Acid Rain (Avenged Sevenfold Fanfic)

Untitled Part 5

Looking in the mirror, I felt pleased with my appearance. I had on tight black jeans, with a white tank top. Over the tank top, I had an almost see through bright pink top on. On my feet, I had matching bright pink heels. I love heels. I can't help it.

My long black hair fell over my shoulders in waves, with only the front part clipped away from my face. I dabbed on some pale red lip gloss. My bright blue eyes were covered with a smokey gray eyeshadow and winged black eyeliner.

Feeling satisfied, I splashed on some CK2 perfume. Next I grabbed my medium silver hooped earrings. Once those were on, I grabbed my hand bag.

I kissed Bruce goodbye and dialed Juan's phone number again. This motherfucker knows he is in for some shit tonight. He won't answer or respond to me at all.

My mind drifted to last night and this morning. I just need to stay away from these guys. I am perfectly happy with my life. My life without a man involved in it. I'm free to do as I please. No need to ruin it like I've done in the past.

I shivered at the thought of being tied down to someone again. It took me forever to feel independent again after my last relationship. I will not rely on anyone ever again. Mama was right. I don't need a man to make me happy.

Juan's voicemail kicked in finally. I opened the door to watch Brian start to walk up my stairs.

"I know you're listening to all of my messages, Juan. Just know that not even mama can save your sorry fucking ass!" I snarled, hanging up.

Brian snickered at me. I shot him a glare while I locked the door. Glad to see he put a little effort into looking halfway decent today. Well, even if it is just a black vee neck shirt and jeans. Whatever. Why the fuck do I care what the hell he wears? I don't plan on hanging out with him anyways.

"You get this dressed up to go see your mom?" Brian questioned.

"I normally dress like this." I muttered.

And it is true. My mother taught me to always look your best no matter where you go. She said you never know who you may run into. I've been a girly girl since I moved in with them. I like it. But, I also have a tomboy side too.

I gave Brian directions to my mother's house. He stared at me surprised.

"She lives out in the sticks? The rich fancy houses out there?" He asked.

"She worked her ass off to have what she does. Yes, she does." I muttered.

"Just a question, sweetie." He chuckled.

"Quit calling me that." I sighed as he drove.

"I can't. I enjoy the hell of out it." He said amused.

"I have heels on Brian. One can easily go straight up your ass." I grumbled.

"You have an obsession with my ass, huh?" He smirked.

"You fucking wish I did. And no, I do not. Don't flatter yourself." I glared.

Brian was quiet for a moment. Then I saw the smirk pulling at his lips.

"Is it because you really like Matt instead?" He asked slyly.

I am almost at my limit with this pompous asshole today. I clenched my fist, willing myself to not punch him in the throat.

"Damn, girl. Lighten up." He chuckled.

Ignoring him, I did something I knew would piss him off. I touched his stereo. Brian glanced at me. He looks like I just slapped him. That can be arranged. Very easily, I can arrange that.