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even though it's a painful subject ( clearly ) given it's very fresh , ( not to mention who it involves ) cassie also feels somewhat at ease with milo . in fact , he always manages to calm her down ⸺ whenever she's sad over a boy or anxious about her family , milo's always been there . it perhaps explains why their bond is so tight , & why she's also close with his family too & why , under any & all circumstances , she will never ever consider him to be anything other than her best friend . anything otherwise would just result in a disaster , just like everything else . when he apologizes for something he didn't do ( which is totally his style ) cassie could feel the corner of her lips tug into a small smile . “ you don't need to apologize , “ she tells him , right before a sigh drops from her glossed lips as milo mentions the confrontation . “ kinda ... i mean , i talked to ricky but it wasn't a long conversation , & i haven't talked to juli because , well ... i don't know what to say to her , “ her eyes drop to the floor , slender fingers moving up & down the fabric of her white clutch as she avoids eye contact . “ honestly , i just want to forget this night even happened & go home , “ problem , of course , being that it's not late enough for her to make a graceful exit when the evening's just begun . “ but enough about me , how's your night ? “ she's almost eager to as she places a hand on top of his .
if there's one thing milo likes to believe he's good at is at reading people . it doesn't really take a genius or an expert to know what someone is saying beyond just words . in his case , it was easy for him with cassie , unfortunately for her , he knows her like the back of his hand , there is nothing or , well , very little that she could hide from him . he didn't have to do much before she eventually told him , eyebrows forced together into a pronounced frown as he heard her talk , almost in disbelief at what she was saying . part of his brain not knowing how it was possible that two people that supposedly cared about her would do something like that . “ that's . . . awful . i'm sorry they did that to you . ” he knows that this words probably don't offer a lot of comfort , the situation being a complicated one and although he didn't have anything to apologize for , it felt like the only thing he could offer at the moment . “ i mean , yeah , that's true . unfortunately , people are so complicated and weird and . . . stupid . did you confront them about it ? ”
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sometimes she hates how transparent she is with what she's feeling , especially in situations where she's trying to hide them . which explains a small sigh of defeat that drops from her glossed lips as she looks over at her friend . “ let's just say i found out something horrible & instead of crying about it , i decided to do the healthy thing & avoid it with alcohol , “ a smile forms on her features as she jokes ( but not really ) , the one that looks evidently forced as she raises her empty glass up . “ raspberry spritz sounds delicious right about now , “ not unusual thing for someone with a sweet tooth like cassie , hazel eyes sparking up a bit at the mention .
as far as her acting goes , she’s unable to use her talent in real life therefore the amusement , followed by a surprised look on her face is impossible to hide . “ the party has been going on for what … an hour or two and you’re already avoiding someone ? spill . ” there’s a soft , yet mischievous smile on her face once figuring out she might hear some tea . narrowing her eyes , ocean takes a second to think . “ technically ⸺ beer is still more safe than red wine . but i’d say martini or if you’re more on the sweeter side , their raspberry spritz is to die for . ”
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usually , cassie would be overjoyed with these types of events , but tonight not even the gorgeous slip-dress from dior could've salvaged the night . taking the time out of all the drama , the femme decides to hide out on the terrace , hoping to catch some ( much needed ) cold air before going back . yet , she's happy when she stumbles upon franny . “ franny , hi ! “ she's relieved , eager almost , to be in the older woman's presence . “ i'm better now that you're here , “ she's smiling , for the first time throughout the night , in a genuine way . “ you look absolutely gorgeous , by the way , “
who : francesca & cassie ( @srtrlites ) where : secluded terrace within the building status : closed event starter .
