The Missy Diaries

A Really Well Timed Piss

Missy wheeled around and put on her best fake smile.

" Hey Michael. It's been to long." Missy tried her hardest to sound enthusiastic.

" I know. You look really, really good." He put his hand on her shoulder and caught him mentally undressing her.

" You too. How have you been?" She found herself slowly backing into a corner to avoid getting too close to him.

" I've been fine. What about you ? You still hang around that stupid blonde bitch Marissa, or whatever her name is?"

" Yes, I still do hang with Larissa, she's one of my really close friends."

" Ah, you're still a little slut, I see. I would ask if you have a boyfriend, but I already know you don't. You're still a huge whore."

" I'm not a whore. I never slept around behind your back, and you know it. When you started taking me to those parties is when I went on a decline. I'm trying to rebuild my life, but you always come back into my life and make it worse for me. i can believe i wasted three years of my life with you. Nor can i believe i ever loved you." Missy got a sharp backhand to the cheek.

" Don't you ever talk to me like that. I will punch the living daylights out of you. I will take you out of this world, believe me, I will."

" Okay, Michael, what do you want?" Missy pleaded. She held the part of her face that was certainly bruising by now.

" I want you to come home with me. I'm sorry, I promise you I will change. Just please come home with me." He grabbed her arm and fell to his knees.

" No, Michael. I've heard this too many-" Michael quickly jumped up and Missy was cut off with a hard fist to the face.

" You are coming home with me. Don't make me raise my voice."

" Yes Michael." Missy thought she heard the faint foot steps, and prayed that some one was there.

" Do as I say or I will end you, little slut." Michael declared. He suddenly flew around and had a slightly tattooed arm on his neck.

" Do not talk to my girlfriend that way." She knew that voice any where. It was HP. Michael looked genuinely scared."If you talk that way to her again, I will hurt you. Do you hear me?"

" Um, yes,yeah."Michael stuttered.

" Leave here now, and never come back." HP let him go and he ran away, probably right out of the little 4 star resturaunt. He walked over to Missy, who was starting to tear up, and wrapped his arms around her." Are you okay? Do you need doctor?"

" I'm fine. Thanks. But one thing. Girlfriend?" Missy turned her head up at him and smiled.

" I have been meaning to ask you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

" Of course. I thought you'd never ask. But can i borrow your phone? I can't quite face the guys."

" Yeah, you want me to call Larissa for you?"

" Will you please? Tell her it's Code Blue. She understands."

" Okay. I will. Is your face starting to bruise?"

" Um, yeah, I think it is. Kiss it better, will you?" HP was being shy, but he kissed her ever-so-softly on her cheek and forehead.

" Larissa said she's outside. What do you want me to tell Jarno, Jukka, and Jarppi?" HP wrapped his arm around her and walked her outside. It was pretty cold outside, and Missy was shivering.

" Tell them I'll explain everything later. I oughta tell you right now who that wa and what just happened shouldn't I? Well that douche was my ex boyfriend Michael, and he-"