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౨ৎㅤ 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 , a dependent account bearing witness to those beloved and adored by lia ( 30+ , she & her , pst ) with journeys unfolding within @ areyoutheonerp .
౨ৎㅤ 𝘀𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 , the golden child . introduction , pinterest , wanted . ౨ৎㅤ 𝗻𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 , the mediator . introduction , pinterest , wanted .
WHO: Anyone! WHERE: The Pool Deck
"Alright…twenty-four hours in. Fuck, marry, kill, or kiss. Go."
" hmm, " her gaze drifted toward the pool as she considered it for a moment, " kiss cameron, marry wyatt, and fuck van ... but kill ? that's going to be a hard one. " a faint blush immediately following after her confession, as she lifts her wine glass in this half hearted attempt to hide it, " and in my defense, it's only been twenty four hours, and so far nobody has managed to get on my bad side. though ask me again in a week, I might have a completely different answer. "
"okay, honest question. if somebody handed you a plane ticket right now and told you to disappear for a month, no responsibilities, no phones, no consequences... where are you going? and if you say paris, i'm judging you."
" first of all, paris wasn't even in my top five, so I feel a little attacked right now, " he teases, though laugh eludes his lips as he shakes his head. " but, honestly ? somewhere in new zealand. give me a cabin near a lake, maybe some hiking trails, and absolutely no one expecting me to answer emails or make decisions for a month ... sounds quite reasonable to me, and what about you ? where would you go ? "
"the best way to get through it is to just get right to it. why do you suck at relationships?"
" honestly ? I think I spend so much time trying to keep the peace that I end up avoiding conversations I should have probably had, " the corner of his lips lifting into this crooked grin, " turns out ' i'll deal with it later ' isn't actually a great relationship strategy. who knew ? "
"if i were a charm? hm, not something exciting. i think i'd be one of those compass charms. not because i always know where i'm going, most of the time i don't, but i usually know where the people i care about are supposed to be headed. i'm good at helping other people find their way, whether they ask me to or not." he grinned. "which, now that i'm saying it out loud, sounds suspiciously close to a personality flaw." tilting his head slightly, he pointed toward the bracelet she'd given him. "alright, your turn. what charm are you, sutton?"
" and that's exactly the kind of answer I would expect from somebody who spends all their time helpin' everybody else figure out their lives, " she teases, though an answer that provides her with a sense of insight into who he was. she smiles as she glanced down at the bracelet wrapped around her wrist, thumb brushing over the tiny charms hanging from it. " and for the record, I don't think that's a flaw ... maybe a little frustratin' for the people who care about you when you forget to point it back at yourself ... but no, definitely not a flaw. " though, her nose scrunches slightly, as the question is turned back on her, " hmm ... I think I would make for a good pearl. and no, not because they're fancy or anythin', before you say it, " a manicured digit pointing at him to give a playful warning, as a grin tugs at her lips soon after, " but because they take time to become somethin' worth holdin' onto ... plus my mama's been puttin' pearls on me since I could speak. feels like it would be wrong to pick anythin' else. "
this wasn't what he'd expected from day one, not even close. a small smile appeared as he fastened it around his wrist. "thank you. my grandma used to believe in things like this. lucky charms, traditions, small things that reminded you where you came from. you somehow managed to make a villa full of strangers feel a little less strange." a faint laugh escaped him. "probably the nicest thing anybody's done since we got here. if i end up finding my match, we're all agreeing this bracelet gets at least partial credit."
