Putting holes in happiness

Heart shaped glasses

After the birthday excitement, Manson and I started to sit down and talk seriously. We had much to discuss, my future, our future, and the Evan-thing. But, Evan came barging in wearing heart-shaped sunglasses. Manson smiled, amused.

"Honey! Look at these! Aren't they awesome?" she exclaimed. She pulled Manson to his feet, and tried to get him to waltz with her. I stared at them, feeling left out.

"Like the song!" he exclaimed.

"yeah! I should wear these in the video on Saturday!" she suggested.

"yeah, they'd be perfect, honey!" he said.

"What video?" I asked, confused.

"We're filming for "heart-shaped glasses'," Manson said, "I told you right?"

"no." I said.

"Oh, well Evan's going to be in it so that the public doesn't get the "right" idea." he explained, "as much as I'd love you to be my Bonni, but our relationship must remain a secret, at least until everyone forgets that I raised you." I pouted, feeling jealous

"Oh..okay." I went upstairs because they looked so happy together and I didn't want to spoil that for him. I sat upstairs for a while, drawing in my sketch pad. Then, I hopped online and had a conversation with Jessica.

MissBliss(me): hey...whudup girl?

Fumpy(Jessica):NM U?

MissBliss:Evan's here, and they're at it again.

Fumpy: Acting like they're a couple?

MissBliss:It's mostly her interupting when I get a chance with him alone. She did that a few weeks ago too. I know that she doesn't like me.

Fumpy:Tell her to get the fuck out of your house then, because Manson loves you and not HER.

MissBliss: he might get pissed at me.

Fumpy: So, he likes her more than you?

MissBliss: Well, I think it's more like he's split between the two of us.

Fumpy: Oh...that sux.

MissBliss: I know. *sigh* Maybe I should get a job...but what could I do? I didn't even finish school.

Fumpy: Wait...what does you getting a job have to do with Manson and Evan?

MissBliss: It'll distract me from Evan...and I won't have to kill her

Fumpy: lol...but just don't get a full-time job, you don't want to push Manson away too!

MissBliss: Oh fuck, good point...what would I do without you..Fump?

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That night, Manson came to get me. He was smiling.

"Lee," he cooed, wrapping me in a hug,"I wanna take you someplace special tonight..anywhere you wanna go?" I smirked.

"Well, since I am 20, can we go to a club of sorts?" I asked.

Manson smiled, "Of course we can dear." I smiled and got dressed up in a black corset, black pinstriped pencil skirt,and spiky black high heels. We left in Manson's limo for hire, WITHOUT EVAN RACHEL WOODS. We went to a club that Manson had gone to a while back without me. When we got inside, Manson told me that he would buy me drinks.

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Four martinis later....

Evan walked in. She was laughing and smiling, and approached Manson. She hugged him,and got a little too close to him. In fact, while she was hugging him, she buried herself into his chest. Manson looked back at me uncertainly. I stood up, but the room was kinda spinning, and my legs were kinda wobbly. I didn't care about anything else in this life, I walked up to her and pulled her out of his hold.

"Get away from him you boyfriend stealing slut!" I yelled. Then, I punched in the face. Her lip started bleeding, and she hit me back. I kicked her in the knee really hard, and she fell down with a squeal. A crowd had gathered around us as we fought. I punched her over and over, then, I felt someone pulling me off of her. It was the police...I was handcuffed and led away. I blacked out as soon as I got in the police car...