21st Century Breakdown: Nathan and Ari

5 - Christian's Inferno

I'm hoping this chapter is longer than the other ones so I can make up for not uploading in forever. I don't know what's happened to meeee! *dies*

Okay, go read.

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Chapter 5

Anthony Wright

I sighed impatiently as Nathan droned on about how he thought Ari was being a "fucking bitch" for not taking him back immediately. Well, someone's a little conceited, I thought to myself, getting ready to cut him off. He's been annoying as fuck for the past five minutes, and I'm sick of hearing false things about Ari. It's not cool.

"Okay, do you even know her anymore? Because it sure seems like you don't!" I shouted, finally having enough of Nathan's near constant complaining. "You need to shut up with all this shit about Ari and let her be her for a night. Just a fucking night! Nathan, you know you're like my brother, right?" He nodded, looking taken aback by my sudden interruption. "Well, you're annoying the shit outta me right now, and you need to stop. If you want someone to complain to, then go get drunk and find some drunk-ass whore in there, so you might just get something out of talking and talking and talking!"

He stood up, looking madder than ever towards me. "Y'know what, Anthony? You can just fuck off and die," he said, acid dripping from his words. Before storming back through Dani's front door, he flipped me off, not even caring enough to look back at my response, which was the same gesture.

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Nathan Pritchard

I stormed back inside, not without giving Anthony the finger behind my back, though. His idea wasn't too bad, though. Maybe it was just something I needed, to experience what it's like

So, the first thing I did when I walked back into Dani's kitchen and living room? I grabbed a red Solo cup right out of someone's hands. Little did I know, though, that that someone was none other than Anna McKinley, the sluttiest girl in school. Hm, maybe one night with a whore is all I need... I thought to myself, looking down at Anna's astonished face.

"Um, what the fuck?!?" she shrieked in her nasally voice over the sound of the music. I chuckled a bit, putting the plastic to my lips and chugging what was left of the alcohol that was once in the cup.

"Kinda makes you wanna fuck me, don't it?" I asked, handing her back the empty drink receptacle. She just smiled, stood up on her tip-toes, slung her arms around my neck, and began kissing me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, hoping that Ari wouldn't come in and see this.

Although, what did it matter to me? We're apparently both single now, and she won't give a fuck anyway.

Or would she?

Oh, who am I kidding? She's probably off somewhere else, fucking some other guy in spite of what I said earlier.

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Ari Armstrong

Christian laughed. "As surprising as it seems, Green Day is actually one of my favorite bands," he said, running to a different isle in the 7-Eleven.

"Wait...what are you doing...?" I questioned, beginning to giggle as well.

"...Nothing you need to know about," he answered in all seriousness, lowering himself to make it look like he was sinking into the floor. That just made me laugh even harder.