Today | Stanley Barber X Reader

Part Seven

"Did you miss me?" Jenny coos, dancing seductively.

"No." I flat out said it, and she didn't care. "All we were doing was fucking around."

I glance towards Dina and Syd who looked like they were having the time of their life. "But it was fun. You wanna go upstairs and do what we used to do?" Drugs and sex. I almost want to vomit at the memory. If she wasn't sent to rehab, there's no telling what state I would be in right now. I'm pretty sure Stan and I wouldn't have been friends. She almost changed me to this junkie bitch, always mean, always wanting to cut someone's head off. "No, I'd rather not."

"That sucks, what happened to the fun girl I used to know? The one who always wanted to get high, the one who jumps off of cliffs naked." That was because she made me try cocaine, and I was bat shit crazy. I vowed to do nothing but weed now.

"Jenny, just cut the bullshit and leave me alone." She only ignores me, leading me to the kitchen. When she got out tequila, I shook my head. "No, no shots."

"Okay, then try this one." She handed a a shot glass, and I had no idea what was in it. "It's great."

For some dumb ass reason I gave in, shooting my head back. I immediately began to cough, the burning was to an extreme. "What the hell! What is this?"

"Fireball."

"My throats on fire!" I coughed, grabbing something to wash it down. "Shit."

"Relax!" She laughs. "Now come here." I didn't even move, instead she pulled me towards her, smashing her lips against mine.

I gasped work shock, just standing there like a frozen idiot. Some people were whooping and hollering, cheering us on. My brain began to get fuzzy, kissing her back. From the corner of my eye I saw Brad, Dina, and Syd watch us with shock. Actually Brad looked like he was enjoying the show. Jenny and I ignored them, her pinning me against the kitchen sink, sliding her tongue in my mouth. "Come on, let's go somewhere private." She whispers into my ear, running to a room.

We both giggled loudly as I tripped over something, falling onto the bed. The drink was already taking over my body, kissing her drunkenly. "God I missed how good you tasted." She hums, sliding her hands into my shirt. I let out  a breathy moan as she slid her tongue against my lips, deciding to nip it. This time she was the one to moan, our bodies pressing together. Jenny and I shoved our tongues down each other throats, doing down to her collarbone.

It wasn't until I saw a pair of sad brown eyes met mine was when I pushed her away. "Fuck!" I looked back at the door that was cracked open, seeing no one. "I should not have done this."

She groans, sitting up. "What's the problem? Normally you'd already be tearing off my clothes by now." I rolled my eyes, hearing her do a fake whine. "Oh, are you still in love with that freak Stanley?"

"Fuck you." I growled. "Don't you ever say something like that about him."

"My my my, it is true!" She gasps. "I thought you'd be over him by now. You did use me to forget that weirdo, but I guess I was wrong. Sweetie, when will you wake up and realize that he is never going to love you the way he does." Don't listen, she's only toying with you. She loves getting underneath your skin.

But she true, and this angers me.

My fist collided with her nose, hearing her scream out. "YOU BITCH!" I didn't bother to hear another word, running to find Stanley who was on the kitchen.

"Stan!" I hollered, running to him. He didn't look at me. "Stanley, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Don't lie to me. I know you saw...that. It was a mistake, she forced to take a fireball shot and...things got outta hand."

"With one shot?" He asks, not believing me.

"You know those are like the worst shot to take so...yeah?" It came out more of a question. "If you have any questions, shoot." He was about to, that was until he notice Syd was outside. "You...wanna go hang with her?"

He nods, the two of us watching Syd poorly shoot a basketball into a hoop. "Damn girl." I whistled. "Got some pretty big balls in your hands." Stan choked at my joke, laughing.

"What are you doing out here?" Stan asks her. "I could ask y'all the same thing." She replies. "But if you really wanna know, I'm just doing mountains of cocaine."

"You do realize that the entire cheerleading squad are actually doing lines of cocaine in the bathroom?" Stan informs. "In the upstairs bathroom."

I nod. "It's where they get all their energy." I pretend to day with seriousness, unable to contain laughter.

"Is she drunk?"

"Ppsshh, no!" I giggled.

"Fireball." Stan answers. "Shit." Syd pursed her lips. "Okay, I'm gonna go back inside and find Dina. Makes sure she's okay."

I watch her go in. "I'm gonna grab a beer."

"No, you've had enough." I obeyed, sitting next to him in the ground. "Can you tell me why....that happened?"

"Can you tell me why you had sex with Sydney?" I blurt out. Both of our eyes widen with shot and I slapped my hand over my mouth. "SHIT! I'M SO SORRY! Forget I said that!"

Stan chuckles. "It's okay. You have the right to ask. And yeah."

"How..." Fuck myself. "How was it?"

"Awesome." The look in his eyes says it all. He enjoyed it, alot. "I'm sorry but you may not want to sleep in my bed for awhile."

"Noted." I snort.

We heard the door open and Sydney came storming past us. "Let's go follow her." Stan didn't have to be told twice, hitting the gas before we were fully in the car. "What do you think happened? Did her and Dina get into a fight?"

"I'm not sure. We just gotta find out." Rain was pouring down, making it hard to see. "WATCH OUT!" It was already too late, Stanley crashing into something as Syd ran past. Right now he didn't care about the car, we were running to where she was running.

All of the sudden she stops, us doing the same. Trees were all around her, panting.