" well, my mama always taught me never to show up somewhere empty handed, and this was about the easiest way to make sure I didn't ... besides, she runs her own little jewelry boutique back home, " a soft laugh slipping past her lips as she thought back to her mother's excitement the moment she told her she was coming on the show. truth be told, brooks had always made it sound like some reality television train wreck, all this drama and bad decision making, yet somehow he had walked away married. and, if she was being honest, she couldn't have been prouder of him for it ... the thought alone brought a smile to her lips as she settled a little more comfortably, tucking her feet beneath her frame while her attention remained on him. " well, don't you worry, i'm holdin' you to it when the time comes and you end up with your match, " a playful wink accompanying her words before curious cerulean hues linger on his wrist for a moment. " but tell me somethin' ... if you were a charm, what would you be ? "
"you didn't have to do that, sutton, but i appreciate it." king said, smiling warmly. "gotta tell you, though, the last time i wore a tiny charm bracelet like this was when i was a kid and my older sister decided it was a good idea to dress me up how she would if she got a little sister instead of a little brother." he chuckled. however, the man was very comfortable with this, and didn't really care that these bracelets were considered 'girly'. "you're like this house's own good luck charm." king added, squeezing her hand out of gratitude before nodding. "can you believe they won without ever bringing a couple to the honeymoon suite? and yes, i watched it and the season before it too. i'd say it's my sister's guilty pleasure but it's also as much mine as it is hers."
" look my mama always taught me never to show up anywhere empty handed, " a grin tugging at glossed lips, " besides, it was either these or homemade cookies, and let's just say only one of them made it through airport security. " she recalls just how eager airport security was about throwing the tubberware away ... still, a laugh escapes her at the image he painted of his childhood. " honestly, I probably would have died seeing you in a princess dress, king ... but also sounds like somethin' my brothers would have gotten a kick out of if given the chance. though I spent most of my childhood runnin' around in hand me down overalls and cowboy boots that were way too big thanks to brooks, so I don't know that I got off much easier. " still, the compliment caught her off guard, a faint blush warming her cheeks. " now hold on, darlin', a good luck charm ? I think i'd look pretty cute as one, if we're bein' honest. " teasing words accompanied by a soft nudge of his shoulder before her expression softened at the mention of last season. " don't even remind me. I was rootin' for my brother and bella the whole time back home, but people seemed a whole lot more interested in playin' games than actually findin' their match until the end, " a dramatic groan following, though amusement lingered in her voice, " i'm just hopin' this season gives us a few honeymoon suite couples. preferably me included, because I refuse to walk away with all the emotional damage and none of the romance. "
" ohhh come on now, I know we're in barcelona and all, but a little southern hospitality never hurt anybody, " a soft laugh slipping past her lips as she rummaged through the contents of her suitcase, pulling out a handful of delicate charm bracelets. " got these made for everyone before we left. nothin' too fancy, just a little somethin' to kick start our journey, " slender wrist extending to show off the bracelet she had been wearing, as charms softly clinked together with evert movement. " i've had mine since I was a child. I figured it couldn't hurt to carry a little extra luck around with me, " a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, as she hands one of the bracelets over to them, " consider this me passin' along some good vibes. lord knows we're gonna need all the help we can get if we're gonna do better at findin' our matches than the folks before us. "
solely based on first looks, who would you say is your type?
" i'm gonna go with candace and libby, " he smirks, rubbing stubby chin, " but honestly all the women here are beautiful. "
solely based on first looks, who would you say is your type?
