My Perfect Imperfection

Chapter 5

Cassie's POV

Do you ever think about how when you feel like the day goes by so quick, that the other people around you are suppressed and lost in time? Its weird how the brain can do things like that. Is that why mind games can be oh so deadly? These are the things that I think about as I lay on my bed, looking at the ceiling, an empty glass on my nightstand that had once been almost filled to the rim with whiskey and a SlipKnot CD next to it that had once had a few lines of cocaine on it. Being high and drunk at the same time really makes you think of things, and to start breaking out in song, a song that doesn't even make sense, and an outsider couldn't even know what the lyrics that were running through your mind because you are slurring so badly. The lyrics are defromed into something menacing and demonic, something that if you would hear sober, the sane people would be scarred for life, but luckily for me, I wasn't sane anymore.

"If you close yourself in a closet, be cautious of what's inside your mind." I sang, a slight smile on my face.

"Those haunting skeletons are waiting for you. Watch out for the sinners at the door. They will hurt you more and more!" I giggled, and rolled off my bed and onto the hard floor. Yet, I still was giggling. I was rolling on the floor giggling.

I stood up and walked haphazardly to my radio and pressed eject, a white disk came out. A mix CD! I put it back in and pressed play. Gentleman by Theory of a Dead Man blared.

I love this song!

"I let the door, Hit you right in the face,

And when the cheque comes I'll make you pay.

Don't Have a car, Guess you're picking me up,

And in the back seat we'll be falling in love.

My only job is... to lie on this couch,

And while you're workin' I'll be hangin' out.

Now don't get mad cause you knew from the start,

I was an asshole who would never go far.

Cause when you're really good to girls,

Give them your entire world,

They end up walking away.

(Hey, Hey)

They don't want a stand up guy, rather have you cheat and lie,

And do something they hate...

Girls don't want a gentleman,

They say they do but in the end,

Girls don't want a gentleman,

They want a loser like me.

Girls don't want a gentleman,

If you want to get to them,

Girls don't want a gentleman,

They want a loser like me.

Your parents cry when you bring me around,

They raised you up just so I can take you down.

There goes your life right before their eyes,

I'll have you bare foot pregnant, going out of your mind..."

I headbanged and moved my hips to the rest of the song, jumping around. I'm very talented at being a multitasker..until my phone rang.

I growled and thought about letting it go to voicemail, but decided against it.

"Your master speaking." I giggled without looking at the caller I.D.

"That's nice." A familiar voice told me.