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Chapter 4 Part II: One Long Ass Day
This week has been the week from hell. We didn't do a damn thing I wanted to do and Damien and Raven always took off without me so I spent a lot of the time walking back to the Motel. To make matters worse, I think I've cut myself more this week than I ever have, all because my vacation sucks.
"What do you want to do for our last day in Cali?" Damien asks me and sits down on my bed.
"Go home." I mumble.
Damien looked at me with sad eyes. "You didn't have a fun week, did you?" He asks.
I cringe. I can't belive he asked that! Did he think that I was actually having fun by myself?! "NO I DIDN'T! It was horrible! You should have left me at home cause I would have been alone the same amount of time as if I was at home." I explode. I glare at the TV hoping it would explode.
"Pip, if you weren't having a good time-"Damien started but I cut in.
"I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen! You where too busy fucking Raven." I growl. I slam my back against the headboard of the bed, cross my arms and huff. God, I love Damien but he pisses me off too damn easily.
Raven came into the room and sighs. "I'll be off." He says.
I look at him strangely. "Your leaving?" I ask
"Yeah. I have to. My parents called the police to look for me and I'm labeled as a missing person." He says.
"How'd you find this out?" I ask
"Watching late night CNN. It creeped the hell out of me to see my face on CNN and my mom crying on the TV asking the guy who took me to bring me back. So I'm just gonna go. I'm probliy gonna be in deep shit but if I don't go now, it's just gonna get worse." Raven says.
"Damn that sucks to be you. You're parents are gonna kill you!" I say.
Raven shrugs. "Oh well." He says. Damien gets off the bed and walks over to kiss Raven. I turn my head. God I hate that. I hear the kissing noises ended and Damien sighed. "Well, I'll see you two in South Park." He says and leaves.
Damien sighs and sits down next to me. He has a slight frown on his face. I wish someone could get depressed over me. "So what do you wanna do?" Damien asks.
I look around. "I wanna go sight seeing. No stops. I just wanna drive around California and have a relaxing day in a car. Oh and maybe go to a club tonight. I'll let you pick one out. You know where all the fun ones are." I say.
Damien smiles. "It's not what I had in mind, but it's your call, little buddy." He says and puts his arm around me.
Ah. How relaxing. Jamming to Sex Pistols and having the air conditioning on high never felt this good. I sigh and look over a Damien, who had a smile on his face.
"Having fun?" He asked me.
"I am, actually. Thanks for taking me on the vacation." I say.
"Yeah. I'm sorry about blowing you off all week. I did this vacation for you so you could have a fun week and think about something other than cutting yourself. But maybe this is a new step for you. You haven't cut all week and you had a realy shitty week. I'm proud of you, Pipper." He says and ruffles my blond hair.
Oh hell. If he only knew. I don't want to ruin this moment let alone this day so I'm not gonna tell him about my arms. "Thanks, pal." I say and force a smile. God! Now I'm lying to him about it. The one thing I hate to do is lie, and here I am doing it to my best friend; the ONE person I care about the most and hate to lie to. Oh bloody hell! "Do you know what club where going to, tonight?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Of course I do. You gonna have to borrow some of my clothes, though." Damien says.
I roll my eyes. "Where going to a crazy Goth club, aren't we?" I ask, dreadfully.
"FUCK YEAH WE ARE!" Damien yells, cheerfully.
"Great, What fun!" I say, sarcasm filling my voice.
Damien playfully pushes me. "Hey, we got to do what you wanted so I got to pick the club. It's fair!" he says.
I laugh. "Yeah, yeah. I guess your right." I say.
We let 'Liar' fill the car and I started to doze off when Damien said, "Pip?"
"Yeah." I say, turning to him.
"You don't like Raven, do you?" He asks.
"Not at all. He's slime." I say.
"So why did you tell me you had a thing for him back at the school?" He asked me. Then back at the bathroom flashed in my mind. Shit! If I fuck this up, he'll know I'm falling for him. Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT!
