It was a humid night, the kind the clings and suffocates you. Sonny's head was pressed against my shoulder, his hot breath and clammy skin on mine. I needed air. I untangled myself from Sonny;s grasp, and from the sheets; grabbed a packet of cigarettes of the table; and went outside.
The cold air hit me; a pleasant change from inside. I made my way to the porch, and saw the swing swinging; someone had beaten me out here. It was Luke. I turned to leave, but he called me back.
"Here, sit with me," he said, patting the space next to him.
I sat down reluctantly, and pulled out a cigarette, and offered him one. He took it as I searched my pockets for a lighter I had left it inside.
"Here," he said pulling his out.
I leaned towards him and he lit it. I breathed in deeply.
"How've you been?" he asked looking at me.
"Great," I replied shortly avoiding his gaze, and looking at the stars. It was a cloudy day so there were no actual stars to see, but it was better then staring at my hands.
"Close to them guys?" he asked suddenly.
"Yeah" I replied, eyes never leaving the sky.
"I was talking to Hailey. Tells me youre very close to that Matt kid. Her boyfriend.
I didn't make a reply.
2She said her friends told her you were his own personal whore. Told her he was a walking STD; to ditch him," He continued a smile lacing his voice.
I swallowed, "She wouldnt catch anything she doesn't already have."
He looked straight at me, a smirk gracing his face, "Youre not denying it! Who would have known,you the prude some kid who wears too much eyeliners, fuck buddy? disbelief laced his voice.
His tone got on my nerves, I felt like saying fuck yeah, just to annoy him. Make him think that he wasn't good enough.
"I never said I was either," I relied simply.
His smile grew. Fucker.
"And even if I was, what's it to you? I don't have to answer to you, now do I?"
"No argument there," he said holding up his hands. "I'm just worried about you, don't want you getting hurt see. You've always had a special place in my heart."
Like fuck I did.
I let out an audible snort. Phrases like "bitch" and "easy fuck" came to mind.
"Right, lets cut the crap," I said, and got up to leave. I didn't need his bullshit.
He grabbed my arm, pulled me back down, and looked me in the eye.
I forget about those eyes. Grey like ice, and just as cold.
"Look I know I was a prick back them, but I've changed," he paused and looked me straight in the eye, "promise."
"Promises don't mean shit," I replied softly
"Give me a chance. Let me prove it to you," his voice is deep, and quite. It sent shivers down my spine. I didn't need this. I didn't want this.
I pulled away, as he pulled me towards him. He pressed his lips against mine. Soft. Gentle. Not like Matt at all.
I liked it. That wasn't supposed to happen, but when did things ever go to plan? I quickly pulled away and ran inside, not looking at his face, and hoping he didn't see mine.
Inside I saw a shadow in the corner, as I reached it the person grabbed me, and pushed me against the wall. It was Matt.
"Having fun will Blondie out there?" he asked, "One little kiss and you forgive? Lowered our standards have we? I thought a fuck was the lowest you got."
My head was still spinning from the kiss, and I closed my eyes, "Don't start," I whispered.
He took a bit of the cold greasy pizza he was holding, and offered the rest to me. I shook my head. No.
"You didn't eat dinner today, aren't you hungry?" he said, acting concerned.
I avoided his gaze.
"Or breakfast, didnt yesterday either, what's wrong Dez, starving ourselves are we?" he roughly pushed me against the wall.
"Think, were fat?" he whispered into my ear, kissing my neck sweetly, and gripping my hips harshly.
"Dont worry, I like my whores meaty." He raised his lips to meet my mouth.
Hard. Rough. Blood.
I didnt like it.
I pushed him away.
"Fuck you."
I turned and walked away before I could hear his egotistic reply I knew would come. I reached my room, and curled up next to Sonny. Sweet predictable Sonny.
I closed my eyes, and decided, I'm no ones whore anymore.
Secrets dont make friends
