The Baddies Bad Boy

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Royal POV

Casey was laying on his bed, with his phone in hand, ' Royal, when are we going to tell them? ' He asked, placing his phone on his bare chest and staring at the ceiling.

' When were ready. ' I said, curling my hair. Casey sighed, ' I am ready. '

I noted the frustration in his voice, ' But i'm not, duh. ' I said, getting annoyed with this conversation.

Every since we left the mall, he has been bugging me and dropping hints at Flynn and April.

' Fine, its cool. ' he said, angrily walking out, putting his shirt over his head, ' I hope you fall and break your neck too. ' I yelled after him.

He sucked his teeth and left. I called April getting hot headed, ' When are you coming over? I need help with my wings. ' I said, lying.

I just need a real friend
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Flynn POV

I grabbed my blue washed jacket and tight knee slit jeans and my vans. My ' father ' walked in, glaring at me, ' Wear the hell do you think you are going? '

He asked, his jaw ticked, ' None of your damn business, you aren't my father. ' I said, getting annoyed by his presences. He clinched his hand and made his way toward me.

' How dare you talk to your father like this? ' I spun around dangerously close to him, ' You weren't my father twelve years ago. '

He slapped my face causing me to stumble back, tears formed in my eyes seeing him smirk with success, ' See, you are just a bitch. Like that filthy whore of a mother you have. '

He walked away out of my sight.

Shit.

' Go to that party, i'm bringing bitches over tonight. ' He said, flipping me off and continuing  to walk away.

I need to go to this party and forget my woes
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At the party

I grabbed some liquor and dowsed it in a second. It burned down my throat like fire. Liana and her friends surrounded my cheering.

Grabbing her waist, i gripped her butt and kissed her. She kissed back, passionately but it was kinda . . . sloppy. Casey tapped my shoulder, ' Dude. '

He said, looking between me and someone, ' What? Can't you see i'm busy? ' I said, grabbing another cup and Liana.

' April is looking. ' I spun around slowly seeing April with her lips parted and sadness through her eyes.

Shit.

I let go of Liana and my drink, trying to get to April. Key word: trying. People patted my back or tried dancing with me. Pushing past them, April waved her hand in my face while her head was down.

' I'm disappointed in you. ' She said, with sorrow laced around her words. I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest, ' Its not like you liked me or anything. '

' See, that is where you are wrong, i have always liked you but you pushed me away to hang out with your friends or your bitchy girlfriend. ' Rolling my eyes, Royal came over to April.

' Lets go, April, he isn't worth it. ' Royal glared at me, ' I have always liked you too but you have your boyfriend, Phillip, at your side like a fucking sex toy. '

April scoffed and got out of Royals grasp, ' Don't call him that if anything i should say that to you, groping on to Liana like a dog with his stick. And that is just you drunk talking. '
 
' Don't bring her into this conversation. ' I yelled causing April to back away, ' Flynn this isn't you just calm down. ' April said, pushing on my chest because i kept going forward.

' Don't. ' I grabbed her arm pulling her to me, ' Tell me what to fucking do! ' I squeezed her arm and through her down the porch. Royal gasped and punched me in the face.

' Back the fuck up! What the hell is wrong with you? ' Royal yelled, Casey grabbed April and Royal to walk away. April face was red from hitting the floor.
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April POV

The love of my life hurt me . . .

' You okay April? ' Casey asked holding my hand. I nodded and looked at the window toward Casey's house. Flynn was standing on the stairs, looking for something.

His eyes landed on me and his face went pale. he mouthed the words, ' I'm so sorry. '

I turned back not letting him see me cry, ' Casey, where is my phone? ' I asked, searching my pocket, ' You dropped it on the porch, but i grabbed it for you. He cracked your phone. '

Casey said, handing my now cracked phone, dialing his number it ranged, ' Phillip, i need you. '