AN: THis is my new sonfic, give it a chance, I think it's pretty good.
Right now, he's probably slow-dancing with a bleached blonde tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
"How much you wanna bet he's cheating RIGHT NOW?" I asked the girl sitting beside me. Her name is Tiffany I think. Yeah, Tiffany. Tiffany turned her head and looked behind her. She gave a nervous laugh. "Uhhh, I would bet a lot that it's a possibility." I turned and looked at her. She quickly glanced toward where she was previously looking. I followed her gaze. There he was, in all his glory, dancing with some slut that had her hands all over him.
Right now he's probably buying her some Fruity little drink 'cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick showing her how to shoot a combo
The song ended and he grabbed her hand. The blonde was giggling insanely. I couldn't see her face because her hair. He dragged her to the bar. I couldn't hear them. But I saw him taking a beer and a margarita. Then they headed to the pool table. I couldn't look anymore, I was disgusted. "I hope they're happy," I mumbled. Tiffany looked at me with pity. "He doesn't deserve you," she said quietly. "I agree."
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his Pretty little soupped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I looked back over at them. I still couldn't see the slut's face. She was facing away from him. I DEFINITELY saw what happened next. It was like slow-motion. The tramp and Tommy were engrossed in a lip lock. I felt sick. I hopped up and all but ran outside. Then an idea just hit me. I saw his infamous Viper. I yanked my keys out of my purse and scratched a long line down the side of his precious car. I finished my work of art and smashed the headlights. Then I opened the door, which was surprisingly unlocked and carved my name into his leather seat.
Right now she's probably up singing some white trash version of Shania Karaoke
I walked back in to hear a familiar voice that I couldn't quite place singing the last lines of Pick Up The Pieces. I saw the blonde hair that obviously belonged to Tommy's tramp walking off the stage. I officially hate Pick Up The Pieces, and Boyz!Attack for that matter.
Right now she's probably saying 'I'm drunk' and he's thinking that he's gonna get lucky.
Right now, he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom polo.
She, giggling, whispered something in his ear and he smirked widely and his eyes lit up. I walked back to the bar and sat down beside Tiffany. I just noticed Tiffany is wearing a necklace that says 'Heather'. Oops. "I have another bet for you, I bet that slut just told Tommy she's drunk. He's probably thinking he's gonna get lucky. Wait until he sees his car." I snickered. Tiffany-Heather looked confused and dazed. She was drunk. He's cheating I know it. So does Tiffany-Heather.
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his Pretty little soupped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
He headed out the door pulling the giggling blonde with him. I had to see his reaction. I followed him out the door and waited nearby to see what he thought of my redecorating. "Tommy…" I heard someone whine. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, babe?" A pause. "I need to use the bathroom." Another pause. "Okay. I'll be waiting." I stifled a laugh. 'Waiting in horror' I thought. I heard heels clicking back to the bar. I then heard soft thuds walking towards the Viper. I followed silently. I saw him stop suddenly and gasp in shock, horror, and just plain disbelief.
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I was still standing in the shadows. I heard the clicking heels that meant the slut was coming back. "Tommy? Tommy? Babe? Are you okay?" She walked past me, but I still didn't see her face. She looked into his face and then at the Viper. "Oh my God. Tommy, the Viper. What I happened. "I don't know," he whispered. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. I decided that it was the perfect opportunity to speak up. I stepped out of the shadows and cleared my throat. Tommy turned around and saw me. "You did this?" I smiled triumphantly and nodded. The tramp turned around at that moment and my jaw dropped. I couldn't believe this. Her. She was who was all over Tommy all night. No, it couldn't be. I blinked. I blinked again. And again. And again. It was. It WAS. It was her. It WAS her. It was HER. IT WAS HER. I opened my mouth to speak and the simple word came out strained and hoarse.
"Jude?"
She blinked at me like I had at her. She didn't seem to realize I was me either. I guess she finally realized it really was me because she opened her mouth to speak. Her voice was strained and hoarse also.
"Sadie?" Jude whispered.
Oh, cause the next time that he cheats, you know it won't be on me.
FIN.
