Chapter 60: He said we Horror movies often take place in a large empty house. Dusk is setting over the horizon as the clock ticks later. Suspense builds in the uncertainty and the victims question their loyalties. "She's going to kill us," I whispered. "There's a crazy look in her eyes," Cearra whispered back. We edged further into the entryway and the front door slammed shut behind us. I jumped, and kept my eyes trained on Bianca. "Do you two want to direct this scene or can I take my shower?" Luke asked us, not participating in our melodrama. Why isn't he seeing what we were seeing? While we were weary after a long morning out, Bianca had spent all this time preparing. She had a motive and she stood eerily still in a sundress. The blackmailer. Right? "Welcome back," she greeted us, "I think it's time we all had a little chat." "Ooh noo thank you," I tried to exit out the front door we just walked in. Luke rested his hand on my elbow, "I'll walk you to your room." "My hero," I said sarcastically. What a shame. I was really enjoying making fun out of Bianca and this unnecessarily dramatic situation. Meanwhile, Luke had completely ignored Bianca's request. "Why are you standing in darkness?" Oma asked, flicking on the light switch. "I didn't know where the switch was," she answered. As part of our 'punishment' for ruining dinner last night, Chad's dad had told none of the staff to come to work today. Which meant that we had to do things ourselves like... turn on the lights. I shook my head. "Let's regroup in the living room in twenty," Austin suggested, seeing that Luke and I were already halfway out the hallway. ** Luke dropped me off at my room, but I showered as quickly as possible and ran to find Cearra. I knew Luke would take his time in the shower, so she and I spent our time wisely: plotting. "She did it, didn't she?" Cearra guessed it, "She's going to confess." "I'm worried she did way worse," I said, "Remember the cat?" "She'll never admit to that," Cearra said, her face saddening at the memory of Roger/Winnifred. If I'm honest, I was afraid of a few things. Was Bianca the blackmailer? Or was she going to reveal something about her and Luke's past that I didn't know of? Again. The TV was on in the living room and a bottle of wine had been popped open. We waited for the others to join before heading to the couch. "Whatever it is, I got your back," Cearra told me and pointed at the staircase, "And he does too." We watched Luke jog down the stairs in gray sweatpants and a zip up hoodie. He never zipped the hoodie up fully, which means that part of his chest was on display. And his gray sweatpants- Cearra's phone starting ringing. She sighed when she saw it was her mom again, "Hi mom." "Hi Cece, I didn't realize you'd be out so early this morning," her mom's voice said through the phone, "Are you having fun? Have you learnt anything?" I smiled, remembering how Austin had promised 'educational' experiences while he was pretending to be Chad's dad with no moustache. "Have I learnt anything?" Cearra repeated loudly, walking towards Bianca on her way outside, "Yeah. I learnt that sleeping with a guy's friend just to make the guy you like jealous doesn't work." She lowered her phone and gave Bianca a dark glare. Then she slid the glass door open and continued her conversation with her mom in the pool area outside. I felt Luke's arm over my shoulder and his body behind me. He kissed me on the cheek, and I leaned back, letting my body press against his. "Are you worried about this?" I asked. "Not at all," Luke replied without skipping a beat. I could hear he was genuine. But what if things that are not a big deal to him are a big deal to me – like casually hooking up with an ex while you're talking to the next? Luke told me that it never happened but I couldn't help but wonder. Bianca was so convinced that she and Luke were meant to be, there must've been mixed signals along the way. Right? "This morning was kind of perfect," I said quietly to Luke, "And guess who wasn't there." I don't need to be a mathematician to calculate this one. Us - Bianca = good time. That's why I take AP math. "She won't ruin tonight," Luke promised me. What made him so sure? We sat on the couches as we got ready to hear Bianca's 'news'. The lady in question stood up with a glass of wine in her hand. She was in a pretty sundress with brown sandals and a nervous smile. The pool door slid open and Cearra rejoined us. "Yesterday, I was villainized, and I didn't get the chance to speak my truth," Bianca said, watching Cearra take a seat, "Now that everyone's emotions have calmed down, I'd like to speak up." Luke's arm around me kept me feeling secure. I know he was doing this intentionally. I glanced over at Cearra who raised her eyebrows at me. Bianca started to talk about that day at the mall. "My brother and I came into the store Millie worked at. He didn't know that Millie and I don't get along. But a few minutes into our interaction with her, he didn't have a positive impression. And a few minutes after that, she abandoned the store and left us hanging."