"I-I d-don't know." I stutter.
"Do you like me, Pip?" Damien asked, bluntly. I just sat there. I have the right to remain silent. Everything I say can and will be held against me in future conversations. I look out my window. "Pip, look. I c-care about you. More than my life. I t-think I l-l-love y-you. All I want to know is if you feel the same way about me." Damien asks. I could tell the nervousness in his voice and he started shaking.
I look over at him in shock, but I acted like it didn't bother me. "Damien's gotta wittle crushy-wusshy on me?" I joke.
"Fuck off." He says and his pale cheeks turned bright pink. He did a U- turn.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Back to the motel and getting ready for tonight. We'll talk more about this later." He says.
"Here put this on." Damien says, throwing a black pile of clothing at me. "They might be a bit big on you but the baggier, the better." He says. I nod and walk over to the bathroom. Can't let him see my arms. I was about to walk in when Damien stopped me. "Change out here. It's not like I've never seen a penis before, let alone your penis."
I feel the blush coming on strong. "I-I wanna take a shower before I change." I say and scurry into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip down. I look at myself. How grotesque. My cut that read Damien has became a scar and my arms are shredded. My chest has tons of scars and I look like something out of a horror flick. My legs are the only things with scars on them that aren't intentional. (I a bit of a klutz) I hop in the shower and start to wash my hair when my arms began to sting from the open cuts on my arms. I fought back the pain. I finished quickly and got out. I look at the shirt Damien loaned me for the night and I laughed. It was a long-sleeved belly shirt with chains hanging from it. I put it on and the matching pants and looks down at myself. God, I look ridiculous. I walk out and look at Damien for assurance.
Damien laughs. "This is too cute. My little Pippy, all gothed up." He says, shaking his head. He walks around me and runs a hand across my stomach. My stomach knotted and chills when down my spine. Damien hooked the chains to the shirt. He looked down at me and smiled. He ran a hand threw my long blond hair. "Hm..."
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"We've got to do something with the blond hair. It's just not gonna cut it." Damien says.
I nod. "I-I've always wondered what I'd look like with purple and black hair." I admit.
Damien's eyes lit up. "I'll be right back. There's a hair care store down the street. I'll buy you some semi-permanite dye." He says and runs out the door.
I laugh. I look down at myself. My 'Damien' scar caught my eye. Shit! I gotta cover that up! I run to the bathroom and raid it. I find a Terence and Philip one to cover it up with. Oh well. I feel coincided. I keep looking down at myself. Well I don't go Goth every day. I might have an A- OK night tonight. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes. I can't belive Damien told me he loved me. I squeal. I know I'm acting like a teenage chick but I can't help it. I've been waiting for that moment for so long. I dose off till I felt someone shake me.
"Did you zone out on me?" I hear. My eyes flutter open and I'm looking into Damien's eyes. I nod. I can't break eye contact. He starts to lean in. Ack! He's gonna kiss me! He presses his lips against mine. HOLY SHIT!! He breaks away.
I blush. "That's a way to wake up from a nap." I say and sit up.
"Well, I got the colors. Let's start dyeing." He says.
Dude, there are so many hot dudes at the club! I'm amassed I'm walking around with a hard on! No, I'm here with Damien. I'm gonna fixate myself to him. We walk over to the side and I press my back against the wall.
"Want a beer?" Damien asks.
My eyes widen. "Your only 17. How the hell are you gonna get a beer?" I ask him.
"Hello, it's called a fake ID dude." He says pulling it out.
I sigh and roll my eyes. "Fine, but if you get caught, you're on your own." I state.
"Damn loosen up, Pip. I'm not hanging out with a pussy all night." Damien growls at me. Before I could fight back, he walked away. I guess I could lay back a bit.
"That guy your boyfriend." Someone next to me asks and causes me to jump. I hear him laugh. "Sorry, I scared you."
