Chapter 85

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Jake's video: WE MOVED INTO THE TRAPHOUSE!

Juliet's POV:

Jake started his video and Sam threw a tennis ball at him, giving him a nice red welt on the bottom right side of his back.

He stumbled and crouched on a stool at the tiki hut. "Welcome to the Trap House. Let's break in my new bed." He put on a wrestling mask. "Trap House rules!"

Jake jumped onto his new bed and broke it.

"Ooh!" Sam cried.

"Oh, fuck!" Jake cursed.

"Is that your new bed?" Corey asked.

"What am I gonna do?"

"Why would you do that?" Sam wondered.

I sighed. "Jake, come on. We're locked down. You can't be doing things like that."

"You're not my mom," Jake argued. "Besides; I'm older than you."

"And clearly I'm more mature."

"Most of the time."

"Shut up."

"Hey, you see this guy right here?" Corey asked, gesturing with his head to Colby who was trying to act cool. "You got a bully at school? He bein' mean to you? Hire Colby Brock today and he'll beat his ass. As a bonus, we'll throw in Juliet Griffin."

"Yeah, beat his ass," Sam said weirdly.

Colby drank his White Claw aggressively while I cracked my knuckles and looked menacingly at the camera.

Colby finished most of his drink and crinkled it partially on his head before tossing it onto the pool deck.

"Hey, why are you littering?" Jake questioned.

"That's illiterate," Corey added.

I frowned. "Bro, I think you got that wrong."

"Stop being such a grammar Nazi, Juliet."

"Yeah, Juliet," Jake said.

I rolled my eyes and huffed.

Jake softly shoved Colby.

In a slightly higher voice, Colby said, "You haven't seen the last of me." He ran into the tiki hut and jumped the counter before running off.

Corey started scootering around. "Yo let me waterfall the Claw."

Colby told Corey to open his mouth slightly aggressively and Corey did so.

Colby poured the drink into Corey's mouth, a little too much, and some spilled.

Corey gave my fiancé a hard time about spilling on his clothes.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" I jokingly cried. "Oh, wait. Do it in Fight Club. Which I know nothing about. First rule of Fight Club, don't talk about Fight Club!"

I got some laughs from the guys and smiled proudly.

Colby asked if Corey wanted to be paid back, and Corey wanted to be paid back in love.

Corey lightly shoved Colby and pretended to kiss Colby's shoulder.

Colby kissed Corey's leg, causing him to shy away in disgust.

"Boys will be boys," Jake said.

"Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams!" I sang. "Thank you! For once, I didn't start lyrics."

Jake turned to me. "Those weren't... You know what? I won't sadden your emo heart."

"Spoilers. It's already sad. Not from lack of love, though. Got that."

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