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x--remi:

               “Did I say that? Did those exact words come out of my mouth, Scott?” fighting over nothing was the basis of their relationship, even now when the two couldn’t have been more further apart despite standing mere inches from one another. Remi would always take her anger out on him knowing full well in a few hours she would be back in his arms as if nothing had happened; it was hard to shake old habits no matter how long it had been. “I don’t know, okay? But if I stand here I’m going to kill someone and I’m in no mood to get blood on this dress –” she didn’t expect him to follow when she turned on her heel and headed toward anywhere that had a door. He was right, they couldn’t get out; mice running around waiting for the traps while Cait was suffering - or worse. “Move” she yelled before shoving someone out of her way.

They hadn’t, but she might as well have said it. “--- I’m not fucking doing this.” He stated through grit teeth, shaking his head out of annoyance more than anything. Of course they’d end up here, this was where they always ended up. One way or another. It was never a spark, it was a full blown forest fire, but despite it all he’d never think to try and put it out for good; couldn’t smother the smouldering ashes to stop them bursting to flame again. “Remi fucking..--- stop.” His hand wrapped around her arm and pulled her back as gently as he could even while she shoved another out of her way. Hurricane Remi, it had never been more fitting. “You’ve gotta’ fucking stop.”

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x--remi:

               The lights came on and within seconds her eyes fixed on him; without even uttering a word her legs slowly moved her toward him where she felt as if she could collapse in his arms; worry and something along the lines of heartbreak for her best friend was clearly written all over her features. She scanned him quickly, making sure he was okay - damn him for making her care - but her bright blue eyes fell back onto the screen where Cait had been only moments ago. Fear and worry turned into anger as fists began to curl while the rest of her body began to shake. “No” she spun around, Scott’s words finally reaching her ears among the chaos around them “I don’t remember because I was too busy trying to make you” in that moment she pushed him slightly despite none of this being his fault. Truth be told she didn’t want to be standing beside anyone else in this very moment. “Jealous – I’m not standing around waiting for the second part of this act, I’m going to find her”

It took him a little off guard, Remi turning back to him with a rough shove to his chest, almost immediately his hands raised in a silent surrender despite the incredulous look he cast down at her. “Oh so it’s my fault you have no idea where she is?” It was likely a question they both could have done without voicing, especially at a time like this. It was unbelievable how riled up she could make him in no more than a few simple words. She was trying to make him jealous? As if she hadn’t already held the entirety of his attention anyway. “And how are you planning to do that? Nobody can get out.”

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bcnniex:

               “If there is, he did a good job at hiding it,” she muttered as she heard her brothers voice, her eyes now bloodshot and irritated and her mascara a mess underneath her eyes. Pressing her lips together, Bonnie had no idea what to do in that situation, if she did nothing, then who knew what was going to happen – would Caitlyn die? But if she stood up and screamed out her own secret, it would cause the whole town to hate her and have her locked up until she was close to dying from her own dirty secret. 

A sigh of mild relief drained his lungs and he pulled his youngest sister under his arm, tucking her into his chest to place a haphazard kiss on the top of her head. “He had to leave something behind.” Didn’t he? Whoever did this couldn’t have been that meticulous? He might be wrong, but he didn’t want to think about it. “Are you alright? Have you seen Lo anywhere?”

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vincepetrcv:

“Toontown’s got a sick fuck walkin’ about, obviously.” If the endless stream of murders and ominous messages weren’t enough, this certainly put a big ole sign up on Blackwater Bay: Psychopaths Welcome. Everyone in this place held secrets they attempted to bury six feet under, one could only hope that the rest weren’t as bad as the ones hidden by Vince Petrov. “Like what? A fuckin’ map with coordinates of where to find ‘em?”

“That’s old news.” Blackwater was already riddled in murder and death, the idea that something else might be fueling the tragic air that seemed to cling to the town itself and everyone in it wasn’t exactly all that farfetched -- what bothered him was that of all those that might have deserved it... perhaps the man before him even more so than the girl on the video, it would never be how tragedy worked. “Yes, dickhead. A fucking map. ---- The video came from somewhere, unless you’re about to set up and open the door to all those skeletons of yours.” He paused and almost glared at Vince, an out of character thing perhaps, but necessary nonetheless.

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tctumx:

              Shutting up instantly, Tatum sat back down at the table before doing as she was told, taking a sip of her practically empty drink and kept her eyes down. Being a bitch was her specialty, especially in situations like what was going on at hand, her eyes wanting to look anywhere but at the screen the moment that the life of Caitlyn was on the line, almost remembering her own close encounters with death at the hands of her husband back in Chicago, remembering her own blood as it pooled out of her head and the threats that were thrown in her direction or in anyones direction at that point to prove that no one gave a shit about Tatum in the end. “They’ll find her,” she said quietly before standing up and moving her way past Scott, hoping to ease her memories and anxiety elsewhere. To hell with spilling her own secrets and risk being caught.

It wasn’t guilt, he didn’t feel that at all for snapping at her, being insensitive only moments after Caitlyn was shown to them, bound and kidnapped wasn’t acceptable, he didn’t care who it was; but it was Tatum, and that face alone brought the palm of his hand down across his face before he reached out for her, “Tay.--- wait.” Tensions were high, and it’d only taken a few passing moments to get to that point, a scary thought in retrospect. “I know they will..” They had to, Caitlyn was..--- Caitlyn, and no version of Blackwater Bay would ever be the same without her; everyone knew that. “Look, just, stick with me, please?” He’d rather not have to search for her again later just to ease his mind.