" sugar honey ice tea ! ... we have twins this season ? " exclaiming loudly with bottom lip being captured between pearly whites after, " uhmmm can I say the sterling twins and cammie. "
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something in remy’s expression faltered completely . because there it was. the wound underneath all of it. not anger. not jealousy . hurt . real hurt. and god , he deserved every ounce of it. the male dragged a hand over his jaw slowly , eyes shutting for half a second like he physically felt the weight of her words settling onto him . when he looked back at her again , there was nothing polished left in him now . no easy answer that he could muster with bravado . " you're right . " the words came fast after that , almost before he could stop them . " i did vanish . " his voice roughened . " and i know how bad that looks , sienna , but it wasn’t because you suddenly stopped mattering . " he stepped a little closer to the pool then, not enough to crowd her , just enough that she’d know he wasn’t trying to run from the conversation anymore either . " it got messy in my head . " a humourless laugh escaped him . " one minute this place felt like a game i knew how to play , and the next… " his throat tightened briefly . " the next i was waking up thinking about somebody before my eyes were even open and i didn’t know what the hell to do with that . " his gaze dropped toward the water for a second before finding her again . " but you didn’t deserve to get lost in the middle of me figuring that out . " that part mattered to him, maybe more than she realised , because remy could live with people thinking he was an arsehole . he’d spent half his life leaning into that role whenever it was convenient . but the idea that he’d made someone feel disposable ? temporary ? that sat heavy somewhere in his chest . " for what it's worth , none of those conversations or moments with you were fake to me . that’s what makes this worse . " the honesty of it landed heavy between them . because if he lied now, maybe it’d hurt less . maybe she could hate him easier . but she deserved the truth . " you felt important to me , " he admitted plainly . " and you still are . " his words paused as his gaze wondered now , green eyes finding sydney in the group without really having to try . " i just… met somebody that made the room go quiet in my head for the first time in my life . ”
for a moment, she says nothing because the honesty of it settles heavily between them. because somehow hearing him admit it outright hurt less than all the guessing had. cerulean hues fixed on him as he speaks, watching the way the walls had finally come down around somebody who spent most of his time pretending nothing could touch him. and maybe that was why she couldn't bring herself to hate him completely. because she understood it more than she wanted to. a slow exhale leaves her before she finally looks back toward the water again, lips pressed together faintly. " I think that's the part I understand now, " voice low. " because I don't think you were trying to make me feel disposable. " fingers skim across the surface of the pool, watching the ripples distort beneath them. " I just think we both got caught somewhere in between feelings and this place. " and this place complicated everything ... but at same time she felt as though she was fueled by it just the same. every connection moved too fast, every emotion felt magnified and the constant pressure of finding the right person before the entire house imploded. a small laugh escapes her then, as she leans back. her gaze following his to sydney in the distance, as if that didn't hurt either ... but she was fine with it. " and for what it's worth, I met somebody that made things feel rather amazing. " feet almost curling with excitement, though maybe if she would have met leo first ... she wouldn't have been caught in all this. still, it was an experience that she could only live through. it was enough to remind her that she didn't have to keep chasing clarity from someone who couldn't give it to her. her gaze finally lifts back toward him, " but i'm still here to play the game too, remy. i'm not gonna blow everything up just because feelings got involved. " there's no bitterness behind it now, just honesty ... acceptance. " I cared about you, but maybe it was just me needing to cling to something while I was in this house ... but I think I finally stopped looking at this like I lost you. besides, you look happy with her. "
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remy found her by accident . or at least that’s what he’d tell anybody who asked . truthfully, he’d been avoiding this exact moment for days now , ducking out of rooms when sienna walked in, throwing himself into noise and distractions and sydney’s orbit so he didn’t have to deal with the wreckage of whatever this was supposed to be now . cecause the worst part wasn’t that he’d hurt her . it was that she’d mattered enough for him to know exactly how badly . the villa was quieter tonight, most people downstairs drinking away another brutal matchup ceremony , but remy couldn’t stomach the sound of everyone pretending things weren’t falling apart around them . he’d escaped outside for air , only to stop short when he spotted her sitting alone near the edge of the pool , legs dangling over the water . for a second, he genuinely considered turning around . coward . but maybe not . " guess the universe finally got tired of us avoiding each other , huh ? " he said quietly as he stepped closer , voice rougher than usual . there was no easy grin tonight . no charm to hide behind . just exhaustion . regret . remy shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie , lingering a few feet away from her like he wasn’t sure he still had the right to get any closer . " i know an apology probably feels useless at this point . " he admitted after a beat , eyes fixed somewhere past her instead of directly at her face . " but I am sorry , sienna. " the night air sat heavy between them . " i never meant to make you feel like ... almost . "
