Geek Without His Beauty

Two

Randy

Stu, Billy, and I sat outside by the pool at Billy and yn's house. He had called us after she left saying we needed to talk. "So what's this about? Is yn alright? Is she hurt? Did something happen?" I couldn't help but be a little frantic. She hasn't talked to me since that day in the hospital at Windsor. That was two years ago. Sidney was just now starting to talk to Billy, willing to try and give him a chance. Tatum had forgiven Stu and they were working on their relationship. But yn and I haven't said a word to each other or I should say she hasn't said a word to me. I've tried to talk to her but I got ignored every time.

"Calm down, she's fine. Well, she's beyond pissed now because we got into an argument," Billy said. "About what?" Stu asked. Billy sighed and threw his head back, closing his eyes. "I tried to talk to her about talking to you." He looked back at me. "It got out of hand. I said something that pissed her off enough that she went off on me. She called me a bitch ass mama's boy…" Stu burst out laughing and Billy shot him a glare. "That's it?" Stu asked, still laughing. "No. I told her how she's daddy's perfect little angel and doesn't know who she really is. And when she asked what that was supposed to mean…"

"What the fuck did you say?" I asked. He grimaced at just the thought of it. "I called her a slut. Then I brought up Jason and what he did to her and said that's why he did it. I was pissed about what she said and it just came out. I didn't mean any of it and I don't think that but I said it. The look on her face. I fucked up really bad." Stu and I looked at him in disbelief. "Are you fucking joking? How the fuck am I supposed to get to trust me and talk to me again?!" I stood up and started to pace back and forth. What the fuck was I going to do now?

YN

Billy really pissed me off this morning. What he said hurt. It hurt a lot. "You okay, sweetheart?" I looked up from the document I was looking at. My dad stood in front of my desk. "Hmm? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just got into a fight with you son," I said. He lifted his eyebrow. "My son. You mean your brother. What happened between you two? And where has that boyfriend of yours been?" He asked. I looked down, "Randy and I broke up two years ago, dad. Just didn't work out between us. And your son is just an asshole." he let out a long sigh before walking into his office. "Go home early. Take a few days off. You've been working a lot lately."

I rolled my eyes and went back to organizing the files I had in front of me. I don't know how long it was but eventually dad walked out of the office. He had to be in court soon I was guessing if he was out of his office. "You're still here? Didn't I tell you to go home?" I looked up at him, "I'm fine." He pulled the file out of my hand and put it on the desk. "Go home. Now." I sighed, standing up and grabbing my stuff to walk out with him. "What about–" he pushed me forward, "Carol will take care of it." We got in the elevator and he hit the button for the car garage. "Go home and talk to your brother. I'm sick of this game you two are playing. You're both in your twenties fucking act like it. Go back to school and get a degree and become a lawyer."

I scoffed, "I don't want to be a lawyer for one. Two, I don't want to go back to school. And three, I think you're confused because I don't have a brother." The elevator doors opened and I walked out into the garage. I headed for my car when dad's hand wrapped around my arm. "I mean, yn, you two need to stop being so fucking childish!" He raised his voice. I yanked my arm out of his grip and looked at him.

"You know none of this would have happened if you would have just kept your dick in your pants, dad. Mom would still be living with us and Billy wouldn't be such a moody little bitch. But no, you had to go and fuck his girlfriends mother. Congratulations, father of the century!" With that I walked away leaving him there with a dumbfounded expression on his face. I didn't mean to say that out loud but I was already in a bad mood and I didn't need his shit on top of it. He's been telling me to go back to school for the past year. Talking about how great of a lawyer I would be. And that one day I could take over his firm. I didn't want any of that. I didn't want to be like him. I was only working at his firm because it was easy money.

I was relieved when I got home to see Billy's car was gone. I did not want to deal with him right now. What I failed to realize was that his car could have been around back. So when I walked in through the kitchen door, my heels clicked on the hardwood floor. I walked straight to the table and set my bags down, took my blazer off and hung it on the back of the chair. I took a deep breath, leaning on the back of the chair. Everything was starting to push to the surface and I could feel the tears building. I stood straight and wiped the tear that had fallen, shaking my head to clear it.

My cell phone started to ring so I grabbed my purse and pulled it out. "Hello?" There was nothing but what sounded like breathing. "Look, asshole, I can hear you breathing and I am not in the fucking mood." I haven't had any prank calls since I changed my number after Stab 2 came out. But of course someone got a hold of it now that there was a third movie being made. "Yn, hello? Are you there?" My blood ran cold when a voice I haven't heard in four years came from the other side.

A/N: This is all you are getting for now...