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Equilibrium	By : meow Category: Individual Celebrities > Taylor Pyatt Views: 938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Taylor Pyatt. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 11

"Shit. No wonder Mo's so damn protective," whistled Willie.

"Well, it's been nice knowing the kid… A real shame, too… we need all the scoring we can get," Ohly threw in.

"Is that Sam?" said one of the Twins, joining the group huddled around the camera.

"Yeah, she had a thing with Ruuts. And we all know where he is right now, don't we?" joked Cooke.

"Oh, is that why he and Mo never got along?"

"I knew she and Py had a thing going on. Fitzy owes me twenty bucks!"

"Can you imagine what the reception would be like if we posted these on that Picture Thread? All those puckbunnies would go nuts!"

"Yeah, and you'd get banned again within seconds."

"What are you guys yapping about? Did someone say `puckbunnies'," laughed Mo coming over the boards.

"No! We're not up to anything," cried Kesler, hiding the camera behind his back. He tried to pass it off to Burr, but Burr refused to get involved and started backing away.

"You're an absolutely horrible liar, Kes," Mo said, now very suspicious. "What's got you guys all rattled up about? Hand it over," Mo said with misleadingly friendly smile on his face.

"…Alright… just… have mercy on the poor guy, `k? And make sure you clean up the crime scene real good. Those CSI guys can find anything," he added hurriedly before handing over the camera and running for it.

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"Hey, Burr, have you seen my camera? I could have sworn I left in on the bench…"

"Uh …" I could have sworn his attention momentarily drifted to my chest as colour sprang across his face.

"Burr? …Is that a `yes'?" I laughed. "It sounds like a `yes' but you've gotta give me a couple more syllables, please," I prodded.

"… Mo has it," he said in a quiet voice.

"Oh… wait, he what?!"

"Lookin' hot, Sam," winked Bieksa as he came by.

"Oh, God."

I really needed some female friends.

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I rummaged through Mo's cubby above his equipment stall frantically. Where the hell was it? Maybe in his bag?

"Looking for something?" I jumped, caught with one hand in his gym bag.

Damn it.

"I think it's time for that coffee trip, don't you," Mo held the camera in front me.

We ended up wandering through Gastown, coffees in hand. I wished that I was the one with the sunglasses and hat.

"So, what's the story?" he chirped up finally.

"You saw them, didn't you? The pictures? That's the story. I'm teaching Pyatt some photography techniques," I said, my voice dipping into sarcasm.

"Sam..." he warned from behind his makeshift disguise.

I sighed. "I don't know what you want me to say, Mo. Do you need to be there to give consent before I have sex with anyone?" A couple of old women walked by us so I had to lower my voice a bit.

He looked uncomfortable after I said the `s' word. Good. Sex, sex, sex, I shouted silently.

"Is this another… Is he another Ruutu?" he said, choosing to ignore my rhetorical question, jumping into his real concern.

"You can't possible think that," I said hurt, "Pyatt is my boyfriend. Ruuts was a drunken fling. You can't compare the two."

He mouth was in a firm line, as if he were frowning and wasn't quite convinced. The look put me on the offensive.

"How long have you known me, Mo? How well do you know me? Is this who you think I am? An easy fuck?" I tried to control my disgust. "That night with Ruutu was one slip. One. You have to let it go," I pleaded, "Don't drag up what's in the past."

"That's not what I meant, Sam," he said tight lipped.

"Isn't it? Are you worried that you think Py's using me for sex or are you more worried that he isn't?" I asked softy. For someone who wanted this conversation, he wasn't pulling his weight. What was going on in Mo's head, I wondered. "I lo- I like him, Mo," I caught myself. "I like him a lot. And he's a good guy," not that Ruutu wasn't – deeper down, I added silently, reaching for his hand and giving it a light squeeze. I took a sip of my mocha.

"Look, I'm sorry the guys saw those photos; I'm sorry you had to see them," I mumbled the last part, looking away in embarrassment. "God, we're so `in your face' aren't we? That's why you can't even stand to look me in the face," I concluded aloud. "If only he wasn't a team mate-"

"That wouldn't matter. It'd still be the same," he said gruffly.

"Then, what, Mo? I'm trying to tell you that I might be falling for the guy and you don't have anything to say? No "if he breaks your heart, I'm going after him" speech?"

"You think this is easy, Sam? You think it's easy seeing you-"

"Seeing me what?" I interrupted, eager to hear what he wanted to get off his chest.

"…" His looked at the Steam Clock, the knickknacks in a souvenir shop, his coffee, anywhere but at me.

"Seeing me what?" I repeated slowly, stopping at the end of the block.

"Nothing. Forget it. We should start heading back," he said, shutting me out again, as cars stopped for us to cross the street.

"No." I couldn't move my feet. My heart felt like it'd jumped into my throat so that I couldn't breath. This was important. I could feel that it was important. A moment passed and then another, but just as I was beginning to change my mind and let him have his way, Mo broke his silence.

"I keep forgetting that you're not a teenager anymore, that you're not that scared girl who needed a friend more than anything in the world," he said turning to me as he took off his sunglasses, symbolically removing the barrier between us. "Somewhere along the line, we created this balance," he waved his free hand back a forth from his body to mine, then it dropped to his side and leaned in dangerously close.

"What's happening to us?"
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