present

SEBASTIAN.

Anthony and I watched as Alice and Billy walked hurriedly down the hall and then proceeded to rush in a different direction, probably towards the stairwell to go to the lobby of the hotel.

"What a fucking dick," Anthony murmured as he shook his head. "I hate him."

I simply nodded gently as I turned around to walk towards the elevator.

"Seriously, Sebastian," Anthony said as he stood beside me while waiting for the elevator. "She could do so much better than that rich asshole."

I offered him a small smile before stepping into the elevator with him following. The elevator doors shut and I closed my eyes and sighed.

"What was I thinking?" I murmured as my eyes remained shut.

"What do you mean?" Anthony asked. I opened my eyes to see he had an eyebrow raised in confusion.

I waved my hand in front of me as I spoke. "About her," I said. "And me. Together."

Anthony smirked. "So you did think it was a date?"

I shook my head and flipped him off as the elevator doors opened.

The two of us stepped outside the elevator and walked down the hall a little ways to be met with Chris Evans emerging from his room.

"Hey, guys," Chris called rather cheerily. He looked at me with a smirk. "So, how'd it go?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"It didn't go," I stated. I raised my eyebrows. "And how the Hell do you know about my, uh, thing?"

Chris simply laughed. "Never trust Anthony with keeping a relationship a secret," he stated.

I cast a look at Anthony who was holding his hands up in surrender. "You got me," he said.

I rolled my eyes in response.

Anthony clapped his hands together. "We're having a guys' night due to Sebastian's failed dick appointment," Anthony said.

"We are?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows.

"Mhm," Anthony hummed. He looked to Chris. "You wanna join?"

"Fuck yeah, man," Chris exclaimed as he shook my shoulder. "How the Hell did it not work out? I mean- Look at you! With your long hair and your piercing blue eyes that are, uh, currently stabbing me because of the angry look you're giving me," Chris said as he took his hand away from my shoulder.

I chuckled and shook my head. "I don't wanna go out, guys. Not today," I murmured.

"Then we party in your hotel room!" Anthony exclaimed. "I already checked the refrigerator in my room, and it's stocked with a ton of fucking alcohol."

Chris shrugged his shoulders. "I'm in," he said.

I glanced between the two men before sighing. "Fine. Alright," I murmured as I walked to my room with the two men cheering behind me. I opened my door and Chris closed it behind him.

I planted myself onto my bed with my back resting against the bed frame. Anthony sat on the end of the bed and Chris sat on the chair to the right of the bed.

Chris asked, "So, what even happened? Did she just decide last minute that she didn't wanna go out with you?

"I got this," Anthony exclaimed right before I was about to speak up. He cracked his knuckles before continuing. "Y'know Tommy Redford?"

Chris glanced between Anthony and I slowly. "Yeah?"

"Well," Anthony began. "His dickhead of a son showed up and ruined everything," he stated. "He even threatened Sebastian with his lawyers just because Seb was telling him to show some respect towards Alice."

Chris raised his eyebrows. "Are Alice and Billy, like, dating?"

"I don't know," Anthony exclaimed as he raised his hands in the air. "But she could do so much better than him, man. That kid is an asshole."

I sighed as I ran a hand over my face. "If she's happy with him, then she's happy with him," I murmured as I shrugged my shoulders. "There's nothing I can do about it."

Anthony scoffed. "Of course there is, Seabass! Look at you and then look at him! You're Sexy Seabass," he exclaimed. He began speaking in a tiny, mocking voice. "And he's Billy fucking Redford."

I chuckled at his impression.

"Is that really what he called himself?" Chris asked through a laugh.

I jutted in. "Oh, yeah," I sighed as I nodded, my mouth forming into a straight line. "He's apparently all that," I said while forming air quotes.

Chris chuckled. "Kid sounds like a douche."

"That's because he is," Anthony stated. "Hands down."

"Poor kid," Chris chuckled as he shook his head.

"What do you mean poor kid?" Anthony exclaimed before motioning his hand towards me. "He full on cock blocked Seabass!"

