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Post by GIOVANNA on Apr 25, 2011 2:49:56 GMT -5
Brooke's Mansion The Same Time
Brooke cleaned up the breakfast dishes, her face dark. The night before she had crawled into bed with a book and fallen asleep, which was unusual. Normally she and Ridge had dinner with Hope and then they locked the door and had sex. But ever since her meeting with Bill, she had this nagging feeling that something was wrong.
I wonder if Ridge is being unfaithful?
No, why would he be? They were screwing more than most newlyweds.
The phone rang and she picked it up.
Brooke: Hello?
Voice: Hello, Brooke? It's Eric.
Brooke: Oh, hello, Eric. How are you this morning?
He cleared his throat.
Eric: Fine, thank you for asking. Have you seen the news?
Brooke: No, why?
Eric: How are things with Ridge?
Brooke: Fine, why wouldn't they be?
He coughed.
Eric: Well, according to Inside Fashion, Ridge was unfaithful. I called him and he didn't deny it.
She felt her face heat up and her knees buckle.
Brooke: I-don't believe it.
Eric: I hate to be the one to break it to you, but Jarred called earlier.
Brooke: Oh, God.
She felt her eyes water, then sat down.
Eric: You may be getting some bad press. Look, Stephanie doesn't know yet, but it's just a matter of time.
Brooke cleared her throat. When she started talking, her voice sounded hollow.
Brooke: Who is she, Eric? Do you know?
Eric: Taylor. Ridge and Taylor. There was a tape.
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Post by TINA (soapsecretary) on Apr 25, 2011 22:44:57 GMT -5
I'm glad it was Eric that gave her the heads up because you know damn well Hag'll be over there gloating about it as soon as she gets wind of it.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Apr 26, 2011 1:28:40 GMT -5
The Forrester Mansion The Same Time
Eric held the phone in his hand. He hated being the bastard who spilled the beans to Brooke, but he felt that it was the least he could do. Even though they were divorced, he would have been lying if he said he didn't care for her, just a little.
Eric: Brooke? Are you there?
He heard sniffling.
Brooke: Yes, I'm here.
Eric: I'm going to come over. Whatever you do, don't answer the phone and don't talk to the press. And DON'T let Stephanie in.
Brooke: This tape-was it legitimate?
Eric: Yes, I'm sorry.
Brooke: Dammit.
Eric: Just stay put, I'm on my way over there.
He hung up and the phone rang. He exhaled as he picked it up.
Eric: Hello?
Voice: Hello, Eric? Have you seen the news?
He coughed in irritation at the caller's voice.
Eric: Yes, I have.
Voice: Well, nice of you to tell me.
Eric: Stephanie.
Stephanie: What?
Eric: Stay out of it.
Stephanie: Excuse me?
Eric: I said stay out of it. And do NOT go near Brooke.
Stephanie: I really don't know what you mean.
Eric: Come on, who do you think you're talking to?
Stephanie: My son wises up to where that woman is concerned and you rush me out of the house? Don't you think I had a right to know?
Eric: No, I don't. At least not before Brooke found out that she was being stabbed in the back. And I repeat, stay away. This is humiliating enough for Brooke without you running over there to crow and gloat.
Stephanie: I really resent you acting like I would do something like that.
Eric shook his head. She was unbelievable.
Stephanie: However, I'm not going to pretend to feel sorry for her. This is payback as far as I'm concerned. And I'm not sorry that Ridge and Taylor reunited.
Eric: Don't you think you're counting your chickens?
Stephanie: No, I don't. And when Ridge sees that Taylor is the only woman for him, he will reunite for their family.
Eric: Oh, I see. And screw RJ and Hope?
Stephanie laughed nastily.
Stephanie: I feel bad for Hope, but as for RJ, well, he's better off with his father and Taylor than that tramp.
Eric: Tread carefully, Stephanie, you do know that I have Jonathon on speed dial.
Stephanie: And what do you mean by that?
Eric: Just what I said. And may I remind you of just why I divorced you all those years ago, it was because you constantly interfered in Ridge's private life and had this habit of gloating in the nastiest way possible to the woman who got left out in the cold, especially if the woman in question was Brooke.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Apr 26, 2011 1:50:08 GMT -5
I'm glad it was Eric that gave her the heads up because you know damn well Hag'll be over there gloating about it as soon as she gets wind of it. Oh, of course. But I am going to give Brooke and Eric backbones, so the battleax may run into a brick wall. Too bad for her.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Apr 27, 2011 1:58:51 GMT -5
Forrester Creations, Ridge's Office Same Time
Stephanie narrowed her eyes. She could not believe that Eric was throwing that bit of ancient history in her face.