I look over and there was this guy standing next to me. He is as thin as a rail but he his face is gorgeous. He has blue eyes and long...BLOND HAIR?! "I didn't think Goth's weren't allowed to be blond." I joke, flashing him flirty eyes.
"Where not, but why conform with the rest of them, right?" He says.
"That's what I said, but my friend; that guy I'm with, said that I'd get my ass kicked if I stuck with my blond hair." I reply.
He smiles. "You're a blond, too?" He asks and I nod.
"My names Pip." I tell him.
"Darkness." He says and laughs when he notices my odd face. "Darren's my birth given name, Darkness is my Goth name. Sometimes I forget."
"That's cool though. Both of your names are cool. Which one would you like me to call you?" I ask.
"Hm. I feel like being...Darkness tonight." He says and laughs. Damien comes over with jelosey in his eyes. "Hey Pip, come dance with me." He says and yanks me away from Darkness.
"I'll be back." I tell Darkness and he laughs. I turn to Damien and hit him lightly on the shoulder. "What the hell was that for?!" I bitch at him. He pulls me into the middle of the mosh floor. Marilyn Manson's "Dance of the Dope Hats" was blaring through the speakers. Hey! This is my favorite Manson song! I shake off the happiness that my song was playing and focus on Damien ignoring me. "Are you gonna answer me?!" I yell.
"Shut up and grind with me." He says and presses himself against me. He started rubbing on me and innovatory moaned. "I'm gonna claim you tonight, Pip." He says, seductively in my ear.
My eyes widen. "D-Do y-you mean..." I ask, panicking. He nods and grins evilly at me. "B-But aren't you d-dating-"I start but he presses his lips against mine. He forces his tongue into my mouth and I feel myself melting into the kiss.
He breaks the kiss. "No more talking. Enjoy tonight." Damien says, pulling me close to him.
I push him away. "No! You didn't answer my question! Aren't you dating Raven?!" I yell.
"Well yeah, but he's not here." He says.
I look at him in disgust. "Just because your boyfriend leaves you for a day doesn't mean you can cling to me and hope for a nice quick fuck!" I growl. To think that I thought he actually cared about me. When he didn't say anything in defense, I knew I was right. I felt the tears fill my eyes. I ran outside.
How could he do that to me. This whole day was full of fake love. BOLLOCKS! He is such a fucking wanker. I hate him so much. He's the biggest asshole ever. "You ok?" I hear behind me. I turn around and I see Darkness standing there.
I shake my head. "No, I'm not." I say, with tears streaming down my face.
"Wanna talk?" He asks.
"Sure why not." I say
I can't belive I'm in a car with a complete stranger, going to Starbucks. The silence was killing me. I wish I had something to say.
"I'm sorry about troubling you." I say.
"Eh, it's ok, dude. I don't care." Darkness says. He pulls out a pack of Newport cigarettes and lights one up. He glances over at me. "Want one?"
I shake my head and scrunch up my nose. "No thanks. They gross the shit out of me." I say.
"You don't mind if I smoke, do you?" He asks.
I think back to Damien. He smoked. I sigh and shake my head. "No, my friend use to smoke, so it doesn't bother me." I say. My mind wanders off to tonight. 'I'm going to claim you, Pip.' My lower lip quivers and I fight back the tears by biting my lower lip and shaking my head. We pull into Starbucks and we got out.
"We look like a walking cliché." Darkness says.
I look over at him with curious eyes. "What do you mean?" I ask.
"Goth kids going into a coffee shop." He says and I snicker.
"Yeah, that's a stereotype too." I add.
"Cliches and stereotypes piss me off." He says and opens the door for me. Wow, that reminds me of Eric Cartman. "So what do you want?"
"The cheapest Frappe." I say.
He laughs at me. "What a chick drink." He jokes.
"Fuck off, ok. I can't help it. I like what I like." I say.
"Go sit down, I'll bring it to you." He says.
"You sure?" I ask.
