LWLU – …Breaks Loose
Thinking naught of her commando clothing situation, she raced back up the stairs to the source of the commotion, giving Michael an eyeful from behind her. Sara stopped short at the top of the stairs taking in the surreal scene unfolding in front of her eyes. If the look of guilt on Lincoln’s face wasn’t so genuine then she would think she was being Punk’d.
There was no doubt Jane was pissed off, but everyone’s various state of undress detracted from the severity of the moment. Even Jane, red-faced and foul-mouthed, looked like a caricature of herself in her flannel Mickey Mouse pajamas. The source of her anger was quickly discernable by only a quick look at the object of her fury wearing his red plaid boxers inside-out. Beside him was Veronica, wearing only the sheet from the bed as a toga of sorts. Paul, shirtless, was watching things unfold with a sleepy grin from his place leaning against his door. Nika, with her red satin shorts and matching lacy satin bra, had clamped her hand over mouth and was shaking with laughter.
“I can’t believe you brought me here to make a fool of me!”
“Jane, please calm down. It’s really not like that.”
“So, what happened? I was a no-go for the weekend so you thought you’d stumble down the hall to the next room and see what happened in that bed?”
“We didn’t plan this,” Roni said in a quiet voice, pulling the sheet a bit tighter around herself.
“Whatever. Don’t think I didn’t see the way you were making googly eyes at him all night.”
“I was drunk. That was all it was.”
Lincoln turned on her. “Is that all it was? It didn’t feel like it was just a drunk fuck to me.”
“You know what I mean. Nothing wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t been drinking.”
“Really?” His face was turning a special shade of purple. “That’s just great. I’m still in love with you and you need alcohol in your system to be with me. Just what I wanted to hear!”
“You still love me?”
“Are you deaf? I must have told you fifty times last night.”
Nika stopped laughing. “I can attest to that. The two of you were really loud. I think we all know how much he loves you after that.”
Veronica tried to bury her head in her hands, but realized just in time she couldn’t without her makeshift toga falling to her ankles. “Was it really that loud? We tried to be quiet.” Her eyes locked with Sara’s. “It wasn’t that bad, was it?”
“Sorry, girl.”
“Oh…God.” Jane looked like she was going to be sick. “That was the two of you? I thought it was the birthday girl in her negligee sneaking up here in the middle of the night.
Paul cleared his throat. “Sadly, no.
Veronica had turned her attention back to Lincoln. “So all that stuff you said last night wasn’t just drunk talk? You really meant it?”
“Every word. Every breath. Every touch.”
“Lincoln…” She went up on tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.
“Hello? Did y’all forget I’m standing right here? What is wrong with you people?”
Lincoln kissed Veronica’s forehead before turning back to Jane. “I’m sorry. If I had any idea this would happen then I never would have brought you here for the weekend. I wish things could be different. They aren’t.”
“Whatever. I might have expected this from the guy who slept with half the girls on my floor at the dorm before asking me out.”
Veronica smacked his shoulder. “You slept your way through her dorm?”
“It wasn’t that bad.” He scowled in thought. “But I’m not the one who abandoned Nika for the weekend to hook up with Law School Boy!”
“No, but you are the one who hooked up with Nika one weekend.”
Nika tapped Veronica on the shoulder. “It wasn’t a weekend, it was a Monday, if that matters.”
“Not now, WonderSlut.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I’ve slept with every guy here so it wasn’t just Linc.”
“Why would that ever make me feel better?”
“Um…” Nika shrugged. “I don’t know. But sleeping with them all made me feel a whole lot better at the time.”
Michael retrieved his coffee mug from the banister and took a thoughtful sip. “Not really helping Roni to feel better, sweetheart.”
“Are all you people kidding me with this? That slut slept with my boyfriend last night and y’all are concerned about her feelings?”
Veronica turned on Jane. “I am not a slut!”
“That’s true. I’m the slut around here,” Nika chimed in.
“Time and place, Nika. Time a place, “ Michael muttered.