the apology hits harder than she expected it too. not because she didn't imagined this conversation a hundred different ways already, but none of those versions included remy standing there looking tired enough to break her heart all over again. cerulean hues remain fixed on the darkened water below, jaw tightening faintly as she lets his words settle into all the places she had been trying not to feel them. " almost, " she repeats softly, though there's no real bite behind it . just exhaustion . fingers skim along the surface of the pool, watching the ripples before finally glancing back at him. " you know what the worst part is ? " a humorless laugh falls from glossed lips, " I think I would have handled you not choosing me better than all the in between stuff. " because that was the part that hurt. the lingering touches . the late night conversations . the way he made her feel seen until suddenly she wasn't anymore. her throat tightens slightly before she exhales deeply. " you don't get to act like somebody means everything to you one minute and then disappear the next, remy. that's the part that confused me. " voice low, more vulnerable than she intended . knees pulling slightly closer to her chest as she looks away again, " but, if you're feeling guilty ? don't worry I forgive you ... after all it's just a show, right ? "
heavy gaze continues to linger on her . over her features , a fleeting glance down at slender frame . as the smirk that sits comfortably , yet subtly , on his lips threatens to grow as she edges closer . " i don't think you need me to tell you ... " he speaks with confidence , finding himself inching towards the femme until lips find her ear and tone drops to barely a whisper for words that are meant only for her , " — i think you already know you're mine , sienna . "
" yours ? " she echoes softly, like she's testing the word on her tongue, " that's a pretty dangerous thing to say with that much confidence. " . head tilting just enough, as the corner of glossed lips curl upward. a quiet pause follows, playful and almost deliberate as she looks at him through lowered lashes. " and you really think i'm not gonna make you work for it ? " voice low and teasing. " besides … " her gaze drifts briefly toward the living area where the rest of the house seemed to find comfort in. " it's not like you only have me to play with in here, " she continues, eyes flicking back to his with that same challenge lingering beneath her tone, " could be any one of those other girls walking around that ends up being your perfect match, freddie. "
"Why are you trying to break me, woman?" he groans. It feels like his hip socket is about to pop out of his body any second. "How often do you do this?" Her movements were like water, just flowing and undisrupted by the world around her. Unbothered. Remaining true to itself and not bending for anyone or anything. Doing his best to follow suit, far less graceful, Sal wasn't one to say no to a challenge and a new opportunity.
"Very well could be. From what I've learned from him, it seems like the type of guy who will just let you be you." Sienna was not the type to be subdued or tamed; she was her best self when she was wild and free. They would complement one another. Any of the other guys, she'd probably eat them alive. "Wyatt's cool. We had a great date, and I could see the possibility. If that's the case, I gotta show a bit more effort. Not trying to smother you ladies, has been my approach."
" you think ? " she tries to follow the same thought process as him, though a soft laugh slips from glossed lips soon after, " honestly, I don't really know what goes on in that head of his. " and maybe that was part of the appeal. unpredictable recognized unpredictable, after all. stretching her limbs over her head, cerulean hues linger on sal for a moment before she eases back into the next pose. " you shouldn’t be worried about smothering us, " amusement woven easily into her tone, " as long as it's not the clingy kind. " a playful smile tugs at her lips as she glances back over her shoulder at him, " besides, I think all the girls here would want to get to know sal ... especially me. "
"it's remy?" leo asked before letting out a loud laugh. "the guy who's out here so desperate for love he's jumping from one girl to another, looking like he's on his knees to get into a relationship, any relationship?" he asked before leaning back. it was very early in the game for him, he understood that, but he figured he knew sienna better by now, especially with the similarities he has seemed to pick up on already. while the two bicker, leo understood her well, why she would say certain things or do certain things, which is why he just can't picture her with a guy like remy, and the fact that they're talking about feelings for him in the short span of time leo had been talking about was ridiculously comical. "you guys aren't a match. i'll bet everything on that." leo said, the smirk on her lips doing something to him.
he found himself standing up and moving closer towards her, eyes on her smaller frame and the curves he had his hands all over when he dared her to give him a lap dance in the boom boom room during lingerie night, a night he won't ever forget. "because you, sienna, are looking for something else." he murmured, his voice turning into a dangerous low, a hint, a promise of something else tainting his tone. "no, you..." leo said, showing her a smirk of his own as a hand cupped her face, gentle almost, to make her look at him, before it moved to the back of her head where he wrapped her hair around said hand and pulled. controlled. teasing. not painful but done with a promise. "you need to let me know what you want before i put you over my shoulder and go back to the room to finish what we started that night." leo breathed out, not looking rattled or frazzled. just patiently waiting.