"Shut up," I giggled. "We were just going out for lunch."

Anthony pointed a finger at me. "You don't know that," he stated.

I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I do," I responded which came out more like a question.

Chris said, "Listen, there's been times when I thought I was just going on a lunch date too." He smirked as he shrugged his shoulders.

Anthony burst out laughing as he clapped his hands, causing me to chuckle as I shook my head.

"I hate you guys," I murmured through a giggle.

"We hate you too," Anthony remarked. "But we hate Billy Redford slightly more than we hate you," he said while pinching his thumb and forefinger together.

I chuckled. "Stop," I murmured. "He was just trying to keep me from stealing his girlfriend."

"And she clearly wanted you, man," Chris spoke up. "I mean, didn't she tell you she was single?" He asked as a smirk plastered on his face.

I nodded with a small smile.

Anthony asked, "And didn't she say yes to going on a date with you?" He smirked at me as well.

I nodded my head and giggled as I ran a hand through my hair.

"Then she wanted you, Seb," Chris exclaimed as he held his arms out. "Duh!"

I rolled my eyes as I continued to chuckle as I tilted my head down.

"You're lucky you got looks, Seabass," Anthony began. "Because sometimes, you're pretty fucking dumb."

I scoffed at him as I flipped him off. "Fuck you, man. At least I get some," I exclaimed.

Anthony raised his eyebrows at me. "Excuse me, Sir," he remarked. "I have a wife who I have the honor of sleeping with. When was the last time you got laid, Seabass?"

"Oh," Chris voiced as he chuckled.

I thought for a moment. "I haven't gotten laid since that girl I hooked up with at that bar after Margarita and I broke up," I murmured while still deep in thought.

"Seabass!" Anthony exclaimed as his eyes bugged. "That was seven months ago!"

Chris jutted in. "And you know the exact amount of time it's been why?"

"Because I remember everything Seabass says because I'm his number one fan," Anthony declared without hesitation. "I keep all the knowledge," he began as he pointed to his head, "up here."

Chris rolled his eyes. "Whatever, man. That's just weird that you remember that."

"It kinda is," I mumbled as I looked at Anthony.

Anthony flipped me off. "Shut up. I know you do the same shit with me," he said. "I know all those short stories you write are about me, Seabass. Don't question me. I know."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, because you're my first thought that comes to mind always," I replied sarcastically.

Anthony nodded his head and pursed his lips. "Thank you," he cooed.

The three of us joked for a while about our sex lives, more specifically mine, and we continued to talk shit about Billy Redford. Anthony at one point even Googled the poor kid.

"Guess how much his net worth is," Anthony called to Chris and I.

"How much?" I asked as I picked up the tv remote and began flipping through channels.

"I said guess, Dipshit," Anthony replied.

I rolled my eyes in response.

Chris said, "I'm guessing somewhere around, like, five billion."

Anthony made a noise signaling Chris was incorrect. "You're not even close," he replied.

I bit my lip in thought. "Somewhere around ten billion?"

Anthony made another incorrect noise. "Drum roll please," he called, causing Chris and I to hit our thighs as our version of a drum roll. I chuckled as I continued the drum roll with one hand while taking a small swig from the beer bottle with the other. "Fifty three point four billion dollars," Anthony replied, causing me to choke on the beer.

"What?" I exclaimed as I coughed.

"Yup," Anthony replied as he nodded his head.

Chris sighed. "Jesus Christ! That kid is fucking loaded." He shook his head and took a swig of his beer.

"How much is his dad worth?" I asked.

Anthony typed something in his phone before exclaiming, "Seventy two point six billion!"

I slammed my head back against the bed frame as I exclaimed, "We should've been way nicer to that kid!"

"Yeah!" Chris exclaimed. "What were you idiots thinking?"

Anthony replied, "I was thinking about finally getting Sebastian laid. He's starting to act all mopey like his dick shriveled off."

Chris giggled as I glared at Anthony. I continued to flip through channels while tuning Chris and Anthony out, still occasionally hearing Billy Redford's name.

"Woah!" Anthony exclaimed after a while, causing my head to snap towards his direction.

