Chapter 35: Turning Point

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I've been working every day for about a month. Rehearsals are killing me. Tonight Zane planned to have everyone over to hang out. It's been super stormy all day and I'm glad because now the seasons are starting to transition. The fall is always my favorite. I think I've just been working myself to death because I've felt sick for two weeks now. Nausea, and aching joints. Nothing asprin can't fix.

12:34 am

Zane and I were dancing together. He twirled me around and David tried to get some footage. "So Bryn when am I going to be able to blindfold you and put something on you?" he asked turning the camera on me. "Theres a reason I like Liza more than you," I smiled. Liza hugged my waist, and David laughed, catching it all on camera. Scotty whispered something to Kristen and they went upstairs together. "I'll be right back," she said to me, following Scott upstairs.

I picked at the various food platters that were set out on the counter. I'm really living my best life.

After a few minutes of not seeing Scotty or Kristen, Kristen appeared in front of the stairs. "Bryn can we talk real quick?" Kristen pulled me aside from the group of me Zane, Heath, David, and Liza eating dinner and listening to music in the kitchen. The music drowned out the sound of the storm. Zane bought a bunch of alcohol because tomorrow was my only day off so he was going a little crazy with it. I skipped out on drinking tonight because I was feeling dizzy all morning.

"Yeah, of course," I said following her up the stairs. I heard David downstairs saying how they need to head home soon because of the storm.

Kristen and I got into her and Scott's room and she closed the door. Scott sat at his desk, and gave me a weird look. Kristen's laptop was open on the bed. "Have you seen Zane's video?" she asked, concerned. I furrowed my eyebrows. "I haven't had a chance to watch it- Whats up?" I asked.

She gestured to her bed and I sat down in front of the laptop. "You're scaring me Kristen," I said. Her expression was blank. She went to the time stamp of the clip she wanted to show me.

The clip started out, in our kitchen, with David and Alex making a dumb comment about how Corinna has diseases.  I must've been at work, because Corinna never comes around me for some reason. Then the camera pans to Zane on top of her, full on making out with Corinna on the counter, and David and Alex laughing hysterically in the background.

I shook my head at the laptop. I was speechless. I felt Kristen's hand on my back. "I didn't want you to have to find out on your own," she said. I stared at the screen while the video played, but I didn't watch the video. Thoughts ran through my head. I never hated Corinna, I never even got a chance to talk to her. How long has this been going on? I rubbed my temples and violently slammed the laptop shut.

"Did you guys know about this?" I asked the two. "I know as much as you," she said. Scotty shook his head. "I never really hang out with Corinna ever since we moved from the Denny house," Scott said. "This has to be a fucking joke," I remarked, feeling my heart start beating out of my chest. I'm overreacting right? I shouldn't be mad about this because it was skit..... Right?

"Go talk to him," Kristen said. I got up from her bed and left her bedroom. I turned the corner to go down the stairs and stood at the top of the stairs, and took a deep breath in.

I walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. "Zane," I said, walking up behind him. He drunkenly danced with his arms up to a song and turned around and looked at me. "Hey baby," he said in his drunk nature. He was a few drinks away from blacking out. "Hey Bryn, we're leaving!" Liza announced.

Once we said our goodbyes, Heath walked the two out and I grabbed Zane's hand. "We need to talk," I said, basically dragging him up the stairs. Once we got into our bedroom, I closed the door softly behind me, and looked at him. "What baby," he smiled softly. "Your video," I said, trying not to get upset.

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