Hollywood After Dark Ch. 08

JAMIE'S STORY:

"Jamie, what the hell are we doing here?" Sarah asked.

"Waiting. Just hang on, you'll see," I replied. We were both hunched over in my car, the top up as we sat low in the seats.

"This is insane. I know her, I've worked with her. She CAN'T be all those things you said she is. I don't know where you got those ideas but,"

"Just shut up Sarah. No one asked you to get involved in this thing, but now that you are doesn't mean that you have the right to dictate how things are going to play out, alright?" I snapped, wishing immediately that I hadn't been so cruel to her. Sarah really was an innocent in all of this, even if she did decide to get mixed up in it at a really bad time.

What we were doing was waiting. Waiting for Eliza Dushku to get home, waiting for her to pull into the driveway and go inside the house and for me to make my own entrance into her house and set things in motion further in my plans to get her out of the picture.

"You realize this is pracitcally stalking, right?" Sarah said flatly, a pouty sound in her voice. She wasn't much of a debater and clearly she had resigned herself to doing what I wanted, which was just the way I liked it.

"You realize that she is involved in extortion, prostitution, drug use and now even murder, right?" I replied back. That shut Sarah up. "Besides, this is good. While we wait, I can think,"

It wasn't that I didn't trust that Hilt guy, or even the bitches that he had helping him. I'm sure they all wanted to stop Antamount as much as I did, and maybe even bring down the Rose Petals along with it. But that last part...well, that wasn't in my plans. I had bigger aspirations. With Eliza out of the way (through whatever means it took), I could move in and step it up. After all, I was third in the pecking order. And with Antamount in disarray, this was the perfect time to make my move.

First things first though. Revenge on Eliza, followed by my sudden and surprising rise to the top of the Rose Petals food chain and my career advancing beyond doing some stupid phone commercials. And if Salma Hayek and whoever else she had up in her little cabal didn't like it, well they could be dealt with too. Hell hath no fury like Jamie Pressley scorned.

"Wait, is that a car?" Sarah said, raising her hand and pointing down the road at a pair of headlights advancing towards us. The lights were slowing down, and I couldn't help but grin to myself as they pulled into Eliza's driveway. It was hard to tell from this distance, but the car LOOKED like Eliza's. Starting my engine, I let it idle for a second. The noise startled Sarah though, as she suddenly turned and looked at me.

"Jamie, wait what are you planning on doing? What the hell ARE we doing?"

"Just be patient Sarah, and wait in the car when I get out. I might need to get out of here kind of quickly," I said, reaching my arm back into the backseat as I let the car coast forward a few feet. Grabbing what I wanted, I set it in my lap.

"Jesus Jamie!" Sarah gasped. "Why do you have THAT? What the hell do you plan on,"

"I said shut up and be patient Sarah," I replied, now gassing the car a bit as we moved closer and closer to the house. When we were two houses away, I stepped on the gas at a normal rate so as to appear like a regular car passing by. Quickly reaching Eliza's house, we had a few seconds glance at her closing garage.

It was Eliza's car alright, I could make her body frame out as she stepped out of the car, talking on her cell phone. What I hadn't planned on though, was that she apparently had a passenger. Even from a few hundred yards away, I could tell that it was a woman with bright, coppery red hair. We passed the house just as their feet dissapeared from our view, the coasting motion carrying us past a few more houses before I hit the brake again.

Pulling in under some trees, I stopped the car and handed Sarah the keys.

"Here. Be ready to go if I tell you to," I said to her, opening my door.

"Ready to..Jamie wait! Don't do what I think you are planning! Please, you'll regret it and,"

"Just get in the seat Sarah, I'll be fine. Eliza needs to learn her lesson and if I have to teach it to her the tough way, well then that's how it has to be,"

I stepped out of the car and slammed the door, Sarah's face pressed against the driver's window as she leaned across the stick shift to tap on the glass at me. I ignored her and adjusted my coat, the sound of my heels hitting the pavement making a soft but constant CLICK CLICK CLICK sound.

