What Are You Going To Do, Billie?...Kill Me?, chapter 7
The biggest smile spread across her face.
"What do ya mean?" He looked at her, a cheeky smile curled his lips.
"Like hang out with me...You know," She laughed.
"Yeah...That would be cool," Tre looked down, he couldn't take away how happy he was.
"Great! You wanna go back inside?" She nodded and he led her back into the crowded room of the Gilman. He hung his arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to him.
She did like Tre, but not exactly in a love way...
"You want something to drink?" He asked as they pushed through the sweaty crowd that formed while they were outside.
"Can you get me a beer? Please?" She asked sweetly, he smiled.
"Sure thing sugar," She giggled at the name 'sugar'. He walked her over to the bar and Tre called out to the tender that was on.
"HEY RICK!" Rick turned around.
"Hey Tre...Knew you would be here, what'll be?" Rick said, he had a punk look to him. Cali looked around the room as Tre asked for the drinks, everyone there seemed to be having the time of their lives. Gilman had a home feeling to it, she loved just standing there watching and listening to the band that was playing.
All of the sudden she had a flash back of Billie being on stage, sending electrical shivers up and down her spine.
"Cali!" She snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Tre who was sitting down on a stool at the bar. She sat down next to him, "Here's the beer you asked for Miss-"
He tried to say her last name...But he didn't know it.
She gave a weak smile.
"Right..."
"What?" He asked as nice as possible.
"My last name...It's Right...Cali Right," He didn't even know her last name and they were 'with' each other?
"Sorry...Guess I should of asked," He pointed out. She softly laughed and opened the beer that was sitting in front of her. She looked through her pockets to see if she had any stray of money lying around. "It's kay...I've got it," Tre said paying for the drinks.
"I'll pay you back. Promise," She said feeling guilty that he had to pay for it, after all he didn't look like he was cashed up.
"Heh, money's for losers, too overrated I say," She couldn't help but laugh.
"You seemed to have some kind of money..." She pointed out.
"Shh don't tell anyone this...But it's fake...I stole it from my sister's game thing, you know the one with money...That's not real," She laughed again.
"Monopoly?"
"That's the one! Remember it's a secret," She laughed harder at his joke that seemed so innocent.
Everytime she looked into his blue eyes it made her get closer and closer to him, he felt himself coming closer to hers. His lips lay softly on hers, her hand followed itself up to his cheek. Their lips moving along with the flow of how things were meant to be...But what she was feeling? Probably not the same of how he was feeling.
She did feel warm having someone care for her. And she cared about him, just wait and see where this leads to...She kept telling herself over and over again as the one soft kiss became deeper and deeper within each second.
He pulled himself away from her mind blowing kiss, his thumb softly rubbed her olive skin. A smile lay on his lips, "Hey...Um...There is this party that I sorta wanna go to...You wanna come?"
"What about Mike? Is he going?" She asked as she looked down at the almost empty beer sitting in front of her.
"I think Mike's already at BJ's...So yeah, he is going,"
Then she realized.
"So it's Billie Joe's party?" She said, not so happy at the thought of seeing him.
"Yeah...I hope you don't mind me ask'n this, but, is there something wrong with you and Billie? Like...When I talked to Billie he said something about you an-"
"What? He said something about me?" He nodded.
"Something about he did something he shouldn't have and he regrets it...I wasn't really listening...So what's up with you and him?"
She shrugged.
"Nothing...Just never really liked him," He smiled weakly.
"He is a really cool guy...I remember when I first met him. I was walking in, I had this great suit on and I was in a shower cap.." She couldn't help but laugh. "God that was a great out fit...Well anyway, he was talk'n to these girls that couldn't get into Gilman. I asked them what was up and Billie said they weren't allowed in. So, being the hot, sexy, manly, fuckable guy that I am, I got them in." She blurted out laughter. "But Billie helped me out a few times, like when I have no money for weed...He's a great guy, fucking great band too...But he's had his share of fucked up times."
