Bad is Better

You'd Look Better Covered In Blood

He let you spend the night!" Tara squealed jumping on my bed squeezing my pillow in her arms. "I'm so jealous! I haven't even been to Lukes house yet."

I frowned. "But you two are..."

She cut me off. "He's never asked me to come over. So technically we haven't been alone yet to do anything beside hug and a awkward kiss on the cheek." She fell back on my bed. "If we ever get alone, I swear I might hump him to death."

I chuckled shaking my head. "I was close to humping Landon in the middle of the night." I slapped my hand over my mouth.

"You slept in the same bed as him!?" She screamed looking like she would tear my pillow in half.

I shook my head. "For a moment... but there were pillows between us. He got up in the middle of the night and left."

"You were still in the same bed as him." She pointed out. "I would have taken advantage of him if I were you."

I rolled my eyes. "You're saying, you would have raped your mate in his sleep?"

She nodded. "That's exactly what I'm saying. And it wouldn't be rape if he liked it. What happened in the morning?"

"Where were you last night little bitch?" My aunt walked in with a glass in her hand. She took a sip of whatever was in the glass. "That was one fucked up storm... I was in the middle of Supernatural's. Jensen is one sexy..."

I cut her off. "What do you want?"

"Honestly... I want Jensen from Super..."

"You want who...?" My aunt's mate/my uncle Mark suddenly appeared.

A smile spread across her lips. She turned around and hugged him, bringing him in a passionate kiss.

I covered my eyes as she stuck her tongue in his mouth. "Okay... you two get out... now"

He chuckled pulling my aunt towards the door. "Sorry Mia."

"We have a lot of fucking to make up." My aunt whispered to him but I still heard.

I covered my ears shaking my head. "You're no longer allowed to come near me until that image is out of my head"

After they left out I uncovered my ears.

Tara was just sitting on my bed giggling to herself. I glared at her making her stop. "Are you going to uh...? I forget her name... uh forget it, red head's party tonight?"

"What party?" I frowned.

"Oh I forgot you were in a worrying about Landon crisis when she invited us."

I sat on the bed. "I don't feel up to it..."

She looked at me. "I'll get Luke to make Landon come..."

"He doesn't listen to anyone." I waved her off.

She smirked. "He will once he find out your going to be there... a bunch of drunken guys waiting to pounce on some poor girl. You have to wear something hot." She walked over towards my closet.

I sighed following after her. "What are you doing...?"

She ignored me still rambling through my clothes. "What's his favorite color?"

"Black and grey... he always wears those two colors..." I leaned against the door. "Wait... no. I'm not going." I frowned to myself.

After 10 minutes of searching, she picked up this pretty black dress that had lace coming from the top above the breast area to the sleeves. "This is the one... No doubt."