Walking around the car, I lowered my arm to my side, my baseball bat in hand, I walked quietly towards Eliza Dushku's house.

ALEX'S STORY:

"Please, just let Nat go!" Kirsten Dunst begged as she stood in the middle of my living room. My mind was swirling erratically now, the walls seeming to spin before me as I realized how close I came to being in serious trouble.

"Not until I get some answers," I snapped back. "As in, what the hell you two are doing here, what you were planning and perhaps most importantly WHO put you up to such a thing,"

I saw Kirsten look at Natalie's frightened face for a long moment, hesitating over what to do. Her resolve seemed to be cracking, as she weighed her options.

"Let her go and I'll talk," Kirsten said with a quietly resigned sigh. "Please, just let go of her. I love her!"

This startled both Natalie and I, as I felt her body shift awkwardly beneath my grasp. Clearly, this Hallmark moment hadn't been planned or even expected.

"If I let her go, you both will take a seat on that couch and not move till I say so, alright?" I said after a long, tense moment.

"Yes, that's fine. Just please..." Kirsten said, hanging her head. I looked down at Natalie, whose dark brown eyes were studying my every move. With a hesitant hand, I removed my fingers from over her mouth and relaxed my grip. Natalie immediately ran over to Kirsten, who wrapped her arms around her tightly and held her, whispering things in her ear as she feverishly kissed Natalie's cheek. The scene would have been quite arousing, had the circumstances been different. I let them have their moment, but then reasserted control of the situation.

"Alright, you've been reunited. Now sit," I said. They reluctantly released each other, Kirsten holding Natalie's hand tightly as they moved to the couch, sitting incredibly close to one another. Kirsten wore a black sheer top and dark blue jeans, her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail behind her head.

"Talk," I commanded of them, picking my pants and shirt off of the floor and putting it back on as they watched me tensely.

"We weren't here to hurt you," Natalie said, her voice far more frightened now than it had been before.

"No, honestly, we weren't. You have to believe us," Kirsten sing songed.

"And why should I possibly begin to believe you?" I said, studying them. Natalie had pulled her clothes up off the floor and held them tightly in a ball against her nakedness, as if her modesty might be offended.

"Because we were just doing our job," Kirsten said, a bit more confident in her voice now.

"Who were you doing your job for?" I asked.

They looked at each other again, studying each other's faces for a response. I had been through way too much to give them another moment to get their story straight though, and responded as such.

"Oh I don't have time for this. I'm calling the cops," I said, moving towards my cell phone.

"NO! DON'T! We were sent here by...by..." Kirsten said, catching herself before she continued. I paused midstep, indicating that she should go on.

"By who? WHO SENT YOU?" I bellowed.

"Eliza Dushku," Kirsten said, bowing her head again. "Eliza and the Rose Petals,"

"Please Alex, this is not how things were supposed to work. I was just supposed to seduce you, Kirsten would tie you up when you were vunerable and we would ransack your apartment. That's all," Natalie said, her lip quivering. "You have to believe me,"

"Ransacking my apartment for what?"

"I think you know what," Kirsten said flatly. "You know that we know just what you were doing in Japan,"

I felt my stomach drop. Had I been followed? Were they watching me day and night? I let Kirsten continue, hoping for some answers.

"See, Eliza and I...well, we are close. More than close, we are lovers and friends. And I was so ready to join her in the Rose Petals and do anything for her, until..."

"Until what?" I asked.

"Until I...until I met Natalie," Kirsten said, turning towards her partner in crime, their hands tightly wrapped together. "That's why I interferred and ran out here in a panic. I...I didn't want anything to happen to her. I didn't want you to hurt her,"

Kirsten leaned in and kissed Natalie on the head. Like a child, Natalie moved closer to Kirsten, wrapping her arms around her as Kirsten stroked her hair.

"I'm sorry, but this is all way too bizarre for me. So you're telling me that you two are lovers?"

