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Christmas Present by Fidomom

~Part One: The Party

The Set-Up: Lexi's party. On the terrace. Brady is holding Chloe to comfort her about Philip.

Brady's eyes tear up as he hears Chloe's by now familiar spiel.
Chloe: Why, can't I just be sensible when it comes to Philip? Why do I have to have such intense feelings for someone who is so obviously bad for me? Brady I don't know how I would get through this without you. You are my rock, my strength and my absolute best friend on this planet! I'm so lucky to have you in my life!
Brady pushes slightly away from her.
Brady: Chloe, I don't know how much more of your heartbreak I can take before mine starts breaking too for an entirely different reason.
Chloe stifles a remnant sob.
Chloe: What do you mean, Brady?
Brady: I mean I think I expect too much from myself ... maybe I can't be a friend to you.
Chloe: What? You don't want to be my friend anymore ... why Brady? What did I do wrong?
Brady: It isn't you, it's me who has done something wrong.
Chloe: Well, what is it?
Brady: Thinking of my best friend in ways I have no business doing.
Chloe: What do you mean?
Brady: When we were in Puerto Rico and you were worried Philip would die ... I held you while you cried over him ... and I understood. My only thought then was to soothe you and be there for you. Just now though holding you, breathing you in, feeling your arms around me, feeling your breath on my neck, it stopped being about you. I liked it a little too much if you know what I mean.
Chloe: What are you saying Brady?
Brady: I'm saying I don't want to be just your best friend, I ... I want to be ... with you ... that way.... Oh, fuck, now I've done it... I'm sorry Chloe just forget I said anything I've got to get outta here ... see ya later ... or not.
Brady rushes away leaving behind a confused shellshocked, Chloe. She replays every word in her head in a continuous loop until it dawns on her what he just admitted. She rushes to follow him but Philip stops her and pulls her into a passionate embrace. Brady returns to talk to Chloe and finds her in Philip's arms, and he flees again. As Brady hurries away, he misses the action as Chloe shoves Philip away and slaps his face for him.
Chloe: DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN! You have no right to kiss me, or touch me in any way shape or form ... we are over ... we are finished and the sooner you get that the happier we'll both be.
The entire room is gawking at the spectacle they are making of themselves.
Chloe: Why do you insist on making my life miserable? Why do you keep embarassing me?
Philip: Because I love you, Chloe , you know that! And I know you love me too!
Chloe: No Philip I don't love you because my heart belongs to someone else!
Philip: You're lying!
Chloe: No Philip I'm not lying ... take a wild guess who I'm in love with?
Philip's face turns white with shock then green with disbelief and then red with fury.
Philip: Brady! Oh my God I was right all along you filthy lying two-timing whoring tramp! YOU BITCH!
Chloe smiles coldly at him.
Chloe: I finally see your true colors, Philip. You are the weakest link...goodbye!
Chloe spins on her heel to go find Brady, hoping it isn't too late.