*Kylie*
Oh for the love of all things holy. Why are they here?! As I turn to look at them I notice Bryan is already staring at me.Me and Jess get up to leave before Colton starts talking us to death.
"Oh look, it's fat ass one and two." Brittany yells in front of the whole restaurant. All eyes were on us now. Jess is gripping onto her bag straps tightly as a bright pink blush creeps on her face. I look up about to speak but Brittany beats me to it.
"How's your herpes? Sleeping with the whole football team is a big deal, even for you." She smirks as she gets up and dumps her water on Jesse's head. Oh hell no. That's my best friend bitch.
I go to grab onto Brittany but Jess pulls my arm and drags me out the building. I'm seething with rage and almost shatter my window when I slam my door shut. Hot tears fall down my face as I start to drive down the road.
I need a drink.
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When I get home my mom is gone again, so I sneak into my dads old office and steal some vodka. I go into the kitchen and grab a solo cup filled with ice and then head to my room.I pour a generous amount of vodka into my cup and tilt it back so the chilled liquid slides down my throat. It burns like a bitch but I don't care. I just want to forget. Forget my shitty life.
After my 4th cup I'm slightly intoxicated. Very intoxicated. Intoxicated. Funny.
I tried to walk down the steps but I ended up falling down most of them. I almost broke my neck on those raggedy ass stairs.
When I get outside one of my feet feels wet. Oh well.
I keep walking and saying hi to random people until I end up in an alley. It's pretty dark. Darker than light. No shit Kylie.
BAM!
A sharp pain shoots up my spine as I'm slammed against the wall. "What is it with people slamming me into things?!" I yell into the strange woman's face. She's tall and buff.
I must look like a steak because she's staring at me like she's fucking starving. I try to get out of her grip but she's strong and I'm drunk. I forgot about that last part.
"Come on lady what's your deal? Let me go!" I spit in her face. Her smirk turns into a snarl. She slaps me so hard I almost fall.
"GIRL! GIRL! I'M NOT A FUCKING GIRL YOU SLUT!!" She yells. Then what are you? Oh a boy! I forgot!
"How the fuck are you a boy? Am I that drunk?" I ask confused. "You want me to show you how much of a boy I am?" He smirks while licking his chapped lips.
"AARON! What the fuck are you doing?" A very familiar voice asks. Who is that? I can't see because King Kong here is blocking my view.
"Who is that?" I start jumping up and down. Bad idea. As soon as Aaronella starts to talk I vomit all over his very pretty purple converse.
"EW WHAT THE FUCK!" He exclaims as he back up gagging. It's Bryan! My favorite little friend!
"Bryan you came to save me from Aaronella!" I scream as I jump on him.
He pushes me off and scoffs. Wait what?
"Don't flatter yourself bitch. I'm not saving you, I just hate him."
"Bryan why is my foot wet?" I ask laying on the concrete with my eyes closed. I'm tired.
"You don't have on a shoe you fucking idiot" Bryan spits as he punches Aaronella in the nose. Oh shit. I heard a crack.
"My boss is going to kill you Bryan! I was getting more merchandise for him and you come in like fucking superman and take it!" Aaronella yells with blood running down his shirt.
"Aaronella that's not very nice. I'm not merchandise and even if I was you couldn't afford me." I laugh. He gets up, spits blood at Bryan and walks away.
Bryan starts walking away and I get scared. "Bryan wait! Can you walk me home please?" I ask. Bryan turns and looks at me with a 'bitch please' look.
"Well it was worth a shot." I shrug.
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Well it's been a while....
Sorry.
My sorry don't really mean anything does it.
Nope.I have been going through a lot lately so just cut me some slack. I will be trying to upload more often though.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter because I enjoyed writing it.
Have a good week 😘

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Teen FictionMeet Kylie Richards, 16 year girl who is neither nerd nor popular. Everyone just kind of knows her except Bryan Trace, total ass who doesn't care about anyone or anything. What happens when the bad boy meets the not so good girl? *Rated M *I don't h...