Kissing pink

CHAPTER 1

I lay there motionless, under my blankets with my eyes shut tight, ignoring my phone buzzing on my nightstand.

It was Stacy. She was possibly texting me about some suicide related shit. She's my best friend, sort of. Everything Gen z related has its kinks.

I usually don't over think shit like this but, I think she's like drifting away. I should pay more attention to her, or maybe to myself.

Don't run too fast and call me a bad friend. We all fuck with depression don't we? It's worse now cause I'm in a 'situationship'. Whatever the fuck that means.

It' sort of like a love triangle but nowhere near as corny and twilight - based. Its just like, you fuck him; I fuck him; then we fuck. It's a shitty ass process.

"Samantha you up?"

No bitch. Leave.

"Yah mom, I'm up!"

She's most likely calling you to help with the groceries or some irrelevant shit.

"Come help me with the groceries!"

Said it.

I walked out to the front porch to see my mom, bags in hand with a big ass smile on her face. I forced a smile as I walked past her and got the bags and shut her car door.

When I turned she was still smiling at me.

"The fuck?" I asked angrily.

Her smile faded.

"Never mind."

I rolled my eyes and walked back into the house. I made sure I smacked the bags on the table hard enough for her to know I was pissed.

I picked up my phone and scrolled through my notifications

Stacy:
6:00 You up?

6:38 ???

7:12 Im free this weekend

7:42 I know you're ignoring me. Just call me back when you're done with your temper tantrum.

Me:
I don't call bitch.

I need some motherfucking air,  I need to go the fuck outside. I got up, leaving my phone on the nightstand.

I hadn't even made it off the porch when I saw her. Cigarette in hand, and half - grinning at me. I swerved so fast I got my jacket stuck in the thicket bush.

"Angel Samantha?"

I threw my middle finger up at her as I struggled with the bush. I heard her drop her cigarette and stub it as she came over and dragged my jacket arm out of the bush.

I looked back at her and smirked. She leaned in to kiss me and  I dived. She laughed lowly, and started to light another.

"Still tryna get off this stupid shit..." She muttered as she flicked her lighter.

"Ugly smutt." I laughed.

"Fuck you." She said after successfully taking a puff. "Nice snub you pulled this morning!"

"What snub?" I asked as we walked off the porch.

She smiled as she pulled me closer and stuck her hand in my back pocket. She looked so perfect. She wore a stupid ass two - piece thingy with sneakers.

"Where you headed?" She asked after two minutes of complete silence.

"Anywhere." I answered blankly.

"Let's go to Steve's." She suggested.

"Anywhere but there."

"Then go back home."

"Fuck no." I replied in a darker tone.

She laughed. "Why not?"

"My mom keeps smiling at me."

She practically howled with laughter the moment the words left my mouth.

"Wanna make out?"

"Where?"

She pointed to a red car on the side of the the street.

"You need keys to open a car honey." I said.

She bent over and plucked a pair of keys of her shoelace. She ran over to the car unlocked it and held the passenger seat open for me.

I smirked again.

My little wonder bitch.