the devil wears leather

Revenge Comes Best Served At Night

I nod my head slowly, as the two sets up "parental guidance" yell at me for sending such an "inappropriate" and "objecifying" text. They called bullshit on Ian stealing my phone because he's perfect. Not when I'm done with him. They made me send an apology text and tell them I was irrational and that was an inappropriate thing to say. They almost took my phone. They made me apologize to a smug faced Ian. We all sat own at the table. I glared at Ian the whole time. "Dove, I know I'm sexy, you don't have to stare." He said. Naveah and Lilly laughed. I glared at everyone and grabbed my food.

"I'm eating in my room." I stomped up the stairs, balancing my drink on my dresser as I slammed the door. I sat down on my hardwood floor. I picked at my chicken and dipped it in ketchup, chomping on it. Tomorrow's your birthday.. be happy! You're gonna be 18! "No. It's gonna be his birthday. His party. His friends. And HE'S turning 18 because it's all about him." I say out loud, anger boiling up into my throat. I stood up, crumbling my box into a ball and chucking it into my waste basket. I sat on my bed, staring at my phone. "Well, I might as well pick out my outfit because I have no friends to help me." I say quietly. I turn to my closet an hear a loud knock on my door. I wipe at my eyes, not noticing before that they had started to leak. I open my door. Lilly, who's holding Keegan, Naveah, holding Deidre, and Stacy greet me.

"We've come to help you pick out an outfit like you do for us." Lilly said. I smiled and open the door wider. They all ran in. Lilly and  Naveah put the babies near my stuffed animals.

"You can't look, the three will put an outfit together." Naveah said. I nodded and sat next to babies. They both crawled into my lap. I gave them raspberries on their stomach and screeched. I laughed. There was a knock on the door and I quickly stood up to get it. Ian. I groaned.

"What?" I spit.

"They want us downstairs. For party shit." He said.

"Idiot, there's a seven year old and babies in here." I hissed, pushing him out of the doorway. He smirked. He pushed me up against the wall.

"Want to give me my present now?" He asked. I smiled, sweetly.

"Sure." I brought my knee up to his crotch and connected. He bent over and I laughed, running down the steps. I met my frowning mother and Sam in the kitchen. I sat in a seat and smiled. "I'm ready." Ian came down slowly, his hands covering his balls. I smirked. He sat next to me and I felt a finger brush my thigh lightly. I slapped his hand away.

"Okay. So I need who you want to come to the kids party." They insisted we get the house to ourselves, the rest of them staying at a hotel. Ian started rambling off a list. I played with the bottom of my shirt. You could invite Olivia. No, then you'd have to invite Robin and William because it's only fair. Ian finishes his list and they all turn to me.

"Uh... I don't have anyone to invite..." I said slowly. I watched Ian's knee bounce under the table.

"Nobody?" My mother said, her voice coated in pity. I shook my head.

"Nobody." I whispered. I looked at Ian, attempting a weak smile. "Any of your friends cute?"

"Uh... no..."

"Okay. I'm gonna go lie down." I push my chair back, walking upstairs slowly. I open my room. "Out." I whisper.

"But..."

"OUT!" Lilly and Naveah grabbed the babies and ran, Stacy following. I shut my door and flipped off the lights. I stripped and pulled on and old t shirt and washed my face blindly from make up and crawled into my bed, surrounding myself in blankets.

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"Hey. Dove!" I opened my eyes and was face to face with Ian. "Goodnight." He smirked. I rolled away from him and shut my eyes. I heard a sigh and the door shut. I heard a bed moan as Ian lay in it. I waited, to hear the loud snores indicating slumber. It took thirty minutes but I finally heard the monstrous roars of Ian sleeping. I got out of bed quickly and grabbed the cardboard boxes and quickly ran to his room. I opened his door slowly and creeped over to his closet. I grabbed all of the shirts, pants, underwear, shorts, hats, socks, everything and stuffed them into the box. I made a quick sweep of his room, and made sure I got everything. I carried the boxes to my room and dropped them on the bed. I started to lay out the clothes and fold them, then placed them back in the box. I picked the box up and put them both in my closet, burying them under my dirty clothes. I saw the dress and sandals the girls had layed out and smiled, fingering the material. I looked at the clock. 5:30. I sighed and grabbed my towel, underwear, and my hair dryer and curler. I hopped into the shower and stood under the water. I shaved as quickly as possible and dried off. I stood there in my towel, drying my hair, and then curling it. I put on foundation, concealer, gold eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner, and a quick coat of lipstick. I smiled and quickly ran to my room, pounding a fist on Ian's door to wake him. I pulled on the strapless, gold and white short dress, and the black sandals. I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs. Then ran back up, remembering the rule of not coming down until the other birthday twin.