the dress had been a good idea prior to entering the vicinity — the actress constantly feeling as though she’s two seconds away from overheating, especially with the soft feathers close to her face. exiting onto a terrace, she’s thankful for the cool breeze, even if the feathers began lightly tickling her exposed chest. turning at the sound of the doors opening once again, she smiles towards the individual coming to join. “ cassie, hi my love, how are you feeling ? having a good time ? ”
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if there's one person in the entire industry , if not the planet , that knows the depth of toxicity & hurt cassie suffered in the hands of her family ⸺ it's definitely ricky . he's been there , witnessing every word that cassie took like a lash of beating from her parents : the mind games , the name-calling , the gaslighting .... he was there for her . the one person she can always trust to have her back , to be there ⸺ it didn't matter if they were romantically involved , at least not to cassie , not when their level of closeness , their bond went beyond that . perhaps that's why this hurts so much : the idea that the one person she trusted more than anyone in the world , could hurt her like this , & with her best friend nonetheless . it's impossible for her to hide what she's feeling , especially when she knows he can tell exactly what's on her mind & heart . after all , they can read each other easily , too easily sometimes . which all makes it almost unbelievable that this is happening . when he raises his voice , it makes her flinch a little : half-surprised by the reaction considering she's never seen him like this . they rarely fought when they were together to begin with , but never like this . there's a hint of desperation in the air between them , unspoken feelings & words causing the situation to only go from bad to worse & while there's people around them watching , waiting like vultures to hear & see everything , cassie could only focus on him . her mind's half-made up to leave when he speaks again , causing her to stay put , legs frozen on spot along with her soul as he bares his soul to her for the first time since their break-up . feelings she didn't know he had , each word hitting her like a brick she didn't know he kept hidden behind all these months ⸺ it's not something she expects , not when he hadn't said a word to make her assume otherwise , not even when she asked him directly : secretly hoping he'd feel the same but coming with the terms that he didn't . which explains why she's still in shock by the time he finishes , too stunned to speak & taking her a moment to actually gather the words she wishes to say . “ you - “ she tries , still trying to control the tears bubbling in her eyes . “ so you did it to get back at me for leaving ? are you fucking serious ? because she was there for you ? for what , a whole two fucking minutes ? “ disbelief & hurt turn into anger , hazel orbs turning black & midst of the tears , she moves forward . “ & how dare you stand here & accuse me of not being there for you ! we were practically living together when your sister went off to college , all my stuff was in your apartment , 24/7 i was there & what , that meant nothing ? you think it was easy for me to end it ? have you even considered the fact that the only reason i did it over facetime is because i couldn't do it in person ? or that i wasn't okay either ? no , because you never asked , ricky ! you just ... accepted it like it's nothing , like we meant nothing ! & i waited for you in paris , okay ? i waited , i hoped you would show.... but you never did , you never even called back , you didn't even try ... “ her voice's cracking but she's going off , unbothered by the looks , knowing the press will have a field day tomorrow . “ so don't you dare pin this on me , because it's you who also didn't fight for us , you walked away ... & then kissed my best friend , so congrats , because if hurting me was your plan ... you did it , you ⸺ “ she reaches her own limit , a small ( near silent ) sob leaving her , “ fuck you , ricky , “ is the last thing she manages to say before she becomes aware of her surroundings , of the fact that they gathered a crowd around them eager to hear every word . like a deer caught in headlights , she's suddenly terrified of the realization she just gave everyone a public show , & her feet start to move before she can even stop them , fleeing the scene .