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Robbie Amell + his adorable laugh on Hollywood Today Live. [august 2016]

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“Secrets? What kind of bullshit is this?” It didn’t make sense, none of it did. Not the messages, not the stupid video and not this. What kind of secret warranted the kidnapping of a completely innocent girl? It was sick -- and it turned his stomach something fierce. Of course, he had his own secrets, but he didn’t think for a second that this had anything to do with it; how could it? His secret was buried beneath lawyers and pay offs. “--- Where’s the projector? There’s gotta’ be something hooked up to that, right?”

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It didn’t take long -- it never did. He could pick her in a crowd of thousands. and as the lights came on she seemed even more noticeable, then again that may have simply been because he knew where she was since she’d walked in; without her best friend. “Remi..” He asked, hesitantly reaching out to grab her shoulder. “--- Hey.. come on.. look at me.” He could shake her, he wanted to, but instead he opted to simply duck and garner her attention as she gazed off towards the now blank screen. “Remi ..-- Rem, where did you see Cait last? Do you remember?” @x--remi

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tctumx:

               “Calm —– your shit, I’m perfectly fine other than the fact that some idiot dropped my drink during the video. Literally, I’m fine and Logan is over there with some dude while Bonnie clinging onto Tate somewhere. Everyone is alive in here, including me. Stop being such a little bitch,” she muttered, annoyance clear on her face as her arms crossed over her stomach. “You gonna cry now too?” // @scxtthastings

“What the hell is your problem, Tay?” He snapped, in much the same tone as she did, his annoyance however didn’t lie on the shoulders of others --- only her. He wasn’t worried for anyone inside; as it was more than obvious that whoever was messing with them --- whoever had sent that text message the week before hand wasn’t here. “The attention isn’t all on you for a change? Quit being a cow, find a drink and shut up if you’re gonna act like a raging cunt.” He wasn’t being a dick -- well he was, but he’d never really curbed his attitude around the blonde, he’d never needed to. 

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x--remi:

               “Fine; these boots weren’t made for walking anyway” without another word the blonde headed for his car where she slid into the passenger seat and proceeded to stare out her window. It wasn’t that she didn’t wan to be alone with him that pulled her in the direction of walking home, it was the smell of his car that brought back memories of late night make out sessions before Remi would run inside and tell her sister all about it. She wouldn’t even dare look int he back seat and be reminded of those nights; no - Remi’s eyes stared into the darkness as the engine roared around their silence and the wheels began to move them forward. So much time spent apart yet every time he was near she had to force her hands to stay still in fear they would automatically caress his face how they used to. Old habits die hard, yet this habit Remi couldn’t shake. Her thoughts clouded her mind and a soft sigh loosed in her throat before she finally tuned to look at him. “My mood isn’t sour” and just like that, they were back in school driving home from a football game, Remi pissy at something and trying to start an argument. “Tell me what you were doing tonight” she asked rather curiously, fingers now tapping lightly on her knee.

Now this, he was used to. It felt more normal, something he could think back on and remember exactly how many times they’d done the same thing; he’d opted to leave whatever party they were at to take her home; to make sure she got home safe, and she’d sit in the passenger seat of his car and waves of annoyance would emanate from her as if he’d done something wrong. The idea that it was happening all over again brought a semblance of a smile to his lips; nostalgia was a fucking bitch. “Alright, if you say so.” He said, shaking his head with a short laugh at the fact that..-- she definitely was. Her question cause his brow to shoot up momentarily before his face became completely stoic. It was still like walking on eggshells, even more so now than it ever had been; but he couldn’t really think of anyone he’d rather play this game with. “What do you mean, what I was doing? We were at a bar, Remi..-- I was at a bar, having a few drinks.” Though of course, underlying that obvious statement was the intention he’d had in taking the bartender home; or the red head that had been stealing glances his way all night. “What were you doing there?”

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x–remi:

                       She couldn’t tell him now that she had lied and wanted nothing more for them to go back to how things used to be. Their lives has moved down different paths, they were different people now; this wasn’t high school– but that still didn’t make it any easier to see him every so often. To catch a glimpse of that smile that used to be the last thing she would see before falling asleep in his arms .. he had gotten over her, why couldn’t she just do the bloody same? “No it doesn’t matter” arms wrapping around her small frame as a slight breeze brushed past them both, her eyes finding his every few seconds before looking away. They hadn’t been … them, in such a long time yet looking at him now she could recall some of their best moments like it happened a few hours ago. Was it true what they say? You never forget your first love .. even if you so desperately wanted to. “That’s not like you to back down so quickly, Scotty” when she was being a bitch, he used to call her on it. He was the only guy never afraid to hurt her feelings, call her on her bullshit; but again, they were different now. “Could you really stand twenty minutes of car silence”

No matter how much he knew her, how well he knew every motive for the things Remi Kinkade did, this was only proof that there would be some things that would never make sense. Maybe time had broken more than just their relationship, maybe she’d become someone different and he’d never noticed it in the weeks he’d come back to town. Something was different, and he’d missed it, the idea of it alone caused something in his chest to shift as he shoved his hands into his pockets to save from reaching out and draping an arm over her shoulders. ‘It’s not exactly my place to ark up anymore.” He noted quietly, because for all he knew, her attitude towards him was a reflection of how he continued to treat her as he always had, and maybe that was too much for her now. “Twenty minutes of silence and making sure you got home sure as hell beats leaving you here in a sour fucking mood. Come on, it’s just a lift, Remi.”

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UNKNOWN NUMBER | TEXT

MASS TEXT: Did you really think you could keep it a secret forever? I've been watching and it's about time somebody revealed the truth. I hope you're ready because the game's just begun. - X

Scotty: Who is this?

Scotty: Is this the girl at the bar staring at me? Did I forget to call you?

Scotty: What secret?