Back In The Day (John)

"She should be dropped on a deserted island somewhere." John said.

"She'd still find a way to make someone's life hell." Elle said.

"Probably. Stupid, selfish bitch." John muttered.

"I hate her." Elle said.

"You're not the only one." John said.

"Again, I am going to say you were crazy when you decided to date her." Elle said.

"That and I had to have been drunk the whole entire time. I refuse to believe I was in the right state of mind during all that." John said.

"I think you were thinking with the wrong head." Elle said. "I mean, she is a supermodel."

"I...think you're probably right. I was being an idiot." John said.

"You remember when I came over to get my stuff, you two were there? You acted like such a smug bastard, I didn't even know that was you I was talking to." Elle said.

"Yeah...definitely not one of my best moments." John said.

"Yeah...you're telling me.." Elle muttered.

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Flashback

Elle sighed as she pulled up to what was her house that she shared with John. She didn't want to be here right now, but she had no choice. A lot of her stuff was still here and it was hard to fill up the townhouse she had bought without her stuff, along with Anthony's.

She wanted this to be quick and painless, but with Bree there, she knew it wouldn't be that easy. She opened the door with her key and walked inside, of course, luck wasn't on her cause as soon as she walked inside there was Bree and John.

"Great..." Elle muttered, closing the door behind her.

"Aww...little sister, this is a nice surprise." Bree said.

John looked over when he heard someone at the door then laughed.

"Well, well, well what brings you here?" John asked Elle before put an arm around Bree.

"To get the rest of my and our..I mean, my son's stuff." Elle said.

"Oh, you mean your crap." Bree said, her arms going around John. "I moved it, it was getting in the way of my stuff."

"We should have just put it outside near the trash instead of the garage, that's where that shit belongs." John said.

"Ooh, that's a great idea. I can't believe I didn't think of it. You are so smart, Johnny." Bree said, raising up to kiss John.

"I think I am going to puke." Elle muttered.

"Aw, Elle, don't be mad. I am taking of John a lot better than you did." Bree said.

"She is. I definitely was missing out on the better sister during those wasted years with you. She's so much better than you in everyway possible." John said before he kissed Bree.

"You are such an asshole." Elle said, looking away in disgust before she went upstairs.

Bree smiled, kissing John back. "That was so sweet, John."

John shrugged off Elle's insult then smirked at Bree.

"Yeah I know baby." John said before he deepened the kiss.

Elle couldn't help but feel a bit hurt, even though she hated him right now. She shook her head and went up the stairs to get her things.

(*sighs* If this gets annoying, let me know, BUT I found yet ANOTHER connection. A Britney/Kat one. Kat's a radio station, it plays Britney's song plays all of a sudden the camera and when she pay attention, she starts dancing to the song. lol.)

"Don't stay too long! I want to have my way with Bree!" John yelled up the stairs.

(Are you kidding me? These aren't annoying. lol I love all these connections, they're so cool. lol And that's a funny connection.)

"Fuck you John." Elle spat out from upstairs.

"Ugh, she ruins everything." Bree said impatiently.

"You wish you could!" John yelled back before he shook his head and looked at Bree.

"I know babe, I'm sorry." John said.

"It's okay, baby. I'm you'll make up it to me very, very soon." Bree smirked.

"Oh I will and if she's not gone within five minutes we're doing it in the guest room." John said.