3rd Floor Common Room: Saturday early evening [6-6-09]

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Peyton had tried to report for detention today, but no one else had shown up. Which seemed to be on par with the way the rest of her week had been.

Solitary, um... activities in her room hadn't helped much, so she'd headed to the common room, sprawled out on the couch in something a little more exposed than she might ordinarily wear, ordered more pizza than she could ever eat when she couldn't decide on what she wanted, and was flipping through channels on the TV.

Funny how everything made her think of sex.


[Open with pizza!]

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Peyton shrugged, looking miserable again. "The whole mess with Dean for one."

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"Is there anything I can do? I mean, I can listen."

She wasn't very good at it, but she could do it. Especially for someone who'd listened to her grousing about things for so long.

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Peyton shrugged again, as if doing so would make it all not really matter even though it did matter terribly. "What's to say? I agreed to a non-exclusive relationship because I really liked him and I was lonely and we'd gotten to be good friends. And then I went and fell in love with him, which was utterly stupid and which he will never know, and then he started having hate sex with Chuck Bass and..."

She ducked her head. "I can't do it anymore. I don't think I can be with him, knowing what - who - else he's doing. And I can't tell him why, or only part of it, and I can't ask him to change who he is - especially not when he was so clear and honest about it to start. But I don't want to lose him. I don't want to give him up, but I think I have to."

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"But sometimes you just have to get it out," she said quietly, because usually she did. Whether she screamed into a pillow, which was what she used to do, or talked to a friend about it, which was what she'd done since she'd come here.

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"I smashed my radio," Peyton said softly. "So I wouldn't have to hear about them anymore. After Wednesday night's broadcast."

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Fiona understood that.

"I've done things like thing. I cut down this massive sequoia once, because I was just so frustrated with everything."

Her grin was amused, but her eyes were a little sad. Or they looked it anyway.

"Scared the heck out of Robert."

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"Who is Robert?" Peyton asked. She wasn't avoiding the conversation about her mess, no, not at all. "You mentioned him before."

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"He's a Driver for my uncle," she explained.

"He helped my brother and I survive our trials. Then he helped us get out trouble with our father."

And they'd gone on vacation with each other for a week as a 'punishment' for Robert disobeying the League.

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Peyton nodded. "A little bit of a bodyguard, too, maybe?"

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"Yeah, something like that. Uncle Henry liked to call him my 'hero'," she said, remembering the whole thing fondly.

"He's... really cool. And hot. And he speaks almost as many languages as I do. ...and his bike is really nice."

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"Sounds like a great guy," Peyton said with a smile. "So, ever anything... romantic between you guys?"

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She nodded.

"Yeah. But my family doesn't approve and I won't let them hurt him to try and get to me. He doesn't deserve that."

She ran a hand through her hair.

"And he was the first guy to ever... anything. Even he thought I should try and get a handle on things a little better before I make any decisions."

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Peyton nodded. "Who knows? Maybe things will work out some day."