Stephanie: What kind of dig is that?
Eric: It's not a dig.
Stephanie: Well, that explains why you hustled me out of the house.
Eric: Good-bye, Stephanie.
Stephanie: Coming to the office?
Eric: No, I'm not.
Stephanie: Of course you are, and bring Jonathon. We need to have annulment papers drawn up.
Eric: Were you not listening? Stay out of it.
Stephanie: I will not. If I don't move swiftly, that bitch will work Ridge over. She'll use everything in her arsenal to guilt him into staying. The sooner those papers are drawn up, the sooner we can all move on with our lives.
Eric: Good-bye, Stephanie.
Stephanie: Excuse me?
Eric: I have some errands to run.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 2, 2011 1:42:27 GMT -5
Brooke's Mansion The Same Time
Brooke sat at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee. She had a migraine from hell and it probably wasn't going to get better. She felt a tear slide down her face.
How could Ridge do this to me?
After hanging up with Eric, she contemplated taking the phone off the hook. Even though she had no proof, she knew Eric was telling the truth. She exhaled as she heard the phone ring and let the machine pick it up.
Voice: Hello, Brooke? It's Jarred. I was wondering what your reaction is to Ridge's tryst with Taylor. Call me on my cell.
He hung up, then the phone rang again.
Great, another reporter, she thought. After all the years of being dogged by the press, she had a sneaky feeling that there were plenty of people who were enjoying seeing her as the wronged wife.
Voice: Hello, Brooke? It's Katie. I don't know if you've seen the news, but one of Bill's publications has a-
She picked up the phone.
Brooke: Hello?
She winced at the sound of her voice, which sounded like it was at the breaking point.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 4, 2011 1:55:25 GMT -5
Brooke's Mansion The Same Time
Brooke: Yes, I've seen it.
Katie exhaled.
Katie: I am furious with Bill.
Brooke: Why?
Katie: He may have ruined your marriage.
Brooke: Look, your husband printed a story. He does it every day.
Katie: But-
Brooke: But nothing. Not that I'm an expert on Bill, but this isn't his fault. Damn Ridge.
Katie: Excuse me?
Brooke: You heard. That bastard. As if I'm not always being compared to Taylor, the jerk has to go and sleep with her. It's like he's pouring salt into a wound.
Katie and Bill's Beach House
Katie drummed her fingers on the kitchen table. Her sister sounded hard and angry.
Brooke: Look, if you're not doing anything for lunch, I'm free.
Katie: Actually, I have a bit of jet lag. Rain-check?
Brooke: Yeah, sure.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 6, 2011 1:41:28 GMT -5
Bill and Katie's Beach House
Katie: Well, I'll talk to you later.
Brooke: Sounds good. By the way, where is your husband?
Katie: Work. I'm still ticked at him.
Brooke: Don't hold this against him. Later.
Katie: Later. And don't let the press get to you.
She hung up and bit her lower lip.
Flashback, Bill's Office
Bill: I don't know why you're pissed at me. For God's sake, Brooke is your sister and this jerk stabbed her in the back.
Katie: I blame Taylor. She is milking this situation for all it's worth.
Bill laughed dryly.
Bill: Taylor isn't the one who is screwing Brooke over.
Katie: I'm thinking of my sister. The press will-
Bill: The press will say whatever I want them to say. I own two of these magazines, and in my opinion, your sister is the wronged party, period. Ridge is the scum who screwed another woman, Taylor is the tramp who is undermining their marriage.
Katie sat down and exhaled.
Katie: After all they've been through to be together.
Bill: You're joking, right?
Katie: Well-
Bill: I have been keeping tabs on Mr. Destiny, and trust me, this crap about how much he has fought to be with Brooke is a crock.
He folded his arms.
Bill: Are you aware that Stephanie faked a stroke to get Ridge to dump Brooke for Taylor?
Katie: I-no.
Bill: Well, she did. And not only does he cave, but he couldn't even give your sister the courtesy of a phone call.
Katie: My God, I had no idea.
Her eyes watered.
Katie: Poor Brooke.
Bill: Brooke will be fine. Donna, you, and I will be there for her. And your father.
He chuckled.
Bill: And Ridge is going to pay in ways he never expected. You remember that trust?
Katie: The one in which Stephanie, Eric, Ridge, and Taylor get twenty-five percent apiece?
Bill: Yep. Well, there is a clause that, if any of the parties committed an act involving moral turpitude, they forfeit their shares. And yes, this would include adultery.
Katie's eyes widened and Bill chuckled.
Bill: Well, guess who their shares go to?
Katie: You.