"Oh really? What happened to him?" She found herself asking.
"When his dad died...I didn't know him back then, but sometimes he acts all weird when he is reminded of it. Like he pushes it away an pretends it never happened."
She felt kinda of sorry for him. By this time Cali had about 3 beers that Rick had gave them. But they weren't paying for it. Tre had about 2 and felt normal, "And his girlfriend, Kelly...They've had fuck ups as well. He loves her to death but sometimes he really shits me off when they have fights, well enough of this shit. You wanna go to the party?"
She nodded and stood up, stumbling a bit.
"We better go now while Rick ain't look'n...Got's no more play money," He grabbed her hand and they ran out the front doors. Cali was in a fit of drunk laughter, Tre walked her to his book mobile that was parked out on the street.
"Tre...I think you're sexy," She said in a tipsy state of mind. He turned her and gave a wink.
"So are you..." She came closer to him, forcing him up against the van.
"Not as sexy as you Mr. Cool..." He lips pressed up against his. His hands travelled down her back. Their kiss got harder, they pulled apart for air. Tre's mind being blown away, she grinned.
"The...Um...The...Party," He studded, she laughed.
"Hey O, let's go!" She sang. He laughed, he opened the door for her.
***
The party at Billies house was more crowded than what they expected. Everyone was on the street, on his front lawn, inside his house.
"Guess people like parties," Cali said as Tre parked the van. She turned and looked at her house, the lights were all turned off. She didn't feel like going back there at all.
Once Tre had parked the van they both got out and joined the crowd. The music was loud and everywhere smelt like pot and beer.
"Let's go inside," Tre said taking her hand and leading her through the crowd that was in front of them.
As soon as they walked in smoke filled their lungs. Tre was still holding onto her hand. As they walked through Cali looked at the people sitting on the couch smoking bongs, she felt the urge to do it herself.
"Hey Mikey!" Tre yelled out, Mike turned around. Letting Cali see Billie...Billie gave her a glance and looked down to the beer that was in his hand.
"Hey Tre...Thought you would come...Fucking awesome,"
"Hey Cali!" Cali turned around and saw the girl she had met at Gilman, Dutchie.
She stepped back and came face to face with her.
"Oh, hey Dutchie.."
"Don't have to call me Dutchie...Never did like that name...Call me Meg," She said with a smile, Meg had a cigarette in between her fingers. "You want one?"
"Yeah thanks..." Cali said nicely, Meg gave her one from her pocket.
"But this ain't your normal cig...Ever heard of hash?" Meg asked. Cali shook her head, not really caring what was in it as she lit it up. "Well just watch out..O.k? It's been smoked before,"
Cali took a drag of it and let the haze fill her lungs.
"What did ya mean?"
"It has the ashs of the weed someone already smoked...It'll knock you back a few steps...But it's fun," Cali liked the feeling she was getting. "Hey Tre! I'm taking Cali away from you!" Meg yelled out to Tre, who was talking to Billie and Mike about music.
"Just make sure you bring her back...She's special to me," Tre said giving a wink to Cali, Meg rolled her eyes.
Cali grinned, but her eyes led from Tre to Billie. His eyes shot away from her. Guess he was avoiding her.
Meg led Cali away from Tre, she took her outside to a bunch of girls who were all smoking at the front of the house.
"Hey girls...This is Cali," She introduced her, the circle of girls split apart and looked her, a bunch of hello's were said. Cali smiled...But them she saw her...
Kelly.
"Well, well, well...Look what we have here." Kelly said coming towards Cali. She wasn't looking too happy. Everyone around the bunch of girls could feel the tention. So they all crowded around. "Little Miss Stoner...You just think you can do anything, don't you!" Kelly said pushing Cali back by the shoulders. Cali felt that rush of anger run through her.
"Just hold up for a sec...Calm down! What the fuck is going on?!" Meg yelled out.
"Yeah I fucking can! But at least I'm not a little whore that fucks her asshole of a boyfriend every 10 seconds!" Cali said shoving her back.
"FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" The crowd of drunk teens screamed.
"You fucking little slut!" Then Kelly pushed Cali to the ground, punching and slapping her. The crowd were yelling and screaming.
"You fucking dog!" Cali said shoving her off and then punching her 3 times in the face. Kelly flew backwards, but she got back up, her lip was bleeding. She shoved Cali back. So now they were rolling on the ground punching and slapping each other.
"What the fuck is fucking going on?!" Billie's voice cut in. He took a look at Cali and Kelly having a punch up. He quickly rushed in, then came Tre.
"That fucking whore! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" Kelly screamed. Billie pulled her up and away from Cali, Tre pulled Cali away from Kelly. They were both struggling in their grips, so that they could both rip each others heads off.
"Kelly! What the fuck?! Can't you fucking see she's doped up?!" Billie yelled at Kelly.
"I knew you were a fucking stoner! Let the fuck go of me Billie!"
"Fuck you Kelly, you fucking whore bag! If Tre wasn't holding me back I would fucking rip you to shreads!" Cali screamed as Tre held her back.
"Tre! Take Kelly home! Fuck Kelly...Don't have vodka anymore!"
Billie yelled at Kelly as she kept on stuggling. The crowd of people around them all watched and screamed.
"Look Cali...Don't worry about her...I'll take her home and come back for you O.k?" Tre whispered in her ear, she calmed herself down. Tre let go of her, Billie was still holding back Kelly.
"Come on Kelly." Tre said taking control of Kelly.
"You fucking remember that this isn't over you fucking asshole! You made my fucking lip bleed!" Kelly screamed as she got hauled away by Tre.
"That's it! ALL YOU FUCKERS GET THE FUCK HOME!" Billie screamed. Everyone yelled then started to clear off.
Cali walked to the steps at the front porch and sat down. She felt a drop of blood run down her chin, she got the sleeve of her shirt and wiped the blood away.
Her bottom lips was cut.
"Hey...I'm sorry about her...She's really drunk...Vodka and her drinking it doesn't mix," She looked up and saw Billie standing in front of her. She didn't want to say anything so she didn't, and the beer and the smoke she had made a big effect on her. "I think you need to clean that up. You want me to take you to the bathroom?" She stood up, stumbling down a step at first. She stood herself up straight. He walked up the steps and she followed him. The tension that was in the atmosphere was high and made things difficult, so both of them really didn't know what to say. As he walked her through the trashed house Billie yelled at a few people that were sitting around. He told them to fuck off, the party was over. Cali couldn't help but laugh.
She could feel more blood dripping down her chin, she frantically wiped it off. They both walked over empty beer cans until they got to the stairs. When they got to the top of the stairs there was a door.
"There it is." He opened the door for her. She walked in and went to the sink and turned on the cold water. Billie lent against the wall that was near the bathroom door. She washed her face and watched the bloody water go down the drain.
"I'm sorry..." The silence was cut away by his voice. She washed her face again, she turned and saw him leaning up against the door frame.
"I think Kelly should get a grip," She said. He looked down, that wasn't what he meant.
"Maybe you should too," He said. She rolled her eyes and looked at he lip in the mirror that was above the sink. The bleeding didn't seem to want to stop.
"Nope...Kelly is the fuckhead..."
He felt anger when she said that. It was his girlfriend she was talking about.
"Oh! So you were just sitting there letting her punch the shit out of you!" He yelled.
"Oh fuck up Billie! Both of you are complete dickheads!" She yelled as she tried to stop the bleeding. He could see that she was having trouble. So he got a towel and walked over to her.
"Look at me..." She didn't. He started to get frustrated.
"I'm fine!"
"Just fucking look at me!" She sighed and looked at him. She looked into his deep green eyes. He lifted the towel up and softly press down on where it was bleeding.
"You don't have to do this..." She tried to say. He looked to her eyes. Dark brown. With red around them. Her skin was perfect, kinda tanned. He lips were the perfect shape.