"What?" Chris and I asked at the same time.

"Uh," Anthony stuttered, not knowing what to say. The sounds of people moaning then filled the air with a female voice calling out Billy's name.

"What the fuck are you watching?" I asked as I sat up and moved closer to him. Chris walked over and sat on the end of the bed beside us as he gazed at Anthony's phone.

"Billy Redford's sex tape was just released, like, right now," Anthony replied. The three of us continued to watch the screen as Billy fucked the girl against the wall.

"Why is her face blurred out?" Chris asked.

"Probably an old ex-girlfriend," I replied nonchalantly.

Anthony paused the video and scrolled through some of the comments, his face then becoming more serious. "Turn on the news," Anthony demanded as his eyes snapped to mine.

I cast him a confused look before flipping to the news channel.

The screen showed a picture of Billy's face with a separate picture of Alice's face beside his. The screen then changed to show a mansion with police officers surrounding it while clad in heavily armed attire.

"What the Hell?" I whispered as I continued to watch the screen, turning up the volume as I did so.

The female news reporter said, "Billy Redford, the son of Thomas H. Redford also known as the CEO of one of the largest cigarette companies in the world, is being held hostage in this mansion behind me, along with his friend and possible lover, Alice DeLaurence. A source tells us that they're being held hostage by Alice's husband, Austin DeLaurence, who was recently involved with Tom Daniels' murder because of a sex trafficking scandal which has recently been discovered. As you have probably heard, Billy Redford's sex tape was just released along with an article talking about his teenage abuse and molestation from his father, which we can only assume was a result of Austin DeLaurence's anger because of a possible love affair between Billy and his wife. Both the article and the pornography were released because of an anonymous source. Just less than twelve hours ago, Alice DeLaurence was seen entering The Toldstead hotel with Romanian actor Sebastian Stan, which leads us to believe that that is how Austin knew where she was in the first place because of the TMZ article that was released about them. We'll let you know more as new events unfold here at PGN News."

I gulped as I watched the screen, my heart practically bursting through my chest.

Police then broke into the house and gunshots could be heard. I silently prayed that Alice was ok. Hell, I was even praying that Billy was ok.

"Jesus Christ. We got this kid all wrong, guys," Chris murmured as he stared at his phone. He then proceeded to say, "Billy was raped by his step dad for almost his entire sophomore year of high school."

I covered my face with my hands as I leaned over into my lap.

"Fuck," Anthony whispered as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

The three of us turned to the screen, and it showed Alice's apparent husband, Austin DeLaurence, being led out of the house while handcuffed with some other guy in handcuffs behind him.

"This whole time I thought Billy was a douche, but it's been Austin the whole time," Anthony murmured.

"Shut up," I said as I held a hand in his direction. The screen showed Billy and Alice being escorted out of the house by paramedics. Blood was plastered all over Billy's face as he walked hand in hand with Alice, and his nose looked badly bruised. Alice didn't seemed like she had gotten harmed, however, she looked terrified as her and Billy were led over to the ambulance.

The three of us sat in silence as the news reporter then began going on about what had happened in the house once again, and the camera angle changed to show Billy and Alice wrapped up in a blanket while Billy soothed her while she was crying.

After a few moments, Billy and Alice walked over to the news reporters and Billy made a quick statement before they walked hand in hand down the driveway. Reporters continued to call out to Billy and Alice as they walked away, but neither of them turned back. The screen showed them waiting a few moments before getting in a black SUV and driving off.

"Jesus," Chris murmured.

I slowly laid back against the bed and stared at the ceiling. "If I never sat next to her on that fucking plane, she'd be safe right now," I murmured.

"Don't do that to yourself, man," Chris said. "None of this is your fault."

"Yeah, Seabass. It's all that Austin guy's fault. He's the reason all of this shit happened," Anthony stated as he patted me on the thigh.

I huffed out a sigh. "I'm the reason he found her," I said. "They even said it on the news."

"They say a lot of dumb shit on the news that isn't true," Chris said. "It's just a theory."

"A theory that's probably true," I mumbled.