"DOVE!" I heard. I smiled and walked over to Ian's room.

"Yes?"

"Give me my clothes now. Or I'm going through your closet." He threatened. I groaned. Curse my good heart. I stomped into my room and grabbed the boxes, throwing them out of my door. Ian smirked and grabbed the box. I sat at the top of the stairs and hummed, waiting for Ian. He came out of his room, his styled black hair, black jeans, white t shirt, and leather jacket, matching perfectly. I stood up and waited for him to come over. He stood next to me and I rolled my eyes, going down first. His hand brushed my butt and I turned around, glaring. I heard a loud scream and screamed louder.

"DAMMIT YOU DO THAT TO ME EVERY YEAR!" I screamed, holding a hand over my heart. My parents laughed and came and hugged me, giving me kisses on the cheek. Ian's parents did the same. I laughed at how uncomfortable Ian looked. I stepped back and looked at the table. Presents piled high. I grabbed an apple. "We have to go." I said. I grabbed Ian's hand and pulled him out of his parents grasps. We waved bye and shut the door. I walked over to the car and he pulled me from it. "Not the motorcycle." I whined.

"Yes the motorcycle." He said, throwing his leg over the bike. I sighed and climbed on, my dress riding up a little.

"You just want, one, my boobs on your back, and two, my arms around you." I said, the bike taking off.

"YUP!" He called over the roaring engine.

We got to school quicker then we ever had and we're greeted with cheers. (All for Ian, because who gives two fucks about me. NO ONE!) I walked away from the bag, telling Ian to not leave without me later. I heard a loud scream and saw Ian lifted onto Scott and Derek's shoulder. I passed Olivia, in the back cheering. She waved and I ignored her, walking past. My birthday isn't important anyway. I'm a nobody. With no friends. It's his stupid birthday. I tried to walk in and slammed into someone, falling on my ass. Hard. "Ohmygod! I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz. Here let me help you up." A soft and sweet voice said, a manicured hand reaching out to me. I grabbed it and was pulled up. "I'm so sorry." She said again. I stared at her. She had dyed red hair, clumps of her original brown, blonde hair peaking out. She had happy, bright blue eyes. She had on a white lace skirt, and a black t shirt with a sneakers. "I'm September." She held out her hand. I shook it.

"Dove."

"That's a pretty name." She said, smiling. "Why are you so dressed up? Or are you a girl who dresses up for no reason because I..."

"No. No. Today's my 18th birthday." I glanced behind me, the group of bimbos, meat heads, and followers coming closer.

"Oh. Happy birthday! How are you celebrating?" She was watching the crowd to. "And what's with him?" She pointed at Ian.

"He's my birthday twin. I live with him, but we have no blood relations.." I said, giving her the quick story.

"So he's your boyfriend?" September said. I laughed.

"Me?! With him! That's hilarious! I think I'll keep you." I said. "You wanna come to my party? So far it's only his friends. And you can stay the night as well." I leaned against the wall. The group was closer and I could hear them screaming happy birthday at the top of their lungs.

"Sure!" She said, happily. The group was in front of us. Ian screamed, saying something I didn't understand. A group of meat heads broke away and walked over to me.

"What are you...." The hoisted me onto their shoulders and I screamed. "DON'T LOOK UP MY DRESS!" September laughed at me. "HELP ME!" She held her stomach.

"Nah, you're good! I'll see you at lunch!" She walked into the school, leaving me dangling up in the air, being held by perverted meat heads.

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Dove: They totally looked up my dress.

Ian: Nah.

Dove: Yes they did. We're you under me?

Ian: No but I wish I were.

Dove: Walked into that one didn't I?

Ian: Yup.