Match Makers
By ss1998ftw/ Swifty444
Characters are Tite Kubo's property
Warnings: Adultery (when someone cheats on their partner, when they're unfaithful.), and language.
A/N- Dude! Not even one day since I finished my first fan fiction, and I'm off with another story. And it's another crack pairing; I found a fan fiction of these two and spontaneously combusted; I have an ad for this on Deviant art now. I'll admit it was supposed to be a doujinshi; but a fan fiction is easier to explain their feelings with and as always I'll upload some art for the story so… it's all good! Alright so here we go MATCH MAKERS- a TeslaRose Fan Fiction!
I saw this coming, I really did.
That if I go to work, then to pick up some groceries;
He's already at home having a threesome with some bitches he picked up at Rite-Aid.
But…
For some fucked up little reason I thought,
When he got on his knees and begged for me back;
He meant it.
And that he'd never hurt me the way he did again.
But I was wrong.
For the millionth time in three months,
I get home to some smutty act of sin,
And I'm crying again with eyes red,
And mascara stains on my cheek.
I hate him.
I hate myself.
And I fucking hate, Rite-Aid.
I'm in my car; crying of course; and digging for my car keys. That are buried somewhere deep within my black, Gucci bag. How could that cheating son of a bitch get so many girls to cheat on me with? It was unreal. I bit my lip and shut my eyes tight as the sight of those two girls wrapped around him clouded my vision again. My furiously shacking hands eventually stumbled across the cold metal of the car keys. I took them out and turned my car on; wiping my face one last time before driving in to the night.
I made it to Harribell's in a matter of minutes, I knew I looked a mess when I knocked on the door and she opened it and said "Dear lord! Are you okay Mila?" I frowned a bit. "He broke your heart again didn't he?" She asked caressing my stained cheek, I nodded. "I told you to leave him; once and for all, but you never ever listen." She scolded quietly. "Here." She took my hand and led me into her gorgeous home, "Go wash your face off and put on a pair of my pajamas. I'll call the girls and we can do what we did in high school." I sniffled a bit but smiled back at her, remembering High school times. Then I frowned remembering high school times.
"I used to be a size six in High school!" I sobbed bringing my hands to my face. Harribell rushed to my side and brought my face to hers, she was frowning.
"Mila, you look perfect and you're only a size six and a half now; and that's only after Holidays! So stop it now, it's getting ridiculous." Harribell left me in her room with a point towards the bathroom. "Go change into your size six pants in there and remember to wipe your face." She ordered, closing the door behind her with a click.
I loved Harribell's way of comforting me; it was cold and harsh, but sweet in its intention; like physical therapy. And the best part was that it allowed me to get my heart broken as many times as I wanted and never get soft.
I gently soaked the folded cloth into the warm water, waiting for the towel to absorb all it could. Finally, I took it out of the water and wiped my face, watching the black stains disappear and the redness in my eyes lessen. Once I was done I slipped out of my tight skirt and sweater; replacing them with a loose red and white football jersey, and a pair of short shorts. I walked out of the bathroom after cleaning my mess up and placing my folded clothes on the marble counter next to the sink.
When I opened the door out of Harribell's room and into the kitchen I saw Harribell poking her head in to her freezer while on the phone saying. "Oh and Nell, bring a tub or two of ice cream" I watched as she closed the freezer door. "Yeah, any kind… Alright thank you; bye." Harribell hung up the phone and placed it back onto its small stand. She turned and seemed surprised to see me. "Oh hi Mila-Rose; I take it you're comfortable?"
"Why wouldn't I be, I'm here like, every week." I stated sighing "I'll be on the couch I guess…" I told her as I plopped down on the cushions of the comfortable sofa.
"Good, I'll be changing; call me if you need me." The blonde called heading into her room.
Leaving me all alone,
Holy shit I'm pathetic.
