80's Oneshots Galore

20 - Eyeball Chambers - Drabble - Breakup + Fuck boy

A/N - Eyeball is a huge asshole in this. ❤❤❤

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Richard or commonly referred to as Eyeball was an asshole, it seemed that everyone but the girls he was with knew that. Smoking the snatched pack of scored Marlboro's as he tried to talk so smoothly. The sun was beaming as they were hanging outside with him leaning against the car he helped hot wire for the day. The gang a car over, with some beers and cigarettes of their own.

Eyeball supressed another disinterested eye roll as the question was pushed again. Not again.

It could have easily been the fourth time she had brought up him meeting her folks, something he put off with non answers and kisses to distract.
It wasn’t his style nor had he met anyone worth putting up with it for.

Eyeball couldn't see what she saw and that was his excuse. It always went back to his reputation.

“Quit being a bitch, will ya?” He finally snapped.

It had ended with a simple word that he knew he shouldn't have said and with a slap he deserved. The cobras watched as she left, pushing his arm from her waist.

“I’m not seeing you no more!” She exclaimed as he watched her dart off.

Eyeball cursed under his breath, playing off a care free, “Fine by me Darling.” There was a little mockery emphasized on his nickname for her but he smirked all the more as she cursed him out just down the street.

To him it was an easy fix to replace. The gang would be enough for a new broad next week if he wanted. They may not have been as sweet as the last one but Eyeball wasn't too picky, especially not in a small shithole town like this.

Swiping his lips with his thumb and spitting onto the pavement.

“Trouble in paradise, Eyeball?” Ace’s amused drawl asked.

“Nah. Been meaning to end it sooner.”

“See someone new?”

The new chick drove past, the current goal of his, unless Ace or any other cock knocker got there first.

“Yeah.”