Liv Lockwood
There's new faces, old faces, and faces I want to dig my nails into and gouge their eyes out. I force a smile to our bunk "mother" Betty, and greet her with a warm hug. My smile dropping the moment my chin is on her shoulder, rolling my eyes. Because two years ago, I snuck through the woods, where I watched her disappear in the middle of night, and stood in the shadows and watched as her and Kellan Cole, say on a blanket with a dim lantern, and undressed each other. I watched her fuck him. Watched her fuck MY man. Big mistake. Big fucking mistake.
I have no idea how so many ticks had gotten into her bed the next night or how she woke with a dozen of them latched to her skin. I smirk to myself as I think of it, pulling away with another forced smile.
"Your hair, it looks so good" I say of her now barely shoulder length hair. Because I also don't know how nair found it's way into her overnight hair mask last year when I learned her and Kellan were dating, and had been, since the night I caught her fucking him.
I lift my hand and flick the ends of it in my fingers and pretend I really do love her shitty fucking bob hair. No, I dont know how it happened. Must have been expired product to cause such a devastating destruction of her stupid fucking blonde hair. Fucking cunt.
I blink as I smile. "SO pretty, it looks so good on you." I say and then take my hand from her hair, curling my fingers and then relaxing them before I yank it all out of her stupid fucking head.
"thanks, I miss having long hair." She sighs and then looks at mine.
"You dyed your hair." She smiles. Reaching out to touch mine. I don't recoil. I smile.
"mhm" I say. "Something new" I say of my long, waist length blonde hair. Eat your fucking heart out you bobbed bitch. I swish my hair, turning my chin side to side as she envies my long hair.
"the color looks so good on you, whoever did it, did a great job" she says and I smile and shrug.
"it's alright." I say.
"No, it's gorgeous." she says with a smile. And I know she means it. Because it IS fucking gorgeous. And hers isn't.
"thanks" I say and then look around. "Oh theres Kellan." I say and point and she flinches.
I know they broke up. They broke up two months ago. Unfortunately he stayed with her even AFTER I balded the bitch. I mean...no..I don't know how that happened, at all.
"Oh" I say as I pretend to be surprised by the visible nervousness and wince on her face.
"Is he...not? ...Are you two not..together?" I ask her.
She shakes her head.
"No. Not anymore." she says.
"Oh Betty..." I sigh and shake my head.
"He doesnt deserve you" I say, saying what every jilted lover wants to hear.
"What happened?" I ask the twenty four year old blonde version of Dora the Explorer.
"nothing. we just...we grew apart." She says a forces a smile. Her fake smile needs work. Lots of it. But that's okay. She's not that smart, and never will be.
I have no idea how they broke up. Did I get into her phone last summer, and send myself her nudes, and photos and videos of her and Kellan having sex? Then send them to her parents. Her friends. Kellan's parents. His friends? no. I didnt do that several months after leaving camp so nobody at camp would be suspected.
I mean ,...honestly. I gave her plenty of time to stop dating him. It had to be done. I don't know how it went down exactly, but I know that Kellan knows it wasn't him shared their photos. It's not my fault. Were the ticks and bald head not enough of a warning? Read between the fucking lines Betty, come on.
All I know, is he unfollowed her on Instagram, X, and Facebook, a few days after the little photo drop. She COULD have claimed someone hacked her phone, her cloud bullshit or whatever. If not for the text Kellan received from a burner phone from "Some guy", leaving little pebbles of doubt in Kellan's mind that she was cheating on him with this "some guy". no, it was NOT me posing as Betty's side piece. That would be crazy girl behavior.
Sure enough, months later. They were still broken up, and now. Kellan was free. Free to be mine. He'd need some consoling, surely. The comfort of a woman like me. He'd be ready to fall in love again by now.
"Everything happens for a reason, they say." I say, rubbing her arm and forcing a sympathetic pout.
"yeah." She says and looks down. I fight the smile on my lips as her eyes water. Everything happens for a reason. No. Things happen, when we make them happen. I was making my dreams come true.
"I should...go, um" She sniffles and points. I pat her arm.
"Okay, are you going to be okay?" I ask and she nods, sniffling and then walks away. I look over my shoulder, smirking as she does a pathetic little half walk half run to the bathroom.
I look over to where Kellan Cole stands , high fiving the group of 10-13 year old boys that are arriving and being dropped off. Doing little "Bro" handshakes with them. Slapping the backs of some of the older camper boys.