Bill: Yep. The losers were so busy gloating and crowing that they didn't read the fine print.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 6, 2011 2:03:54 GMT -5
Flashback
Katie: So you will have fifty percent.
Bill: Yep. Well, I have someone in mind, and this person definitely deserves something.
Katie: I'm stunned. I thought-
Bill: Come on, Honey, did you honestly think little Steffy got the better of me? The dumb tramp. Or, should I say, the dumb,wanna-be tramp. I may have inherited this empire from my father, but I have more than kept it up and running.
Bill's Office
Bill sat a this desk, facing his former college buddy, Ray Worthington.
Ray: So, the crap has hit?
Bill: Just starting. I am going to call Justin about enforcing that clause about the shares.
Ray chuckled.
Bill: What?
Ray raised an eyebrow.
Ray: Oh, I'm thinking. When your sister-in-law seeks my advice, well, I think the Forresters problems are just beginning.
Bill: How so?
Ray: Being as she ran that company for years, and did a damn good job of it, she deserves a piece of the pie. I'm thinking fifty-one percent would be fair.
Bill: Do you expect me to-
The phone buzzed.
Bill: Yes, Myrhea?
Myrhea: Your sister-in-law is here.
Bill: Which one?
Myrhea: The one with the lingerie line.
Bill: Well, send her in.
Brooke entered, looking wan in a navy blue suit with a white silk tank top.
Bill: Brooke.
She smiled stiffly.
Brooke: Bill. Is this a bad time?
Bill: No, actually, it's not. I have someone here I want you to meet.
Ray turned around and looked her over in appreciation. This woman was gorgeous. He stood up and smiled, extending his hand.
Bill: Brooke, meet Ray Worthington. Ray, this is my sister-in-law, Brooke Forrester.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 6, 2011 2:16:59 GMT -5
Bill's Office
Brooke felt her knees go weak as she extended her hand and smiled.
Brooke: Hello.
Ray: A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Forrester.
Brooke: I-please call me Brooke.
Ray: Very well, Brooke. So your sister made an honest man of my college buddy.
Brooke: I guess you could say that.
He pulled his hand away, then looked at his watch.
Ray: Look, I have to run.
He turned to her.
Ray: I hate to rush, but how about if we meet later for coffee?
Brooke: I'm married.
Ray chuckled.
Ray: Most women are married when they meet me. However, after a few months of my company, they walk away wiser, wealthier, and divorced.
Brooke frowned.
Ray: I'm a divorce lawyer.
Brooke: Oh, of course. But I don't really need legal advice. I'm sorry if Bill gave you that impression.
Ray: I'm not. Later.
He winked and exited. Brooke looked at Bill in consternation.
Brooke: A divorce lawyer? Don't you think you're jumping the gun?
Bill: Hey, it was his idea. He's always looking for a new client.
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Post by TINA (soapsecretary) on May 6, 2011 5:37:02 GMT -5
I like this Bill. The one playing on the show at the moment sucks.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 7, 2011 1:48:49 GMT -5
Bill's Office
Brooke: He was checking me out.
Bill: So? How is that a problem? Surely you've had men eying you over when you modeled your line. Besides, he does that to all his female clients.
Brooke: I am NOT his client.
Bill: Yet.
She coughed, then sat down.
Brooke: Mind?
Bill: No.
Brooke: You knew about Ridge and Taylor.
Bill: I did. I suppose you're pissed at me for airing your dirty laundry.
Brooke: If Ridge hadn't slept with Taylor, there would be no dirty laundry to air. When you said he had secrets, that was what you meant.
Bill: Yep.
Brooke: Why do you hate my husband so much?
Bill: Because he's a prima donna from hell. I have at least a hundred employees and he is the only one I have to remind to do their job. But my target isn't him. I have an associate who has a beef with Taylor and this person came to me.
Brooke: Pardon me for being cynical, but what are you getting out of it?
Bill: You'll see. I am a businessman who sees the potential for profit. My partner gets revenge of sorts, and I profit financially.
Brooke: Care to-
Bill: Tell you who I am doing business with? Nope, not before I tell my wife. And I don't want you to inform Ridge, as he will snitch to Taylor. I want the element of surprise.
Brooke: You're certainly not like your sister.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 8, 2011 0:42:49 GMT -5
Ridge's Office
Ridge sat at his desk, watching the news. His innocent tryst with Taylor was all over it, and not ONE channel had a decent picture of him, plus the coverage of him and Taylor was one smear job after another. They were calling him over the hill and one actually asked, "Just a question, Ridge, aren't you a little old to be playing two women?" And when they weren't blasting him, they were making ugly digs about Taylor. One reporter was calling her the "Teflon diva" and went on to say, "She drove drunk and killed someone, and then went on to sleep with a married man, but is still revered. Why doesn't she get any flack for it?"
