Teaching The Bad Girl To Be Good (Lesbian Story)

Chapterd 9: Jokey Joke

KY (POV)

"Sometimes, you need to smile a little," Jackie says to me, while perfecting a smile motion to her face. I roll my eyes as I take a sip from my beer.

"Now why would I want to smile, when everything pisses me off?" I question under my breath. Everything does piss me off, I'm easily tempered. I dislike how Joel just can't stop bouncing from girl to girl. I think this is why I don't go out much. Everyone's vibe irritate me. Call me grouchy, but I'd rather be home playing the game right now. Testing out my latest creation, Dawn Dark Angels. My team and I are still working on the title.

"Everyone heard Deck was suppose to be doing an appearance, where the hell is she?" Jackie turns to me aggressively. She's jumpy lately, and she won't stay still. Almost as if something's bothering her. I raise an eyebrow...

"Deck always flakes out on things like this, I wouldn't put it pass her if she doesn't fucking show," and just as those words leave my mouth, Deck appears with friends. Entering the club with people I've never seen her hang with, also Lip. Speaking of Lip, we sort of have this despising feud. He was hitting on my ex at a function. I noticed it and spit on him. It was pretty ignorant, but I was drunk as fuck. I think that's why I avoid the hard liquor, like the one my little sister is offering me now.

"Take a sip, and if you guess how many things are mixed in that, I'll buy you your dream car," she chuckles as she shoves the cup into my face.

"I have my dream car," I grunt out, as I shove her hand from my face.

"That piece of shit." She scrunches up here face and makes a "yuck" face.

"You're a piece of shit," I rebuttal. She chuckles while causally throwing me the finger.

"I think I saw your girl wandering these halls," she points towards the loud dancing crowd. I shrug. She's not my girl anymore, and I know for sure that Deck reminds me of this purposely, she thinks I let it get under my skin, but it doesn't. It just reveals a weird obsession that she has with bringing up my old relationship. I give her nothing, no reaction, no emotion, which causes her to frown. She always frowns, says I don't show enough "emotion". She does. Maybe too much, which is why she continually gets disappointed by people's actions...I.e mother.

"You miss her," she chuckles.

"You're drunk," I state as I pull out a cigarette. I bring it to my lips, ready to flame the end of it.

"What do you think this is, the 80's? You can't just openly flame up a cigarette in here, go outside," some random guy says, butting into my area.

"Get fucking lost idiot, before we buy this section and have you tossed out of it," Deck drunkenly says. The guy turns to me, I nod towards him. I wouldn't have him tossed out the section, more like the club, I have that power, I just don't use it to my advantage like my over powered sister. I turn to see Jackie has left me, yet again, in the section by myself. I look to see if Joel is still dancing with the blonde, but he's no where in sight. Yeah, I think it's time for me to head out.

"Make sure you have a ride home tonight, you don't need to be drunk and driving." I turn back to Deck, who has finished the entire cup of alcohol.

"You're leaving, already?" Deck questions. I nod. She knows I hate staying in places for too long. Especially loud and chaotic, it's not my scene, it's more hers. She eyes me weirdly.

"Have you been taking your medicine lately?" She randomly questions. What does my medicine have to do with things right now. I just want to go home.

"Fuck off," I grunt out as I shove her away. The smell of her intoxicated state burns my nostrils.

"No-no-no, don't leave, stay here, I have a present for you lil sis." I roll my eyes at her. She gets off on that. She swears she's older but fuck it.