Pity Party

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Chris POV

I am an architect of difference, you are just a hole
Oh how I love to hear you beckon and stripped to the bone
But when I come around I come inside and just leave
Because if I had a heart I wouldn't wear it on my fucking sleeve

You know you love it when we "oh oh oh"
I want it dirty, with the lights on, filthy, vile, and obscene
I wanna show you what a bitch I can be

You are an architect of ignorance, with nothing for a soul
Now I'm the only thing inside of you, that you cannot control
And when I'm through with you I'll just move on to the next
Because I packaged it with love but I just used you for the...breath

You know you love it when we "oh oh oh"
I want it dirty, with the lights on, filthy, vile, and obscene
I wanna show you what a bitch I can be

Hate fuck, Hate fuck ,
My little hate fuck, my little hate fuck
Hate fuck, Hate fuck ,
My little hate fuck, my little hate fuck

I am an architect of difference, you are just a hole
Now I'm the only thing inside of you, that you cannot control
And when I'm through with you I'll just move on to the next
Because I packaged it with love but I just used you for the...

You know you love it when we "oh oh oh"
I want it dirty, with the lights on, filthy, vile, and obscene
I wanna show you what a bitch I can be

I fucking love it when we ugh ugh ugh
I want it dirty with the lights off, cumming apart at the seams
I want you to show me what a bitch you can be


Maybe I should have fucked her. I could've had her then and there. No, Chris. You love her. Of course I love her. Never would I ever take advantage of her like that. But she she wanted it too...

But not just like that. Fuck we're not even together anymore. I want her back. And I want her to want me too. Does she love me is the question though? Will she be willing to do anything for me as I would for her? I don't know. When you're in love, you should know these things. Your lover should have you convinced you that they'd be willing to do any fucking thing for you. That is the love I'm longing for.

Yes, I know I'm only in high school. But that doesn't mean I'm unable and not ready to love. I am very much capable. I'm good enough to love aren't I...


Arabella POV

I could hear Andy's car horn honking and I smile to myself. "Devin, you can take my car if you want. Andy's driving me today," I leave before he gets to respond and speedily hop in Andy's Mercedes.

"You want breakfast? Its on me,"

"Its cool. I already ate,"

He nods and pulls off, arm stretch out behind the head of my seat. God he's handsome. He'd make the perfect boyfriend...

"You know," he starts. "You and I would be great together. We have a lot in common together. I think you're an amazing woman-"

"I was just thinking the same thing,"

"So what do you say? Yeah, its pretty early but I don't want to wait. Will you be my girlfriend, Arabella?"

"Yeah, I'd love to be your girlfriend,"

He looks over he beams a radiant smile causing me to let out a soft chuckle. We get to the school parking lot and exit the car in unison.

"Hey, Bells!?" I could see Charlie, the new girl and my friends give a thumbs up.

"I know right!" I mouth.

He looks down at me and smiles. I think he saw us. He takes my hands in his I take him over to greet my friends. "Hey, guys. This is Andy. Andy, this is Charlie, Charles, Trey, and Kelly," I say pointing them all out individually.

"Hey, Andy?" Kelly speaks up. "I was wondering if you happen toknow anyone who sold acid or shrooms do you?"

He nods. "I do. I can get them to you tomorrow,"

"Sweet," she smiles. "You should just be a dealer around here. You'd make a ton of business since most of the school wants drugs anyway,"

"I'll take that into consideration. See you guys,"

"Bye!" they all say in unison.

"I think they like you,"

"Cool. I don't really care about them liking me too much. As long as you like me,"

"Eh, you're okay."

"I'm okay?" he tsks making me laugh out loud.



*After School*


"Before I take you home, I'm gonna go pick up your friends' shit if you don't mind,"

"I don't. Would your friend mind me selling for him? I want to get into that,"

"Are you sure you'd be up for it? People will always be in your face all the time. Your phone will be blown up 24/7,"

"That's cool,"

He shrugs. "Alright, I'll tell him. You're gonna have to come inside them,"

"Okay,"

We exit his car and this is honestly the most alias neighborhood ever. I feel like everyone around here sells and makes drugs.

"Come on. Don't look so scared,"

I take his hand and he leads me inside his friends' house. "Yo, Ronnie! We're here!"

"Sup, guys," he stumbles up his basement stairs. "Come down here. Max! Sit the fuck up. We have a girl here, she might want to sit down,"

I smile. "Thanks, its cool though. I would've just sat on him anyways,"

"Funny and cute. You lucky fucker," he says to Andy.

He nods shoving some weed into his pocket. "I'm taking a gram Max. I'll pay you back in alcohol later. Ronnie where's the lsd?"

"I'm giving it to her now," Ronnie says turning to me. "What's your name sweetheart?"

"Arabella,"

"Okay, give me your number, I'm sure we'll meet again,"

He hands me his phone and I put my number in. "Here," I shoves his phone in his back pocket.

"These tabs are adhesive so keep them in a dry place. They are pretty small but these are good as shit though, and I'd sell them for $20. They last like all day so, tell whoever you're selling them to that need to be somewhere they think they'd feel okay at,"

"Yeah, okay. You have shrooms too right?"

"Yeah, take these tabs. I have aluminum foil over there. Go put them in there," I do as he says and meets me with the bag of shrooms. "Its a long story on how these things work so I'd do your research first I'd start selling them to anybody,"

"Fuck you, Biersack!" they guys Max says shoving Andy onto the couch. I could hear them both groaning as my face grows serious.

"Chill, they're just fucking around,"

"Thanks, Ronnie,"

"No problem. Keep your name safe. Try them too,"

"You ready to, Bells?"

I nod. "See you, guys,"

"Bye, Arabella," Max says. "Hopefully I'll get to see you more often,"

We leave Ronnie's house and he drops me off at home. I never thought that I'd be a dealer. Ever. Well, I'll guess I'll start my research...

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