love and war: a fireafy fanfic

chapter six: firey

"Goodbye darlin'." I say to the beautiful red haired girl. I watch her leave the mansion and into the taxi. I watch the taxi till I can't see it anymore.

I made her my one night stand tonight. Yes, she's a beautiful girl but I'm not dating her, I don't think I would. I would rather date beautiful smart girls not sluts like her. I don't trust sluts, I bet they'll be dating another man. 

I was at a party tonight cause I was pissed. My stupid ass parents. I hate them. I hung out with my friends, I drank and smoked and I saw her. I thought she was hot and flirted with her. The next thing I knew I was naked along with her and I was on top of her. I was touching her and making her scream. But it didn't feel right.

I then took her out to dinner. That's where I saw Leafy. That cold bitch. I thought we were gonna be friends but I guess she's two faced. Yet she looked beautiful. She was really paying good attention to the yoylelite. She even went up to inspect it. I wonder why she was.

But every now and then I'd see her staring at us with a frown. I bet she's jealous. That's good. I hope she is after all she said to me.

I walk up my long flight of stairs and into my large room. I think about the words Leafy said to me. My wealth. 

She'll never understand how much damn pressure my parents give. Their expectations are so fucking high it kills me to know that I'll never reach them. I could never be who they want me to become. I feel like a damn failure but I know I'm not but the insults and the pressure becomes so fucking hard that it gets so hard to breath.

I feel like I'm in the ocean. I'm not angry I'm at the shore. I'm able to swim and I'm happy. But the more pressured and angry I get I end up in the middle of the ocean. It gets hard to breathe, the waves splash my face and I drown.

But it's also not my fault that my dad is a fucking cheater and a player. He'd pay me hush money so I wouldn't tell mom. He's always with a new woman when my mom's not around. I hated it. They left the house a mess and blamed me if I didn't clean up the stupid ass mess. I hated it.

We should hire a maid since the other one left. I don't want to be a fucking janitor. I mean, I love helping out my family but it gets me angry when I have to clean something I never did. It's like all my efforts are all for waste.

Like my grades. I actually try so fucking hard to get damn good grades for my mother and father to see. But you know what they say. "You can try better." I hated when they said something like that. Or if I got a perfect grade they wouldn't say anything. Like I said, my efforts are all for waste.

I lie on top of my bed and stare up at the ceiling. I look at the nasty bruise on my forearm. This is what I get for telling my mom that my dad's a cheater. No parent should ever hit their child. But I exist, sometimes I wish I didn't but I can't risk losing my popularity, fame, and my good looks.

I rub my face and let out a deep breath. 

Ping

I look over to my side and grab my phone. It's from Coiny.

Coiny: wanna hang out rn? parents jst left for a party.

Firey: sure why not. be there in 10 

I turn off my phone and shove it in my pocket. I head straight out the door. I hate this mansion. I hate my wealth and I hate my parents.

...

I've been friends with Coiny for the longest damn time. We've known each other since we were kids. His father and my father were best friends, like really best friends. We'd go on trips along with his family. We'd fish together, we'd eat smores, we'd play tag in the forest but I was mostly with Coiny and his father. My mom was too busy gossiping with Coiny's mom.

My dad was too busy answering calls or arguing over the phone. When I asked for him to hang out with us, he snapped and told me to get the fuck away, so I minded my business and never asked again. He got more busy and we stopped going on trips.

Coiny's family is the only place where I can feel at home. They make me feel welcomed, they make me happy and free. Everywhere else is a nightmare. That's why I don't like when people say I have it easy. I know there is people in the world who have it harder but I'm fucking abused mentally and physically.

I stand in front of the door and knock.

"Come in." I hear Coiny say.

I open the door and he's sitting on the couch. The couch looks different from last week. "Did you get a new couch?"

He nods and has a cocky grin on his face. "Yup. My mom was sick of our old dirty ass couch. I was too. I heard my parents have sex in the living room. I bet they had sex on that damn couch."

I shake my head in disappointment. I wish I didn't know that. I do not wanna imagine some of the closest people I have naked on a couch. "What the hell is wrong with you? Don't tell me about sex related to your family."

He laughs and motions for me to sit on the couch. I sit on the couch and feel how soft the cushions are. "Soft."

"I know. Anyways, if we're not talking about my family we'll talk about that hot red haired girl. Are you two a thing." He asks.

I shake my head. "Nah, she's not my type y'know what I mean?"

He nods and leans back. "So is she good in bed?"

I groan. "Yeah, she's a damn slut for sure but aren't you crushing on two girls already?" 

He throws a pillow at my face but I catch it in time. "Fuck you Firey!" He spat.

I laugh at him and throw the pillow at his face. "Ooh, but you have to stay loyal to those two girls." 

He frowns even more. "Bitch you know damn well I love Pin and Needle. They're both bad asses. They're also fucking hot."

I laughed at his response. "So which one are you gonna date?"

He looks at the ceiling and groans. "They're both wonderful. I can't pick but if I had to I'd pick Pin. Needle seems like she likes Teardrop or Snowball. But for now I pick both of them." He pauses and speaks again. "What about your love life Firey?"

I shrug my shoulders. "I dunno about my love life right now. I know I made a hot girl pissed but she started it. I'm getting my revenge."

Coiny just shakes his head. "God, Firey. You sound like Ice cube, revenge is kinda too much. Just ignore her."

I sigh. "Alright, but I'm hungry as fuck. Did your mom make chicken wings?"

He nods and sits up straight. "Yup, I'll warm it up." He stands up and I stay on the couch and stare at the ceiling. "Y'know you can turn on the TV. We replaced it."

I look at the TV. "Damn, you're replacing everything." I grab the remote and turn on the TV. "Wanna watch Baby Reindeer, I heard it was good."

"Nah, already watched it. Lets watch Porn." He suggests.

"Of course your perverted ass wants to watch fucking porn. All you watch is porn. We're watching Baby Reindeer." I groan.

"Uh, I said I already watched Baby Reindeer. That's not porn man." I hear him groan. 

I laugh. "You mostly watch porn dumb ass." 

He sighs and walks to me with a plate of chicken wings. "Here you go fat ass." He rolls his eyes. 

"Nah, you can't be talking when I have all the muscles." I start to flex my muscles and he stares at them with a frown.

"Why the hell do you have a big ass bruise on your arm. Don't tell me it's from..." He then shakes his head and sits on the couch. "I'll re-watch Baby Reindeer with you."

I nod and stuff my face with chicken wings. "Eh, thanks man."

He nods. "No problem dude."