"We need to talk." Matt says grabbing my arm and pulling me upstairs. He opens the door to the guest bedroom and takes me inside then locks it.
"What the fuck Matt?" I scream as he tries to push me up against the wall.
"Damm baby girl feisty." He says trying to kiss me.
"What about your girlfriend Bella?" I scream at the top of my lungs. No one's going to hear but I'm praying someone does.
"Fuck her." He says as he kisses my neck pushing me against the wall.
This feels so wrong he has a girlfriend but she cheats on him(No shade but let's get real). But It feels right but it shouldn't. No I wouldn't want a guy to do this to me. I shove him off and unlock the door then walk downstairs. I found aaron and found him doing lines suprise. I do a few cause I'm going to try and get wasted. I went and got more of whatever the fuck Aaron was drinking. Thank god I don't have work tomorrow so I can do whatever I want. Whenever I party hard I don't feel it till the next day cause usually I'm to wasted to notice.
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I wake up my head pounding wanting to bang my head against the wall. And this is the reason I party, drink, and do drugs. Love the feeling the next day especially when I wake up in someone else's bed. I look around it looks fuzzy but once it focuses I see the oh so familiar cream walls. And my vanity, my dresser, my bathroom door, wait I'm in my bed. What the hell how did I get from Aarons house to my apartment and not die. It was probably just one of his friends who brought me home. No all of his friends drink to much they would have killed us. Pancakes! Who the hell is cooking pancakes. I mean I love pancakes but still who is in my house cooking pancakes. I should find out should I bring a knife no a murder wouldn't be making pancakes.
I get out of bed and look in my mirror I kinda actually hope a murder is cooking me food. I'm hungry and they smell good so I'm down. I walk out and into the kitchen it's him dulled pink hair, tattoos, those stupid skinny jeans.
"Hey what are you doing here?" I ask walking beside him then sitting on the counter.
"Good morning to you two.I'm here cause you tried to drive home and I didn't want you to die." He says as he hands a plate of pancakes that actually look really good.
"You cared if I died or not?" I ask as I get a knife and fork then sit at a chair.
"Yeah." He says as he turns off the stove and puts the dishes in the sink. And almost tries to wash them.
"Stop. I have a girl who does that, sit down." I tell him as he turns on the water. He shakes his head and I'm now thinking that I should stop and start just cleaning up my on house.
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I know short I'm sorry.
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Tattoos \Blackbear fanfic/
Fanfiction"Matt this is the reason I woln't talk to you for one minute. Cause if you don't get what you want you throw a fit and act like your god. Mabey once you break up with Bella and I can trust you I'll talk to you. But until then leave me alone." I say...