"Yeah! Go clear your head. I'll be over in a few." He says and I walk over to a table by a window. That moment at the club played over and over in my head. I groan. Why did he have to do this to me. His best friend! God he's such a dickface cock master! Darkness came over and sat across from me and sat my coffee in front of me. "Ready to talk?"
I nod. "If I get emotional, don't laugh at me." I say.
"I know how it is. I get emotional easily too." He says.
"I can't belive Damien was gonna use me." I say and take a drink from my coffee.
"That was pretty fucking shitty of him." He says.
"He has a boyfriend too. He left today and he hopped on the Pip train, thinking he was gonna score." I tell him.
Darkness sips his coffee and shakes his head. "That's not even right." He says.
"He's a fucking wanker." I say.
"This is off topic but are you British? Your accent seems like it." Darkness asks.
"Yup. 100% English." I say, proudly and start to take a drink.
"Sexy." He says and I almost spit out my coffee. I start coughing and he starts to laugh. WHAT?! "I'm just messing with you." He says, laughing. He wipes the tears from his eyes. "Oh the look on your face was classic."
I blush. "Sorry, you threw me off. I wasn't expecting you to say that." I say.
"Sorry. Anyway, back to your problem. Do you love your friend?" He asks.
I nod. "He means the world to me. I had feelings for him since I could remember. When he said he liked me and he said he was gonna claim me for his own and...when he kissed me; It was like a dream come true. Then when I confronted him about Raven and he didn't object, I knew it then that he just wanted a quick fuck." I say and take another confort drink of my coffee.
"I'm sorry, Pip. You are a nice guy and it seems to me that your shouldn't be treated like that." Darkness says. He puts his hand over mine and gives it a conforting squeeze. "Forget about him, move on. You can find better." He says and smiles at me. Maybe he's right. Maybe it's time to move on.
I walk up to the motel. I sigh and look down at my watch. 2:32. I'm gonna be up all night. I go to open the door and it's locked. I look over the rail and see Damien's car. What the hell is he doing in there? I frown. I rephrase my thought; who is he doing in there? I pull out my key and unlock the door. I walk in to find Damien viciously slicing his arms with a knife, crying.
"STOP THAT!" I scream and tackle him. We fall to the ground and I straddle him. He starts swinging his arms.
"PIP! LEAVE ME ALONE! I JUST WANT TO DIE! I'm a fucking slut who doesn't deserve to live." He cries. I finally got his arms pinned on the ground and he finally fought struggling. I have blood and cuts all over me now from Damien swinging the knife and spattering his blood on me and cutting me with the knife. He drops the knife and I quickly grab it and throw it across the room.
"What the fuck where you thinking?!" I growl.
"I don't deserve you or Raven. I'm a bad person." He cries.
"Yes you do, Damien." I assure him.
"Just shoot me, Pip. I'm a horr-"He starts but I backhand him.
"Shut your fucking mouth! You need to stop feeling so fucking sorry for yourself. Don't ever talk like that ever again!" I yell.
He whimpers. "I'm sorry, Pipper." He says and hugs my waist. Must be strong and not give in! I, to my shock, push him away and get off him.
"Drive us home. Right now. This vacation is ending now." I say.
Authors Note: Man oh man did I fuck that up. I'm sorry Pip! I can't belive I made them have the trip from hell. I wish I had a scanner. I got realy bored one night at like 3 in the morn and drew Pip Goth. It looks badass but now that I think about it, where the hell would I post it, even if I DID have a scanner. Ok Chapter 5 is gonna have a lemon scene. I know, I'm a pervert. That's just how I am. I'm sorry guys, but it seemed right to have one there. It would just fit right on in with the angst. So you guys can't get too too pissed off. Oh it might have to be moved up to R rating too. (well that's the price of having a sex scene in a story.) well I hope you guys won't be too pissed. . well I'm gonna go. Later.
