(Buttercup's P.O.V)
I woke up to the sun's rays slapping my face. Talk about a morning wake-up call! I sat up and wiped the sleep from my eyes, and went towards the shower to start my day. I quickly got in, savoring the moment. Letting the steaming hot water hit my sun-kissed body. As I stood there I couldn't help but remember those times. The times with Ace... The way he forced me down, ripped my clothes off, and forcefully entered himself inside of me...The feeling of my hymen tearing...blood trickling. "STOP!" Before I realized it, I was in a fetal position under the showerhead. I was sobbing, clutching onto myslef. I looked around, trying to remember where I was. I was safe.. I'm safe. Just then, Mitch bust into the bathroom.
"BC you ok?"
"Yeah just going down memory lane" I stood back up, thankful for the shower curtain.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Well I'm kinda in the shower, here..."
"Well talk later then" I heard the door shut. I sighed as i reached for my shampoo. Green Apple scented, something about me Ace didn't like. The scent of apples, they disguisted him for some reason, that reason I will never understand. I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, watching it fall into the drain. Buttercup what have you gotten yourself into? Better yet, what's you next move? I began thinking about what my conscience was asking me... What was my next move? I guess I need a job, huh?
I exited the shower and began to put on some clothes, I guess should be job-appropiate...I don't have job-appropiate clothes though... I sighed as I put on a grey tank top with a green and black plaid shirt along with some black shorts and black flip-flops. I didn't bother to blowdry my hair so it flapped uncombed and damp on my back. I quickly ran downstairs into the kitchen to meet Mitch. "You ok?"
"Mitch you've got to stop babying me, I'm fine, promise."
"If you say so...So what's planned for today?"
"I need to do some shopping for job clothes and stuff so I won't forever be in your hair"
"BC, you are never a burden so please stop thinking you are. Plus, I'll go shopping with you today and pay for everything. You can have anything you want, all on me"
"Mitch, I couldn't do that"
"Yes you can, look around. I'm loaded, a shopping spree for a good friend won't hurt my bank account." I smiled, he had actually made something of himself while i was a mess. I'm so proud of him.
"If you say so"
"i was hoping you would agree, you need a whole new waredrobe" I looked down at myself,
"Mitch, put in the situation I was in, i look hot okay!"
"Well now you're back home and you need to look better. By the way, i like how you let your hair grow out, you look more feminie."
"Thanks, I guess. Usually, feminine and Buttercup didn't go in the same sentence but that's all changed along with other things."
"So you ready to leave?"
"What about Blossom?"
"She had to handle some things at work" He grabbed his keys and led me towards the door.
"Maybe I could work with her" i walked out the door, through the gate and to his car.
"No you don't want to work there, I know the perfect place for you"
"Why what's wrong with her job?"
"She's a dancer"
"I can dance!"
"No sweetie not that kind of dancer..." it took me a moment to put two and two together.
"Oh she's a stripper!"
"NO, she doesn't remove her clothes and it's way more classy than that."
I rolled my eyes,"She's a stipper". We quickly pulled out of the driveway and made our way onto the freeway...
Bubbles P.O.V
After FINALLY getting a chance to sneak away from Steve's mom, I met up with Boomer for lunch. I was anticapiated this meeting since last night, it was all I could think about as I slept. I walk into the restuarant to see the greeter standing at the podium. Before I open my mouth she says "You must be . Well is already sitting at the time. Right this way" Before I could correct her on his misconception, I was led to the table where Boomer was sitting. I sat down and was handed a menu. "What would you like to drink?". I only stareed at the lady, in awe. " ... ?"
"Actuallly she's just a friend of mine, thank you. And she will have a water with lemon, thank you" Boomer flashed his signature smile and the waitress only nodded and walked away writing on her notepad. "Bubbles are you okay? I mean if you want to reschedule we can..." I finnaly realized what he said.
"Oh No, I"m just in shock right now. Why would she think I was your wife plus I can't belive your here. Do you know how long it's been?!"
"Well you are a beautiful woman who wouldn't want to be your husband and yes it has been a long time. Too long. We were once going at each others throats now were mistaken for a married couple" I slightly laughed, he was always awkardly funny.
