Chapter Seven: More Talks

(Song: Pink Pony Club by Chappel Roan)

Author's Pov

"Ouch, that hurts. I thought all the ladies are swoon by Brandon King. I never knew there was an exception," Logan chuckled as Belle struggled to keep her cool after taking the tequila shots. "Belle, I hope you're okay."

"Yeah, sure!" Belle forced a smile on her face. Any time from now, she might be throwing up.

"Alright, we have finally come to the end of our very first game in the villa and I totally loved the outcome." Logan said with a smirk on his face, as he took a brief glance at Belle and Brandon. This is the drama he wanted. "Everyone can go to the bedroom. Your phones have been kept on your respective bedstands. Remember to always keep it with you as all information about the activities of the villa will be relayed to you."

As soon as Belle got to the bedroom, she rushed to the toilet to throw up. Kyle was by her side, rubbing her back.

"Sorry. Take it easy, Belle." Kyle said as he helped her to wash her face. "You only took two shots and you're puking." He teased, leading her back to the room, to their bed.

"I hate alcohol. It messes with my stomach, my tongue, my appetite. More like I'm allergic." Belle responded, sitting down. She had a pale look on her face.

They weren't the only people in the room now. Raine and Crew were on their bed, holding each other. The next had only Max, his partner, Samantha wasn't with him for now. The last two had Richard and Jodi, and Carina on the extreme, her partner, Brandon was yet to come inside.

"Then, you should have just kissed him. It doesn't mean anything." Kyle said.

'Like hell, it does.' This screamed in Belle's head. She sighed. "I couldn't kiss him when I chose you as my partner. It wouldn't be fair to you." That was the only thing she could say to him at the moment, even though she wasn't sincere about it.

Heat rose up to Kyle's cheeks. "It... It

... It still doesn't matter," he stammered. Trying to cover his embarrassment, he stood up, "So, what would you like to have for dinner?" His gaze wandered to the night stand. "Aha! Our phones." He picked the one with Belle's name on it, and handed it to her. "You can keep yourself busy with this, while I make dinner for you."

"Don't bother yourself, Kyle." Belle said, raising her legs to the bed. "That tequila spoilt my appetite."

"I can't let you sleep on an empty stomach."

Seeing he was adamant, she decided to go with something random. "You're acting like my elder brother, always having his way. Fine. You can get me biscuits and juice, any juice."

"Alright." He adjusted the pillow for her to lay her head on. "I'd be back in a minute. Try to keep your eyes open."

Belle covered her mouth while yawning. "I will. This should keep them open." She showed him her phone.

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Ever since Samantha saw her elder brother, Brandon, walk through the door of the villa as a contestant, she hasn't been herself. The major reason she adviced Belle to come for this show was for her to move on from her brother. Now, same person wanted Belle to forget was here. Funfact, neither her brother or Belle was aware of this. She was a bit relieved when their wedding didn't happen.

After tonight's game, she pulled Brandon aside. She took him to the outdoors, to the place where they sat the moment they were all introduced.

"Brandon, what the hell are you doing here?" She asked.

"I should be directing that question to you, Ellen."

"Not Ellen." She turned to be sure no one was with them. "Stick to Samantha while we are here. I auditioned with it."

"You haven't told Belle yet that you're my sister and your real name is Ellen." He said, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you were going to tell her on the day of my wedding."

She rolled her eyes. "Wedding that you ran away from."

"Are you ever going to tell her? Don't you know if she finds out herself, it's going to hurt her so much, and I don't want that."

"I will, when the time is right. So, back to my question, what are you doing here?"

"I got a call from same person who threatened to expose our family's secrets."

"He forced you to come here?"

"Exactly."

"Why? For what reason? Have you figured who he is?"

"No, I haven't. Heaven knows if I do, he's going to regret putting me in this situation. I'm tired, El." Brandon sighed. "But seeing Belle here is some sort of blessing in disguise for me. It would give me time to apologize and get back together with her. Even though, I'm trying so hard not to lose my cool seeing her with the glasses guy."

"His name is Kyle."

"Whatever. First off, she kissed him. Then after the introduction, I had gone to the room, he was helping her unzip her dress, his hands were on her. She looked happy with him. Now, not that I was expecting her to kiss me, but she chose to take shots. You and I know how much she hates alcohol. Tonight, she's going to sleep in his arms."

"Stop being jealous."

"I'm sorry but I can't help it. It's only a night and I'm on the verge of losing my mind."

She patted his shoulder. "Try not to, Brand. We still have fifty nine days left."

"God help me."

They went back inside, Samantha going in before him. As they entered the bedroom, he noticed that Belle had slept. Kyle wasn't with her yet. He wished he could just go and lay beside her.

Samantha cleared her throat quietly. "Go to your bed." She whispered.

He walked to his bed which he shared with Carina. She was already asleep too. He grabbed his pillow and phone and went to the living room. He would be more comfortable sleeping on the couch.

Switching on his phone, he found out it had contacts of the other contestants, he tapped on Belle's. "Hey. Belle, please we need to talk." After that, he turned his phone off, and prayed for sleep to come.