What a Slut!

Chapter 5: The Cops Arrive

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"I hate you James Orduna!" Isis screamed at Blake Decker's house, the house that he was still inside, with Miranda.

Evan watched as Isis grabbed her phone out of her pocket and violently threw it on the ground, smashing it continuously with her foot.

"I don't need you! I don't need anyone. You're all just a bunch of fake people! Just like my old school!"

The people who were still trying to enjoy the party outside looked her way in annoyance, but she didn't care. Her boyfriend of eight months just cheated on her with a slut. Everyone else could go to hell because today was her day to act like a bitch.

The night wasn't young anymore. Stars dotted the sky and the clouds were no longer visible in the air. Evan looked down from the sky and set his eyes on Isis, who had running mascara from all of the tears falling down her face. It couldn't end like this. Was this what the girls looked like when Evan was done with them? Was this how he made them feel when he strung them along, made them think they had a chance? Of course it was. That was why he did it.

But no more. Evan took hold of Isis in his arms and gave her a tight hug as she sobbed into his shoulder. He looked back up at the sky. This had to stop. He had to make Miranda see that being a player was wrong, and it hurts not only the people you want to hurt, but countless others too.

"Come on," he told Isis. "We need to get out of here. The cops are bound to arrive here any moment now."

Right before they could start walking away though, Miranda and James came walking out of the front door of the house. Through her blurry vision, Isis made out the two figures, knowing instantly who they were by the colors of their clothes. James had on his yellow t-shirt with jeans and Miranda had on a bright red tube shirt and army print booty shorts. She sported this outfit with hot rod red heels and the same color lipstick to match. All of the red caught Isis' eyes.

Isis stopped Evan from taking her any further and wiped away the tears from her eyes furiously. Her feet began stomping over to Miranda of their own accord. When she got close enough to see the wicked smirk plastered on Miranda's face, she began swinging her fists uncontrollably.

A crowd around them grew quickly. Isis swung as Miranda ducked and screamed her heart out. Isis' fists were something to be afraid of. Miranda hadn't been here for long, but she had heard rumors about Isis' fights. Even though one hadn't happened since the last major party, when some girl decided to hit on James, the fight was still being talked about.

As soon as Isis got ahold of Miranda's hair, she didn't let go. Miranda's pink extensions came out one by one, in the most painful way possible. Miranda couldn't put up with this anymore. Kicking off her red pumps, she finally stood up for herself and knocked Isis onto the floor.

"Ohh!" the crowd cheered, and soon, the entire house was empty because they were all watching the fight outside.

"You won't get away with this you bitch!" Isis screeched at her opponent.

"Good thing I already did then!" Miranda yelled and began scratching at Isis' face.

"The cops are coming! The cops! Everyone run! Get out of here!"