I'm A Loser

I'll Be Back

They had finished up and John's shirt was undone, his pants were unzipped, and his hair was a mess. Liz's shirt was taken off, and her jeans had slid down to her knees. They fixed themselves up again and John took her down to the kitchen. He grabbed two beers and gave one to Lizzy. The two beers soon ended up not being enough and the two became extremely drunk very quickly. John set the beer down with a shaky hand and out his two hands on Liz's hips. Liz wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed. It was a sloppy and messy kiss, their two tongues explored each other's mouth. John heard Mimi coming up the steps to the front door.

"Oh shit."

"What's wrong, Johnny?" Liz said with a smile.

"Um... Nothing lets just head out through the back door.

Liz nodded and kissed John. Liz would barely move from kissing John so he had to pick her up and carry her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and John lifted her up and held her by her thighs. John slammed the door behind them and headed out down the path.

"Alright Liz you can get down now."

"I don't wanna..." She wined.

John laughed and went along with it. Alright then. John slapped her arse and fixed his grip on her arse and thighs. Instead of the usual cry from this, Liz giggled and kissed John's cheek. She put her fingers through his hair and messed it up even more. John kissed down her neck and walked her around the neighborhood.

"Another bird, John?" A voice called out from a window.

"Yea Pete and you can't have her!" John laughed.

Pete flicked him off jokingly and closed his window. Pete called Paul, "Hey Paul, who's John's new bird?" Paul said that it wasn't anyone special since he didn't want George to know that he was talking about Liz. George had recovered well from the knock out and was about to head out back to his place. He still had no idea what had happened to Liz but Paul convinced him to just go back to his house and that Liz would be there later. George went along with this. George had gotten back to his house and was opening the door when he heard a high-pitched laugh. He turned around to see where it was coming from when his eyes locked on two people. One was John and the other was Lizzy. George rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing anything. He looked again and he saw the same thing. Liz was making out with John and she seemed to be happy doing it. John continued to grab her arse even though she was being carried anymore. George could see Liz putting her hands through John's hair. George slammed the door and John heard it. John told Liz that they should go Pete's house and she agreed. John wanted to make sure that George didn't see them.

Meanwhile, George had put his back on the door and fell to the ground. He put his head in between his knees and began to bawl his eyes out. George cried and cried and couldn't seem to come to his senses. He managed to get to his room and open the drawer next to his bed. He grabbed the sharpest blade he had and cut into his wrists. He cried at the pain and the idea that he had lost the only person that understood him. He dropped the blade and wrapped himself under the bed's sheets. For the several hours that he had spent bawling his eyes out, Liz had been having a great time at Pete's.

John had gotten her so drunk that she allowed John to take her shirt and jeans off. Pete and John were sitting on the couch with a couple of beers as they watched Liz dance and play around in just her underwear. She started to get tired and fell asleep on the two boys. Her head was on John's crotch and her arse and bare legs were on Pete. Pete slapped her and John put his fingers through her hair and made out with her forcefully. When she woke up a few hours later, she was totally lost.

"J-John? What happened?" She asks looking at her near-naked body.

"Well, you entertained me and Pete tremendously." John said with a smirk.

He leaned in to kiss her when Liz pushed him away.

"Stop!"

"What's wrong, Love? You let me do this earlier, and much more actually."

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"My God Liz, you must've been really drunk." He chuckled.

"How could you do this John? You-you used me like I was a fucking slut!" She said as we eyes became watery.

"Well you're too fucking hot not to do anything with." John smirked.

"Just take me back to George's!" She cried.

"Alright, alright..." John said unwillingly.

He opened the door for Liz and let her go outside before smacking her arse.

Liz looked at him, crying.

"Oh c'mon. I needed one last time before I turned you back to George."

She got in the car and John drove her back to George's house.

She told John to leave as soon as he dropped her off and he did. She opened the door and saw George in the kitchen.

Her mouth dropped. She saw George with a knife pointed at himself.

"GEORGE!" She screamed as loud as she could.