Chapter 6: Poison's On His Period and They Have Jobs?

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"Wait!" I hear Party call out as I rush out of the room.

Oh brother, I think, internally groaning.

"Crash stop wait!" I hear him say again as I push past Ghoul and Jet in the hallway.

Suddenly an arm swings out from behind a wall and slings across my stomach, preventing me from moving forward. The arm then swings me around the corner to face it's owner.

Kobra.

"Trust me I'm doing us all a favor" He murmurs to me before Party and the others jog through the doorway.

They see me and immediately come towards me, I look around and notice Kobra has left. No where to be seen.

"What was that all about?" Jet asks and I sigh

"I knew this was a bad idea, I can't even make it one night. I should go home" I murmur, trying to get past the boys into my room.

"Wait Crash come on" Party says softly putting his hand on my shoulder, "Just talk to me"

I sigh deeply and yank Party's hand off my shoulder and grab him by the arm, pulling him into a closet space I didn't know previously existed. I quietly shut the door behind us and sit Party down next to me on a bed on the side of the dimly lit closet.

"Crash I-" Party starts but I cut him off immediately

"You wanna know where I learned the song?! Ok. I'm telling you since you REALLY must know! I had just been through a.....problem...and my boyfriend sang to me, trying to get me to feel okay. We were under our willow tree, the one he had planted for me years ago to remind me to stay strong. But the words to the song, they were sad and I pointed it out and he told me lots of things were sad and I just had to try and make them better. I had to stay strong and see the positives. The night he was killed I cried like I've never cried before at our tree. I didn't get to say goodbye, I didn't get to tell him I loved him one last time, and I didn't know the last time I would see him would have been my last or I would have done EVERYTHING differently! But it didn't change the fact that he was dead and gone and there was nothing I could do about it. Except, that is, to take his last advice on looking up. So I started with the song. The song he sang me when I thought about ending everything that saved me somehow and THAT is how I 'learned' the song. That's how..."

I sputter out at the end. Throwing my head onto my hands trying not to cry. And to my surprise,

Party hugs me. And comforts me.

He wraps his relatively long arms around my small figure and...... I let him.

But soon my instincts kick back in and I shrug away.

"I'm fine. I'm okay, I've got it. Just kinda touch and go with that subject." I sigh, breathing deeply.

"I-I didn't mean to make you feel that way I-" Party stutters and looks so embarrassed.

I give a small smile and put my hand on his arm.

"Party. Party listen. It's fine, trust me. You didn't make me mad or sad or anything, I'm okay." I sigh. Why IM the one reassuring HIM, I don't know. But I guess I'll just go with it.

"Wait why are you comforting me? This should be the other way around" Party frowns and I sigh and roll me eyes. It's like he read my mind.

"Just go with it m'kay?" I say smirking and he smirks back

"Okay" He replies simply and puts his hand over mine.

Fuck.

I stop breathing for a second.

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