A/N: I revised it because it was WAYY too short and I think I owe you guys a bit more.
Chapter 9:
We pulled into a dusty lot just outside the woods at the end of town. This place had been the drinking spot for generations of delinquents and bottom feeders. They sped around the empty lot, dust collecting in the air. I coughed horribly.
"Would you just park? You guys are so immature." I bellowed. Ace laughed and winked at Vince and fishtailed into a parking space. I flicked my cigarette and stepped out of the car.
Suddenly Chris pulled in next to me going what seemed a hundred miles an hour. I jumped back.
"Watch it!" I yelled. I began to walk when he opened his door vigorously, body slamming me with it and knocking me into Ace's car.
"Ow! What the fuck is your problem Chambers?" Chris didn't say anything. No funny comment. No asshole response. He just… stared at me. It was all very awkward.
"That sign says no dogs aloud, guess we're just gunna have to take you home Kitty-Kat." Ace chuckled.
"A dog named Kitty?" Chris asked Ace with a raised brow, smirking a little. He smelled like cigarettes and gasoline.
"We should do that! We should have a dog and name it Kitty." Eyeball exclaimed grabbing a beer from the package.
"Thanks Eyeball, that's real nice." I said, dusting myself off. I walked around the car and snatched the beer out of his hand.
"Not after you, just ya know, like a puppy named Kitty." He explained. I rolled my eyes and took a swig of beer. It tasted like cheap carbonated piss.
"Yeah, we wouldn't do that to the poor dog, Kitty." Charlie Hogan remarked. I punched him in the arm and he whimpered.
"Alright, alright, be nice." Ace put his arm around me. "Don't worry Kitty-Kat I'm sure you can kick any of their asses." He said, walking me into the woods. The hooligans followed.
After about an hour and a half of me chugging beer after beer giving dirty glance after dirty glance, I was getting kind of tired of dealing with these morons and defending myself. All they had been doing was talking about chicks they wanted to land, but never would, because no respectable girl in her right mind would ever consider one of these losers for a lover. I can't even believe I am associating with them right now.
"I'm tellin' ya Ace, Christy wants you." Eyeball said, followed by his annoyingly quirky laugh.
"They all want me." Ace said confidently. I rolled my eyes.
There was a small fire in the center of our circle. Ace sat next to me. Eyeball sat across from Ace. Chris next to Eyeball. Round and round the pathetic circle went.
"Guys, nobody wants you." I said to them, taking a swig of my beer. I was pretty intoxicated at this point so I had to tell them the truth. They were nothing. Nobody wants nothing.
"Kitty, you don't know. They love us. The ladies in the school can't get enough." Charlie said with a smirk.
"Like you've ever had any." I said. Everyone began to laugh. Ace especially. He liked when I ragged on his friends. I guess that's why he let me hang around.
"You've had plenty! Maybe you should stop for awhile. Give it a rest." Charlie snapped.
"Fuck off Hogan." I bitterly retorted.
"Kitty, you give more rides than Grand Central Train Station." Charlie had them all thinking I was going to kick his ass. I should've really. I suppose I was starting to get used to it. Rather than cower in a corner and feel cheap, I decided to own up to my actions and back myself up even if no one else did.
"I'd rather be a slut then a virgin." Ace laughed, and soon the all chimed in. I began to laugh too, that is until I realized Gordie has just walked up and sat next to Chris. I wanted to die. He just basically heard me say that I am proud of fucking people like him over. Well, it's his fault. He shouldn't have gotten so attached.
"I just can't get a break." I drunkingly mumbled to myself. Eyeball walked over and slid into the seat next to me.
"So Kitty, why don't we take a walk in the woods." He suggested.
"Good idea, lets go!" I said and got up.
"Really?"
"Yeah, could you just watch my purse for a second?" I asked.
"Sure." He said with a smile. I walked away and heard him say. "She wants me."
I laughed to myself and wandered off for what seemed like forever. It couldn't see a damn thing. Alcohol and darkness do not mix. I almost walked into about six trees. I couldn't even hear the guys anymore. I was really starting to get scared. I don't know these stupid woods. There could've been a bear.
Besides, none of those assholes even cared enough to come get me. I'm drunk as a skunk, by myself in the middle of the woods. The least any of them could do is try to have sex with me.
A crackling nose startled me. I whipped around as if that would do any good. I still couldn't see and I was starting to get a headache.
"Kitty?" A voice called.
"Who's there?" I called then felt a body close to me searching for mine. An intoxicating smell filled me. It smelled like shampoo and spices. I realized it was Gordie. It's not like the others showered.
"Oh thank God, I'm so lost." I said and fell into his arms. He stood awkwardly for a minute and I realized he was probably still upset.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to be such a bitch. I think you're wonderful." I said tasting the beer on my breath.
"I've always thought you were beautiful." His voice boomed.
"I know." I giggled.
"Don't say that. I hate when you're cocky."
"Okay, okay." I said drunkenly. I was too tired to argue. I pulled him by the shirt close to me and rested my back against a tree.
I leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth. Instead of feeling a tangy taste of booze, it was sweet and inviting. It was the most amazing, drunk kiss of my life. His lips were sweet and buttery. I didn't want it to end. Wait, what was I doing? I dumped him. I didn't want Gordie, he was old news. I pulled away from the tender kiss, although it was hard.
"Gordie, I can't do this with you. Leave me alone. I don't want to be with you." I said harshly, almost falling over as I spoke. At first there was silence. Nothing at all. Not a word.
"Gordie, say something." I demanded. I couldn't stand in this silence any longer.
"Gordie?" He asked in a voice so meek, so fragile.
"Chris?!?" I realized, horrified. That little pervert! Ace probably sent him over here to get with me for a quick lay. God I hate them.
"I thought you-" He started to say.
"Ugh! How could you trick me like that! I think I'm going to be sick!" I said and ran away. I suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. And before I knew it, I was hunched over puking my brains out. The last thing I remember is being picked up by a man.
I awoke with the biggest hangover of all times.
A/N: That's it for now, sorry its short. Tell me what you think and tell me if I should continue.
