The Great Wall

Jocelyn wanted to smash the phone. Then Bonnie wouldn't be able to find out anything. However, the jig was already mostly up. If Bonnie wasn't completely retarded, which Jocelyn thought she might have been, she'd probably be able to find out the location anyway. How many Spas in Tokyo were run by tall British girls? But Jocelyn was also concerned about the content of the phone beyond the spa's address. What else did Lan keep on the device of she had the spa's address?

Jocelyn struggled as Bonnie tried to pry the phone free but after a few seconds, it slipped from her grip. Jocelyn rolled onto her back and pressed her palms flat into her face with her elbows pointing to the ceiling. Her legs were spread and her lips curled into a frown.

Lan couldnâ€t say that Jocelynâ€s hateful words didnâ€t hurt, but, at this point, it was obvious that the Chinese-Australian girl didnâ€t care at all for her own wellbeing. Lan was the only one here who was looking out for Jocelynâ€s best interest. Given time, Jocelyn would come around and thank her for what sheâ€d done. She had to. Lan was sure that there was a kind, gentle side to the seemingly unrepentant thug that was currently trying to grab her cell phone away to protect her abusive boss.

Lan had almost pulled up the address when Jocelyn smacked the phone out of her hands and covered it up. “H-hey!” Lan gasped, staring down at Jocelyn. <I…I wasnâ€t saving it for anything l-like this,> Lan explained. <Iâ€m always afraid Iâ€ll g-get lost when Iâ€m, ah, going somewhere…new. So I just…I just put a note on my phone. I…d-didnâ€t delete this one yet…>

Just then, Bonnie dove on top of Jocelyn, trying to wrestle the phone away from the Chinese-Australian girl. Lan gritted her teeth, ready to intervene, but, before she could, Bonnie had already managed to win the device. “Umm…there are a lot of notes, but youâ€ll j-just need the one labelled Spa,” she instructed the American, before turning back to Jocelyn. <Please…you know Iâ€m d-doing this for…for your sake...>

<Shut up.> Jocelyn said weakly as she continued to blot out her vision with her palms. At this point, she just wanted it to be over. Her body felt heavy and she just wanted to crawl away and die. She wasn't even thinking about the possibilities beyond Sarah kicking her out of her life forever for this betrayal.

"Dangnabit! Dontcha ever quit!?" Bonnie complained before she managed to snatch the phone from Jocelyn's grasp. "Ah ha!" She exclaimed in victory, backing away from Jocelyn, looking into the notes, getting the address and memorizing it before tossing it back at Yi Lan, proceeding to use her own phone to jot down the address!

"Ok! Done!" Bonnie exclaimed, putting her fists on her hips before looking over at Jocelyn. "Aww... Don't be lookin so sad there, hun. It ain't like I beatcha up yet." Bonnie chimed like it was no big deal. "You WILL see me around real soon, you can bank on that. Though I hope you do this the right way and settle it in the dang cage like I wanted. Otherwise you can stay there lookin' like a chump. But whatever. See y'all." And with that, Bonnie left the lockeroom, walking outside and dialing a number on her phone that ultimately would automatically go to the per-recorded not available message. But Bonnie didn't have time to sit around and wait, she was going to see that witch right now. No backup necessary.

Jocelyn waited until Bonnie was done speaking and trotted off away from them. She slowly stood to her feet and pulled out her cell phone. The Chistralian then looked at Lan and stepped towards her. She stared hard at the ashen blonde girl and reached her free hand out and rest it on the top of Lan's chest.

She slid her hand down and cupped the small nub before giving the girl a hard shove into the locker. Jocelyn then raised her hand and covered Lan's mouth. She leaned in, pressing her body against Lan's and pushing her lips against Lan's ear while her free hand hit a button on her phone.

It rang loud enough for both Lan and Jocelyn to hear and when the voicemail picked up, Jocelyn spoke.

"That blonde cunt knows about your spa. Keep an eye out for her. I'm comin over...' Jocelyn paused and glanced at Lan. She then smiled cruelly. "I love you Sarah." She whispered hotly into Lan's ear and the receiver. Jocelyn then hung up the phone and slid it back into her pocket.

She let go of Lan's mouth and slid her lips along Lan's cheek until she was looking the girl in the eye. Her hand gently cupped Lan's chin. "I told you." Jocelyn said, looking into Lan's eyes. "Hell. That's what you'll have to go through if you stick around me, you galah spunk." Jocelyn then pressed her lips firmly against Lan's and inhaled while she kissed her. As she pulled away her lips, Jocelyn balled her fist and slammed it hard into Lan's stomach. She then quickly spun on her heels and swiftly walked away from the ashen blonde Chinese girl.

The phone hit Lanâ€s hands on the fly, then bounced up. The ashen-haired Chinese girl fumbled for it for a few seconds before finally bringing it down safely. She would slide it back into her pocket, watching Bonnie as the American girl made her way out of the locker room.

Then, she would turn her attention to Jocelyn. She opened her mouth to speak, but, before she could, the Chinese-Australian girlâ€s hand slid down and she took ahold of Lanâ€s breast. The Cantonese girl froze for a second, then groaned as she was shoved up against the lockers again, Jocelynâ€s fingers playing with her nipple. The girlâ€s other hand slid over her mouth, and Lan could say nothing as Jocelyn held up her own cell phone, close enough for Lan to hear the ringing. It went to voicemail, and Jocelyn left her message.

It hit Lan then just how deep this feud went, and that she had voluntarily inserted herself right into the middle of it. The way Jocelyn spoke, it sounded like she was a gang member warning her boss about a rival gangâ€s planned raid. And, really, wasnâ€t that what she was? That—along with Jocelynâ€s closing breathy whisper, tearing down all of Lanâ€s hopes with those four little words—made Lanâ€s eyes go wide with misery and with horror. She shouldnâ€t have done that. She shouldnâ€t have gotten involved at all. This was all a terrible mistake…and yet, her heart was still set on Jocelyn. She couldnâ€t explain why if she tried.

Lanâ€s limbs went limp, and she would be like a rag doll as Jocelyn kissed her, sucking air from Lanâ€s lungs as she did so. Her eyes were beginning to tear up, and, in a strange way, she was thankful that Jocelyn punched her in the stomach, putting her in enough pain that her knees would buckle and she would fall to the floor as the Chinese-Australian girl stalked off. The punch to the stomach gave Lan an excuse to start sobbing. She would have been sobbing anyway.