Wrong Angels (GirlxGirl)

Music

I stopped singing and turned my music down when I heard a knock at the door. I tucked my wings into my jacket and opened the door.

J stood in front of me looking upset, "Beth, you don't get to decide who I hang out with. You're a good friend, and I don't have many of those so don't even think about trying to get rid of me." She was fuming. Her beautiful face was red with anger.

I breathed out slowly I didn't want to do this, but she deserved so much better than me.

"I don't fucking care, Jeannie! You're not my damn friend!" I screamed at her trying to hold back my tears.

"Shut up! I don't care what you think about yourself because its not true! I like you, and you can pretend all you want that you don't like me but I'm not stupid!"
I gasped at her outburst. She likes me?

J started stuttering, "A-as a friend."

I sighed sadly, "Jeannie, I don't care how you fucking feel because we aren't friends!"

I was just so tired. I don't want her to be with someone as worthless as me.

Tears were going down her face, "I know how you feel, but you're a good person."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

J's eyes shot down and she stepped forward and grabbed my arm. She pushed up the sleeve of my jacket.

She gasped loudly at the new angry red scar I had, "Beth..."

I yanked my arm back hard and pulled my sleeve back down, "Just leave me the fuck alone, J. It doesn't matter."

"Of course you matter." she whispered.

J took a deep breath and closed my door. She walked over to my radio and turned it up quite a lot.

"Go lay on the bed." J said in a commanding voice. I didn't really know what she was doing, but I couldn't say no to her.

She walked, first, into my closet and then grunted, muttering something I couldn't make out. She found the bathroom and walked in searching through my cabinets.

J walked out holding the knife, and stuck it in her bag. I knew she was trying to 'fix' me, but it wouldn't work. Nobody can.

J hovered over me and pulled off my jacket. I wanted to resist but her pretty red hair fell in front of her face as she said,"Beth, please. Let me take care if you."

I melted at that. I wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her. J came and sat on the bed with me and pulled my arm into her lap.

"Sing to me." She whispered as her soft fingers glide across the scars on my arms.

I sighed a little bit at that, both her request and the feel of her hands on me.

"Dark places. I know too well.
Fantasy competes to be my only.
I'm fucking lonely.
Like bottles on the shelf
I'm chasing after rock and roll.
Kicking and screaming.
I've been waiting for you to call.
Dress me up. My sucker love. Drive me round.
Kicking and screaming.
So long and thanks for all
The make believe. The memories
Of you and me.
Kicking and screaming."

I sang Kicking and screaming by All Time Low to her and she laid her head down in my lap still stroking my arm.

I hesitantly started to play with her hair as I sang. She whispered sweet things to me while I sang. Like it would be okay and she would be here.

I somehow knew she was telling the truth though. J wouldn't lie to me. She was much better than I deserve; I know that for a fact. She made me feel though, like I was important.

I finally stopped singing to her because I was getting hoarse. It was getting really late.

"J? Do you want to stay the night?" I whispered.

She smiled up at me sheepishly, "I brought clothes in my bag."

I laughed. This girl knew that she could get her way with just about anyone. She certainly had me wrapped around her finger.

"Do you wanna meet my sister tomorrow?" I asked her softly because it looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"I've already met Daire." J mumbled.

"Not her. My twin. She's going to be here all summer."

"Mmkay."

I laughed and put her head on the pillow beside me. I got on the other side and stretched out my wings careful not to hit her.

"Goodnight, beautiful." I say softly and kissed her cheek.