REGGIE

I was beyond pissed off. No, we weren't exactly sure that Zacky was drugging Lily Ann with Rohypnol, but it was the likeliest explanation for why she couldn't remember both nights that she had been alone with him, when her drinks had been prepared beforehand on both occasions.

I had been seething about it, and Lily Ann had been in a sort of shell shocked state, not answering any phone calls or text messages, which had, of course, prompted Zacky to blow her phone up on a nuclear level.

Finally, after about three hours of the heavily suspended silence in the living room, I heard her quietly answer her phone in her bedroom. Narrowing my eyes, I strained my ears to listen, trying desperately to hear what she was saying.

"Yea, sorry, I haven't been feeling too good today...no, no, I'm fine...yea sure, sounds great..." I heard her pause and then laugh. "You're ridiculous...of course it's in a good way, silly...sure, I'll see you then...bye."

When I heard her soft foot steps padding down the hallway, I straightened up and pretended that I was really into the episode of Ink Masters that I was watching, muttering indiscernible comments about one of the tattoos.

"Hey, Reg?" She asked softly, plopping herself down on the couch. I looked over at her.

"Yea?"

"I have an idea on how I can find out if Zacky has been drugging me or not, but I'm going to need your help." I tilted my head to the side and turned the TV down, turning to give her my full attention.

"Anything you need, Lil. You know that," I said, concerned about whatever plan she had been formulating. Lily Ann had never been one to fully think through any plans that she cooked up in that pretty little blonde noggin of hers. She was a thrill seeker by default, and her disturbing lack of fear usually caused her to go to alarming extremes whenever she decided to do something.

Which was exactly why I was prepared to partner up with her.

"Zacky wants to take me out to dinner tomorrow night, and then back to his place for a movie," she explained, slowly. "I figured if he's up to something, he'll probably try it when we get back to his place. That's why I want to run up to the mall today and grab some of those little mini Nanny Cams and plant them in his house to see if I can catch whatever has been going on."

I frowned. "How do you plan on getting the cameras into his house without him knowing?"

"Well," she started, those big blue eyes twinkling at me and a smile stretching her doll-like features, "that's where you come in. I need you to break into his house while we're gone and set them up for me..."

"WHAT?! Have you fucking lost your mind?! How in the world do you expect me to get into his house?!" I shouted, waving my arms around frantically. She arched her brow, watching me. "Oh come on, like you've never broken into someone's house before."

She had me there. I got into a lot of trouble in high school for vandalism against some super irritating hipster girls who kept harassing Lily Ann and me. So one day, I broke into their houses, trashed their bedrooms, and stole some incredibly personal items like diaries and pictures to display at the Homecoming pep rally in our Junior year. While it went over successfully and hilariously, I fucked up when I didn't plan on one of the girls' parents having security cameras. I spent a good six months on probation for that one, and thankfully had it expunged off of my record when I turned eighteen.

"Okay, but what if he has security cameras or an alarm system?" I asked, waiting for her brilliant idea.

She shrugged, picking at her thumb nail. "I don't know if he does or not. But we have to do something, Reg. If he's been drugging me, then I doubt he's going to stop or let me just disappear. No movie, book, or news story about that shit has ever ended with the chick just being like 'well, it's been fun and all, but I've gotta go' and the guy's like 'alright, see you around'."

I snorted a little, throwing my arms around his tiny body. "Of course I'll help, Lil. You knew I would. Besides, even if I got caught and he really is drugging you, I'm sure I wouldn't get in too much trouble with the evidence. No one would have to know I was actually planting cameras."

She let out a relieved sigh and hugged me back. "Thanks Reg."

LILY ANN

I walked out of Best Buy later on that day, holding my shopping back tightly in my hand and set off towards my car at a determined pace. I drove home, feeling the adrenaline pumping through my body at what I was about to do, and felt a strong sense of purpose.

Reggie and I had gone online to see what we could find, and settled on the Sabrent Security Spy Camera. It was super tiny, and could easily plug into the TV to play back whatever it recorded, and it was easy to set up. I bought three of them and the memory cards, planning to have Reggie put one in the living room, the kitchen, and the master bedroom. Hopefully that would be enough, but I didn't figure there was really any other place I would need to look out for.