Another Warning- This is a Slash (guy on guy) don't like it? Don't read the story! Don't raid up my Review Box (I call it a box ok!?) with "Ew! That is soooo gross!" cause it makes me cringe with anger
Chapter 4 Part II: One Long Ass Day
This week has been the week from hell. We didn't do a damn thing I wanted to do and Damien and Raven always took off without me so I spent a lot of the time walking back to the Motel. To make matters worse, I think I've cut myself more this week than I ever have, all because my vacation sucks.
"What do you want to do for our last day in Cali?" Damien asks me and sits down on my bed.
"Go home." I mumble.
Damien looked at me with sad eyes. "You didn't have a fun week, did you?" He asks.
I cringe. I can't belive he asked that! Did he think that I was actually having fun by myself?! "NO I DIDN'T! It was horrible! You should have left me at home cause I would have been alone the same amount of time as if I was at home." I explode. I glare at the TV hoping it would explode.
"Pip, if you weren't having a good time-"Damien started but I cut in.
"I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen! You where too busy fucking Raven." I growl. I slam my back against the headboard of the bed, cross my arms and huff. God, I love Damien but he pisses me off too damn easily.
Raven came into the room and sighs. "I'll be off." He says.
I look at him strangely. "Your leaving?" I ask
"Yeah. I have to. My parents called the police to look for me and I'm labeled as a missing person." He says.
"How'd you find this out?" I ask
"Watching late night CNN. It creeped the hell out of me to see my face on CNN and my mom crying on the TV asking the guy who took me to bring me back. So I'm just gonna go. I'm probliy gonna be in deep shit but if I don't go now, it's just gonna get worse." Raven says.
"Damn that sucks to be you. You're parents are gonna kill you!" I say.
Raven shrugs. "Oh well." He says. Damien gets off the bed and walks over to kiss Raven. I turn my head. God I hate that. I hear the kissing noises ended and Damien sighed. "Well, I'll see you two in South Park." He says and leaves.
Damien sighs and sits down next to me. He has a slight frown on his face. I wish someone could get depressed over me. "So what do you wanna do?" Damien asks.
I look around. "I wanna go sight seeing. No stops. I just wanna drive around California and have a relaxing day in a car. Oh and maybe go to a club tonight. I'll let you pick one out. You know where all the fun ones are." I say.
Damien smiles. "It's not what I had in mind, but it's your call, little buddy." He says and puts his arm around me.
Ah. How relaxing. Jamming to Sex Pistols and having the air conditioning on high never felt this good. I sigh and look over a Damien, who had a smile on his face.
"Having fun?" He asked me.
"I am, actually. Thanks for taking me on the vacation." I say.
"Yeah. I'm sorry about blowing you off all week. I did this vacation for you so you could have a fun week and think about something other than cutting yourself. But maybe this is a new step for you. You haven't cut all week and you had a realy shitty week. I'm proud of you, Pipper." He says and ruffles my blond hair.
Oh hell. If he only knew. I don't want to ruin this moment let alone this day so I'm not gonna tell him about my arms. "Thanks, pal." I say and force a smile. God! Now I'm lying to him about it. The one thing I hate to do is lie, and here I am doing it to my best friend; the ONE person I care about the most and hate to lie to. Oh bloody hell! "Do you know what club where going to, tonight?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Of course I do. You gonna have to borrow some of my clothes, though." Damien says.
I roll my eyes. "Where going to a crazy Goth club, aren't we?" I ask, dreadfully.
"FUCK YEAH WE ARE!" Damien yells, cheerfully.
"Great, What fun!" I say, sarcasm filling my voice.
Damien playfully pushes me. "Hey, we got to do what you wanted so I got to pick the club. It's fair!" he says.
I laugh. "Yeah, yeah. I guess your right." I say.
We let 'Liar' fill the car and I started to doze off when Damien said, "Pip?"
"Yeah." I say, turning to him.
"You don't like Raven, do you?" He asks.
"Not at all. He's slime." I say.