"Yeah, so Boomer, tell me what have I missed out on in your life?" I was more interested in hearing if he was seeing anyone, truthfully...WAIT?! what am I saying? I'm happily engaged with Steve. Are you happy? Really? That black eye under all that make-up just screams happiness. I pushed my conscience away, yes Steve did hit me this morning but I don't blame him. I shamefully looked down on the table, only to be drawn back to reality with Boomer giving me a questioning look.
"Is everything okay? You look altered"
"Altered, wow. Is that the new way to say tired?" I tried to have some optimisim in my voice but that was the fail of the year.
"That's not what i meant. You juzst don't seem like yourself. Something happen?"
"Yeah well life happened"
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"No, I don't. I wanna hear about you. Your college life, your brothers and your girlfriend!" I added that last part to really get the scoop on what I really came here for.
"Well I've been so tied up with work and school a girlfriend really hasn't been on my agenda. Well thats not true, I've been on a few dates but those girls didn't interest me"
"What they weren't pretty enough?"
"Its not that. I don't date a girl based on her looks, i focus more on what's on the inside. What are her ambitions? What's her personality like? Things of that nature"
"No luck huh?"
"None, but then again I always had this one girl in mind but she never really showed an interest in me" Before I could draw more out of him, the waitress came with my drink.
"Are you ready to order?" We simutaneously nodded and placed our orders.
"Well Boomer, what about your brothers?"
"Well I think Butch is in a relationship and Brick just got out of one so I'm the loner in the group."
"Don't worry there's some one out ther for you" I place my hand on his shoulder and he looked up to meet my eyes. It was then that I noticed how close we were, he must have too because his eyes slightly widened. We stayed like that for a moment, until we were pulled away by someone obviously clearing their throat. We jumped apart, both of us blushing like crazy. That person cleared their throat again, and I looked up to see none other than Steve.
Buttercup's P.O.V
Mitch and I have probably been through 12 stores, the total coming up to an amount I didn't think was possible. I felt as if I have to pay Mitch back and i will, every single penny. We got casual clothes, workout clothes, busniess clothes, swim wear, jewerly and now we were shopping for party clothes. "So now you need to look for a dress" i starred at Mitch with wide eyes.
"No, remember what happened in Forever 21 when you tried to put me in the skirt. I can still feel the electric shock from that taser!"
"Buttercup this means more to me than you will ever know, this is a complete bonding moment and your messing this up" I sighed and began to look through the racks.
"See Mitch, there's moment's like these were i began to think that your gay. Why do you enjoy shopping more than I do?"
"Logical explanation, you don't naturally have girlish ways and I do thanks to my sisters. Just so you know, I do favor woman. Want me to prove it?" He smirked.
"No thank you, I'll take your word for it" It's not that I don't like Mitch , I do and I always have. However I have also have the gut feeling telling me that it's best if Mitch and I just stay really close friends. Sucks to be in the Friend Zone. My conscience speaks the truth, but when my guts tells me something i usually learn to listen to it without a second thought. He was about to reply when i found an acceptional dress. It was a tight forest green dress with a sweetheart neckline that had slight slights on the side and one long sleeve along with some slight sparkle here and there. "This dress screams Buttercup". Mitch can to examine the dress and corrected me by grabbed the right size.
"Try it on" He quickly rushed me into the dressing room and I changed without an argurement only because I wanted to see how this dressed looked on my curvios body. I slipped it on but I could't reach those last few inches when I began to zip the dress up. I began to examine myself in the mirror, I looked good. The dress perfectly hugged my curves and the sweetheart neckline did my boobs justice. They didn't pop out yet the seemed comfortable and not too flashy. The sleeve was a classy touch to the dress. "You finish yet?" I opened the door and showed him the dress. His mouth dropped, I did a full turn to give him the full view. "Here, let me help you zip this up. Women always have trouble zipping all the way to the top" As Mitch came closer to my body, I felt the heat from his and the heavieness of his breathing. He zipped the dress up and look at me from behind my shoulder with admiring. "You look stunning. The girl I always remembered...the girl I feel in love with".