Layla

Stella is such a stuck up little bitch. All she ever does is ruin everything for me. At the start I knew she didn't want to be my friend, she would always exclude me from the conversation and never invite me out. She had figured out my crush on Sky, she confronted me about it, I admitted it but managed to convince her it was just a little crush and how I would never ever come between Bloom and Sky. Then she started being friendlier, I thought at first that she was trying to get closer to me to spy on me about Sky. But it didn't seem like the case as she soon became one of my best friends. I thought she'd got over the hating me page, but no, it seems like she still hates me! After everything she did, she still doesn't understand that I'm not like her. She can't force me to be a girly bitch like her. I'm not! I just don't know what to do now. I can't blame her entirely for my dumb decision but she was part of the fault, she pushed me.

I walk over to the hallway mirror, do I look different? Do I look like I've lost my virginity? I don't feel better or more womanly. I feel disgusted with myself, I feel sick. I pull out my pink lipstick from my pocket and put it on as a way to try and hide my disgraceful face, but it doesn't change a thing.

I turn away from the mirror and run to my room. I grab my suitcase and pack some clothes. I don't know where I'm going but I do know that I have to get away from here. Away from Nabu and Stella. Maybe I'll stay in a pub in the city.

As I walk to the front door I see Bloom lying on the couch.

"Where are you going?" She asks me.

"Just out," I tell her.

"Why do you have a big bag?" She asks me as she slowly gets up.

"It's my new handbag," I lie. Hopefully, she'll buy it, she's so drunk.

"Can you stay a bit longer?" She whines. "I don't want to be alone, I'm so alone."

I look at her closely. She looks terrible, she clearly needs someone to look after her.

"Are you sure you need me, you're fine to stay here by yourself," I tell her. I might sound mean but I just don't have time for Bloom's crap right now.

"Why are you so mean to me?!" She wails as she comes towards me and clings my arm. Her breath stinks. "I need you, stay with me, you have too I need you. I hate everything!"

She starts crying as she goes on about hating and needing.

"Bloom, let go, I have to go!" I tell her.

"You're such a bitch! I hate you! What kind of friend are you? Leaving me all drunk and stuff. I hate you!" She tells me angrily. "You're just like Sky, an asshole! You think you're so great and how you don't have time for pathetic Bloom but you're just sad. I hate you, and Sky and everyone!"

She angrily stomps over to her room and slams the door.

"Leave, but don't expect me to ever be your friend!" She yells through the door.

"You need to sort your shit out, Bloom. You're drunk and you're just blurting out crap. Take control of your life, no one likes a whining drunk bitch like you! If you're stupid enough to get drunk you can't rely on others to take care of you!" I yell. "Pull yourself together Bloom."

She opens the door slightly, eyes still flowing freely.

"No one ever asked if I wanted to be the strong one, you know. I had to always be there for all of you. And the one fucking time I break, you all leave me," she whispers before slamming the door closed. "I'm sick of being the mum."

"Grow up, Bloom," I say before heading down to my green mini.

I sigh as I bang my head on the wheel. What am I doing? What is wrong with me?

I shake my head as I drive off. As I leave Alfea I see Tecna's silver car roll in. Good, they can put up with Bloom. I drive to Magix city, and stop outside a pub called "Toadstools and Bats." It sounds gothic but it seems like a place no one would find me.

It's dark and creepy inside. All the furniture is black and it seems like the place is falling apart. It's full of goths, emos, and punks. They give me weird looks. I walk to the bar where a pretty young girl with wild stormy hair wearing dark red clothes and heavy makeup is.

"Do you have any rooms for the night?" I ask her.

"Yeah my sister will show you your room," she tells me as she goes to the back. "Darcy!"

A taller girl, also very pretty, with long, light brown hair comes out.

"This way," she tells me as she leads me up the stairs on the side. She looks vaguely familiar but I can't quite figure out how.

"Here's your room, if you need anything, call us. Here's your room key, we hope you enjoy your stay here at the toadstools and bat," she tells me as in a bored voice as she opens the door.

The room is small with one double bed, a bedside table, a small table with a chair and a small ensuite that had a toilet, shower, and basin. I drop my bag on the bed before locking up and going downstairs to the bar. I sit on the stool and order a martini. I sip and think about my problem. Soon a voice interrupts my thoughts.

"Layla?" The voice asks as I turn around in shock.

"Sky, what are you doing here?" I ask in shock as he sits down next to me.

"I was going to visit my parents but I decided to stay here and, well, drink," he tells me. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a fight with one of the girls so I'm staying here for the night," I tell him as I order another drink.

We spent ages talking about our problems and ordering drinks.

"I think this is like my 10th drink or something," I giggle.

"What do I do about Bloom?" Sky asks me.

"Nothing, it's her fault, she needs to come back crawling for you! I saw her on the dance floor with that guy, if you hadn't stopped her she would have fucked him!" I tell him seriously as I put my hand on his cheek. "You have beautiful eyes, and hair and a body that is like wow. And you're sooo nice, you're such a nice guy. Bloom is soo lucky, I wish I was Bloom."

"Layla, no, you're amazing, so sexy and fierce and hot and more good words. I wish I was Nabu, he's got such a babe," he tells me as he put his hand on my thigh.

He looks into my eyes before looking at the clock.

"It's late, we're drunk, we should go to bed. Not together, I mean separately," he blushes.

I try to stand up but I've lost all balance. I giggle as I trip but Sky helps me up again.

We stumble around laughing up the stairs.

"Here's my room," I laugh as I open the door.

"Night Layla," he tells me as he leans over and kisses me.

His kiss is better than I had imagined, and I had imagined. A lot. He deepens it and I moan. We stumble into my room and I kick the door closed with my foot. He pushes me onto the bed and soon we're passionately making out whilst our clothes quickly disappear.

"Oh Sky," I mumble.

"Oh Layla," he groans.

Everything is perfect.