When I got home, Reggie and I read through the instruction manuals twice, making sure that we had a clear understanding of them, and them made a ridiculous documentary-style video for a test run, which had us in giggles by the time we were done.

I was taking this whole situation pretty well, which was probably due to me having a plan on how to fix it. I had no doubt that Reggie would be able to get in and out unnoticed. She was pretty good at stealth and she loved this black ops style shit. Plus, the cameras were really great little ones with high definition quality picture and limited graininess.

Alright, Mr. Vengeance. Let's see what you're all about.

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"Yo, Reg! What did I do with that cute little black clutch that matches my Choos?!" I yelled out of my bedroom, clawing through the ridiculous piles of shit in my closet. I may be OCD, but I'm also a "collector" of sorts.

My name is Lily Ann Williams, and I am a hoarder.

"It's on the top shelf of your closet!" I heard from down the hall, and when I looked up, I smiled. What would I do without her? Not only did she agree to illegal breaking-and-enterings and trespassings, but she also remembered the little details. My savior.

I heard the doorbell ring, and I shuffled across the hall to the bathroom to check my hair. I had decided to dress sexy casual, with some black skinny jeans, some adorable Jimmy Choo booties, a red clingy top that hug off of one shoulder, and my matching clutch. Minimal jewelry, smoky eyes, and blood red lips. I'd do me.

I heard Reggie make small talk with Zacky, and decided to make my appearance before she snapped and tried to murder him in the living room. Blood was NOT something I wanted to scrub out of a white carpet tonight, and Reggie would probably try to curb stomp him on the door frame.

Zacky looked over Reggie's shoulder when he caught sight of me, and he smirked, playing with one of his snake bites. "You look fucking ravishing, Lily," he said, his breathy tone making my own breath hitch. Sure, he may be drugging and sexually assaulting me, but damn was he still fine as hell.

I felt that flush betraying me, like Brutus to Cesar. Et tu, Brute? Walking up to him, I folded myself into the hug that he offered, glancing sideways at Reggie and giving her a reassuring smile and a wink. This was going to work. This had to work.

In my head, I was praying that everything would turn out to be a huge misunderstanding, and that I was just losing my touch. Or maybe I had actually drank way more than I thought and just lost track of it. Maybe we'd get the cameras back to the house and he would prove to be a perfect gentleman. Maybe I wouldn't even need the cameras. I wasn't exactly planning on staying the night with him anyways.

"Ready to go?" He asked, pulling away from me and turning to open the door. I nodded, following him through the door. I threw a glance back at Reggie as I went to pull the door shut, mouthing game on as I disappeared behind the heavy wooden door.

REGGIE

Let me tell you right now. I felt like a complete bad ass as I crept around the side of the dark house and found my best entrance. It was actually almost comical, due to the fact that the back French doors that led to his pool were unlocked. Go fucking figure. But I wouldn't tell Lily Ann that. Nah, I'd make it sound like some impossibly difficult quest that would give Mission Impossible a run for its money.

I slipped through the dark house, pretending to be a ninja at some point, and then giggling to myself. Then I would shush myself for being so loud, and then shush myself again for shushing too loud. It was actually a wonder that I hadn't smashed into something and broken it, considering I would stop to do a ridiculous tuck and roll like I was on Miami Vice every once in a while. Hey, it's not every day that you break in to a rock star's mansion to plant spy cameras to find out if they're a fucking psycho or not.

After setting the little micro cameras up in the kitchen, living room, and master bedroom, I made my way through the house, figuring I'd snoop a little bit since I had so much time. The bottom floor of the house was pretty standard, with the kitchen, two guest rooms, two bathrooms, the living room, and a nice lounge-style game room near the back of the house. The second floor had a bathroom, the master bedroom, two bedrooms, and what appeared to be an office.

Creeping into the office, I closed the door behind me and tip-toed over to the huge L-shaped desk that consumed the far corner of the room, making sure I didn't disturb any of the guitars or other sound equipment that were lined up neatly against the wall. Come to think of it, these two were fucking perfect for each other with their ridiculous obsession for order and neatness. They could fucking color code something or draw graphs about graphs.

