The Taboo Topics

Her Revenge

Dedicated to the fantastical SmexyCurls!!!!!!!!! Because I once had a dream that I shot her!! She's the inspiration for this story!!! Be happy, kiss her feet... Maybe not.

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You never meant to kill them. It just went too far. Your anger got the better of you. You used the dreaded gun without knowing you were. They fell to the ground and you came out of your daze and you screamed. You had just killed your true love. Oh...well you better get out of there quick. You don't need to be in jail. You should feel sad but you don't. You think to yourself 'It's his fault he is dead...he cheated on me', if he had only been faithful then he would not be lying on the floor, dead.

'The stupid, cheating bastard had it coming', you think, 'as did the stupid bitch.' You feel no remorse and you find that ok, it is their entire fault that they are now rotting on the expensive carpet in the slag's house. Why in gods name should you feel bad? You take one last glance at the bodies and got as far away from them as possible. You drove as fast as you could to BlackPool. You get out of the car and stand in BlackPool surrounded by bikini clad girls and toned boys. You let out a breath and sit down on the warm sand, pull your aviators out of your bag, and look up at the sun. You feel like you should cry but no tears will come out, your ducts are probably dry from crying about the fact that he left you. You try to clear your mind of him but memories flood back in and you are now reminiscing about the first time you ever took a notice to him.

It was September 1, lunch had just started and as you were talking to that annoying brunette who thought you were her friend, you caught a glimpse of him laughing with your sister. You had known him for five years but not until this moment did you think he was handsome. You were wrong, he was radiant. With his blonde hair hanging over his emerald eyes, that half-smile that graced his pointed face, he was a god. You could not take your eyes off of him but when the annoying brunette, or Rita, told you your gum was falling out of your mouth, you stopped embarrassed. That night all you could think of was him.

You told your sister, Avalon of the crush, which was a horrible mistake since she told him. He asked you that day on the field and you turned beet red and ran form the long stretch as him and the rest of your peers burst out laughing. He was mean but you still liked him. You liked him a lot.

The next few months were hell since at every available moment he would say something like, "Hey Celeste, wanna make out with me in a broom cupboard," and then laugh as you dashed away. Stupid Rita would not let it go either but her whole thing was trying to make him like you back. Back then you thought that would have never worked.

The next year on Valentine's Day you got a card from a secret admirer and your first thought was it was from Rita, trying to make you feel better or Him trying to make you feel worse. The letter said to meet him at the local gazebo and being an idiotic fifteen year old you went up there and there he stood. You thought he was going to laugh but he grabbed you and kissed you. You wanted to pull away but your body would not let you. His hands ran through your long, red hair, as your hands ran up his chest. He finally pulled away and smiled and told you he had liked you for a while. You just stood there dazed as he kissed you again, then left.

You walked down the stairs and back to your room still in a daze, you ignored your mum as she asked where you were and you walked up to your room and fell into bed and dreamed about the kiss with him.

The next day, it seemed like something had changed and you did not know what it was until He grabbed you and exclaimed, "Look, Celeste, my girlfriend is here!" then graced you with a kiss. You looked at him and whispered, "Riley, what did you say?" His was response was just a smile as he headed back to the plastic table. That whole day was weird; everyone came up to you and told you how lucky you were. You did not register that you were dating Riley until three weeks later.