"Hey," Anthony sighed as he patted my knee. "The good thing is that Alice wasn't hurt."

I immediately sat up. "But look at what Austin did to Billy," I exclaimed. "The article? The sex tape? That was Alice in the sex tape, Anthony." I groaned as I covered my face with my hands. "Oh my God," I groaned. "I just watched Alice fuck Billy."

Anthony sighed as he murmured, "We all, unfortunately, did."

I scoffed at him. "Stop being such a dick to him, Anthony. Especially with all of the shit that just happened."

"I'm sorry," Anthony remarked as he squinted his eyes. "Would you prefer me to go to their hotel room, if they're even still here, and apologize?"

I glared at him. "That's probably not the best idea," I grumbled.

"That's what I thought," Anthony replied as he rolled his eyes.

"Guys, stop," Chris sighed. "That's enough."

The three of us sat in silence for a while as we messed with our phones when we heard a loud bang in the hallway. We all cast each other confused looks before we cautiously got off of the bed.

I cautiously opened the door to see Billy, very drunkenly, stumbling through the hallway while chugging a mini bottle of Grey Goose vodka with another one in his other hand.

Billy began singing, more like yelling, as he stumbled down the hallway. "She wraps those hands around that pole. She licks those lips and off we go. She takes it off nice and slow, because that's pornstar dancin'!" He chugged the rest of the bottle before throwing it down on the ground. "She don't play nice, she makes me beg. She drops that dress around her legs, and I'm sittin' right by the stage for this pornstar dancin'!"

"Jesus," Anthony murmured as the three of us stepped out of my room cautiously, watching as Billy stumbled drunkenly towards us.

"Sebastian Stan!" Billy exclaimed with a wide smile as he opened the other bottle of vodka.

"Hi, Billy," I murmured as I raised an eyebrow while slowly walking towards him with Anthony and Chris trailing behind.

"Dude," Billy slurred as he wobbled in place, almost falling over. "Let me just say," he began as he pointed a finger at me, "today has been a wild ride."

"We saw," I mumbled, casting him an apologetic look.

Billy threw his head back and laughed before taking a swig from the freshly opened bottle of vodka. "I'm guessing you probably saw my sex tape too, didn't you?" He asked as he laughed.

I nodded my head shamefully.

Billy laughed again as his eyes blazed. "You only watched it because you hate me," he laughed as he bent over and held his hands at his knees, one still holding the bottle.

"That's not true," Chris mumbled from behind me, stepping forward as he said it.

"Bullshit!" Billy yelled angrily as he stared at the three of us.

"Woah, man," Chris mumbled as he held his arms out in front of him. "Calm down."

I mentally slapped Chris for saying that.

Billy laughed manically before screaming, "Calm down? You're telling me to fucking calm down?" Billy stumbled while taking a step forward. "I just had my dick plastered all over the internet, Asshole! Do you know what that's like?"

Chris murmured, "No, and I'm sorry that happened. But please, calm-"

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down!" Billy screamed. "I just had my fucking rape story that I only told, like, four or five people about, exposed to the entire fucking world!" Billy stumbled drunkenly over to us and got all up in Chris' face. "Do you know what it's like to be fucking raped by your step father while your mom watches? Do you?" He screamed, causing Chris to flinch and cower back a step.

Other cast mates of ours peered into the hallway and Anthony sent them all reassuring looks.

That didn't stop Billy.

"Do you know what it's like to have to endure that for months?" He whispered. Billy then screamed, "Do you know what it's fucking like to have a video of you circulating around while your face is buried in a girl's pussy? And she's the girl you like! Do you?" Billy took a few deep breaths as he stared Chris down, prompting Chris to take yet another step back. "Didn't think so," Billy mumbled before he almost fell over again.

"Hey," I murmured as I helped him stand up straight, prompting him to then push me off of him.

"Get the fuck off of me, Sebastian," he snarled. "You should've never sat on that fucking plane, Sebastian. Not next to her."

"I know," I mumbled back, agreeing with him completely. "Where is Alice anyway?"