it’s unbearable ⸺ to look at her face and see nothing but pain , to look into her eyes ; the ones that were the only ones he trusted and felt seen and see nothing but disappointment , betrayal . he broke everything they had with one mistake and the results of it were standing right in front of him , and it was almost as if he was in the presence of a completely different person . while he saw her hurt a lot of times over the years they spent together , he was always the one to cheer her up , to hold her and tell her it’s gonna be okay ; that no one deserves her but most importantly , she doesn’t deserve this pain . he would never think that he’d end up on the other side as someone who hurt her . the second ricky hears her voice break , he just wants to run to her , be her best friend but he knows he can’t . instead , it’s the first time he turns around , his back now facing her and as he hides his face in his hands , truthfully ⸺ he wants to scream . “ i’m not excusing shit , cassie ! ” his voice almost raises and he never raised his voice at her ; but the more this conversation continues , the more his despair turns into anger . every word coming out of her mouth shows him how she doesn’t understand anything , doesn’t even try to ⸺ and he knows he’s at fault , he knows he fucked up but maybe he wouldn’t if she wouldn’t just give up on them give up on him ; if she wouldn’t become another person who left him because his love wasn’t enough , if she wouldn’t treat him the same way his parents did . “ have you ever considered , ” he starts , his voice too calm for the situation they’re in and part of him knows he’s going to say something that might never bring them back from this . “ that maybe i kissed juliana because unlike you , she didn’t leave ? even though she can’t stand me , somehow she was always there ? and that maybe she wanted to listen to me , unlike you , after breaking up with me over facetime call and just hanging up ? i could count on her cassie , not you . ��
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she looks at him when he tells her otherwise , when he tells her he cares , brows slightly knitting together in confusion . because why would he care ? after everything that has happpened , cassie would've even understood he he chose never to speak to her again . “ why ? “ she can't help herself to ask , even though she's unsure if she even wants to hear the answer . “ you shouldn't care ... not after what i did , “ cassie retorts back quickly , gaze averting down considering she still feels ashamed . how could she not ? it's not her style to use people , to take them for granted , to hut them . when he reaches for her hand , cassie feels even worse but manages to flash him a small smile back . “ i don't want to bore you with my problems , “ she tells him with a small shake of her head .
when bash hears her say no one cares enough how i feel, he can't help but feel for the girl. everyone always feels like they're alone even when they're not, even when they have people in their corner rooting for them. he knows that better than anyone, and he knows sometimes, all you need is to hear that someone does care enough. "that's not true, i care." he gives her a small smile and reaches for her hand. usually, he would feel like this was crossing some sort of imaginary line but it felt right in the moment. "do you...wanna talk?"
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“ actually , i - “ even with the liquid courage in her system , cassie is too nice for her own good as she allows the other to swap their glasses without so much as batting an eye . “ okay , “ she near mumbles under her breath , accepting her fate . “ oh , i should probably call yolanda , “ cassie sparks up at the mention of a therapist , now ( suddenly ) realizing it's been weeks since her last session . “ & hey , at least your mom gives solid advice ... the last thing mine said was ' hope you get what you deserve , bitch ' , “ a little giggle escapes the femme's throat despite the ( horrid ) sentence , far too much used to the way her family behaves . problem is , she doesn't speak about it : not ever , but clearly the alcohol loosened her more than she realizes . “ you want the truth ? i just really wanna' go home , the whole evening's been a disaster , “ another sigh , another shrug , as she takes a sip of the sweet drink before her .
"hey, that looks super good. mind if we do a little trade?" sidney didn't wait for an answer before swapping their glasses. her own was a simple mix of cranberry juice and lemon soda. an early start tomorrow meant a sober evening for the actress. "y'know, my mother always said it's a bad sign if you're drinking upset. so how about we get you a nice water. and perhaps a solid therapist."
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he doesn't need to say anything , in fact : all it takes is one look in his direction & her pretty features start to form a small smile whenever she wants it or not . then again , he's one of the rare few in her life that does have that effect on her . slender fingers slowly trace the rim of her glass , hazel hues locking with his for a mere moment before she shrugs , attempting to act like the subject didn't bother her , but alas .... she can't exactly hide from milo . “ nothing , “ yet she tries , however , the second her eyes make contact with his , it falls apart . “ everything , “ she admits with a small defeated sigh . “ i ... sort of ... found out that - “ she starts , fingers running through her hair to hide the pain in her chest . “ ricky & juli have like ... something going on ? i don't know . i didn't even know they talked , i thought they hated each other & then i saw the texts & ... well , you don't exactly kiss someone you hate , right ? “ as if she needs someone to refute what she already knows .
