Dirt 5
As soon as I entered the house I wanted to know the story. I mean, she seemed sweet enough and she actually seemed un-capable of hating. Which is why for the first time I don't hate a girl who was after my man!
"So what exactly happened between you and Trix?" I asked slowly as I sat on her cream colored couch. I could hear her sigh as she entered the living room and sat across from me, curling her legs underneath her on the cream colored chair.
"Well, I lived there my entire life or until the stuff started happening. Chris and I had always been really good friends, you know, but I wasn't any better friends with him then the other guys. I guess when Trix started hanging out with us…we were ten and she was eight. I could sense her starting to hate me, and I never really understood why…" she stopped biting her lip, thinking obviously. Then she started twirling a strand of her hair around her index finger before starting again. "I mean at the time we didn't call her Trix we called her by her real name, Janelle. Then again after all the shit she did to us…we couldn't help, but start calling her Trix. So she was the little trouble making annoying kid."
Where the hell was this going? Oh well I better just keep nodding and answering every once and awhile until we get to the good part.
"Anyway, one day I got a call from someone…and this someone was someone that I didn't want to talk to or hear from. So I got really scared and ran to Chris for help. Well while I was pouring my heart out about my past, Trix happened to be spying on us. So she goes and calls the someone back and told them where I lived! So they came and scared me out of town." Poor Faye, dealing with Trix like that. She really didn't seem all prissy to me. Maybe we just get along because we are dealing with the same enemy.
"I'm sorry, but may I ask who this someone is? And why you didn't want to hear from him?" This may be vital information. She looked over at me pressing her lips into the thinnest line, I've ever seen anyone's lips. She had also paled and her once soft friendly eyes and turned cold. Jeez she was scary when she was pissed.
"No, that is none of your business. For all I know you could be another Trix! Coming to kick me out of one of the most perfect towns on the planet! I won't have it!" Okay now I see the prissy side of her showing.
"No, I'm really not. I just think maybe I could use the information against her or something." Faye shook her head standing clenching and unclenching her fists.
"Get out." What? She was telling ME of all people to get out? I don't think so.
"But I need to know! Or Trix will never go down and I won't get Chris!" Okay that last part just kind of slipped out. I didn't want to tell her that.
"What? You are doing this because you are after Chris huh? Not because you want to avenge the demon spawn?" Faye was now shooing me out of the room and into the kitchen.
"Yes, obviously I mean she needs to be avenged and in the meantime I can use this opportunity to go out with her cousin." Faye nodded taking a deep breath.
"Well I can't exactly blame you there, he is hot and sexy. You just have to promise me that Trix will be avenged." I nodded and started towards the door. I could see Faye wanting to tell me something as I reached the door. I had my hand on the handle. Was turning it. "Wait! Belle." I smirked at the door before turning and eyeing her curiously.
"Yeah?" Faye motioned me over to her and then led me out of the kitchen into the foyer. Then up a staircase. It looked like a staircase that would be in a princess movie. When the princess or Prom Queen would come down to meet their gorgeous Prince or Date. Anyway enough about the stairs; I was shocked when we entered her room. It was so perfect for any girl. That was normal at least.
The room was the bay window room I had seen from outside. I love bay windows. In the window there was a window seat with a plushy white cushion and many different colored pillows all over, with one of those veil things to hide it from the rest of the room. The white carpet was spotless and a nice round fuzzy pink rug in the middle was the perfect touch. A nice cushion in the corner and a fluffy looking comforter on top of a full size bed. This room was meant for a princess. No wonder they called her prissy.
As soon as I sat on the cushion she bit her lip and walked to a white-wooded dresser. Her ponytail was still falling out so wisps of hair kept falling in her face; which she then annoyingly blew away.
"Here it is!" Here what is? Oh a photo album, interesting very interesting. She sat next to me sitting cross-legged and balancing the photo album on her knees. "Okay this here is everything that I have of some importance from Castle Rock.