" and how are you so sure ? " a soft laugh slips from her lips, " hence the word cocky really fits you, sir. " mischief dances across her features as she takes bite of her toast, though the moment he closes the distance between them, it catches her off guard in the worst possible way. warmth radiates from him, near enough to make her flustered, but she's far too proud to fold beneath it. not yet, anyway. his words settle against the curve of her ear, breath gliding over her skin as smooth as silk, and dangerous in a way she refuses to acknowledge out loud. he towers over her so effortlessly, like he could unravel every guarded part of her without even trying, and maybe that's what makes it impossible to pull away. there's something magnetic about him, something reckless ... that she wanted to explore with him. the way his hand cups her chin and pulls her gaze back to his nearly undoes her. fuck. she was playing with fire, and he looked more than willing to let her burn. pearly whites catch her bottom lip as cerulean hues stay fixed on him, trapped there without him ever truly holding her hostage. the soft sound that leaves her is involuntary, breath hitching the second his grip finds her hair. surprise flickers across her features, fingers curling slowly into the edge of his t-shirt before tugging him closer with a sharpness that almost betrays her composure. " and you think you can satisfy what I want ? " voice low, playful in the way she sizes him up before slipping her chin from his grasp. she turns from him, but not fully, glancing back over her shoulder like a challenge she fully expects him to win. in a house full of people pretending, he had become the only thing that ever felt real to her, and that alone made him dangerous.
she could sense it immediately . the sudden shift in demeanor , the change in his tone as her name falls from his lips in a way she's never heard him utter it before . sculpted brows furrow as hues remain locked with his , first out of confusion . equally unsure where this was going , and dreading where it might end . but the admittance comes with an unwelcome flush of heat that reaches her cheeks , an uncomfortable feeling that felt like several emotions in one . hurt , embarrassment . some that bronte didn't even feel entitled to be experiencing . only moments ago the brunette was insisting that he had to do what was necessary for him , allowing him to explore even if it left a bitter taste in her mouth . but hearing it , knowing something was happening that she'd been oblivious to , was a harder pill to swallow . it's almost instinctive , the way her frame pulls back to create a space between them though she allows his hands to remain on her waist , gaze scanning his features as expression on her own delicate features faltered . " right ... " a beat , as if to process , to think before she speaks . " so what are you telling me , brooks ? that this ... you and bella , this is a thing ? " composure is held , though little warmth is left in her tone , " — because just a minute ago you were telling me that being here with me ' felt right ' . "
he feels the shift the second she pulls back, even though she is not fully out of his grasp. his hands remain at her waist, though the grip softens, thumbs brushing lightly against her sides like he's debating whether he still has the right to touch her at all. a quiet exhale leaves him as his gaze drops briefly to the space between them. " I know what I said, " voice lower now, stripped of most of the teasing that usually comes so easily between them, " and I meant it, bronte. " his jaw tightening slightly, frustration flickering there ... though not at her, but at the situation, at himself, " that's what's making this so messed up ... I just didn't wanna start pretendin' with you. " he lets out a humorless laugh under his breath, head shaking once. " I didn't plan for bella to become … important to me, " like even saying it aloud feels dangerous, " it wasn't supposed to turn into something like this. " hues searching her own, trying to read how much damage he's already done. " and yes being here with you does feels right, " voice low, confirming his words were true, " but, also I didn't want you to feel like I was like either ... I wanted to be upfront about this ... us. " a pause following, " but that's the part I haven't been able to figure out. " his jaw clenches, before his hands finally fall from her waist completely. he wanted to give her the space she had started asking for without saying outright. " I'm not trying to play games with you, " hues remaining steady on her now, " I just didn't want to pretend there wasn't something happening between bella and I, and be lying to you at the same time. "