"Yes," Kirsten whispered, her voice rising somewhat in her throat as her confidence grew. "Yes, yes we are. I have fallen in love with Natalie and that's why I'm here. To make sure she didn't get hurt,"

"And what about me? To make sure that I gave you whatever information that you wanted?"

Kirsten's face grew hard. "Yeah, that's right. Don't you get it Alex? You are just a bug in all this, a small insignificant bug in a world that is so much bigger than you and is only letting you stick around until your usefullness has run out,"

"Those are pretty big words coming from a girl who just about shit herself seeing her dyke lover in danger," I snapped.

"Hey! I'm not a...a dyke," Natalie said angrily. "I'm just, well I don't know what I am,"

"Look, I don't care what you are. Save it for your therapy sessions," I snarled back. "All I want are some answers. Why did Eliza send you?"

"I don't know the full extent exactly," Kirsten said.

"Bullshit you don't. You know exactly why you're here,"

"NO! That's just the thing! I didn't, I mean I'm not as involved in Eliza and the Rose Petals as you think. She always kept me on the outside. I thought that if I could just do this simple little job then I could win her trust and maybe be just as important as she is,"

"But then you fell in love with Natalie and your life got complicated," I said in a mocking tone.

"Look asshole, you can ridicule me all you want, but it isn't going to get you anywhere or anything that you want. When I came out of that bedroom, I realized something I had been trying to ignore for months now. That Eliza was just using me, that my heart was really with someone else. That my heart was with Natalie,"

I rolled my eyes. "And so now you are telling me that you are just going to abandon that whole fucked Hollywood world and be with your one true love, is that it?"

"Yes. If...if she will have me of course," Kirsten said, smiling a bit as she faced Natalie. "Will you Nat?"

"Oh Kiki...I'm just so...I'm so confused and scared and...oh I just don't know!" Natalie cried, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You two can work it out later, but not right now. I don't really care to hear two girls who were going to assault me determine if they are really each other's soul mates. I want to know one more thing: How long will it be before Eliza notices you missing?"

Kirsten's face grew a bit pale. "What...what do you mean?"

"I mean when are you supposed to report back. What happens if you...don't,"

"What are you going to do to us Alex?" Natalie said, tightening up a bit.

"I'm not sure yet, but for right now, you two aren't moving your starlet asses from that couch, got me?"

"Alex, we can help you. I...we WANT to help you. I'm tired of being used, I'm tired of being played out like a toy, I want this whole thing to end!" Kirsten said, a mixture of fear and panic and despondence in her voice.

All of a sudden, my cell phone began to ring from its spot on the coffee table, startling us all. We all stared at it for a moment as it went into the second ring. Figuring that it was Rachael calling me back after the impromptu hang up I gave her, I snatched it up from the table.

"Hold that thought Kirsten. And neither one of you better even THINK about fucking moving," I said, opening the flip top.

"Hello?"

"Alex?" My first thought was that it was Rachael but in a sinking, panicked second, I realized that it was Katherine. My stomach dropped again. Her voice sounded strained and she was out of breath.

"Katherine! Are you okay? Where are you?"

"Oh GOD, Alex! He wants me to describe this for you. I'm totally naked. I'm on my knees and elbows, talking into the phone. Clarence...he's the owner of this big beautiful cock...he's behind me, and he is...FUCKKK!!! He's just sliding in and out of my cunt...it is wetter than it's EVER been before! I'm about to...go out of my GOD DAMN FUCKING MIND here! Oh shit, Alex! Why couldn't YOU ever ream me like this?"

I felt my vision nearly darken, the room starting to spin in front of me again, Natalie and Kirsten staring at me on the couch, the loud cries from the phone puzzling them. This...this couldn't be Katherine...it was some kind of weird hallucination...bad reception...crossed wires...

"I...Katherine, you're delirious...you aren't in your right frame of mind, your'e,"

"Oh, I'm not delirious, Alex, I'm...enlightened. And horny."