They were both looking into each others eyes. It was like a magnet, they just couldn't pull apart.
"You're fucking bleeding and it won't stop..I think I do need to," He pulled the towel away, there was a bright red patch on it. The bleeding on her lip finally stopped.
"Well if it wasn't for your fucking slut of a girlfriend..." She said as she walked passed him. But just before she could walk out the door he stopped her.
"Don't you fucking dare say that about her!" Her back was now up against the wall.
He was standing right in front of her.
"I can say whatever the fuck I like about her! She is a fucked up whore with an asshole for a boyfriend!" She screamed. She could see the anger glaring out of the green in his eyes.
"I have TRIED to be fucking nice to you! And you just shove right back in my face!"
"I know you're trying to change what you did to me! But I just can't forget what you did to me! You beat the living shit out of me for a whole fucking year!" She screamed. "But it's just that, I can't think of you being anyway different!"
The dark brown in her eyes was taking over his mind. If anything it was bringing him closer.
She shoved him back, his breathing became heavier.
"I can't fucking help the way I am!" For that split second she felt electricity run through her. They both stood their glaring at each other, he was trying to control his breathing...but failed.
Then...
His mind just exploded..
He pushed her up against the wall...And kissed her..Hard.
Their lips moving forcefully against each others. His tongue rubbed down her bottom lip. She let his tongue circle hers..Her mind was no longer sane at that moment.
He was pushing her up against the wall. He fingers tangled in his soft hair, then ran down his back. He pulled apart from her, his hands traveling her soft skin. She let out a soft groan, then their lips crashed again, but this time harder. He lifted his lips and let out a small groun as her body rubbed up against his, their breathing and heart rate going at a thousand miles. His lips forcefully crashed on hers again. The pain that struck her lip was something she couldn't take notice of. Her tounge grazed up against his, making his mind explod again and again within move she made.
Everytime his hand moved across her skin and his lips pressed against hers...She felt like she had died. Then and there.
He pulled away from her once last time. They both stood there looking at each other, trying to catch their breaths..
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"What do ya mean?" He looked at her, a cheeky smile curled his lips.
"Like hang out with me...You know," She laughed.
"Yeah...That would be cool," Tre looked down, he couldn't take away how happy he was.
"Great! You wanna go back inside?" She nodded and he led her back into the crowded room of the Gilman. He hung his arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to him.
She did like Tre, but not exactly in a love way...
"You want something to drink?" He asked as they pushed through the sweaty crowd that formed while they were outside.
"Can you get me a beer? Please?" She asked sweetly, he smiled.
"Sure thing sugar," She giggled at the name 'sugar'. He walked her over to the bar and Tre called out to the tender that was on.
"HEY RICK!" Rick turned around.
"Hey Tre...Knew you would be here, what'll be?" Rick said, he had a punk look to him. Cali looked around the room as Tre asked for the drinks, everyone there seemed to be having the time of their lives. Gilman had a home feeling to it, she loved just standing there watching and listening to the band that was playing.
All of the sudden she had a flash back of Billie being on stage, sending electrical shivers up and down her spine.
"Cali!" She snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Tre who was sitting down on a stool at the bar. She sat down next to him, "Here's the beer you asked for Miss-"
He tried to say her last name...But he didn't know it.
She gave a weak smile.
"Right..."
"What?" He asked as nice as possible.
"My last name...It's Right...Cali Right," He didn't even know her last name and they were 'with' each other?
"Sorry...Guess I should of asked," He pointed out. She softly laughed and opened the beer that was sitting in front of her. She looked through her pockets to see if she had any stray of money lying around. "It's kay...I've got it," Tre said paying for the drinks.
"I'll pay you back. Promise," She said feeling guilty that he had to pay for it, after all he didn't look like he was cashed up.
"Heh, money's for losers, too overrated I say," She couldn't help but laugh.
"You seemed to have some kind of money..." She pointed out.