He had called Logan at least seven times, and she had yet to call him back. Plus she wasn't giving out any interviews, which made the press speculate even more. Her silence pissed him off, as it looked like she didn't care. She wasn't supposed to be hiding, she was supposed to be throwing herself at his feet and begging for another chance.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 9, 2011 2:03:43 GMT -5
Ridge's Office
Ridge scowled as he switched the channel, then he picked up a copy of Eye on Fashion, a Spencer publication, with the headline, "It's Not Adultery If We Do It: The World According To Ridge and Taylor Forrester."
So, that bastard Spencer was behind this, eh? Figures. He was jealous and pouting over the fact that he lost the company.
The phone rang and he picked it up, hoping it wasn't yet another nosy reporter.
Ridge: Hello?
Voice: Hello, Ridge? It's Jonathon.
Ridge: Yeah, what's up?
Jon: What were you thinking?
Ridge: Oh, can it, Johnny.
Jon: Excuse me?
Ridge: Am I going to get another fricking lecture? Between my father and the damn vultures masquerading as reporters, I am getting a migraine.
Jon: Didn't you read the contract when Bill sold the company back?
Ridge: No, what's there to read? The bastard stole it, we got it back.
Jon: Actually, there was a clause that involves the shares.
Ridge: What clause?
Jon: If any of the parties with the shares are involved in an act of theft, fraud, or moral turpitude, then you have to forfeit your shares.
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Post by sugarpie on May 9, 2011 14:34:08 GMT -5
((((GIO))))) Just getting around to reading.....I've been busy planting garden.....Keep it up~ since I quit watching Bold, I'll be around more to read...... ;D
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 9, 2011 17:13:23 GMT -5
Ridge's Office
Ridge: Just what the hell is moral turpitude?
Jon: A depraved act.
Ridge: Meaning?
Jon: Let me break it down for you, Ridge. Any act in which you lied, stole, or engaged in a depraved act. And adultery would qualify.
Ridge: I did none of those things.
Jon: You cheated on your wife, Brooke. That qualifies.
Ridge: Come on, I screwed Taylor, my former wife. Besides, it isn't adultery, as I had no plans of leaving Brooke.
Jon: You, have no plans on dumping Brooke like a bag of garbage? That would be a first.
Ridge: Excuse me?
Jon: You have a history of dumping Brooke.
Ridge: I do not. You don't know how hard it was for me to do the right thing. I agonized about it to the point that I lost sleep. I was really a victim of cruel circumstances.
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Post by simmiem2 on May 9, 2011 23:40:40 GMT -5
Hahaha Your portrayal of Ridge makes me cackle heartily everytime
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 11, 2011 1:23:34 GMT -5
Hahaha Your portrayal of Ridge makes me cackle heartily everytime Thanks, Simmie and Sugar. Yes, Widge has quite the high opinion of himself, doesn't he? After all the praise that Bozo is getting on the show, I have decided to have him gutted like a fish.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 12, 2011 1:52:32 GMT -5
Bill's Office
Brooke picked at her cuticles, then looked at Bill.
Bill: How am I not like my sister?
Brooke: She was always so innocent.
She exhaled.
Brooke: Eric called and said there was a tape.
Bill: There is.
Brooke: May I hear it?
Bill raised an eyebrow.
Bill: Are you sure?
Brooke: I need to know.
Bill: Very well.
He pulled out a small tape recorder and pushed the play button.
Ridge sighs, the door opens and closes
Ridge: Well, hello, Doc.
Taylor: Hello, Handsome.
Ridge chuckles.
Taylor: How is my brilliant, creative husband? Are you on cloud nine, now that you're running things?
Ridge sighs.
Ridge: It feels great. But-
Taylor: What?
Ridge: Oh, nothing.
Taylor: What?
Ridge: It compensates for the turmoil at home.
Taylor: Turmoil, how?
Ridge: Logan is griping about Steffy and it breaks my heart. It's like she wants me to side with her.
Taylor gasps.
Taylor: Please tell me you're not siding with Brooke.
Ridge: Oh, of course not. You know our children are more important to me than anything. It's just that I feel guilty about RJ. If I didn't marry Brooke, she would marry Nick and that kid would have a bastard for a father.
Taylor: And of course you want to do the right thing.
Ridge moans.
Ridge: Damn, that feels good. A little lower, please.
Taylor laughs.
Ridge: Man, no one gives massages like you do, Doc.
Taylor: Not even Brooke?
Ridge sighs.