"Katherine, they must have hurt you because you are talking...it's not your fault, you must be in pain or," I said, my mouth dry as I struggled for words, trying to comprehend this whole scenario.

"I'm not hurt Alex, I just want to satisfy this fire between my legs!" Katherine said, giggling as she muffled the phone, talking to someone else. "I know! My pussy is just dripping all over your cock! You were so right Clarence! It's FUN telling him the truth!" Her voice came back on the phone more clearly now. "Alex hun, I have to say that, feeling this wonderful cock now, I can safely say that you NEVER satisfied me sexually!"

"Katherine, I...I don't know..."

"Aaawww, poor Alex. You don't understand?"

"No, I don't!" I said, gripping onto any reality that I could. I felt weak in the knees. I needed to sit down.

"Well, let me explain it better for you Alex. You were SOOOO wrong about Antamount and Wilton and all of that. See, you just can't understand it the way a woman can. I never knew what the hell I was MISSING! Then I got my cock stuffed full of so much deep, thick, black cock that I just know that I can never go back to your...haha, modest sized shaft. You were wrong Alex...completely wrong. And now that I see the light, I don't know how I ever lived without it!"

"Katherine, I...I never cheated you out of," I said, stumbling over my own words.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, Alex. I just feel so good with this cock stuffed up between my legs that nothing could upset me right now. I have to say that I resisted at first, for a while Alex, but since I saw the light, I've just been BEGGING to be fucked by any man with the right sized equipment and these three gentlemen have been more than happy to fufill my every desire. Mila's too,"

"Mila is with you?" I asked, already knowing the answer, my voice dry again in my throat.

"Oh yeah, she's getting double teamed right now. Loving it too. I'd hold the phone up to her mouth but, well, it's a bit full right now if you know what I mean,"

"You...you're not Katherine...you can't be Katherine..."

"Oh, come on, Alex," Katherine's chuckling voice came over the line. "You KNEW I was faking all those times, didn't you?" Her laughter died down and she was silent for a moment. "Oh. You didn't. I'm sorry. I thought you could tell. It was...pretty obvious."

I couldn't say anything else. I was staggering on my feet, my mind a blur over these words that I was hearing. Maybe I was going crazy. Maybe it wasn't all really happening. But just as I began to wrap my bent and twisted mind around that thought, Katherine chimed in once more.

"Well, that's it for now, Alex. I just wanted to share how well I have been since being englightened to the real needs of my body. I...ohhh yeah, that's it Clarence, play with those nipples!...I, well, just enjoy yourself and your little spy game. And give Wilton my best when he has you on your knees, begging for your life any day now. Bye Alex,"

The line went dead, and yet I held the phone to my ear for a good two or three minutes, the buzzing from the off the hook sound ringing in my ears. With a trembling hand, I pushed the END button and dropped my arm to my side.

I had to think. I had to try and come to terms with this...that...that couldn't really be Katherine...there was no way she would...I mean how could she...why would she...

Glancing up, I saw Natalie and Kirsten staring at me again. For whatever reason, seeing their puzzled, frightened faces, brought me back to reality. Struck suddenly, I guess by the last functioning part of my non crushed brain then, I had an idea.

Opening the phone back up, I did a *69 to get the last number that called. Waiting with bated breath as the automated voice came on, I was relieved to hear the machine read back the number to me. Quickly grabbing a pen and paper from my pocket, I scribbled down the number. With any luck, the resources of Kyokota would come in handy in tracing where that number was. If it really WAS Katherine on the phone, then I was going to find her and help her...save her...from herself.

Hanging up the phone again, I placed it and the number in my pocket. Looking at the two of them again, who (true to their word) had not moved or barely even breathed since that surreal call by Katherine, I tried to collect myself.

"Natalie, get dressed. Kirsten, you stay sitting there till I tell you to move. You two are coming with me,"

CHAPTER 9 - COMING SOON