Chapter 6
I ended up eating in my car.
"Who was that girl and why was she on Winter's lap?" I said to myself. Maybe I should find another stoner. I left my car and through away my trash. I then heard someone walking. It was Winter, lighting a cigarette. He looked at me and smirked.
"Hey pussy kitten."
"Go hang with your girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?"
"Yeah. Blondie?"
"Oh, Kara?" I rolled my eyes." She's my bitch, my slut, my whore. Not girlfriend."
"What?" I was confused.
"She's kinda like my slave."
"You goths are weird as fuck."
"Don't judge." Winter grinned, coming close to me and stroked my hair. "Wanna be my other slut?"
"Not in a million fucking years." He puffed his cigarette and blew the smoke in my face.
"What if I kissed you?" My heart started to beat faster and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. Winter came in closer. I could feel his minty breath fanning my hot face. As I closed my eyes and waited, "Just kidding." He said.
As he walked away, I said something unlady like. "Cunt!"
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Acak" Smile a little more," Winter teased, taking another picture of me. We were at his apartment, with no electricity and little sister at his grandma's. "I can't. It's raining and rain puts me in a sad mood." I told him, fluffing his hair as he took a...