I sighed and took a lock of my wavy brown hair, braiding it slowly as I watched. I hummed as I did this staring hard at my hair. I started to hum louder now. "I've always thought the left was your strongest side but, when it comes to you no, I can't decide. It's only a matter of… time. I need the product of you fears in the form of tears it's the only way I can survive. It breaks my heart to you, cryin' baby it's the only way I'll stay alive. Green eyes, blue skies natural disasters when she cries," I started to sing the words quietly to myself, feeling horrible. "Why can't I find a guy like that?" I cried hugging a pillow tight against my chest.
Suddenly Harribell left her room, I wiped the tears from my face and she looked at me with concern. "It's okay Mila, I'm here." She cooed; wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
Right at that moment; Nell, Cirucci, Sun-Sun, and Apache came through the door; all in pajamas and with tubs of ice cream in hand. Great, just what I needed to get out of my size six pants. I sniffed sitting up, automatically being tackled by Nell.
"Oh Mila-Rose honey; the boy is an idiot! You're beautiful, smart, classy, and tough! No man would reject you in their right mind!" I always loved Nell's compliments, well any compliment was nice but Nell just made it pop.
"Yeah, he's a total prick; just a horny piece of trash!" I also loved Cirucci's insults; when they weren't directed towards me of course.
They all sat down on the couch with me, I was in the middle with Harribell; Nell and Cirucci on my side, and Apache and Sun-Sun on Bell's. "You are very pretty Mila-Rose, I don't understand why it's so difficult for you to find the proper companion." Sun-Sun said playing with her sleeves.
"It's because she can't let go of that loser boyfriend she's got back home; it's really pathetic" The devil said spooning some ice cream into her mouth. God, Apache's such a bitch; thanks to her I'm shoveling ice cream in my mouth and crying like a baby.
"Apache, you could be a bit more supportive; she's in a lot of pain." Cirucci said looking a bit tweaked with the she-devil.
"Yeah" Nell said sportingly "What would you do if you saw your guy having a threesome when you got home from a long hard day of work?" Nell asked. It brought that horrible image back into my brain.
Apache scoffed "First of all, my man is barely a man at all; no one wants him. Second of all; he wouldn't, because he knows I'm stronger than him and that I'm not afraid to kill his sorry ass. Third; if he did I'd kill him, after I made him watch me do his best friend." I almost died, remembering the time I caught him with my best friend from a few years back.
"Yeah right Apache, I highly doubt you'd do that. You're all talk and no walk." Nell said crossing her arms.
"Oh yeah, how much you wanna bet!" Apache dared standing up and facing Nell, with her hands on her thin hips.
"Fuck you! Learn to support a friend; you're not half as tough as you say you are! I could kick your ass-! "
"Stop it you two!" I cried interrupting their argument. "This is stupid; Apache's right, what I'm doing is pathetic; And I think you could've said it better, Apache but you're right; I need to let go…"I said looking at my lap. "B-but it's hard!" I was crying now. "I loved him in High school then when I got into college we had to separate, and then there he is; in a bar all alone and I fall in love again and it ends up so bad! He's a horrible person now… he-"
"He doesn't deserve you." Apache said finishing my sentence, taking her seat once again.
"Yeah…" I squeaked. "He just doesn't,"
We stayed in silence for a few long minutes when suddenly Harribell spoke up. "Well I for one refuse to let you take him back! I'm gunna work as hard as I possibly can to get you a new man." She declared smiling at me with hope in her eyes. "We'll help you get through this."
"Yeah, I know lot's of nice guys!" Cirucci said grinning.
"Mhm and my new neighbor's a cutie!" Nell said wrapping an arm around Cirucci and me.
"Yeah alright sure, whatever. Let's all pretend Mila isn't gunna die alone in some shitty old apartment, with absolutely no style, and no size six pants; all because she couldn't find a steady, loving guy!" I threw the tub of ice cream on the floor along with the spoon and stormed off into the guest room. "What an f.m.l." I muttered into the pillow as I fell in to a deep depressed, sleep.
Little did I know just how serious Harribell was.
A/N- This is my attempt at a more realistic story, I think it has a pretty boring beginning but I assure you it'll get better. I'd really like reviews for this one. Oh! And Tesla's side to the story is next. And it's a lot better I think.