Ridge: After we make love, she claims she is too tired. Lately-
Taylor: What?
Ridge: Oh, nothing.
Taylor: What?
Ridge: I am finding it harder to have sex with her. It feels like I'm going through the motions. Do you think there's something wrong with me? You know, impotent?
Taylor: No, of course not. You know, if you were married to me, this wouldn't be a problem and you wouldn't have this drama.
Ridge: Maybe I should see a sex therapist or hire a pro to test me.
Taylor laughs softly.
Taylor: Actually, I have a better idea. No, scratch that.
Ridge: What?
Taylor: Actually, I was thinking, you could try it out on me, but that's not a good idea.
Ridge: Why not?
Taylor: Well, you're married to Brooke and I am seeing Whip. It would be adultery.
Ridge: No, it wouldn't, since you and I were married before. Besides, it's just a test.
Bill coughed and pressed the fast forward button, then stopped it and pushed play.
Taylor stretches and laughs softly.
Ridge: What? What is my doc laughing at?
Taylor: You certainly haven't lost your touch. Rest assured that you have nothing to worry about.
Ridge groans.
Ridge: You sure about that?
Taylor: Oh, absolutely. You were the same way when I gave you those pills. It was so wonderful, one would never know you were medicated.
Ridge: Oh, Doc?
Taylor: Yes, Darling?
Ridge: I may have had pills but I knew I was making love to you. I just pretended to be doped up, as I knew Logan would be upset.
Taylor: You know, that is what I love about you, you're always thinking of other people's feelings.
Ridge: Yep. Oh, man, this is great, I have been so tense lately. Yet one hour with you and it all washes away. If only it could be like this all the time.
Taylor: Oh, it can, Darling. All you have to do is leave Brooke.
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Post by helliewellie on May 12, 2011 3:30:37 GMT -5
If Bell had the guts to write this he would only backpedal and make Brooke apologise to Ridge for making him feel unloved!! Great writing, love it!!
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Post by TINA (soapsecretary) on May 12, 2011 9:28:59 GMT -5
Pathethic Lippy would use any situation or excuse to bed Rapist. Neither of them have any shame.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 12, 2011 11:53:22 GMT -5
If Bell had the guts to write this he would only backpedal and make Brooke apologise to Ridge for making him feel unloved!! Great writing, love it!! Thanks for your comments, Helliewellie. No way am I going to have Brooke apologize. If anything, she should be hunting down her sorry-ass excuse of a husband and kicking his ass to the curb-or at least going for so much alimony it will take him years to pay.
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Post by GIOVANNA on May 14, 2011 2:05:24 GMT -5
Spencer Publications
While Bill was playing the tape of Ridge's infidelity with Taylor for Brooke, Ray Worthington swaggered to the elevator with the air of a man with five gorgeous women fighting over his ass as well as boundless credit. He had been practicing law for ten years, and he was a kick-ass lawyer. His latest client was a young woman of twenty-two who had married a Fortune 500 CEO in his seventies. Not only had this chick married a senior citizen, but she had done it without a prenup. Less than six months into the marriage, she had screwed her pool boy and when she was discovered, she refused to vacate their Bel Air mansion and sued HIM for alimony. Not only had she gotten five million a year for the rest of her ex-husband's life, but she also got her own reality show on top of it. The general consensus in the legal community was it couldn't be done, but Ray had done it, anyway. He chuckled as he put his shades on.
Yes, Ray was on top of the world and had a reputation for being an aggressive shark. He also got off on achieving the impossible and devoted his time to seeking out challenges. His latest challenge was breaking up the ugly pairing known as Bridge, or Brooke and Ridge Forrester. He had heard stories of that marriage, or rather, multiple marriages to other partners, but somehow Ridge always managed to slither back into Brooke's good graces. According to the gossip, Brooke could have any man she wanted as a husband, but this jerk crooked his bony finger and she dropped everything.
Some people might consider his wanting to end that marriage a form of home-wrecking, but he didn't care. Ridge Forrester was a blight on the ass known as humanity and no woman deserved to be stuck with him.
Although not conventionally attractive and with a style that got him mistaken for a body builder, Ray had a certain charisma that attracted women.
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Post by sugarpie on May 14, 2011 6:11:25 GMT -5
Hahaha Your portrayal of Ridge makes me cackle heartily everytime Thanks, Simmie and Sugar. Yes, Widge has quite the high opinion of himself, doesn't he? After all the praise that Bozo is getting on the show, I have decided to have him gutted like a fish.LOL, I love you gutting Ridge like a fish..........
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Post by helliewellie on May 15, 2011 15:05:24 GMT -5
bring it on!!
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