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Neither of the blondes had taken any notice of the situation until it was much too late. Beatrice had gotten up, letting out a shriek as Kalder had bolted upright. Just a cup or pitcher of water would have likely done the job, but no, it was two barrels worth. It was definitely a wake up call, though once the shock wore off, Kalder finally noticed a rather triumphant looking Demi standing near them. When the hell had she entered? When did she even see them? Trying to wrack his name to try to remember, he realized he was dizzy. It was like he had been slapped awake, disoriented though he did manage to assess the situation.

Kalder couldn't help but scowl at Demi's words, having to bite down on his tongue. So what, it as fine for Demi to go around with whoever the fuck she wanted? What kind of injustice was this? Fine, maybe he was inebriated, but what the hell?! Letting out a cough, he glared at Demi as she would turn her attention to Beatrice. It was actually quite shocking for him to hear her talk to Beatrice like that, especially after the two were on good terms only a short while back.

As Demi pointed her wand at them, Kalder stared at her in disbelief. What delusions had gotten into her head? No one was trying to humiliate her, where the hell had she gotten that idea? [I]She[/I] ended things with [I]him[/I]! But for once, the universe seemed to agree, as Jomana had decided to intervene. She made it perfectly clear she hadn't done it for either one of them--going so far as to agree with Demi that they were egging Demi on. Caleb and Kalder locked eyes for just a moment, but he couldn't read him at all.

Standing up as they left the room, Kalder slicked his hair back, letting out a groan as the music pulsed through the still open door. As he walked over to close it, he was stopped by a giggling girl and a clearly excited Benjamin, who had been trying to push her in. His expression fell immediately as he noticed the soaked Kalder, and he let out a small whine as he looked at the girl.

"[color=springgreen]Wait for me,[/color]" He said, placing one last kiss and having to pull himself away from her before she would entrap him. "[color=springgreen]So, uh--why are you all wet?[/color]"

"[color=green]It doesn't matter,[/color]" Kalder said, slightly shaking from the cold starting to hit him. "[color=green]I didn't bring my wand, do you have yours?[/color]"

"[color=springgreen]No, but stay here, I'm sure Blake has hers,[/color]" Benjamin assured him, making sure to close the door as he left.

Running his hands through his hair, Kalder sneezed. Great, he'd probably catch a cold. As his thoughts began to calm themselves, however, he remembered the other girl in the room. Beatrice sat on the couch, barely registering her wet self as she had her knees drawn to her chest. In all the excitement, he hadn't even asked how she was, though it was clear that she looked completely miserable.

At the very least, he could help her dry off with a towel. Kalder began to look around the room, he noticed a small closet, and was immediately relieved to see a towel on the rack. Grabbing it, he walked over to Beatrice and draped it over her shoulders. His touch made her look up at him, her eyes following as he knelt down in front of her. "[color=green]I'm sorry,[/color]" He apologized.

"[color=crimson]I'm so stupid,[/color]" Beatrice muttered, pulling the towel closer around her as she shivered in place. "[color=crimson]I shouldn't have--don't apologize.[/color]"

He wasn't quite sure where she was going with this, but he couldn't help but smirk slightly. All things considered, he probably shouldn't have been as giddy as he was, but maybe Demi had a point. He had certainly enjoyed it a lot more than he would have expected. "[color=green]You regret it?[/color]"

"[color=crimson]It's not that, I mean, I liked it--[/color]" Beatrice blinked for a moment, processing her thoughts, though her face turned beet red as she realized what she said. "[color=crimson]But it...it wasn't something you wanted. We're just drunk. By tomorrow we'll have forgotten all about it.[/color]"

"[color=green]What if I don't want to forget about it?[/color]" He asked her, his voice low.

Beatrice tore her gaze away from him, shaking her head. "[color=crimson]It doesn't matter, Kal. No matter what I feel, no matter what you feel, at the end of next year you'll be getting [I]married[/I] to someone else.[/color]"

"[color=green]So you didn't mean it when you said you would wait?[/color]"

"[color=crimson]Of course I meant it! I just...I'm clearly in the middle of you and Demi--[/color]" She began.

"[color=green][I]She[/I] ended things with [i]me[/I]. If it were up to me I'd be doing whatever it takes to be with her, but I'm not going to waste my time on someone who doesn't want me![/color]" He argued.