Before I could make it all of the way to the desk, my phone started vibrating in my pocket. Frantically, I snatched it out and looked at the screen, noticing Brian's name flashing with an adorably drunk picture of us at his house party. Smiling, I answered.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing much. Just wanted to know if you wanted to see me tonight."
"Absolutely! When and where?" I smiled.

"About an hour down at the beach. I figured we could get some ice cream or something and walk on the shore."

A fucking hopeless romantic. Swoon.

"Sounds amazing. I'll see you soon."

"Not soon enough."

I smiled and hung up the phone, continuing my mission. Of course, the computer was locked, but I noticed a couple of thumb drives sitting on the desk. As much as I wanted to snag one and take it back to the house, I was sure he would notice them missing.

Remembering the Rohypnol, I ran from bathroom to bathroom checking medicine cabinets and drawers, but I found nothing. Frowning, I decided that it was best to leave the rest of the job up to the cameras to see if they could find anything. I said a short, silent prayer and shot Lily Ann a text.

Done. Meeting Brian at beach for ice cream. Keep me posted. - Reggie.

Thx. Love you. - LA <3

I smiled down at my phone and crept back out of the house, figuring I'd go ahead and make my way to the beach. It would be better to wait for Brian there than go all the way home first. I felt nervous about leaving Lily Ann to deal with this on her own for the rest of the evening, but the adrenaline from breaking in to Zacky's house still had me going strong and the possibility of doing something so normal and romantic with Brian had me giddy.

I jogged down the street to where I parked my car and got in, sending Brian a text that I was just going to head to the beach and that I would see him whenever he got there. Putting my car into drive, I left Zacky's street, confident that these cameras were a great idea.

BRIAN

"Not soon enough."

I hung up the phone, sitting back in the driver's seat of my Audi and watching the dark house. I could barely see flashes of light coming from the office window on the second floor, and I shook my head with a soft smirk. Did they really think that they were going to get away with something like this? Did we look like idiots?

When Lily Ann ignored Zacky's phone calls yesterday, it pissed him off pretty bad. He goes on these mood swings, and when he gets like that, it's better to steer clear of him. I had been working my magic on Reggie and building trust with her, which was going pretty fucking smoothly, but of course it would be. Was it that surprising that I could sweep this girl off of her feet?

When Lily Ann agreed to go on the date with Zacky, he had kept a close eye on her. He even followed her to the mall and watched her go into Best Buy to buy those cute little spy cameras. Who the fuck did they think they were? Inspector Gadget? Give me a fucking break. Which would explain why I was here. I had a feeling Reggie's bad ass would be here to set them up during this diversion.

I told Zacky that Lily was going to get suspicious. That first house party was proof enough that that girl could drink with the best of them, and I knew that she would be able to tell that something was off when she went down after six shots. Don't get me wrong, I was enjoying the benefits of it with him, but indirectly. These two Scooby Doo gals weren't the only ones who knew about little spy cameras, and Zacky was all too eager to share his work with me, as I did with him.

I watched as Reggie crept out of the house and down the street to her car, opening the text as soon as she sent it. I waited until a few minutes after she drove off before heading into the house and checking for the cameras. I found the one in the kitchen and the living room, but that was all I could manage. If there was anything else, I was hoping it was no where that would catch too much.

Heading back out of the house, I locked up for him and got back into my car, pulling my phone out.

Hey bro. Found the cameras. Meeting Reg at the beach. - Gates

Thanks man. I'll have something special for you by tomorrow. ;) - ZV

I smirked, putting my car into drive.

Have fun. - Gates

I drove off down the dark street, heading to the beach to have my own bit of fun. Time to take the game to the next level.

Notes

So, I've noticed as I read through the chapters that there are a few errors here and there with the grammar, and also the fact that Lily Ann's eyes were green in the first chapter and now, mysteriously, they are blue. Roll with it, please? Lack of sleep does that to a woman! :D

So this chapter is a little longer, and it's bringing us into our main drama. Are we excited?! I know I am! I can't wait to get this going!

I really love all of your comments and motivation. You've really made this story so much more fun to write.

@SynysterRyn - You shall have much Zacky smut very very soon. Quite possibly in the next chapter. And it shall be super dirty...and super sexy. ;)

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