arms raised dramatically at the confession of the blonde girl , his face being one of shock , as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing . the overreaction on his part as a way of making cassie laugh slightly . “ unbelievable , unacceptable . this won't do . ” a shake of his head while tsking repeatedly . he gestures at the waiter to bring over a water bottle before he focuses on her again . “ see , sometimes i can be pretty cool and i would be saying oh , hell yeah . . . let's have another drink ; however , i'm feeling particularly nosy tonight , so . . . what's going on in that pretty little head of yours ? ”
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the actress feels content sitting beside bash , always has been , in fact . there's a sense of security & calmness around him that makes him easy to get along with , & nice to have around . & while bygones should be bygones , with the liquid courage now in her veins , she feels a little bit more guilty now for the way she's been taking him for granted . “ no ... “ tone's childish as she tosses a piece of paper napkin on the table , bottom lip just slightly extended . “ but it doesn't matter , obviously no one cares enough how i feel , “ a tad bit dramatic , but hey , at least she's now sounding like a character she plays .
cassie and bash have an interesting friendship. the unrequited feelings and feeling of being used was something bash wasn't too unfamiliar with, being that he's a bit of a sap. but thankfully they put all of that behind them once cassie explained where she was coming from. that didn't stop it from hurting just a bit though. despite this, bash immediately wanted to know why cassie was sad so he asked, "why were you sad? is everything okay?" basically ignoring the part about the alcohol. he just hoped she wasn't using it as a distraction.
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perhaps it's not just the anger or disappointment she feels at the situation itself , perhaps it's the fact it's him , out of all people ⸺ her ricky . someone that she trusted completely , at times even blindly , someone she grew up with , who knows about her past & how utterly naive she's been about a lot of people . sure , they're no longer together & haven't been for quite some time now ( her fault ) but it still hurts , it still feels like a betrayal when it's done by two people closest to her & it didn't matter when or how , or even how many times . the pain's evident behind her hazel orbs , the same ones that used to hold such kindness & affection for the male , are now looking at him in a different light . there's a part of cassie that now hates the fact he can read her so easily after all these years , wishing she could keep some of her emotions or feelings now hidden , tucked away somewhere safe , away from him . when her name drops from his lips it feels like a slap in the face , her eyes closing for a mere moment in order to fight away the tears . “ no , “ she's quick to comment , head shaking as if it's going to shake away the bubbling emotions residing within her . “ ⸺ don't , “ she then looks at him , tone nearly cracking in two but she keeps her cool , jaw clenched tightly . “ that's your excuse ? “ she asks , almost in a laughing manner , even though her eyes are now starting to fill with tears . “ she's my best friend , ricky ! my best ⸺ “ her voice finally cracks , alarming some of the bystanders that now pick up on the former golden couple of disney arguing . finger raises in his direction as she takes another step away , the last thing on her mind being to cry in public : or worse , cry in front of him . so instead , she musters up enough courage to look him dead in the eye , despite her vision already slightly clouded . “ i never want to see you again , “
perhaps it’s because he knows her , possibly better than anyone else . not only they dated , they grew up together ⸺ everything they experienced , they experienced it together . she was always by his side just the same way he was always by hers ; so it’s just as easy to read her body language , when something feels out of place for her . and even despite breaking up , despite the heartbreak he experienced but never let her see ⸺ accepting what it was , accepting the friendship she offered him because he knew that long distance was difficult to pull out , but she was too important to just let her slip away from his life . his brown orbs are focused on her features and it feels like something’s breaking inside of him yet again as her pain is so clear when she finally looks at him , he could read her so easily . ricky feels the heat hitting him once he hears the words not okay , his mind slowly putting two and two together . there would be no other reason why she could be so mad , so hurt unless she knows . something he tried to avoid so much ; hide at all cost to just not cause her any pain finally came to face him . “ cassie … ” that’s all he’s able to say ⸺ maybe in too big of a shock , he never thought about what he’d do or say if this conversation ever had to happen ; always believing she would never find out . believing juliana would have her best interest at heart just as much as ricky had , but maybe not . jaw clenching , he’s not even able to look into her eyes anymore , his gaze now on the ground like a kid getting yelled at . “ cassie , we broke up when … when it happened . it didn’t mean anything . ”