"So why did you tell me you had a thing for him back at the school?" He asked me. Then back at the bathroom flashed in my mind. Shit! If I fuck this up, he'll know I'm falling for him. Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT!
"I-I d-don't know." I stutter.
"Do you like me, Pip?" Damien asked, bluntly. I just sat there. I have the right to remain silent. Everything I say can and will be held against me in future conversations. I look out my window. "Pip, look. I c-care about you. More than my life. I t-think I l-l-love y-you. All I want to know is if you feel the same way about me." Damien asks. I could tell the nervousness in his voice and he started shaking.
I look over at him in shock, but I acted like it didn't bother me. "Damien's gotta wittle crushy-wusshy on me?" I joke.
"Fuck off." He says and his pale cheeks turned bright pink. He did a U- turn.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Back to the motel and getting ready for tonight. We'll talk more about this later." He says.
"Here put this on." Damien says, throwing a black pile of clothing at me. "They might be a bit big on you but the baggier, the better." He says. I nod and walk over to the bathroom. Can't let him see my arms. I was about to walk in when Damien stopped me. "Change out here. It's not like I've never seen a penis before, let alone your penis."
I feel the blush coming on strong. "I-I wanna take a shower before I change." I say and scurry into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip down. I look at myself. How grotesque. My cut that read Damien has became a scar and my arms are shredded. My chest has tons of scars and I look like something out of a horror flick. My legs are the only things with scars on them that aren't intentional. (I a bit of a klutz) I hop in the shower and start to wash my hair when my arms began to sting from the open cuts on my arms. I fought back the pain. I finished quickly and got out. I look at the shirt Damien loaned me for the night and I laughed. It was a long-sleeved belly shirt with chains hanging from it. I put it on and the matching pants and looks down at myself. God, I look ridiculous. I walk out and look at Damien for assurance.
Damien laughs. "This is too cute. My little Pippy, all gothed up." He says, shaking his head. He walks around me and runs a hand across my stomach. My stomach knotted and chills when down my spine. Damien hooked the chains to the shirt. He looked down at me and smiled. He ran a hand threw my long blond hair. "Hm..."
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"We've got to do something with the blond hair. It's just not gonna cut it." Damien says.
I nod. "I-I've always wondered what I'd look like with purple and black hair." I admit.
Damien's eyes lit up. "I'll be right back. There's a hair care store down the street. I'll buy you some semi-permanite dye." He says and runs out the door.
I laugh. I look down at myself. My 'Damien' scar caught my eye. Shit! I gotta cover that up! I run to the bathroom and raid it. I find a Terence and Philip one to cover it up with. Oh well. I feel coincided. I keep looking down at myself. Well I don't go Goth every day. I might have an A- OK night tonight. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes. I can't belive Damien told me he loved me. I squeal. I know I'm acting like a teenage chick but I can't help it. I've been waiting for that moment for so long. I dose off till I felt someone shake me.
"Did you zone out on me?" I hear. My eyes flutter open and I'm looking into Damien's eyes. I nod. I can't break eye contact. He starts to lean in. Ack! He's gonna kiss me! He presses his lips against mine. HOLY SHIT!! He breaks away.
I blush. "That's a way to wake up from a nap." I say and sit up.
"Well, I got the colors. Let's start dyeing." He says.
Dude, there are so many hot dudes at the club! I'm amassed I'm walking around with a hard on! No, I'm here with Damien. I'm gonna fixate myself to him. We walk over to the side and I press my back against the wall.
"Want a beer?" Damien asks.
My eyes widen. "Your only 17. How the hell are you gonna get a beer?" I ask him.
"Hello, it's called a fake ID dude." He says pulling it out.
I sigh and roll my eyes. "Fine, but if you get caught, you're on your own." I state.
"Damn loosen up, Pip. I'm not hanging out with a pussy all night." Damien growls at me. Before I could fight back, he walked away. I guess I could lay back a bit.
"That guy your boyfriend." Someone next to me asks and causes me to jump. I hear him laugh. "Sorry, I scared you."
