1985

F i v e

Chapter 5; Holy John Taylor

Saturday January 12th,1985
Scarsdale, NY

There really aren't many things I hate. But somethings I truly detest are cheaters and parties.

Though it is a bit of a contradictory statement considering I'm standing on the lawn of my boyfriends house about to enter his house party. Oh and after that I'm gonna meet up with... my friend Dean.

Anyways when I walked into the part and it looked like a normal party. Y'know the whole drunk teenagers, people making out, the whole thing.

"Hey Ryan" I say

He was sitting on the couch with his arm around the same girl from last time.

"Hey Amber, I thought you were with your grandmother" Ryan says jumping up from the couch

"Yeah she went to bed early, who's she" I ask him but I knew exactly who it was. Fake tanned bleach blonde Cindy Whatever her last name is.

"I'm Cindy" she stands and reached her hand out for me to shake it.

"Hi Cindy I'm Amber, Ryan's girlfriend"

She had this stupid look on her face. I'm just claiming what's mine.

"Hey Amber why don't we go talk in my bedroom"

"Okay" I say

He takes my hand and we walk up the stairs walking past the large house and into his room.

He what's to "talk". Talking to him means getting into my pants and then everything is okay.

He closes the door behind him locking it.

"I've missed you" he says

"Oh bite me" I scoff

"I would love to" he smirks

"Stop it it's not funny"

"I don't get it"

"Yeah you never do"

"Come on Amber why can't we just do our thing"

"Yeah and go back to you constantly making me look stupid and in front of everyone"

"Amber"

"No Ryan"

"You're always looking for a reason do be mad at me" he rolls his eyes

"Then stop giving me reasons to be mad" I crossed my arms over my chest as I leaned on the dresser in the room.

"I don't get you, you're the one that doesn't want to spend time with me. I'm a man I have needs" 

I stare at him wide eyes and everything.

I couldn't help myself. I just stared laughing, laughing hysterically. It's absolutely bogus.

"Needs, So clearly this relationship was never about feelings. What about my needs huh Ryan, what about me" he tried to talk but I kept talking "No Ryan, No I'm talking right now and you listen. I'm sick of it all being about you and your 'Needs', I'm sick of it all"

"Stop being such a bitch" he yells at me

"Eat my shorts" I yell back as I unlock the door to leave

"Don't leave talking to myself you slut"

"Oh I'm the slut right" now we were in the hallway screaming at each other.