Bennett Neely Bale (bennett_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-08-04 12:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | gwen morrison, neely bale, place: la |
You Wanna Be Part of The Family?
Who: Gwen and Neely
Where: Sugar Shack
When: Monday, August 2nd
Gwen felt like she was being sent to die. There. I said it. Sure, Neely had called her, asking to meet at The Sugar Shack, to get a better understanding of each other. And Gwen understood: she and Blake were both moving to Vegas in the next week, and Neely clearly wanted to be on good terms with her daughter's girlfriend before she moved.
Still, Gwen kept looking around like she expected plastic wrap to be on the floor, like she was walking into an execution. She sat down, wearing a denim miniskirt and a Megadeth tee, waiting for the other blonde to meet her...
Neely entered the Shack a few minutes later, dressed in denim and away-too-tight Suicide Messiah t-shirt. She gave Gwen a curt nod, before ordering a coffee from sweet little Mouse, giving the girl a cheeky smile and accepting her drink before plopping down in front of Gwen. "Hi."
"Heh. Umm... Hi." Gwen looked, for the first time in years, truly awkward and nervous. "So... How've you been? Hey..." Ok, so Gwen was trying to break the ice here... "Rumor has it Blake's looking to get a new recliner! Just, you know, word of warning..."
"Don't you DARE, Rachelle loves that damn thing," Neely replied,practically glaring there. So much for breaking the ice, hm?
"Heh. Don't worry. If it helps?" Gwen grinned, trying to be helpful. "I decided to talk her out of 'inheriting' the waterbed..."
"oh thank GOD," Neely muttered. Seriously, Neely? You were worriedabout the WATERBED? Geeze!
"So... Hopefully this isn't a dumb question but..." Gwen winced a little. "Any chance we can be friends? Because between you and I... I'm planning on being family one day. I aint going anywhere, and one day? I'm gonna marry that girl."
Like The Rock (God damn, she watched too much sports now), one ofNeely's eyebrows went up. "You really want to marry her?" Wow.
"I do. I mean, I aint jumping into anything, but eventually? Hell yes." Gwen grinned sheepishly. "This aint just some sex thing, Neely. Admittedly, that parts fucking AMAZING, but I love her. I wanna be with her forever."
Neely absently twisted her wedding band with her thumb. *She* didn'texactly have the best background before dating Rachelle now, did she?Now look at her. Married and content for the first time in her life.If Neely could do it, why NOT Gwen? "Hrmh. I think we should cometo... Some kind of arrangement."
"Arrangement?" Gwen asked with an arched eyebrow. "This is feeling more and more like a scene from The Godfather, Neely. What exactly are you thinking?"
"Well now, that's a wonderful way of putting it, "Neely replied with adevilish smirk. Oh dear GOD, what was she thinking? "You want a cleanslate with me? Done. You want to be a part of the family? It comeswith one condition. One day, I'm going to ask you do something forme... And you're going to do it. Without question."
"Dude. What the fuck?" Gwen sighed, for once not amused. "I came to you trying to be friends. Dontcha think this is... takin' shit a little far? I may not be the best person in the world... I mean, I know I aint exactly a great catch here, but you will NOT find someone who loves that girl more than I do."
"Probably not," Neely agreed. "But apart from treating her right?That's the only thing I'll ever ask of you," she promised. Amazingly,she crossed an 'X' over her heart. It seems Blake got that fromsomeone now, didn't it?
"Damn. You had me worried there. You and your little werewolf mafia..." Gwen gave a slightly nervous laugh and shook her head. "For what its worth... I'm sorry you and I got off to the start we did. Under different circumstances I think we could have been good friends. Or good fuck buddies."
"Yeah," Neely agreed. Sure, their little tryst didn't end well, but...The stuff before that was good. She smirked lopsidedly, "I guess wereally ARE who we're meant to be with though, huh?"
"Damn right. I can't think of anyone else I'd rather ruin your belongings with." Aww. She actually meant that sweetly.
Neely chuckled. "I'm gonna have to traumatise her before she leaves,and trust me when I say her shit's gonna look lkke AMATEUR HOURcompared with what I'm gonna do."
"I probably shouldn't find that as hot as I do." Gwen admitted, laughing. "You two are some hot bitches, you know?"
"I know," Neely nodded. Was it any WONDER where Bastian got her ego from? Seriously? The werewolf arched an eyebrow thoughtfully, but...Let that train of thought go. "Go on, then. Bridges mended and allthat. I'm sure Blake's waiting somewhere for you to fuck hersenseless. Hopefully NOT my bedroom."
"Heh. Don't go getting your hopes up there, hot-stuff." Gwen cackled as she hopped to her feet, giving a play-salute. "For the record... before I go... Ash??? Seriously???? How did you end up layin' pipe with ASH???"
"I have no idea," Neely lajghed and shrugged. "He must've been a stonecold pimp."
"Damn. Thanks for it though. That was the hardest me and PK have laughed in AGES. Anyway... Yeah. Take care of Rachelle, ok? And I promise I'll take care of Blake."
Neely smirked then, thinking of her Rachelle. It'd been a stupidlylong time since she'd attempted something romantic... Maybe she shoulddo something there, hrmh? "Be good."