I look over and there was this guy standing next to me. He is as thin as a rail but he his face is gorgeous. He has blue eyes and long...BLOND HAIR?! "I didn't think Goth's weren't allowed to be blond." I joke, flashing him flirty eyes.
"Where not, but why conform with the rest of them, right?" He says.
"That's what I said, but my friend; that guy I'm with, said that I'd get my ass kicked if I stuck with my blond hair." I reply.
He smiles. "You're a blond, too?" He asks and I nod.
"My names Pip." I tell him.
"Darkness." He says and laughs when he notices my odd face. "Darren's my birth given name, Darkness is my Goth name. Sometimes I forget."
"That's cool though. Both of your names are cool. Which one would you like me to call you?" I ask.
"Hm. I feel like being...Darkness tonight." He says and laughs. Damien comes over with jelosey in his eyes. "Hey Pip, come dance with me." He says and yanks me away from Darkness.
"I'll be back." I tell Darkness and he laughs. I turn to Damien and hit him lightly on the shoulder. "What the hell was that for?!" I bitch at him. He pulls me into the middle of the mosh floor. Marilyn Manson's "Dance of the Dope Hats" was blaring through the speakers. Hey! This is my favorite Manson song! I shake off the happiness that my song was playing and focus on Damien ignoring me. "Are you gonna answer me?!" I yell.
"Shut up and grind with me." He says and presses himself against me. He started rubbing on me and innovatory moaned. "I'm gonna claim you tonight, Pip." He says, seductively in my ear.
My eyes widen. "D-Do y-you mean..." I ask, panicking. He nods and grins evilly at me. "B-But aren't you d-dating-"I start but he presses his lips against mine. He forces his tongue into my mouth and I feel myself melting into the kiss.
He breaks the kiss. "No more talking. Enjoy tonight." Damien says, pulling me close to him.
I push him away. "No! You didn't answer my question! Aren't you dating Raven?!" I yell.
"Well yeah, but he's not here." He says.
I look at him in disgust. "Just because your boyfriend leaves you for a day doesn't mean you can cling to me and hope for a nice quick fuck!" I growl. To think that I thought he actually cared about me. When he didn't say anything in defense, I knew I was right. I felt the tears fill my eyes. I ran outside.
How could he do that to me. This whole day was full of fake love. BOLLOCKS! He is such a fucking wanker. I hate him so much. He's the biggest asshole ever. "You ok?" I hear behind me. I turn around and I see Darkness standing there.
I shake my head. "No, I'm not." I say, with tears streaming down my face.
"Wanna talk?" He asks.
"Sure why not." I say
I can't belive I'm in a car with a complete stranger, going to Starbucks. The silence was killing me. I wish I had something to say.
"I'm sorry about troubling you." I say.
"Eh, it's ok, dude. I don't care." Darkness says. He pulls out a pack of Newport cigarettes and lights one up. He glances over at me. "Want one?"
I shake my head and scrunch up my nose. "No thanks. They gross the shit out of me." I say.
"You don't mind if I smoke, do you?" He asks.
I think back to Damien. He smoked. I sigh and shake my head. "No, my friend use to smoke, so it doesn't bother me." I say. My mind wanders off to tonight. 'I'm going to claim you, Pip.' My lower lip quivers and I fight back the tears by biting my lower lip and shaking my head. We pull into Starbucks and we got out.
"We look like a walking cliché." Darkness says.
I look over at him with curious eyes. "What do you mean?" I ask.
"Goth kids going into a coffee shop." He says and I snicker.
"Yeah, that's a stereotype too." I add.
"Cliches and stereotypes piss me off." He says and opens the door for me. Wow, that reminds me of Eric Cartman. "So what do you want?"
"The cheapest Frappe." I say.
He laughs at me. "What a chick drink." He jokes.
"Fuck off, ok. I can't help it. I like what I like." I say.
