Chapter Thirty: Vicy

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*C.C.*

"Where is Vicey?" I said, all of a sudden as Bret and Bobby came up tonus, Bobby laughed "They claimed you we're both beings asses and left."
I sighed and shook my head, as Bret started talking to piss me off "Lets go ride around!" Bobby shouted.

*vicy*

After watching The Outsiders with Mia, I was getting dressed for bed when the door opened and C.C. came in "I hate Bret Fucking Michaels" he said, and started removing his jeans and shirt getting on the bed, I yawned and said "Why?"
"Because I drunk the last beer" he slurred, he was drunk. I sighed and climbed into bed laying down, and closing my eyes "He's a ass baby, let's sleep."
"I dont want to sleep" he said, as his arm encircled me and brought me closer as he kissed me, i yawned in his mouth he laughed drunkenly "Sleepy? Cant be" he said, and his hand slid under my night gown, and into my panties.
I sighed "C.C. not tonight" I said, and pulled away. He brought me back and tried to kiss me "Baby, not Tonight" I said, and he tried again.
"Bruce!" I said, and got on my knees turning to face him, he slapped me as Mia and Rikki came in the room to see what wrong.
We all just froze as I held my hand to my cheek, the tears came and I said "The dsmn wedding is fucking off Bruce Johannesson."
I walked out the door and to the garage in a corner to cry

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