Love or Lust (LOL): Part 2

Day 22

Sunday.

My least favorite day of the week.

I’m reminded exactly what day it is when Claudia knocks on my door early as shit, hands me a package, and walks away without a word. This week’s packet of information, all stuff I’ll look at later once I’m awake and in the mood, along with a card to vote for immunity. At least I know who I’m nominating this week, not that he’ll be granted it.

Because two people are going to leave today. Two people that I like. One of those people could be me depending on how the votes go.

It’s probably a good thing that we only vote for the opposite sex. I feel like the other girls would like to see me leave. It didn’t dawn on me until this morning that I haven’t really seen or heard from any of them this week. I mean, I know we’ve all been a little preoccupied with our own stuff, but the more I think about it, the more it feels like I’m being left out.

Everyone was at the pool the other morning when I was leaving Jace’s villa.

Everyone except me and Jace.

No one knocked on his door to invite him.

I doubt anyone came looking for me.

Was that intentional? Did they know we were together?

Lennon knew. He saw me run into his place the night before. Courtney might have as well. I’m not sure if she followed Lennon when he chased after me or not.

Ugh!

Why do I even care? It’s not like I’ll stay close to any of them after this. We’re from different parts of the country. Once we’re voted off, that’s it. Our friendship is more than likely over. There’s no reason for us to stay in contact.

Still, as I lie on the couch staring at my ceiling, I dread what I know is going to happen tonight. I don’t want to see any of them sent home. It doesn’t seem fair in a way. You get one shot to impress the guys. Either they think you try too hard or not hard enough. You’re in competition with other women to gain their attention.

And vice versa for the guys.

Will the girls try and vote Lennon or Jace off? Knowing that their sights are set on me?

That doesn’t seem fair either. To eliminate someone just because they don’t have any interest in you.

My mind bounces between how unfair the rules are, hating the game, and thoughts of Jace for the next hour before I finally pull myself out of bed. My phone has chimed at least five times since waking up, and I’ve ignored it every single time, not ready to deal with whoever is trying to get in contact with me.

After making coffee and showering, I settle in on the couch and pray for time to slow down. I still have a few hours before I need to start getting ready for tonight’s meeting. Ready to vote off a good guy that deserves to stay here as much as anyone else.

Rolling my eyes, I reach for my phone when it chimes again. Not once, or twice, but three times in a row. I regret the decision as soon as I see who’s texting me.

WREN: A TV show? Really, Presley?

WREN: I can’t believe you fucking told everyone why we broke up!

WREN: We have to talk. Please call me.

WREN: Or text me.

WREN: You can’t ignore me forever.

WREN: Answer your phone.

WREN: We need to talk about this. You aired our dirty laundry on national television. Everyone knows what happened.

WREN: Listen, I know you didn’t think they would put it on TV, but they did. You need to do damage control while the cameras are rolling.

WREN: Presley. Please answer your damn phone. I’m sorry for what I did, but that was between us.