"Shh don't tell anyone this...But it's fake...I stole it from my sister's game thing, you know the one with money...That's not real," She laughed again.
"Monopoly?"
"That's the one! Remember it's a secret," She laughed harder at his joke that seemed so innocent.
Everytime she looked into his blue eyes it made her get closer and closer to him, he felt himself coming closer to hers. His lips lay softly on hers, her hand followed itself up to his cheek. Their lips moving along with the flow of how things were meant to be...But what she was feeling? Probably not the same of how he was feeling.
She did feel warm having someone care for her. And she cared about him, just wait and see where this leads to...She kept telling herself over and over again as the one soft kiss became deeper and deeper within each second.
He pulled himself away from her mind blowing kiss, his thumb softly rubbed her olive skin. A smile lay on his lips, "Hey...Um...There is this party that I sorta wanna go to...You wanna come?"
"What about Mike? Is he going?" She asked as she looked down at the almost empty beer sitting in front of her.
"I think Mike's already at BJ's...So yeah, he is going,"
Then she realized.
"So it's Billie Joe's party?" She said, not so happy at the thought of seeing him.
"Yeah...I hope you don't mind me ask'n this, but, is there something wrong with you and Billie? Like...When I talked to Billie he said something about you an-"
"What? He said something about me?" He nodded.
"Something about he did something he shouldn't have and he regrets it...I wasn't really listening...So what's up with you and him?"
She shrugged.
"Nothing...Just never really liked him," He smiled weakly.
"He is a really cool guy...I remember when I first met him. I was walking in, I had this great suit on and I was in a shower cap.." She couldn't help but laugh. "God that was a great out fit...Well anyway, he was talk'n to these girls that couldn't get into Gilman. I asked them what was up and Billie said they weren't allowed in. So, being the hot, sexy, manly, fuckable guy that I am, I got them in." She blurted out laughter. "But Billie helped me out a few times, like when I have no money for weed...He's a great guy, fucking great band too...But he's had his share of fucked up times."
"Oh really? What happened to him?" She found herself asking.
"When his dad died...I didn't know him back then, but sometimes he acts all weird when he is reminded of it. Like he pushes it away an pretends it never happened."
She felt kinda of sorry for him. By this time Cali had about 3 beers that Rick had gave them. But they weren't paying for it. Tre had about 2 and felt normal, "And his girlfriend, Kelly...They've had fuck ups as well. He loves her to death but sometimes he really shits me off when they have fights, well enough of this shit. You wanna go to the party?"
She nodded and stood up, stumbling a bit.
"We better go now while Rick ain't look'n...Got's no more play money," He grabbed her hand and they ran out the front doors. Cali was in a fit of drunk laughter, Tre walked her to his book mobile that was parked out on the street.
"Tre...I think you're sexy," She said in a tipsy state of mind. He turned her and gave a wink.
"So are you..." She came closer to him, forcing him up against the van.
"Not as sexy as you Mr. Cool..." He lips pressed up against his. His hands travelled down her back. Their kiss got harder, they pulled apart for air. Tre's mind being blown away, she grinned.
"The...Um...The...Party," He studded, she laughed.
"Hey O, let's go!" She sang. He laughed, he opened the door for her.
***
The party at Billies house was more crowded than what they expected. Everyone was on the street, on his front lawn, inside his house.
"Guess people like parties," Cali said as Tre parked the van. She turned and looked at her house, the lights were all turned off. She didn't feel like going back there at all.
Once Tre had parked the van they both got out and joined the crowd. The music was loud and everywhere smelt like pot and beer.
"Let's go inside," Tre said taking her hand and leading her through the crowd that was in front of them.
As soon as they walked in smoke filled their lungs. Tre was still holding onto her hand. As they walked through Cali looked at the people sitting on the couch smoking bongs, she felt the urge to do it herself.
"Hey Mikey!" Tre yelled out, Mike turned around. Letting Cali see Billie...Billie gave her a glance and looked down to the beer that was in his hand.