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usually she doesn't mind the time spent in front of the camera , especially with ricky , & especially now when they're finally apart of the same project ⸺ but not tonight . tonight she's acting , portraying a character with a smile on her face , facade impossible to tear apart unless you're close enough to see the way her jaw is clenched or how seemingly tense her body actually is : especially when he clenches the grip around her waist a little bit tighter , as if he's already reading her mind about running away . when the flashes stop it feels like she could finally breathe again , partially unaware she's been holding her breath up until she lets it out . his question makes her become aware of the fact he's still there , slowly turning around before her hazel eyes land on his . the femme's silent , staring into his eyes as if she'll see the truth behind them without asking . it's funny though , how they still look kind & gentle , meanwhile all she could see is deception & lies . “ no , i'm not okay , “ she answers , gaze still holding his even though everything in her urges her not to : this is something she's used to after all . she's used to being hurt , used , & lied to by those closest to her . which is why she feels nothing but anger & disappointment ⸺ mainly in herself , for allowing once again for someone to make a complete fool of her . “ what happened ? “ she repeats , somehow finding the question amusing in a way , as she takes a step back from him , slightly shaking her head . “ why don't you go find my best friend & i don't know .... kiss her a little bit more to find out ? “ tone's a mixture of sarcasm , anger & hurt but she tries to keep herself in check as she takes yet another step further away . “ i can't believe you , “ is all she manages to muster without raising her voice .
his face keeps switching directions from one camera to another , head movement following the voices shouting at them and the smile barely leaves his faces . in the meantime , he clenches his grip on cassie’s waist , carefully to not hurt her but strong enough to make sure she doesn’t escape the second the cameras move on to someone else and with the way her body tensed around him , he could sense that this could be the last second he sees her . a couple of more pictures ; he doesn’t let the cameras see that her question confused her , the last thing he’d want is more attention focused on them ; and just as the flashes stop , his brown orbs are now focused entirely on the blonde . “ are you okay ? what happened ? ” he rarely heard her tone like this ⸺ even when they were together , they barely fought , it was rare for cassie to be mad at him ; clueless as to what she knows , not even allowing the thought of the actress ever finding out about what he’s been hiding occur to him .
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it's unusual for cassie to behave this way , to avoid her closest friends throughout the night , but then again conflict has never been her thing . in fact , she hates it . which explains why ever since finding out about the betrayal of the century she's been avoiding the guilty party like a plague : funnily enough , however , it seems impossible when she's basically pushed to pose for pictures . the femme's usually calm demeanor around her ex is now replaced with a more stoic one , almost as if she's ready to run the second the bright camera flashes stop . in a way , maybe she is . clearing her throat , cassie focuses on the camera lenses with a smile : trying her best to appear she's having fun when in reality she wants to dig her nude almond nails in the male's biceps . “ mhm ... “ is all she replies with to his joke , jaw slightly clenching . “ can we just get this over with ? “ she makes it obvious she doesn't want to be around him , her voice cold , & with a hint of anger bubbling under surface .
🍃 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚 ⸺ closed !
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𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 : palm springs , la . the white annual party .
one second he’s walking in with cassie , ricky letting her laugh at him over his last fuck up on set and they were doing nothing but exchanging jokes and laughs and now it’s another second and he can’t find her and once he does , she seems to be avoiding him . at least she was until now , when they are finally dragged together in front of the embroidered wall for the pictures ; both as cast mates and dior ambassadors . “ at this point you’re harder to find than beyonce , ” he jokes , completely unaware of the real reason why she’s avoiding him the entire evening yet his voice is soft , almost whispering .
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