"he has persuasive lips but terrible motives."
a story about young people navigating love, friendship, drugs and becoming an adult.
content warnings: mature content and descriptions of drugs, suicide and overdose.
edited in dec 2022.
She woke up by feeling the morning sun in her eyes. Slowly she opened her eyes, turning to see Fuckshit next to her. For a moment she had forgotten what had happened the previous night. The memories replayed in her mind and she smiled. Isabella moved closer to him and wrapped an arm around him, as she moved she could feel him waking up beside her.
"Good morning mamas."
"Good morning."
"So... about last night..." She took a pause before continuing.
"I had heard you fuck like shit." Isa grinned when he lifted her head to look at her.
"Fucking lies... Who told you that?" He replied with a grin.
"Last night was amazing." He replied with a soft voice.
"It was..." She looked down and started drawing circles with her fingertips against his skin, just like she always did when they cuddled.
"I like you a lot, Isa."
"Of course you do." she replied, making him laugh.
"I like you too." They were silent as he held her for a moment, nothing beat the morning cuddles. He kissed her softly on her temple. A sweet gesture to be him.
"I promised to help Ray and his momma with their furniture. So I gotta go soon."
"Can't you stay five more minutes?" She groaned and he turned his head so he could look at him.
"I wish I could but I think Ray would beat me up if I came late." A chuckle followed.
"We have the halloween party tonight, so I'll see you then mamas." It was like all her worries had just disappeared when she saw him smile. nothing could beat that feeling.
"Fine, fine. I'll let you go. I'm going to Estee's to get ready, so I'll see you there."
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Isabella liked Halloween, who didn't? But she hadn't been one to dress up much, always doing the least at costume parties. Estee wouldn't accept that though so she had it all planned out. They were gonna do matching costumes, everything matched perfectly together. They were going to be angels, one black and one white. If she was going to do it she wanted to be the black angel which Estee happily agreed to..
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She debated if she should tell her about what had happened between her and Fuckshit but she didn't want anything to ruin it. It was going well and it wasn't like they had talked it through since he had to leave in a hurry to help Ray. She was both nervous and excited when she got ready. The party was at Zoe's house, one of Estee's girl friends.
As always they came to the party fashionably late and a lot of people were already there but people in costumes arrived every minute. It was a big house and a lot of people were invited. Isabella looked through the crowd to see the costumes; pirates, ghosts and devils. They met up with Zoe and the rest of the girls. Angela was a devil, Zoe was a skeleton and Teresa was a cat. Everyone looked good, really showing off how good they looked.
Estee and Isabella offered to get everyone drinks and moved towards the kitchen. There was a big bowl with punch on the kitchen island. The girls poured it up into red solo cups. Then Isabella saw a small ghost appearing and approaching them.
"Boooooooooo....."
"Stevie?" She couldn't help but laugh when she saw him. He was the cutest little ghost.
"How'd you know?" He replied with a sigh before letting his face pop up from underneath the sheet.
"Just a lucky guess..." After him came Ruben who wasn't dressed up, if she would've known she would've helped him out to fix a costume. Fourthgrade was a low budget mummy with bandages around his arms and head but then having his normal clothes.
"So what do you think about ours?" Estee asked the three boys. They spun around to show off their angel costumes.
"I like them!" Stevie said.
"What are you?" Fourthgrade asked.
"They're birds or something!" ruben filled in.
"Angels!" Estee corrected. Isa couldn't help but laugh how seriously she took their costumes.
"Come on, we were just about to go back out with the drinks."
They made it out in the crowd and she saw that Fuckshit and Ray had appeared.
"Fourthgrade, get these to the girls." She gave him the red solo cups. It looked like he was gonna have a heart attack. He wasn't exactly a smooth talker when it came to talking to the opposite gender.
"Tell them they look nice and smile, that's all you gotta do." She told him as the boys and Estee moved over to the girl group again. Alone Isa moved through people until she reached the two boys.
"Michael Myers and....?" Ray had the blue overall and the Michael Myers mask pushed up on the top of his head.
"I'm a pimp!" Fuckshit replied with a smile. He had on some tacky silk shirt and a lot of blinged out necklaces.
"Of course, a pimp." She said while looking over at Ray with raised eyebrows. Fuckshit saw someone in the corner of his eye and started moving away.
"I'll catch up with you later." She couldn't help but sigh when he left, she had looked forward to seeing him.
"How did it go with the furniture?" Isa asked, turning to Ray.
"Did something happen last night?"
"What do you mean?" She replied, acting surprised but she knew what he was talking about.
"When you left together after Motors?"
"Why? Did he say something?"
"No, that's what's weird. He didn't say anything, he barely said a word the whole time." Things had seemed fine when they parted ways in the morning. He seemed like the usual Fuckshit.
"I mean..."
"Jesus, you slept with him?"
"It just happened alright? It wasn't like I planned it." She didn't want to get another 'be careful' talk from Ray, she really wasn't in the mood. Ray was right though, Fuckshit had been different in the few mintues she saw him before he moved away. Usually he would've been flirty as hell; complimenting her outfit, not being able to take his eyes off her.
"He's fine, I'll go talk to him."
He nodded before she walked off. isa scanned the living room and couldn't see him. She went through the downstairs but no luck and he wasn't outside either. Isabella made her way upstairs where a lot of people had gathered in the hallway to talk. She debated with herself if she should go through the bedrooms or not, but she didn't have much choice because most of them were locked anyway. Good on Zoe for locking them before the party.
Isa went down the hall and saw the bathroom, might as well check to see how she looked in the mirror. As she opened the door she saw Fuckshit's curly hair. Then she saw the devil horns... he was fucking Angela in the bathroom. Her heart sunk in her chest when she saw them. Angela tried covering herself a little and Fuckshit glanced back quickly. He had slept with her the night before but now he looked at her like he didn't even know who she was. It felt like a punch in the face.