"Go sit down, I'll bring it to you." He says.
"You sure?" I ask.
"Yeah! Go clear your head. I'll be over in a few." He says and I walk over to a table by a window. That moment at the club played over and over in my head. I groan. Why did he have to do this to me. His best friend! God he's such a dickface cock master! Darkness came over and sat across from me and sat my coffee in front of me. "Ready to talk?"
I nod. "If I get emotional, don't laugh at me." I say.
"I know how it is. I get emotional easily too." He says.
"I can't belive Damien was gonna use me." I say and take a drink from my coffee.
"That was pretty fucking shitty of him." He says.
"He has a boyfriend too. He left today and he hopped on the Pip train, thinking he was gonna score." I tell him.
Darkness sips his coffee and shakes his head. "That's not even right." He says.
"He's a fucking wanker." I say.
"This is off topic but are you British? Your accent seems like it." Darkness asks.
"Yup. 100% English." I say, proudly and start to take a drink.
"Sexy." He says and I almost spit out my coffee. I start coughing and he starts to laugh. WHAT?! "I'm just messing with you." He says, laughing. He wipes the tears from his eyes. "Oh the look on your face was classic."
I blush. "Sorry, you threw me off. I wasn't expecting you to say that." I say.
"Sorry. Anyway, back to your problem. Do you love your friend?" He asks.
I nod. "He means the world to me. I had feelings for him since I could remember. When he said he liked me and he said he was gonna claim me for his own and...when he kissed me; It was like a dream come true. Then when I confronted him about Raven and he didn't object, I knew it then that he just wanted a quick fuck." I say and take another confort drink of my coffee.
"I'm sorry, Pip. You are a nice guy and it seems to me that your shouldn't be treated like that." Darkness says. He puts his hand over mine and gives it a conforting squeeze. "Forget about him, move on. You can find better." He says and smiles at me. Maybe he's right. Maybe it's time to move on.
I walk up to the motel. I sigh and look down at my watch. 2:32. I'm gonna be up all night. I go to open the door and it's locked. I look over the rail and see Damien's car. What the hell is he doing in there? I frown. I rephrase my thought; who is he doing in there? I pull out my key and unlock the door. I walk in to find Damien viciously slicing his arms with a knife, crying.
"STOP THAT!" I scream and tackle him. We fall to the ground and I straddle him. He starts swinging his arms.
"PIP! LEAVE ME ALONE! I JUST WANT TO DIE! I'm a fucking slut who doesn't deserve to live." He cries. I finally got his arms pinned on the ground and he finally fought struggling. I have blood and cuts all over me now from Damien swinging the knife and spattering his blood on me and cutting me with the knife. He drops the knife and I quickly grab it and throw it across the room.
"What the fuck where you thinking?!" I growl.
"I don't deserve you or Raven. I'm a bad person." He cries.
"Yes you do, Damien." I assure him.
"Just shoot me, Pip. I'm a horr-"He starts but I backhand him.
"Shut your fucking mouth! You need to stop feeling so fucking sorry for yourself. Don't ever talk like that ever again!" I yell.
He whimpers. "I'm sorry, Pipper." He says and hugs my waist. Must be strong and not give in! I, to my shock, push him away and get off him.
"Drive us home. Right now. This vacation is ending now." I say.
Authors Note: Man oh man did I fuck that up. I'm sorry Pip! I can't belive I made them have the trip from hell. I wish I had a scanner. I got realy bored one night at like 3 in the morn and drew Pip Goth. It looks badass but now that I think about it, where the hell would I post it, even if I DID have a scanner. Ok Chapter 5 is gonna have a lemon scene. I know, I'm a pervert. That's just how I am. I'm sorry guys, but it seemed right to have one there. It would just fit right on in with the angst. So you guys can't get too too pissed off. Oh it might have to be moved up to R rating too. (well that's the price of having a sex scene in a story.) well I hope you guys won't be too pissed. . well I'm gonna go. Later.