On the first page there was a twig from a pine tree and next to it was a picture someone had drawn of a boy grabbing out for another boy that was falling. Odd.
"This is Chris and Teddy, they were climbing this tree and Teddy was climbing up too high and a rotten branch gave way and Chris saved him." She sighed as she ran her fingers over the two memorable items. Other things on the page were a few inside jokes and a couple pictures of eight year olds laughing. Aw how cute. Now girl get along with it!
Faye flipped the page and the next two were a collage of a party, I think it was Faye's birthday. The four boys were on top of her; they looked so happy there. I looked over at Faye and could see the tears welling in her eyes. Poor girl. Anyway, I needed to know more. The next page seemed darker…as if it was something didn't want to remember, but more like she had to. Or something like that.
It took up just one page, but it was the scariest thing ever. She had put black paper as the background and all over the page were letters and headlines of deep dark things such as 'Teenage girl runs away' and such things. I think they had to do with the someone because she quickly flipped the page and wiped her eyes before continuing.
About an hour later I was free to go and such. As I left the pretty little house, with the pretty little lawn, the pretty little cobblestone walk and the pretty little fence I decided that after avenging Trix I would invite her to Castle Rock. Perfect Plan!
It took me ages to reach the dumpy little town, and I've got to say that it depresses me. I mean after all the perfect stuff it is so blah. Anyway I shouldn't be thinking about that, I've got bigger fish to fry.
Oh fun, here comes Gordie…I have a really bad feeling he thinks I really like him. This could be a problem. Wait…something's wrong. He looks very solemn. He better as hell not be breaking up with me. I will kick his little white ass if he even tries! I sauntered over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck pecking him on the lips softly.
"Hey Gordie." He just looked down at me his brown eyes full of concern, worry and all those other words that have to do with someone looking sad.
"Hi Belle." I stared at him as he bit his lip and closing his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked genuinely worried, I think he is about to break up with me. Crisis Belle CRISIS!
He shook his head and led me over to a stoop as we sat I could tell he needed to tell me something really important, but he was having trouble saying it.
"Belle, while you were gone today." He took a deep breath and squeezed my hand. "I had a little chat with Trix." He stared at our intertwined hands.
Oh fuck.
"Belle, she really likes me and when she saw us kissing. I mean I saw her after you left yesterday and she looked like she was about to lose it. Belle I can't do that to her. I really can't."
Oh hell no.
"I think we should break this off. Its not that I don't like you, its just that I can't hurt Trix…she is like my sister."
Hold up…he wants to kiss his sister? Or he wants to make sure she isn't hurt?
"I'm really sorry." He kissed me one last time softly before standing and walking off.
What the hell? He just broke up with ME. Gordon Lachance just broke up with ME, Belle, Damn him…damn him to fucking hell. That's it. Trix is going to die.
I stood and started walking home slightly depressed, now I am desperate for Chris again; which means I will probably do something stupid and irrational.
Walking
Walking
Walking
Whoa. I turned my head to the side to see Trix being pinned against the wall by Ace.
Hmm should I keep walking or should I help her?
This may just be the answer to my prayers.
Walking.
Scream.
Fuck.
Scream.
God damn it. Fine I will go help the little bugger.
Wait…how am I gonna save her when I could probably barely save myself? I'm no good at saving people that is what boys are for! I peeked into the alley and Ace had his hand covering Trix' mouth.
The poor girl.
I will be the Good Samaritan and help her using the only talent I really have.
"Hey sexy." I called leaning against the alley wall smirking. Ace glared at Trix before letting her drop to the ground and walking towards me.
"Well, well, well it's Little Miss Princess." I nodded and bit my bottom lip still smirking. Damn I'm skilled. "Wanna go to my place?" I nodded slowly and he put his arm around my waist leading me away. I looked back quickly and winked at Trix who was staring at me open mouthed.
Away with Ace I go. This should be interesting.
A/N: Tada! Cute no? That was fun to write
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