Guess Whose Back? (Bree/John/Elle)

Elle sighed as she sunk down in the chair.

"Like that's going to stop her...she probably has something already lined up." Elle muttered. "Conniving bitch."

"I'm not going to let that slut win." John said.

"We can't win this...I'll just sign the damn contract and hope the damn tape doesn't go out." Elle said.

"She's going to torture you if you let her work for you." John said.

"And if I don't, that make it a greater possibility of that sex tape going out." Elle said.

"True." John muttered.

Elle sighed as she ran her hands through her hair.

"What can I do for you? I feel really bad." John said.

"You can't do anything." Elle said.

John sighed then sat down.

Elle closed her eyes as she rubbed her temples.

"Need anything?" John asked.

"No..." Elle muttered.

John sighed.

"Are you sure? You look like you have a headache." John said.

"You would too if you found out there was a sex tape of my screwing your brother." Elle said.

John nodded.

"Sorry." John said.

Elle shrugged.

John sat on a chair then ran his hands over his hair.

"I should go tell Bree that I'll sign the contract." Elle said.

"You think she'll really keep the tape hidden if you let her work for you?" John asked.

"Nope, but it's worth a shot." Elle said.

John nodded.

"I feel bad that you're forced to do this." John said.

"Yeah, well you're the one that cheated and yet I'm the one who keeps getting punished for it." Elle said.

"Must you always remind me of that? I get it I cheated on you and I'm sorry." John said.

"No, you obviously don't get it." Elle said.