Bad Girl [GirlxGirl]

24)Aftermath

Taylor

'Dean might hit like a bitch but he hits like a UFC Saturday Night Pay-Per-View Special Cyborg bitch.'

My body is a singular ache with reoccurring lightning strikes at my head and stomach. The pain is so bad that I run through the rest of my codeine in two days. My already bruised knuckles and recovering back scream at me. My poor body has been through hell and back.

'Have I really been in back to back fights with Dean every weekend since classes started? That's a personal best. Or an all time low. All this shit over a girl too? Doesn't even sound like me. Time to get back to basics. No more girlfriends: pretend or real.'

"Oy Rocky Marciano! You're still the champ!" Trev bellows.

"Barely, dickhead. Must you yell? My ears were the only part of me not aching." I whine. I drag my aching husk of a body into a sitting position which reawakens the world of pain I recently left behind in a codeine trip.

"Aww not feeling too well? That is quite a shock to me. I'm just spitballing here, but maybe, just maybe, if you didn't go head to head with a hulking Neanderthal two weekends in a row then you would not look like a human punching bag."

"I would retort but I honestly don't have the energy. Could you go to the Pharmacist for me? Tell him I need a post-op celebrity tummy tuck package."

"I could for a price."

"Name it. Anything short of sleeping with you."

"Ew, tosser. Just let me headline the rest of the parties until graduation."

"Done deal, deal done."

"Alright then, slugger. I'll have Han keep you company."

"Thank you. But I will rather be alone."

"Whatever's clever. Laters!" Trev shouts directly into my ear.

"Asshole," I say to Trev as he leaves. I start massaging my temple but to no relief or satisfaction. The singular ache that I call a body is throbbing. I would welcome any pain reliever even a knockout punch. The only thing that makes me happy is knowing that I beat Dean.

'How could Ren think she can play me? The ultimate player? In a sense, I'm a bit flattered to be a bet between two prima donna ballerinas On the other hand, it's disrespectful. How can either one of them think that I'm heartbroken? Pbbtt. Never that.'

"Urgghh." I groan.

"You okay?" Han says from the kitchen.

"I'm something." I reply as Han walks in the room with two ice bags and what looks to be the entire contents of her medicine cabinet.

"Here. Put this one on your head and this one on your hand, slugger. I have wraps, astringent, butterfly bandages, peroxide, alcohol, and some weird splints for either your finger or nose. I couldn't tell you which to be honest." Han rambles.

'Han has been smothering me. Guilt is a hell of a thing.'

"Thanks for the ice. I don't need the rest. Keep your weird splint for your boyfriend. You need to chill. I know you didn't know about Ren's stupid ass bet." I say tampering the edge in my voice.

"I really thought she was good for you. I thought she would be your Trevor."

"Who says I want a Trevor? I didn't even want whatever she was. Was because she's now the past."

"True. You just need to recover especially because next weekend is Parent weekend."

"Damn. I forgot all about that. Mom will be expecting me and Adrienne to be together. Han, I don't know if I can fake it especially in front of mom."

"I forgot too. Maybe make an excuse?"

"Argh. Fuck Adrienne for this. You know I didn't like lying to mom before. Now I'll have to come clean."

"Or ask Ren to fake it one more time. I mean wasn't the whole plan fake anyway. You claim to not have feelings for her. So what would it hurt to call her and tell her to continue to fake it for one weekend?"

"You can't be serious! How in the hell am I supposed to ask her to continue when I know she'll betray me? She made a stupid bet with a damn ballerina over a 10 year old Beemer. That shit is embarrassing. The worst part is that she thinks that she has broken my heart."

"Tay, you finally had genuine feelings for a girl. Isn't it a little ironic that the girl you like is as bad as you? Plus everyone has met her. It'd be easier to just get her back for one weekend. That way you get what you want and closure. After the weekend you can be done with her."

"No. Time to find a new date. For someone who feels guilty, you sure are pushing the Ren option. Maybe you should be her best friend." I say angrily getting up from the sofa which is no easy feat.

'I got to get out of here. I need to find a new girlfriend.'

Adrienne

'How'd I go from I want you back by The Jackson 5 to Who's lovin' you by The Jackson 5? I feel terrible. I wanted to call off the bet before the shitstorm last night. Damn the car and damn Ann. Mama's gonna be so disappointed in me. Not to mention how Tay looked at me. I don't what to do to fix all of this. Mama and Papa are on their way here to see me and my new girlfriend. At least I have the dorm to myself. Hurricane Ann came and went.'

I use the thinking time to clean the dorm and blast music. Putting everything in its place usually feels satisfying. It doesn't take long to straighten the dorm.

'I'm still where I was an hour ago. Maybe if I explain everything to Tay then we can work it out. After all, I really like her and she likes me. It would be stupid to stop seeing each other. We both hurt each other. One good apology from each other and we should be good. Either way, I'll have to explain it to Mama and Papa.'

Knock knock.

Someone knocks on the door. The sound bringing me out of my melancholy. The knocking gets more forceful as I get closer to the door.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" I ask as I open the door. As the door swings open my visitor comes into view.

'Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Can I still win her back?'