ultraviolence - judd. b

0.7

"MATTHEW, IM GONNA do it."

"Dana, please don't do it." He begged.

It had been a week since the small encounter at the pharmacy and every day since then, Dana had been desperate to text Judd and just move on.

The pair had been sitting on Dana's kitchen floor for about three hours debating on whether Dana should or shouldn't text Judd.

"Matthew, I'm gonna do it, if you don't want me to do it, suck it up or die." Dana huffed, crossing her arms.

"Dana, you are incredibly irritating. I am going to leave, but not because of you, because I have a date." Matthew sassed, standing up off the ground and leaving for Dana's front door.

"Tell me how it goes!" Dana shouted.

"Okay!" Matthew shouted back.

Sighing, got up and reached for her phone, searching for Judd's contact.

"This is a horrible idea." Dana mumbled.

She clicked on the contact and began to type. It was nothing too dramatic, just a simple 'hey, come over?'

Dana knew that Judd being the creep he was, somehow already had Dana's keys. Most likely from that one time she gave them to him, or he had gotten another one. You'd never know with him.

After typing out the text, she placed her phone on the countertop and held her hands over her face, her large duvet wrapped around her body, cape-style.

She didn't exactly know how she felt. There was mostly regret over what she had just done and that she should have just listened to Matthew but there was a little bit of confidence that Judd would actually come over and not just leave her on seen.

And as if Judd was already waiting outside of her house, she heard a small buzz on the small intercom of her apartment, Judd's raspy voice flowing out of it.

"It's me."

Sighing, she walked over to the intercom and pressed the small square button, allowing Judd to enter the complex.

She shook the duvet off of her body and placed it on the sofa before flattening her hair and popping a small mint in her mouth.

The past few days have been rough, to say the least.

Dana heard her front door click and heavy footsteps follow after.

She said nothing as she walked him into her small living room and sat down, Judd coming in after her and sitting opposite the small couch she was on.

"So, uh." Dana shrugged awkwardly. "Hey."

"Why did you text me?" Judd asked gruffly.

"I- uh, I don't know." Dana answered. Her head hung low in embarrassment.

"Dana, don't get mad at me and shout at me in the middle of a convenience store and then text me a week later acting as if everything's normal." Judd said to the girl.

"Well, I wanted to apologise but I guess I won't, now." Dana crossed her arms.

"Apologise for what? Storming out my room because I didn't want to tell my sister we were having sex and you didn't like that or the fact that you embarrassed me in public?" Judd said, agitation laced in his voice as he got up from his seat on the couch and stood up.

"One, it's not because I didn't want you to tell Leah. Well, I don't really want her to know but, it's because you don't want to be in a relationship with me! Why do all of this just to split pathways in a few months and forget it ever happened! And two, you deserved that!" Dana shouted back at the raven haired boy, now standing.

"You are so fucking hard to read! You didn't want to tell Leah before and neither did you want to be in a relationship! Make up your goddamn mind!" Judd yelled, stepping closer to the blonde-pink haired girl.

"Am i not allowed to change my mind?" Dana asked, stepping towards him.

"You're so infuriating!" Judd shouted frustratedly.

"I hate you!" Dana growled, again getting closer to him.

"I hate you more!" Judd said shot back equally as loud while pair were now inches apart.

The teenagers stood face to face as they looked into each other's eyes, breath heavy and tension thick.

After what felt like forever, they inched their faces closer and crashed lips simultaneously, both of them falling deep into a pool of lust.

Mumbling obscenities, they began tearing each other's clothes off, lips never separating.

Dana parted their lips, however to speak and due to the lack of oxygen. "We aren't having sex on my living room floor."

Hearing the words flow out of Dana's pink lips, Judd hoisted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her up the stairs and into her room.

"Shit, that was really hot." Dana huffed, shutting the door with a push of her foot.

So much for waiting for him to come back to her.

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here you go you sexy bastards
honestly this chapter was definitely rushed but idc you get what you're given

-j