Beatrice laughed, shaking her head at him. "[color=crimson]See? You still have feelings for one another, why else would she do that?[/color]" She pointed out. "[color=crimson]Whether you want to admit it or not, the truth is as plain as day. Everything is complicated, and I'm just making things worse by adding another issue on top of it all.[/color]"

His heart raced as he thought about what she said. Now that he thought about it, Demi's actions made more sense if they were due to a fit of jealousy. Still, it didn't make it right. If she was going to take it out on anyone, it should have been him. It was wrong of her to include Beatrice, though admittedly he was also mildly annoyed they were interrupted. He could still feel Beatrice's lips on his, and he had to quickly distract himself before any inappropriate thoughts popped into his head. He was always convinced that Demi had been the only one for him, but now, he wasn't sure anymore. Not if she was going to go out of her way to attack him like that. But Beatrice had a point; the feelings lingered whether he wanted them to or not.

Looking over at Beatrice, he noticed she had taken off her heels, her hands rubbing her feet in an attempt to get warm. He found it cute, though any positive emotion he had at the moment immediately dissolved as the door would open, Benjamin walking in with Noel and Deva in tow. Of all the people he could have pulled from the party, it had to be the last two people he wanted to see. [I][color=green]Benjamin you idiot![/color][/I] Kalder mentally yelled, though after his little shower he was much more aware of things.

Deva pushed past Benjamin and stomped over to Kalder, promptly slapping him across the face. "[color=palevioletred]I can't believe you![/color]" She screamed in his face, furious. "[color=palevioletred]Do you have [I]any[/I] idea who the hell you're messing with?! You blow me off for that little Mudblood slut and think you can get away with it?! If it wasn't for Noel--[/color]"

To his surprise, Noel placed his hand on her shoulder, pulling her away from Kalder. "[color=yellowgreen]And you snogging Lucian Georgeson doesn't count?[/color]" He couldn't help but point out her hypocrisy, giving his wand a complicated little wave, and steam blew out from the tip of his wand. The warmth was very welcome, although Kalder couldn't tell what was steaming more: Noel's wand or Deva, especially when she stomped out of the room. Once he was fully dry, Noel motioned for Beatrice to stand, and once he was finished, he pocketed his wand.

"[color=green]Why the hell would Benjamin--[/color]" Kalder started, though he realized Benjamin had snuck out among the commotion. This night hadn't gone at all as he had hoped. There was a part of him that blamed the alcohol, all he accomplished was pissing Demi off further. His head pounded against his skull, the alcohol still swimming in his veins.

"[color=crimson]Thank you,[/color]" Beatrice muttered, crossing her arms against her chest. "[color=crimson]I think I'll...just go now.[/color]"

Noel nodded in acknowledgement, though as he turned to leave wordlessly, Kalder grabbed his arm. "[color=green]I'll be right out,[/color]" He told Beatrice. She lingered for a moment, looking between the two, though she would take her leave, and Kalder decided to clear the air once and for all with his so called best friend. "[color=green]Cut the crap, Noel. You've been suspiciously quiet this whole night.[/color]"

His friend smiled at him, shrugging. "[color=yellowgreen]Yeah, I admit I've been enjoying watching you make a fool of yourself,[/color]" Noel admitted. "[color=yellowgreen]But lo and behold, you and Balthazar shacking up--I called it, didn't I?[/color]"

He could feel his temper flare up for a second, but he managed to stay in control. "[color=green]What is wrong with you? I thought we were [i]friends[/i], but here you are practically laughing at me,[/color]" He snapped. "[color=green]I know you're the one that brought Deva along, don't try to hide it.[/color]"

"[color=yellowgreen]I thought it'd be funny. You're engaged to one girl, messing around with another, and your heart is [i]still[/i] with a different one. And they call me the playboy,[/color]" Noel stated, revealing his knowledge. "[color=yellowgreen]You and Demi definitely have a history, the way she acts around you is much too obvious, and I'm not an idiot. But I mean hey, she's clearly chosen the better of the two, and you seem pretty content with Balthazar so...all's well that ends well, right?[/color]"

Kalder was in shock. Noel knew. Noel [i]knew[/i], and he still had the nerve to fool around with Demi. Narrowing his eyes, Kalder slowly nodded. The joke was certainly on him now, wasn't it? "[color=green]Sure. Except...I can promise you it's not a two way street. She'll be with you--and she'll be thinking of me the whole time.[/color]" He stated coldly, ending the conversation by walking about and shouldering Noel out of the way.

As the music returned in full force, Kalder realized he needed to get the hell out of there before he took out his anger on the wrong person. Pushing through the crowd, he got through to the exit, ignoring his friends and any others that would call out to him, though he was relieved to see Beatrice waiting for him. She looked at him, her arms crossed. He shook his head, though he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and together they walked away in silence.