SKINS – GEN 4 – SERIES 7 – 7.09: PAULIE
Welcome to chapter 6! I am getting worse and worse with updating, I know and my apology's are getting longer and longer, I really want to get Series 7 finished before Series 6 on TV finishes, that's my goal at the moment and I reckon I can do it considering I used to do episodes in a week, something I do frequently update though is the character twitters.
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So follow them for a better Gen 4 fix than this is giving you, but I will get updating more and more so I can finish Series 7 and I'll hopefully get a lot of people anticipated for Series 8 so I can put a lot of work into that. Here is Chapter 6!
"You know what you need to do man? Stand up for yourself! Take the higher ground." Said Ken, pointing in Paulie's direction.
"Where's that gonna get me?" Paulie asked throwing his hands up, "My Dad's someone who nails his balls into his decisions"
"Yeah!" said Ken, "So match him! Decision for decision, you won't fall over, he won't fall over and if it's about you there isn't much he can make you do is there?"
"He can kick me out, then I'm totally fucked," said Paulie.
"I'm doing alright," said Drew with a shrug.
"Trust me Pauls," said Ken leaning over, "Being a rebel is the best thing, always gets you on top."
"You ended up in jail Ken and you nearly had your family disown you," said Paulie.
Ken shook his head, "apart from that."
"I Dunno," said Paulie shaking his head, "I feel good doing stuff behind his back cause it's sort of giving him the finger, but he always fucks me over afterwards. Ah! He's such a dildo, I mean… why… What good does it do him to send me to a different church!"
"Well maybe…" said Drew pursing his lips, "Have you thought, I mean it's a possibility, that your Dad's church… is home of the lobster people, hiding in the dead skins of humans and they don't want there secret to get out, but now we know!" Drew's eyes shot open, "Oh shit they're gonna find us, man the battle stations!"
Paulie grabbed Drew by the knee, "Just how stoned are you right now?"
Drew blew his lips while shaking his head, "I dunno mate, I'm just like, Stony Stonerson, King of the stone people, who lives at Stonehenge and listens to Stonefield… while he's stoned."
Ken turned to him, "I was actually thinking about renting at Stonehenge, I've heard it's quite pleasant this time of year."
Drew clicked his tongue, "Well the weathers good yeah, but you have to think about the price, I mean real estate is on the rise you could be looking at about 800 a month. Where you living at the moment?"
Ken stared in thought for a moment, "Well, I'm living here ain't I?"
"Right," said Drew nodding, "How much is it?"
"I dunno," said Ken, "I just knocked on the door and there were all these people and they let me in."
Paulie shook his head looking away into the crowd, "You two finally get girlfriends and they piss off when you need a babysitter."
Paulie frowned as he looked into the flashing lights to see Dean, dancing in the lights, it was no unusual sight, but what was unusual was Gemma grinding up against him on the dance floor.
Paulie shook his head and looked away down at the floor. "Guys," said Paulie, "I've been thinking and… well, I dunno… I dunno if this is right for me you know? I just… I feel so different, everyone's kind of out here getting fucked and then there's just me, stupid old me, who pisses on his beliefs every time there's a cigarette in his hands. I dunno if I can do it anymore… I just dunno what to do…"
"Man, have you seen Houndoom? He's got like… fucking skulls on his body… that's probably like people skulls and shit… and he's black, that dog will fuck you up." Said Ken.
"Bullshit, Arcanine could shit all over fucking Houndoom, Arcanine's got more bulk then a black man on steroids, Arcanine would rape Houndoom in the ass with like fire and shit." Said Drew.
"Seriously?" asked Paulie, "How did you potheads get from real estate at Stonehenge to Pokémon?"
Drew pulled a sour face and curled up in a ball, "I don't ever want to breathe again; breathing makes my throat feel vulnerable."
"You damn right Houndoom would kick your ass." Said Ken with an idiotic smile.
"Guys, seriously, I need your help! I could get kicked out of Roundview and never see you all again!" shouted Paulie.
"Man, your so 2D" said Ken, "Stop thinking about life in Roundview man, start thinking about life in Sphereview!"
"Oh Lord, please help me have patience with my friends so I don't bash their heads in." said Paulie as he looked back up.
Dean was behind Gemma now dancing to the music and his lips were running all over her neck as she through her head back.
"Oh that is it!" said Paulie as he jumped to his feet.
He pushed through the people till he got to Dean and Gemma. "You!" said Paulie pointing, "Upstairs! Now! We need a word!"
Dean looked up, "Bit busy twat! Wait a minute!"
"Not you!" said Paulie.
Dean frowned and then looked at Gemma. Paulie rolled his eyes and then grabbed Gemma by the hand leading her out of the crowd, "Ah! What the fuck?" she said.
Paulie brought Gemma into the bedroom as Gemma shook him off, "Alright, alright! Let go of me!"
Paulie let go of Gemma as she sat on the bed, Gemma looked up at him his face pressed with fury, "Alright, first off," said Gemma, "What the fuck are you doing?"
"I could ask you the exact same question Gemma."
Gemma raised her eyebrows in confusion, "I was doing shit! I was just dancing!"
"Were you now? Didn't look like fucking dancing!"
"What's it got to do with you?" asked Gemma.
"Everything! Because Dean's my friend, you're my friend, and Claire is my friend!" said Paulie.
"Claire?"