Billy chuckled. "You would like to know. Wouldn't you?" Billy chuckled again before continuing. "I'm betting you wish that you were the one in that fucking video."

I shook my head and mumbled, "No, Billy. I really don't."

Billy shook his head and laughed. "You're only saying that because it got leaked," he exclaimed with a goofy grin on his face. "You don't wanna be the poster boy for PornHub, Sebastian? Because I'll happily give up the throne for you to take," he said.

I sighed before asking again, "Where is Alice, Billy?"

Billy smirked as he closed his eyes. "She's in our hotel room," he slurred.

"Does she know you're ok?" Chris asked while taking a cautious step forward.

Billy shrugged his shoulders. "I told her I was coming back," he slurred. "What I didn't tell her is that I'm supposed to be on a drug deal right now, but I have no fucking clue where my guy is!" He exclaimed.

"Jesus," Anthony sighed as he turned around.

"What were you, uh, picking up, Billy?" Chris asked cautiously.

"A lot," Billy slurred as he laughed. "Speed, acid, weed! See? A lot." Billy then bent over as he gripped his sides from laughing so hard. "Oh my God! That fucking rhymed!"

I sighed as I ran a hand over my face. "How about we take you back to your hotel room and you can go to sleep?" I offered.

Billy shook his head and pulled a small bag out of his pocket containing a white, powdery substance. "Luckily my cocaine guy came," he slurred. "I guess that's a positive for today, right?" He started laughing again.

"I'm out," Anthony mumbled as he shook his head. "I'm not having my fingerprints on that bag, guys. No way."

"I don't want your fingerprints on this bag anyway," Billy slurred. He then cupped the small bag to his face. "This is my cocaine," he cooed.

The elevator doors ringed open and I saw Alice gaze at us from down the hall worriedly.

Billy turned around drunkenly as she ran towards us. "Alice!" He exclaimed as he waved at her with the hand that was holding the bag of cocaine.

"Jesus Christ, Billy," she sighed as she looked him over. "I thought you were just going to get food from the buffet because you were getting the munchies from being drunk."

Billy shook his head as he closed his eyes. "I'm sorry," he squeaked. "But I needed something a little harder to take the edge off."

She rolled her eyes and took the bottle of alcohol out of his hand, causing him to pout.

Billy then smiled. "I also kinda, like, saw an old friend in the bathroom today," he slurred, resulting in all of us raising our eyebrows at him. "That shit brought back memories," he sang.

"What the Hell are you talking about, Billy?" Alice asked.

"Sh," Billy shushed her as he held a finger to her lips. "You're too loud. Someone might hear you," he whispered.

Alice rolled her eyes. "Billy, I was worried sick about your stupid ass! I was running down every fucking hall of this stupid ass hotel looking for you! What the Hell are you doing on this floor?"

Billy shrugged. "I was going on a nature walk," he whispered.

"Jesus Christ, Billy," Alice murmured. She then told him to lean on her shoulder and said her farewells before I offered to help. "Thanks, Sebastian. I really appreciate it, but I don't think that you're exactly the right person for this particular situation," she sighed.

"Why?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

She sighed as she pressed the button for the elevator while Billy began slurring out song lyrics. "You're not exactly his favorite person at the moment," she said.

"Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?" Billy slurred out in a low voice as he grinned at open air darkly.

"I see," I replied with a soft smile.

She smiled back at me as the two stepped into the elevator. "I'm sorry," she cooed. "But another time! I promise," she sighed. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, she yelled, "And you still owe me lunch!"

I chuckled as I walked away from the elevator and back towards Chris and Anthony.

"Ok," Anthony exclaimed as I reached the two of them. "What the actual fuck just happened?"

"I guess Billy Redford slays cocaine," Chris mumbled in response.

I was softly smiling to myself, and Anthony took notice.

"What the actual Hell are you smiling about right now, Sebastian?" Anthony asked with a raised eyebrow.

I raised an eyebrow at him back. "I owe Alice a lunch date."

hello this isn't that great but tbh ive learned i write dark and depressing shit much better compared to my sappy shit.