”  He said, before turning from her.

[carterhq-blog]

“jesus! can you just lay off of them? everyone has got something negative to say about asher and dolce and i promise you there not bad people! you just let one thing that’s happen ruin any chances of seeing them for the good people they could actually be. this is why i don’t want to be nice to people anymore, because you are all judgmental, pieces of crap, and i’m so beyond tired of it. why should i bother being nice, when you can’t see the good in people to begin with.”

[candyswanson]

“if anyone knows how to liven up the house, it’s you carter. the season’s almost over though, think you can pull something off in such a short amount of time?”

[carterhq-blog]

carter laughed, “please, it only takes a few minutes to devise a plan. the time we have left is more than enough.”

[bxcchxnxl-deactivated20160818]

Lucien gave her a look more sad than angry, and not because of what she said.  He shook his head lightly, before crossing his arms over his chest.  “Feel better?”  He asked.  “You know, Carter…. I used to respect you.  You were a bitch, and I could respect that… but now?  You’re just evil.  Did you listen to what you just said?  Is that the person you want to be?  The person you want people seeing you as?”  He motioned to a camera with his head.  “You want fans hearing you say those kinds of things, totally unprovoked?”

[carterhq-blog]

carter rolled her eyes. whatever the male had just said went in one ear and out the other. “are you done? because i’ve got chipotle i gotta eat.”

[bxcchxnxl-deactivated20160818]

“My skin’s as thick as ever, but you’ve never been colder.  Last season, sure, you were a jerk, but at least I could feel a little bad when you got hurt at the end of last season, but now?  You could get hit by a car and—you know what?”  Lucien said, his stance and gaze softening.  “It’s not worth it.  I can’t chip away at your ice block heart with my words.  So I’m not gonna waste them anymore.”

[carterhq-blog]

“whatever you have to say doesn’t phase me, you eyeliner freak. because you know what? no one gives a damn about you. i still don’t understand how the fuck you made it on this show. you’re a low life, ugly ass, piece of shit. you can get hit by a car, die, and i’d put my money on it that not a single person from this house would come to your funeral besides greg because that kids too nice to everyone and maybe roman.”

[bxcchxnxl-deactivated20160818]

“Is it just me or are you worse this season?  I mean, last season you were a bitch and all, but at least you were a fun bitch.  Now you’re just the worst.”

[carterhq-blog]

“or maybe you’ve just gotten softer since last season.” she snapped back, not admitting that she has been worse-- especially now since she was heart broken dolce left.

[candyswanson]

“i’ll think about it. i’d need to hear the plan first but knowing you it’s probably going to be pretty interesting so i’m giving you a maybe, for now.”

[carterhq-blog]

“yeah, i’ll figure something out and then let you know. things have been way too quiet in this house, and i think it’s about time i do something about it.”

[bxcchxnxl-deactivated20160818]

“I can’t believe I’m going to be forced to room with you.”

[carterhq-blog]

“boo fucking hoo, you’ll get over it.”

[thedallasdiaries-blog]

“Never been to Hawaii, but, I’m sure it’ll be pretty fun.” The ocean-eyed girl commented, pulling herself onto the counter, picking at her glazed donut.

[carterhq-blog]

“you’ve never been to hawaii?” the girl asked, “have you been living under a rock or something?” she teased.

[carterhq-blog]

“i’m about to be the sexiest, tannest goddess in hawaii. i’m ready to hula dance and sip on pina coladas,” she said as if nothing was bothering her even though the loss of her best friend in the house was killing her. she could only wish dolce was going to be in hawaii with her, fucking shit up.

[candyswanson]

“i, personally, cannot wait to see how your plan of messing with the house for the rest of the season. if you don’t stir shit up i’m going to be deeply disappointed.”

[carterhq-blog]

“hmm, well first i have to figure out who the fuck is left. but, once i do that i’ll figure out some type of plan. wanna help?”

[candyswanson]

“them leaving just means more screen time for us so i’m really not complaining.”

[carterhq-blog]

“you know, i never really thought about it like that, but that’s so true. so, thank you irrelevant people who left. like, thank you a lot.”

[crushedrosepetals-deactivated20]

@lilprincessmark: I’m pretty sure a few people in this house sold their souls, or cut out their own hearts, cuz these are some fridged ass bitches

[carterhq-blog]

@chamilton: the shade

[candyswanson]

“yeah like i’m pretty sure the majority of the people that left i’ve never met like who even were steph and nia?”

[carterhq-blog]

carter couldn’t help but laugh at what he said-- mostly because it was true. “you’re guess is as good as mine, kid. i don’t even know how they were fan faves to begin with.”

[chadwickdick-blog]

There was some shuffling and then the door opened to reveal Asher in his boxers looking a little disheveled. He had obviously been in bed already. “What’s up baby?” He asked in a sweet voice as he ruffled the blond hair. A worried look passed on his face as he took in the expression on her ace. “What’s wrong?” The tone of his voice had quickly changed to nervous as he cupped her cheeks. “What happened? Who am I killing?” If someone had hurt his Carter he was obviously coming after them for vengeance. No one was better at revenge than Asher.

[carterhq-blog]

carter looked at the much taller male, and instantly broke down when feeling his hands caress her face. she went from letting tears silently drip down her cheeks to balling her eyes out- fuck trying to stay cute at least a little bit cute. carter was hurt, and confused, and honestly pissed off that this was how dolce decided to handle the situation, “she said you’re crap, and it makes me crap for hanging around you-- for loving you,” she cried, wrapping her arms around the boy. she needed to feel him, hold onto him, and know that he was there for her.

[candyswanson]

“yeah i guess they couldn’t handle the pressures of the house. it’s not like we needed them anyways.”

[carterhq-blog]

“exactly. like you’re unneeded if you cannot be named, or if your absence goes unnoticed.”

[carterhq-blog]

carter had just stepped out of the shower, and noticed she had a missed call and voicemail from dolce. she was quick to listen. her good mood, one that was ready to go out and have a fun night, did a three sixty as tears began to stream down her face. she really wasn’t sure what to do, but she knew who she wanted to go to. she threw on her bathrobe and make her way to asher’s room. they were something, and this voicemail involved him too, so she knew she needed to go to him. hair a mess, and left over mascara still surrounded her tear filled eyes as she began knocking on the door. she didn’t say a word. she just stood there feeling weaker than ever, and hoped to god asher was in his room.

@chadwickdick