"Yes, Claire," said Paulie, "And you're screwing her over big time. You can't control yourself can you? That girl is in love with you, she doesn't care for your body, or how you dress or what you do, she's in love with you and what do you do, go out and grind with the sleaziest guy in the club."
"I was just… fucking… dancing!"
"No you weren't!" said Paulie pointing his fingers, "What's going on between you and Dean! Because it doesn't look like just dancing, it looks like a lot more then dancing, you are fucking her over!"
"Don't you dare tell me what I'm doing to Claire… I love…"
"No!" said Paulie, "Don't you dare! For once in your life stop acting like no one else has the right to have a go at you. Cause it's all about you Gemma, it's all about fucking you."
"What is?"
"Everything!" said Paulie, "Sam feeling pointless cause of you, Ken fought back cause you told him to, you and Drew had that little secret thing and you fucked him over, now Dean! And let me tell you… I feel so sorry for Claire, because she couldn't have fell for someone who gives less of a shit."
"Alright Paulie! I get it then aye? Time to stand up to me cause I'm the worlds biggest bitch, the biggest slut, yes I fuck around with people, I'm messed up I get it and maybe I just mess up other people cause I want people to know how it feels? Is that it? Is that it big shot?"
"Fuck it! No!" Paulie grabbed his hair and turned around hitting his head against the drawer, "I didn't mean it like that, you just… you just… fuck, that's what you do Gemma. You know Dean, Dean's a vulnerable person, I reckon he could have stayed away from you, I reckon he would've tried, but when you lead him to what he wants, he's going to go for it and you abused him."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's all I care about… ain't it Pauls?"
Paulie turned around to see Dean standing in the doorway. "Dean… shit… you know I didn't."
Dean shook his head, "Mmm… I'm not sure I do know Pauls, do I know? Do I know that I'm just a dick and all I want is pussy, that's all I care about in life, all I want to do is fuck."
"You know I don't mean it like that. I was just trying…" said Paulie.
"Look at me Dean! I haven't lost my virginity, not cause I want to but cause I'm saving it for someone I love. You put yourself way above me Pauls, way above. You think I'm just a horny little prick, you think I don't do other things, you think I can't care, that I can't love, you all think that, who's to say I can't love? Come on, come and say it you dick! Say I'm a fucking heartless shit! Go on say it!"
Paulie shut his eyes, "Dean…"
"No, you know what Paulie? Fuck you, I'm done living for other people." Said Dean as he walked back out into the hallway.
Paulie remained there with his eyes shut breathing heavily. "Do you still like me?" asked Gemma.
"No, not anymore," said Paulie as he turned around.
"That's a lie, I know it is." Said Gemma.
"I don't care what you know," said Paulie, "I don't care what anybody knows, don't try and think you know me now, cause nobody gave me any attention before so don't come into my life now and play as if you know me, cause you don't, you could've but you don't." Paulie paused and reached out his finger, "You see, I pay attention to you, so I know you, and there's one thing I have to ask? Can you do it? Can you honestly do a proper relationship? Cause I don't think you can… you've been running from it your entire life and now you decide to do it? Nobody starts an expert…"
"So what then? Dump Claire? Break her heart."
"You're already doing that… listen, it's up to you, you can go around and have lots of sex and be the boss of everyone, seducing whoever you like, but you can't do that and love Claire, because she deserves better than that, it's up to you… and I know what I'd choose, and this isn't from a Christian point of view, this from a decent person point of view… I know Gemma, I know you can be so much better…"
"Than what I am?"
"No… because you already are so much better and you can be so much better… but you've got to want to be better, so don't fuck it up."
Paulie let out a deep breath as the heat of the conversation finally left and he headed for the door.
"Paulie…" said Gemma.
He turned around to face her.
"We could be better friends… you and I…"
"We could," said Paulie, "But it takes a bit more effort than that." He stared at her from the bedroom door, "And I think we both recognize this scene enough to know that."
He left the bedroom leaving Gemma on her own on the bed as she laid back.
Paulie stormed downstairs and into the beating light of the party again. He walked over to a table to his right. "Why are all these party's at the same fucking houses?" he asked Kelly to his left.
"Generous owners?" she said, "What's up with you?"
"Everything," said Paulie, "I need a drink."
"Paulie, I don't think you should… do you want to come talk to me?" she asked.
"I want a fucking drink," he said as he went over to his right and took a cup of lager and sculled it down, with half the drink pouring over himself, and some of the people around him looking quite impressed.
His grip became tighter as he began picking up more drinks and the dancing got heavier, Kelly quickly faded away into the night, and Paulie was left drinking among people he didn't know. He recognized two brown eyes in the crowd but instead of their usual, fiery strength, they looked hurt and sympathetic.
Paulie kept drinking and when he opened his eyes next, he was puking on the grass. He tried to grab himself, but it just kept coming out, round after round, almost breaking Paulie into yelps of pain.
When it finally stopped, Paulie's stomach felt raw, and he had strength to fall to his right and roll over so he didn't land in his own vomit. Paulie stared up at the stars with his mouth feeling like hot tar and his face sweating and trying not to crack under the pressure.
Dramatic! We are drawing closer to the Series 7 wrap up, it's gonna completely change the story and everyone is going to feel the effect of it, I'm looking forward to Series 8 now, it may be a while away, but there are some incredible things installed for you all, two chapters left, I hope to do them very soon and not a week later, we'll see how we go!