the devil wears leather

Thanks For Shit

Sam, my mom, Naveah, Lilly, and Stacy all smiled at my finishes product. Curled hair, midnight blue dress, silver flats, chandelier earrings, and light makeup. I looked amazing.  I hugged them all. Stacy smiled up at me. "Are you gonna marry Ian?" We laughed.

"I don't know, Stace." I answered. I grabbed my bag and stepped away. The mom's grabbed their cameras and followed. Ian eyed me and I smirked. "Picture time,

pretty boy." I wrapped my arm in his and smiled, facing the camera. I was blinded and blinked.

"YOU'LL MESS UP YOUR MAKEUP!" The moms shrieked. I rolled my eyes.

"We're leaving. Bye weirdos." I walked down the stairs, Ian following, and out of the house, and into the car. I leaned back and sighed.

"You'll mess up your fro!" I smacked him, but laughed. He turned on the car. "If this works, the dance I mean, will you be my girlfriend?" His eyes stared at me.

"Sure." He smiled and pulled out of the driveway. "We're only staying until I ask to leave. I'm a lazy bum who needs her sleep."

"You need a cuddle buddy?" He asked.

"Nope. My stuffed moose should do justice."

"Dammit." I smiled. He pulled into the school and opened my door. I accepted his hand and stared at the school. We walked in slowly, the flashing lights hurting my eyes slightly. We walked into the gym. The lights were dim and they had layed out fake snow. They had black lights and everything was glowing. Even our shirts.

"I'm gonna get some punch." I shouted. He nodded and walked away, to greet some friends. I slipped through everyone, my tight dress making it easier. I poured some into a cup and sipped it. I tasted a small trace of alcohol and threw out the drink. "I'll be dehydrated. And so will Ian." I tried to squeeze past people but this time it wasn't easy. Sweaty, clammy, gross hands, touching me and grinding bodies. I gagged and pushed through them. I tripped onto the floor and started to search for Ian. I saw Olivia and William talking to Robin, and a tall brunette, probably James, and September and Scott. I walked over to them. "HAVE YOU SEEN IAN!"

"He was heading to the corner last time I saw him!" Scott answered. I followed his finger and walked over to the farthest and most secluded corner. I passed a few of the date less dance goers and into the black shadows. I saw Ian's back and walked closer. I heard salvia and smacking noises and then a small, almost unnoticeable moan. I clenched my fist and tapped his back.

"I'm fucking busy. Go away." He mumbled against her mouth.

"Be fucking busy single, jackass." I reared a kick into his legs and spun away.

"DOVE WAIT!" He called.

"I'M DONE WAITING AND GIVING YOU CHANCES. FIVE MINUTES. I LEAVE YOU FOR FIVE MINUTES AND YOU'RE ALREADY SUCKING THE TEETH OUT OF A WHORE'S HEAD! SO NO. I WILL NOT WAIT AND I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FUCKING WHOLE!" I ran away, shoving past sweaty bodies back to my friends. I wipe at my dripping eyes and sniffle. I tap September's shoulder. "I wanna go home." I sob.

"What happened?" Everyone surrounds me.

"I don't know, why don't you go ask dumb ass and the queen slut. But take me home first."

"I'll do it. So I don't rip Ian's head off." Scott said. We all nodded. Scott put a protective arm around me and I put my head against him. He pushed open the doors and a big gust of wind slapped me in the face. Scott walked me over to his car and let me sit in the back to sleep and rest my eyes. I shut my eyes, but threw them open, the only image flashing behind my eyes, a locked lipped Teresa and Ian.

"She said she'd get back at me. And she did." I whispered, burying my face in my bag. "I don't want to tell them. Will you..."

"Yeah. But can you text September, tell her I'll be late." I nodded and quickly texted September, ignoring the many calls from Ian.

Scott's gonna tell the parents, so he'll be late.
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I'm so sorry, Dove.
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It's fine. Ian is a fucking whore, who's fucking a whore.
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Clever.
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Anger helps.
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I'll call/text you with dets later.
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Ok.

We pulled into the driveway and I got out. Our parents ran out. "You guys are..." They stop as I push past them and ran up the stairs, slamming my door. I pulled off my clothes and chucked them across the room. I angrily smeared my makeup with water and dried it. I looked horrible. Good. I pulled on a big t shirt and really small shorts and climbed into bed.

"You won't leave me bed will you?" My throat caught and I put my face in my pillow. "You won't break my heart will you?" I let out a sob and my whole body shakes with the uncontrollable sobs. "You won't hurt me enough to cry?" I shove a pillow over my mouth and scream. It runs up my throat, kicking dirt, and just hurts. But I won't stop. I let it fall out of my mouth along with my tears and snot. I clenched my eyes shut and quieted my screams to just gasps for breathe.  Fuck love. My heart is now ice, that will never be melted.