Sore Loser (TF)

While Kenny and Claire were wrapped up with each other, a floor below, Juliet and Brian were getting close to wrapping up their billiards rematch, and considering how drunk the two were, what a long rematch it was. Unlike all the earlier matches Juliet played against Brian at the graduation party, she was actually in the lead. All she had to do was sink the eight ball, and she could claim victory. And more importantly, rub Brian's smug face in it.

Juliet circled around the pool table and began to line up her shot, "Don't even think about it. Thinking about it will only make you stressed. No way you could mess this up. You totally have it. Victory is in your hands," Brian encouraged, but the teasing nature of his voice only got the hot-headed brunette angrier,

"Shut up, Brian! You're not psyching me out! So put a fucking sock in it!" Juliet shouted back at him.

She blew out a sharp breath, shook her head clear, and started to line up her shot again, "Oh, believe me...I'd definitely put more than a sock in it," The blonde teen hummed back, tracing his eyes down Juliet's bent-over form,

Juliet dropped her head, hissing out a growl, "Oh my god, shut the hell up, you fucking jackass!"

"What? I'm making side comments to myself; if you can't ignore them, that's not my fault,"

"Oh my god, I hate you so -- Just want to punch you right in the face," Brian began to break out into snickering laughter at Juliet's grumbles, "Oh, we'll see how funny it is when pretty boy has a split fucking lip,"

"Aw, so you really do find me attractive,"

"Quiet!"

Brian settled himself and stood silently as Juliet pulled back her stick and took a sharp shot. The cue ball smacked into the eight ball and sent it right into the right corner pocket, "Yes!" Juliet cheered, and in the very next second, she watched the cue ball roll into the left corner pocket, "No!"

Brian instantly doubled over, heaving with laughter, "No fucking way! That did not just happen!" Juliet gritted her teeth, her whole body was trembling with fury, and she slammed her pool stick down onto the table.

"Shut up!" Juliet's face was just about burning red, though Brian wasn't sure if that was just from the anger or some embarrassment too, "You're such a dick! You're always a dick, Brian! This is why I can't stand you!"

Brian's laughs trailed off, and he sighed, tossing his stick lightly onto the table as well, "Seriously? Are you going to be this big of a sore loser about this? I'm not laughing at you, Juliet; I'm laughing at what happened,"

"I know you, Brian; you can't fucking scam me!" Juliet denied, wildly throwing a hand up in resentment, "You're a self-centered, spoiled jerk who thinks they can act however they want, and girls will swoon because of your fucking money!"

"Oh really now?" Brian crossed his arms with a slightly amused smirk on his face, "Well, Ms.Clark, you're no peach yourself. You're one spoiled little brat."

"Excuse me?!" Juliet stormed right over to Brian, pushing up and getting right in his face, "What did you call me?" Brian remained unfazed, "No, go on, say it again; I fucking dare you, White!"

Brian slowly leaned forward and, with a taunting grin, looked Juliet in the eye, "I said. You're a spoiled. Little. Brat."

"Oh! Oh fucking really?! I'm spoiled?! I'm a brat?! Look at you! You walk around like the town fucking owes you! You go through girl after girl, taking them for their bodies before dumping them after! And you act like you're the nice guy, but in reality, you're just some scumbag playing a part!"

"You know what? I did do those things, you're right," Brian wholeheartedly agreed, "But that's not who I am anymore. I've changed. People have seen that, everyone but you. You'd rather live in this little bubble where whatever judgment you have is ironclad law. Which is a fucking shame because you're actually a fucking dime of a girl, but it makes you so hard to want after a while,"

"See! Right there!" Juliet jutted a finger in Brian's face, "You just did it! You insulted me, you pretended to take accountability but dodged it anyway, and then you hit on me! That's all you do! And what's worse, you don't even do it because you like me; you do it because it's instinct. It's the only way you know how to talk to a woman. If I didn't have tits and a vagina, I'd be dead to you!"

"Damn, I guess I should go and tell JJ and Kenny I'm no longer friends with them since they aren't chicks," Brian sarcastically retorted, his brow now furrowing, "And you have no idea how I feel about you. You only know what you think. That's how you function, Juliet," Juliet blew out a scoff and turned her back to him, "Besides, I only do it so much because I know you like it," Brian muttered,

"What?" Juliet immediately looked back, "I do not like it. It pisses me off to no fucking end,"

"You so like it; you just have to pretend you hate it because you need to hate me," Brian tucked his hands into his pockets, "If you stopped hating me for five minutes, you'd realize how much you're actually attracted to me,"

Juliet looked Brian up and down, "You think I can't recognize looks? No shit Brian, you look good but so fucking what! Your personality belongs in a dumpster!"

"Right next to yours?" Brian grinned,

"You better stop pushing me! I'm just about fed the fuck up with it!" Juliet warned, stepping closer to him,

"Oooh, I'm so scared; what are you going to do? Call me a dick again? Storm out?" Juliet's eyes flared, and she lifted her hand, lashing it out to smack Brian across the face, but the blonde caught her wrist just a second before impact, "Whoa there," Juliet was pulled in closer to him while she tugged against his hold.

"Let me go. Now!" Juliet growled,

"What? Too close? This confuse your hatred and desire?" Brian laughed just as he let her go. Juliet pursed her lips and rubbed her wrist, "Alright, whatever, I'm done. We can go to bed, and in the morning, you can continue to ignore and hate me, okay?" Brian watched as the brunette's whole body tensed; her hand shot out, grabbing him by the collar, and finally, Brian flinched, expecting a sharp punch in the face. However, what he was met with instead, was the brunette abruptly yanking him forward and her lips smashing against his. Brian let out a loud surprised hum into her mouth and yanked back, "Whoa, what the fuck are you doing?"

"Shut the fuck up and kiss me, asshole," Juliet growled back, jumping right up and wrapping her legs right around his body while her lips returned to his and her tongue needful worked its way into Brian's mouth.