"Hey Tre...Thought you would come...Fucking awesome,"
"Hey Cali!" Cali turned around and saw the girl she had met at Gilman, Dutchie.
She stepped back and came face to face with her.
"Oh, hey Dutchie.."
"Don't have to call me Dutchie...Never did like that name...Call me Meg," She said with a smile, Meg had a cigarette in between her fingers. "You want one?"
"Yeah thanks..." Cali said nicely, Meg gave her one from her pocket.
"But this ain't your normal cig...Ever heard of hash?" Meg asked. Cali shook her head, not really caring what was in it as she lit it up. "Well just watch out..O.k? It's been smoked before,"
Cali took a drag of it and let the haze fill her lungs.
"What did ya mean?"
"It has the ashs of the weed someone already smoked...It'll knock you back a few steps...But it's fun," Cali liked the feeling she was getting. "Hey Tre! I'm taking Cali away from you!" Meg yelled out to Tre, who was talking to Billie and Mike about music.
"Just make sure you bring her back...She's special to me," Tre said giving a wink to Cali, Meg rolled her eyes.
Cali grinned, but her eyes led from Tre to Billie. His eyes shot away from her. Guess he was avoiding her.
Meg led Cali away from Tre, she took her outside to a bunch of girls who were all smoking at the front of the house.
"Hey girls...This is Cali," She introduced her, the circle of girls split apart and looked her, a bunch of hello's were said. Cali smiled...But them she saw her...
Kelly.
"Well, well, well...Look what we have here." Kelly said coming towards Cali. She wasn't looking too happy. Everyone around the bunch of girls could feel the tention. So they all crowded around. "Little Miss Stoner...You just think you can do anything, don't you!" Kelly said pushing Cali back by the shoulders. Cali felt that rush of anger run through her.
"Just hold up for a sec...Calm down! What the fuck is going on?!" Meg yelled out.
"Yeah I fucking can! But at least I'm not a little whore that fucks her asshole of a boyfriend every 10 seconds!" Cali said shoving her back.
"FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" The crowd of drunk teens screamed.
"You fucking little slut!" Then Kelly pushed Cali to the ground, punching and slapping her. The crowd were yelling and screaming.
"You fucking dog!" Cali said shoving her off and then punching her 3 times in the face. Kelly flew backwards, but she got back up, her lip was bleeding. She shoved Cali back. So now they were rolling on the ground punching and slapping each other.
"What the fuck is fucking going on?!" Billie's voice cut in. He took a look at Cali and Kelly having a punch up. He quickly rushed in, then came Tre.
"That fucking whore! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" Kelly screamed. Billie pulled her up and away from Cali, Tre pulled Cali away from Kelly. They were both struggling in their grips, so that they could both rip each others heads off.
"Kelly! What the fuck?! Can't you fucking see she's doped up?!" Billie yelled at Kelly.
"I knew you were a fucking stoner! Let the fuck go of me Billie!"
"Fuck you Kelly, you fucking whore bag! If Tre wasn't holding me back I would fucking rip you to shreads!" Cali screamed as Tre held her back.
"Tre! Take Kelly home! Fuck Kelly...Don't have vodka anymore!"
Billie yelled at Kelly as she kept on stuggling. The crowd of people around them all watched and screamed.
"Look Cali...Don't worry about her...I'll take her home and come back for you O.k?" Tre whispered in her ear, she calmed herself down. Tre let go of her, Billie was still holding back Kelly.
"Come on Kelly." Tre said taking control of Kelly.
"You fucking remember that this isn't over you fucking asshole! You made my fucking lip bleed!" Kelly screamed as she got hauled away by Tre.
"That's it! ALL YOU FUCKERS GET THE FUCK HOME!" Billie screamed. Everyone yelled then started to clear off.
Cali walked to the steps at the front porch and sat down. She felt a drop of blood run down her chin, she got the sleeve of her shirt and wiped the blood away.
Her bottom lips was cut.