Jane tuned them all out. “Well, you sure as shit aren’t some sort of virginal saint.”
“And you’re one to talk?” Roni’s eyes narrowed and she took a step toward the blonde. “You’re the one who went away for the weekend with a guy you’ve known what, five minutes?”
“No, I went away for the weekend with MY boyfriend. You’re the tramp who not only slept with someone’s else’s boyfriend, but also hooked up with some random guy over the weekend. I would never do something like that.”
Nika grinned like the Cheshire Cat. “Neither would Roni. She was passed out cold over at Nick’s when I got there and asked for the keys.”
Sara shook her head. “Then why was he naked?”
“I might have embellished a bit.” Her eyes went wide. “But it so totally worked, Sara! I got them back together and Paul didn’t have to sleep with her.”
“What!” Lincoln turned on Paul, eyes ablaze, fisted palms ready to beat him into pulp. “You were going to sleep with Veronica?”
Paul’s hands went up in defense. “No! That was the plan going on in Nika’s head. I only want to sleep with Sara.”
Sara felt Michael tense next to her. “Touching.”
Jane’s voice pulled Sara back to the moment before she could ponder the meaning of Michael’s tone. “I don’t know about any of that, but I do know I’m going to kick this tramp’s ass into next week.”
She flew at Veronica in a frenzy. Veronica met her with equal fury, grasping her by the ponytail and yanking her head back, drawing a yelp from the blonde. Lincoln tried to step between them, but both women pounded him with their fists while trying to get at each other.
“Uh-oh. We have a wardrobe malfunction situation in the making.” Nika jumped into the mix and helped Veronica keep her toga on while attempting to pull her back from the ever-advancing Jane.
“You want to jump in the mix, too, Sare Bear? This could get really hot.”
“You are such a pig, Scofield.”
“Maybe. At least I’m an honest pig. It’s not like your boyfriend isn’t thinking the same thing.”
Paul slid a disgusted look in his direction. “I stopped thinking like a horny 14-year-old kid at 14, Mikey.”
He shook his head and then hurried passed them to pull Jane away by strong arms circling her waist from behind. She continued to reach for Veronica, but struggling against Paul’s grip on her proved fruitless. Although her eyes still shot daggers at Veronica, she grew still.
“You can let go of me now. She’s not worth it.”
Paul no sooner released her and she lunged for Veronica. He grabbed her by the waistband of her pajama pants with lightning-fast reflexes and drug her back before she could do any damage. Glancing over Veronica he said, “Hey, Neek. Why don’t you help Cleopatra find some clothes that don’t make Mikey think he’s watching a bad porno flick?”
She chuckled. “Good idea. Come on, Miss Cleo.” She tugged on the sheet until she was able to pull Veronica to her door while humming porno music. She was about to close the door behind them when she stuck her head out. “That reminds me. If any of you boys still have the tapes then I’d better not see them show up on youtube. My agent would be seriously ticked off with me if they were accidentally released when she could have released them later at strategic career moments.”
Michael cleared his throat and repeated, “Time and place, Nika. Time and place.”
Nika winked and nodded in the vicinity of Lincoln and Paul. “That’s what he said.” And then the door was closed and only the faintest whisper of her commentary on Veronica’s bare ass could be heard in the hallway.
Jane went still and looked from Lincoln to Michael to Paul. After a second, she shook her head and met Sara’s bewildered gaze. “Who the hell are you people?”
Paul released her and pressed his hand to his forehead, possibly trying to turn back time. Lincoln’s eyes were closed and his head was shaking from side to side. Michael took another sip of his coffee, seemingly un-phased by the news his girlfriend would be okay with releasing sex tapes she’d made with each of them.
When Jane didn’t get an answer, she stomped over to her bedroom door. “Someone call me a cab because there’s no way I’m staying in this freak show for two more days.”
Michael took a calm sip of his coffee. “Snow has the roads closed, Jane. No one’s getting out of here this weekend.” He glanced over at Sara. “Looks like we’re all in for an interesting few days.”
More than anything, Sara hoped not.
