Kiss It All Better
Chapter Two
"Hey, Ricky who is this?"
"A girl."
"What's her name?"
"Spencer."
"Why is she on your couch?"
"She ran away. I found her."
"She's hot."
"Shut up, Chris."
"Make me."
"You're a pig."
"And you're not?"
"Shut up."
"Will you make me pancakes?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"You're a jerk."
"So are you, and I want pancakes."
"Make them yourself."
"Last time I made pancakes I almost burned down my house."
"Good point."
"So will you make me some."
"No."
"Ricky!"
"What?"
"Please?"
"No."
"Jackass."
"Dumbass."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to."
"You're mean."
"So are you, Chris."
"No, I'm not lair."
"I'm not a liar."
"Yes, you are, Ricky."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"OH MY GOD WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT THE HELL UP CAN'T A GIRL GET SOME SLEEP!" I screamed at the two boys fighting across the room.
They both looked at me. Their eyes were wide and they seemed scared, as if I were a serial killer.
"Sorry," Ricky muttered. I opened my eyes and looked at Ricky. He was wearing black boxers and the same gray v-neck from last night. Could he not put pants on, no. The view was nice.
I looked over at the other guy and my breath caught in my throat. I followed along the long legs that went on for miles.
"You're you're you're," I muttered not knowing how to say what I was thinking. The words weren't forming and I was tripping over my words.
"I'm?" He asked raising his painted on eyebrow, that he did so much better than any girl I've ever seen. Seriously they were perfect and I was jealous of how perfect they were.
"Chris Motionless!" I half yelled.
"Hey look at that, I am!" He smiled. "I'm guessing your a fan?"
"Did you even see her shirt?" Ricky said from the kitchen.
"No! I was a bit preoccupied with the fact that there was a girl on your couch!" He said. "I didn't think you could get one and so fast, too."
"Okay," I said slowly standing up. I was still sore from last night. "Hey, Ricky?"
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Kiss It All Better
FanfictionSpencer Blake was abused by her father. He would beat her and then, leave her to cry herself to sleep. The day of her father's death, she thought everything would get better, that nothing else could happen to her, but she was wrong. When she finds a...