"Hey...I'm sorry about her...She's really drunk...Vodka and her drinking it doesn't mix," She looked up and saw Billie standing in front of her. She didn't want to say anything so she didn't, and the beer and the smoke she had made a big effect on her. "I think you need to clean that up. You want me to take you to the bathroom?" She stood up, stumbling down a step at first. She stood herself up straight. He walked up the steps and she followed him. The tension that was in the atmosphere was high and made things difficult, so both of them really didn't know what to say. As he walked her through the trashed house Billie yelled at a few people that were sitting around. He told them to fuck off, the party was over. Cali couldn't help but laugh.
She could feel more blood dripping down her chin, she frantically wiped it off. They both walked over empty beer cans until they got to the stairs. When they got to the top of the stairs there was a door.
"There it is." He opened the door for her. She walked in and went to the sink and turned on the cold water. Billie lent against the wall that was near the bathroom door. She washed her face and watched the bloody water go down the drain.
"I'm sorry..." The silence was cut away by his voice. She washed her face again, she turned and saw him leaning up against the door frame.
"I think Kelly should get a grip," She said. He looked down, that wasn't what he meant.
"Maybe you should too," He said. She rolled her eyes and looked at he lip in the mirror that was above the sink. The bleeding didn't seem to want to stop.
"Nope...Kelly is the fuckhead..."
He felt anger when she said that. It was his girlfriend she was talking about.
"Oh! So you were just sitting there letting her punch the shit out of you!" He yelled.
"Oh fuck up Billie! Both of you are complete dickheads!" She yelled as she tried to stop the bleeding. He could see that she was having trouble. So he got a towel and walked over to her.
"Look at me..." She didn't. He started to get frustrated.
"I'm fine!"
"Just fucking look at me!" She sighed and looked at him. She looked into his deep green eyes. He lifted the towel up and softly press down on where it was bleeding.
"You don't have to do this..." She tried to say. He looked to her eyes. Dark brown. With red around them. Her skin was perfect, kinda tanned. He lips were the perfect shape.
They were both looking into each others eyes. It was like a magnet, they just couldn't pull apart.
"You're fucking bleeding and it won't stop..I think I do need to," He pulled the towel away, there was a bright red patch on it. The bleeding on her lip finally stopped.
"Well if it wasn't for your fucking slut of a girlfriend..." She said as she walked passed him. But just before she could walk out the door he stopped her.
"Don't you fucking dare say that about her!" Her back was now up against the wall.
He was standing right in front of her.
"I can say whatever the fuck I like about her! She is a fucked up whore with an asshole for a boyfriend!" She screamed. She could see the anger glaring out of the green in his eyes.
"I have TRIED to be fucking nice to you! And you just shove right back in my face!"
"I know you're trying to change what you did to me! But I just can't forget what you did to me! You beat the living shit out of me for a whole fucking year!" She screamed. "But it's just that, I can't think of you being anyway different!"
The dark brown in her eyes was taking over his mind. If anything it was bringing him closer.
She shoved him back, his breathing became heavier.
"I can't fucking help the way I am!" For that split second she felt electricity run through her. They both stood their glaring at each other, he was trying to control his breathing...but failed.
Then...
His mind just exploded..
He pushed her up against the wall...And kissed her..Hard.
Their lips moving forcefully against each others. His tongue rubbed down her bottom lip. She let his tongue circle hers..Her mind was no longer sane at that moment.
He was pushing her up against the wall. He fingers tangled in his soft hair, then ran down his back. He pulled apart from her, his hands traveling her soft skin. She let out a soft groan, then their lips crashed again, but this time harder. He lifted his lips and let out a small groun as her body rubbed up against his, their breathing and heart rate going at a thousand miles. His lips forcefully crashed on hers again. The pain that struck her lip was something she couldn't take notice of. Her tounge grazed up against his, making his mind explod again and again within move she made.
Everytime his hand moved across her skin and his lips pressed against hers...She felt like she had died. Then and there.
He pulled away from her once last time. They both stood there looking at each other, trying to catch their breaths..
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
