My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

35|"fucked up"

| Beth |

About a month has passed and tonight is Halloween and life has been unbelievably amazing.

Absolutely no pain, drama, or fighting has occurred within my group of friends like there has been.

Ethan and Grayson have been extremely kind to Damien and have been supportive of our relationship. I think the twins are finally losing feelings for me and are accepting Damien.

Damien dropped most of his annoying and rude friends and started sticking with my group.

Damien also got a job at a local sandwich and got enough money to re paint his car back to it's original dark red color, and the cut on his face is fully healed.

Also, Damien and I have been getting along amazingly. It's like all that drama and pain never even happened.

"Spooky ass party tonight at our place!" The Dolans screamed in sync, informing the entire lunch room.

Everyone in the room went wild and started hooting and hollering, getting hyped up for tonight's party.

"I think you should be a play boy bunny," Damien muttered into my ear. 

I giggled and playfully pushed his shoulder, "Only if you dress as a sexy cop... and arrest me."

Damien's eyes widened and cleared his throat, "Sounds like a deal."

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Damien and I showed up together at the Dolans Halloween party.

There was a giant 'Danger Ahead' sign attached to their front door. We walked in and a variety of different costumes, masks, and outfits filled my vision.

Damien and I decided to match our outfits and show up as if it was a masquerade party. The both of us were wearing masks to cover our face, but mine was white and his was black. Our masks covered the majority of our faces.

I had on a tight white lace romper matched with a long white cape. The white mask made my dark blue eyes pop. I let my long dark wavy hair free.

Damien wore a black suit with a long black drooping cape. His mask covered his signature slit eye brow.

[A/N: Pictures of their masks are at the bottom.]

As we walked through the door, Damien and I managed to make people turn heads and give us stares.

"Oh! There's Mrs. and Mr.!" Cameron shouted waving Damien and I over. 

Cameron was dead ass dressed as a sexy cop, just what I wanted Damien to dress up as.

A guy dressed up as nearly as the exact same outfit as Damien was standing right beside Cameron, eyeing me up and down.

The only difference between their outfits was that their masks were slightly different.

I pointed at the guy, "Damien, look it's your twin!" 

Then, Ethan, who was dressed up as a werewolf came up and swung his arm around the mystery boy. "Hey, he's my twin!" Ethan shouted over the bumping music and loud people.

My eyes widened, "Gray?"

Grayson lifted up his mask and smirked, "I'm mystery boy tonight. Thanks Damien, for copying me."

Damien laughed and playfully apologized to Grayson.

Nate walked up and handed Damien and I a nice cold beer.

"Chug!" Nate shouted as we received the drinks.

Instantly, Damien and I glanced at one another and smirked. Then, without a word we both began chugging the bottles of alcohol as fast as could, quickly intoxicating ourselves.