#abxndxned

[xchameleongirl-blog]

"You feel like talking today, or are you still avoiding me?"

@abxndxned

“I’m not avoiding you.” She lied. She was a good -no, a GREAT liar. It was natural for her. She sighed. Chloe was her friend and she cared about her a lot. But she was clingy. She was desperate and lonely. Chloe had nobody in her life and she was lonely. Rachel was surrounded by people and was lonely. Maybe Rachel sometimes saw how similar they could be. Maybe that’s why it was easier to just leave Chloe sometimes. Even if it hurt the other girl. Rachel was selfish. Did it make her feel good to know Chloe would never ditch her, no matter how shitty she treated her? “I’m just… I’m busy.”

[cl0nes-dr0nes-salt-blog]

"How do you plan to get away with this? "

Brooke shrugged, looking at the tiny little drive full of incriminating images and videos. It was one of three 16-gig flash drives that was full of them. She turned back to Chloe, having contemplated it for a moment. “You ever heard of mutually assured destruction?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “When the Cold War threatened to get hot, and the US and Soviet Union had nukes pointed at each other, some brilliant asshole coined the term to explain why no one was launching them. No one hates someone so much that they’re willing to go down along with them.” Brooke smiled. “I have five different contingencies, each keyed to a different trigger, and all encrypted to hell. If any one of my clients rats me out, this entire town’s dirty laundry hits the airwaves within forty-eight hours.”

Brooke shrugged again, brushing some stray hairs out of her face, watching the tall punk confronting her carefully. “Bit by bit. Incrementally. No Snowden info dump that’s impossible to sift through. No way to stop it. Just a torrent of incriminating information, with an undercurrent of this place’s corruption.” Brooke made a sweeping gesture towards her window, before prodding Chloe’s shoulder. “And the rat will only have themselves to blame.”

[lifexflashes-blog]

“You know we’re gonna be legends.”

“Well of course we are Chloe! You’re my partner in time! Or my pirate in time!”

[cl0nes-dr0nes-salt-blog]

“ did you seriously think this would be okay? ”

“It’s blackmail. Of course it’s not okay.” Brooke shrugged. “Where I’m from, it’s a lot less personal than you’re taking it, though.” She chewed nonchalantly on her gum and leaned back. The blue-haired girl had survived a tornado tearing through town, the least Brooke could do was come clean to her about the way she’d been doing things when there was still an Arcadia Bay. “I’ve got dirt on everyone, and don’t tell me you’re not curious what I have...er, had...on Mark Jefferson.” She smiled, a piece of her gum sticking out between her teeth.

“Cheer up!” Brooke said, playfully punching Chloe’s shoulder. You’ve got Max, I’ve got a shitload of money, and there’s no more murderers or Prescotts to deal with!