I turn for a moment, giving a look down my spaghetti strap tank top, and making sure my nipples are ready to greet him. I give them a good hard pinch , a younger girl cocking her head several feet away when she sees me. I just smile , give her a little wink. You'll understand one day, I think to myself. I watch her marvel at my breasts. Yeah, I was in the same place at your age kid. Flat as a board and dying for a rack to impress Kellan with. I smooth my hands over the side of my breasts. She looked at me the way I looked at girls older than me, when I was her age. the thought that I could very well be her idol right now, has me walking over to her, and bending over to her height, making sure she gets a good look at my cleavage. Just so she knows what she has to look forward to when she's older.
"My name is Liv, what's yours?"
"B-Betty" she says and I snarl slightly, before forcing a smile again.
"Pretty name. Enjoy camp Betty." I say and stand back up straight. Nevermind. I hope she stays flat as board. Her and every other fucking Betty. I fucking hated that little girl.
I turn and let my hair flip in her stupid little face as I walk back to where I was standing and casually stroll closer towards the boys entering the camp. Grabbing their cabin assignments, saying hello. I wave to a few girls I know, say quick hellos, making my was closer and closer until.....
I smile. Lifting my hand and giving a little wave, pretending to be a little shy. Kellan Cole's eyes are on me. And there's no doubt in my mind that he likes what he sees. I see the double take. See the quick up and down, the brief moment of his eyes zeroing in on my tits in my tight white tank top. Look at them. Go on. Look at them again. My nipples pricking as if demanding it. He messies up a few of the youngers boys hair, and then holds up a finger to them, then points over to one of the other counselors.
"Little Livvy?" He asks, with a cock of his head and a smile as he walks over.
I'm not little Livvy. Not anymore. And he knows it. His eyes flick down, and back up.
"Jesus you look...different." He says.
"Bad different?" I ask with a playful scrunch of my nose and cock of my head and lift my finger, twirling it in my hair.
"Not at all. Just, almost didnt recognize you." He laughs.
"Is it the hair?" I ask, with a little smile, and bite my lip slightly.
His brows lifts just for a moment.
"Yeah, sure...the hair." he nods and this time, when he looks down. He does it slowly. Eyes trailing over me. yes. fucking. yes. look at my body. look at me. want me. need me.
"We should catchup later." I say and he lifts his eyes, brow lifting.
"Catch up huh?" He asks and looks me in the eyes, he's smiling and shaking his head.
"What's wrong with that?" I ask, I say and drop my fingers from my hair.
He licks his lips and looks me down again. Then back up.
"Are you flirting with me Little Livvy?" he whispers and I smile.
"No." I say and bite my lip.
The corner of his mouth turns up.
"You're a camper Little Livvy." he says.
"Do I look little to you anymore Kellan?" I ask. And he makes a sound and then exhales. his jaw tightens.
"no you don't, and that's a big problem." he says and then look around and then at me.
"Meet me after lights out." I say.
his brows lift and he laughs.
"Light out? What could you possibly want to do after lights out Liv?" he asks.
"I could think of a few things." I shrug.
He laughs, shaking his head and steps closer.
"Since when did you become trouble Liv?" he whispers.
"I'm no trouble...I promise." I say.
"Lights out?" I ask and he looks me up and down again.
"Not a good idea." He shakes his head.
"I wont be trouble....unless you want me to be." I bite my lip and smile.
"Whos the babe?" A young male voice says. "woof" he says and pants like a dog, and I snarl slightly, and force a laugh at the kid walking up to us.
"Devin, knock it off, you dont talk to girls that way. Scram" Kellan says and points the kid in another direction.
Kellan shakes his head and throws his thumb over his shoulder.
"I should...go...uh....good to see you Liv" he says and then steps back.
"Lights out?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "Nah, I dont think so. Not a good idea." he says and I fight the urge to fucking pout. Instead I shrug.
"Suit yourself. If you change your mind, I'll be at the half moon." I say. Because the half moon is at the end of the lake, a small little hike, around the bend of the lake, that dips into to a small shallow pool in the shape of a half moon.
"dont go walking that far alone at night Liv." He says.
I shrug. "I dont HAVE to go alone."
He takes a deep breath.
"I'll wait near the boat house. If you're not there by ten...I'll just go alone." I say and step back.
"Liv seriously...dont walk the woods at night" he says. I shrug again.
"Good to you too Kellan. Real good." I bite my lip and he takes a deep breath as I give a little giggle and turn, letting my hair fly in the air as I turn and walk away. Hoping he notices all the squats I did this past year for him, in my tiny little shorts. I have to look, have to know.
Turning my head, looking back, I smile. Catching his eyes right where I want them, his eyes lifting.
"Real good." I say over my shoulder with a wink.