The Bitch and the Bastard

Always getting the blame

   His hand traveled up my leg for the third time tonight, and I was about to punch the shit out of him. I knew I couldn’t though, otherwise I wouldn’t hear the end of it for the next three months. I grabbed his thumb and twisted his wrist, letting him go after he yelled. I tried not to smirk. “Justin? What’s wrong?” Marissa asked.

 “Nothing.” He cleared his throat. He glared at me after they all turned away and I couldn’t hold back my smirk.

 I heard my mom say something about the zoo slash amusement park and I whipped my head to look at her, not passing up the chance to let my hair whip Justin in the face. “Can we go sometime soon? Before school starts?”

 “We just said we’ll all go next week.”

 “Yes, the last time we went to an amusement park was about four years ago.” Marissa stated.

 My face dropped. Shit. I don’t wanna go with the asshole next to me! “Aww. That sounds really fun, mom.” Justin hugged my shoulders from behind.

 I am going to beat the living shit out of you if you do not let go in three, two. He let go and went back to his food. Lucky little bastard.

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   Everyone was all in the living room now, talking. I kept quiet and stayed in the back, waiting for the right time to sneak off and go back in my room. I slowly made my way around the doorway and let out a breath. I started hiking. Maybe I could get to a club tonight. “Where do you think you’re going?” Fucking..

 I turned around. “None of your business.”  He walked up the stairs and came face to face with me. “And if you ever try touching me like you did at dinner again, you will lose a limb.”

 “Aww. Your threats are so cute.”

 “Oh, it’s not a threat.” I stated.

 “Good. Because it wasn’t intimidating.” I am going to punch him so hard. “But, however.” His finger started trailing my face. “If you like things rough..” I kneed him in the balls and gave a little shove, making him fall down the stairs.

 Everyone rushed in. “What happened?!” My dad, already accusing me.

 I looked shocked and ran down. “I don’t know. I was just showing him to the bathroom then I started hearing thumps. I. I don’t know.”

 His mom and dad sat next to him while he groaned. He held on to his nose, must’ve hit it on the way down. Well, it’s what the dumb-ass gets for falling down the stairs! “It’s alright, sweetie. But we probably should be getting home. Get some ice for his nose and make sure nothing’s broke.” Marissa stated.

 “Come on, Justin.” His and my father hoisted him up onto his feet and they all left.

 Mom and dad turned to me. “What did you do?!”

 “I didn’t do shit.” I shrugged.

 “He could be badly hurt!” My mother stated.

 “Well, that’s what he gets for falling down the stairs! You know, not everything bad that happens is my fault.”

 “We don’t think that. But when it comes to a boy, it’s ninety-five percent your fault.” Dad chimed in.

 “How many times do I have to tell you that I never once touched Chris Smith?” I asked.

 “Oh so he just got that black eye out of nowhere, then his arm just mysteriously broke in half?”

 “No. I told you, the klutz walked into this kids locker in school then fell down the bleachers that was on the complete OTHER side that I was on.”

 “Oh, we’re sure.” Mom stated.  I ignored them and went up into my room. “And stay up there!”

 I started laughing. Oh hell no. I changed into my strapless black belly top and some black jeans. I put on my black hoodie and climbed out the window. It wasn’t that hard of a drop if you had anything but heels on. I grabbed my bike and started pushing it down the road. After it was far enough away from the house, I started it, put my helmet on, and road off.

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   The music was loud and the lights were flickering everywhere. There were sweaty bodies and the stench of alcohol everywhere, but what did you expect? I held my cup up high and swayed my hips to the beat of the music. I think the song was Low by Flo Rida, but I can’t be sure. “Can I get you another drink?” I turned around to find a cute-ass little brunette with blue eyes.

 “I’d love one.” I leaned in a little more so it was easier for him to hear me.

 He smiled and walked away, returning after a few seconds. “I’m Cody, by the way.”

 I smiled after I removed the drink from my lips. “Charlotte.”

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     Guy on the right is Cody. Hoped u like it. I hope this is another page than just one. The last chapter was so short compared to how big my chapters have been lately...

      Anyways.... THANKS FOR READING=D

 Charlotte: Would you get out of here already?!

 Me: You don't scare me, you know.