Chapter 8
Cassie's POV
"Who are you?" I asked, timid.
"Oh I'm sorry. I'm Party Poison." He stuck out his hand. I eyed it carefully. "It's okay, I won't hurt you." He gave me what I'm sure he thought was a reassuring smile but to me, it just looked really nervous.
"Pleasure. I'm the Black Widow." I shook his hand.
"Sorry no one is around, the others are out scoping the area." Others?
"Others?" I asked.
"Yes. My best friends, Jet Starr and Fun Ghoul, and my brother Kobra Kidd." He explained.
"Ah. If I may ask, why are you not out 'scoping' the area?"
"We saw you around yesterday morning, and they decided that having 4 new grown men around would be overwhelming to anyone, much less the 17 year old girl you are."
"How on Earth do you know I'm 17?"
"Simple. Your name is Cassandra Nichols, you're 17, your birthday is April 1st, 1996, you had a boyfriend named Dakota, you lived in the small town of Amherst, WI, and I know precisely why Dakota committed suicide last year on January 17th, 2012."
"Ho….ly… schizz." I said in amazement.
"Are you wondering how I know that?"
"Yes, but, more importantly, I am wondering WHY you know this."
"You are what are known to Better Living Industries as 'The Girl'. You could be a great improvement to society when they find you."
"IF they find me." I countered.
"Correct. IF."
"Now, if you don't mind, could I know why it is that Dakota committed suicide?"
"Not now. If you don't mind, I do believe you are in need of a nice long sleep." He smiled as he said this.
"I am…"
"Good. Your room is right this way. Just go to bed, and don't worry about anything. It will all be taken care of when you awaken." He led me down a longish hallway with 7 doors. A bathroom, 5 bedrooms, and a shut door. I thought I heard some sort of moaning from behind the door.
"What's in here?" I asked, reaching for the door.
"DON'T! I mean, it's a closet, and it's INSANELY messy." He added quickly after seeing my shocked expression.
"Ah. Here we are. Your room." He directed me into a small bedroom with a dresser, and a bed, and a bedside table in it. I took off my shoes and immediately sat on the bed.
"Anything you need before you fall asleep?" he asked.
"Nope. I will see you when I wake up." He left the room, shutting the door gently behind him. I, meanwhile, laid down on the bed and was asleep within seconds.
Dreamland (A/N: This is a continuation of the flashback from Chapter 7, so if you don't remember it/didn't read it, GO READ IT! Like, RIGHT FREAKING NOW. Or it willn't make sense. :P)
"Okay, if you guys are going to argue like that, GIVE ME SOME FUCKING CLOTHES!" I screamed.
Lil thrust a bag in my face.
"Go put that on. Now." She said. Or rather, commanded.
I went upstairs and put on the outfit. A tight, short black dress (A/N: Outfit on profile… it's Avril Lavigne's Party Crashers dress she wore in her 'SMILE' music video… and it's DEFIANTLY on my Christmas list lol!), opaque fuchsia tights, knee high boots, and matching jewelry. I slowly, very lethargically put on the outfit.
Lil began banging on my door. "YO! NICHOLS! WHAT THE FROSCHIZZLE IS TAKING YOU SO LONG?"
I opened the door a crack. "I utterly refuse to come out."
"Come on, babe. For me?"
I slowly opened up the door to reveal my whole self.
"WOAH! SHOW OFF THAT BODY, Cass!" she spun me around in a circle. "Great. Now get into jammies and come out. I have hair and makeup supplies for you."
"What… the actual frack?"
"Do you HONESTLY think we are going to get anywhere where you can wear that totally smexy outfit in this Podunk little town?"
"No…."
"Exactly. So guess where we're going?"
"I'm dying to know."
"APPLETON!" (A/N: For those of you who don't know [which I imagine is a lot if not all of you] Appleton compared to Amherst is… well, a huge-ass city. I should know.)
I smacked Lil's arm. "You sasshole!"
"What?"
"Where are we going in Appleton?"
"Ever hear of NightStorm?"
"Um… no?"
"Dude. Come on. It is only like THE place to go for a cool party! One worthy of that kickass outfit you are STILL WEARING."
I began undressing in my room, putting on a new set of jammies. "Continue…."
"And, well, it's just this teen nightclub. No drinking or smoking allowed." She smiled at this, to which I smiled back.
"Fine. Let's go. On ONE condition."
"What?"
"I drive, and we take my car."
"Deal. Wait, shower first."
"fine."
I showered…
And before I knew it, I was saying goodbye to Charlie and leaving on our little adventure in my '77 Bug.
**around 1 hour and 15 minutes later**
We pulled up to an old warehouse with the deep sounds of bass coming from it. I glanced at Lil, who reached over and fluffed up my hair. (We had stopped at a truck stop along the way to get me ready)
"Ready when you are?" she asked.
"Ready." I said.
We paid the $10 cover charge and got in. The place was packed, filled with a bunch of people dancing and hanging out. I leaned over to Lil, whispering "I feel a little overdressed."
"Suck it up and SMILE, because here comes a cute guy now."
"What if he's headed for you?"
"Me? Oh puh-LEEZE. He's TOTALLY heading for you, Cass. Now I'm going to leave you and you go have fun, dance, don't leave your drink, and use protection! Text me when you're ready to go." She said with a smile and a wave.
The cute guy came up to me with this adorable crooked smirk on his face. "Hi, I'm DresDen." And so began my very first abusive relationship.
A/N: Hey guys! So, this chapter is over 1000 words long... -whew- and I'm 98.6% certain that the majority of the words are (is?) the dream of Cassie's. So.
Some background on DresDen: I actually know a guy named DresDen. And I like(d) him. And he knew that. So did my best friend. So they started to date.
I'm shunning them both now. Like, today, he comes over at lunch, and I (oh-so-very abruptly, like MID-WORD abruptly) stand up (almost knocking my chair
over) and mumbling "you can have a seat, sasshole" and leaving. Ah, don't you just LOVE high school? lol. Actually I do. But... I'm saving the rest for my
therapist lol...
Some important info before I go:
I have put up a poll on my profile about Christmas: PLEASE GO VOTE! :3
It's wendesday again. Actually, it's 11:34pm on the day before thanksgiving...
happy [early... like 25 minutes early] turkey day! :3
xox
Randi17
