I'd Do Anything For You

-I've done everything for you-

Part 3: Get Down On It !

Disclaimer: I dont own any of the ousiders characters.

But i do own Marissa and Tessa and co'.

"Listen Soda maybe this isn't such a good thing to do. You go have fun and I'm just gonna go home. I dont care if you call me a sissy. I just cant' face him, just not yet," I whined.

Soda was pulling me up the Shepard's porch steps. Boy was he strong.

"No! You're coming and you're either gonna talk to him and figure things out or have a good time. Doesn't matter which one you chose but you can't go home," Soda firmly stated.

"Fine,".

Yeah I know i gave in. But I knew he was going to get me in that house either way. I didn't want him amd at me anyway. And it was pretty awsome that he wanted to be with me tonight anyway, it made me happy.

we walked in the house and the first person I saw was Tessa.

Ironic.

She was the last person I wanted to see.

She was already ripped anyway, she can;t be that bad.

"Ackkkkk, Marisssssssssa, here drink these," Tessa screamed and handed me three shots of what I believed to be Vodka.

I drank them quickly. I had always been a good drinker. the taste didn't bother me, neither did the burn. Or maybe I was just immune to it, because Tessa and I sure went to alot of aprties and got drunk alot.

I liked being drunk (except for hangovers) bacuase it was the time I could act crazy and have boys all over me.

It was a time you could act like Tessa and still be accepted you mean?

I knocked back five more shots. I was tipsy but alright I guess.

But then I found Curly.

He was in the kitchen talking to two other boys about his gae or maybe older. When they saw me coming in the beat it outt there pretty damn fast.

Curly walked over to.

"Hey Risssssa," Curly said, he was obviuosly a little drunk. Not too bad though.

"Hi," I meekly replied and looked down at the floor.

"How ya been,".

"Truthfully? Pretty shitty. What about you," I quietly said trying not to cry.

"I dunno. Ive been better before. Listen Inever meant to hurt you. I wasn't thinking clearly when I cheated on you. Seeing you this upset hurts me Marissa. Baby I really miss you," Curly quietly explained.

I wanted then to just hug him and tell him everything would be alright now. But I knew I coudln't do that because we would never be alright again.

Marissa be strong, don't give in. You can't take him back he's just going to hurt you again. Believe in yourself. Move on you have to.say no.

say no. Say no. Say No. SAY NO

"Curly I've missed you to, but I can't get involved with you. You've cause me too much pain. it would just hurt both of us too much to do this all again. I just wanna knwo why you did it Curly. Why," I explained watching Curly's eyes sadden.

"I don't know. Your sister was there and so was I. It jsut happened and then we liedk ti so I guess we did it more. I didn;t like her like I love you though Marissa. She was just soemtihng that happened. I would never cheat on you again.

Marissa you gotta believe me cause I love you," Curly cried.

"Curly I just can't trust you anymore. We both just have to move on and then maybe we can become close friends again. You better believe that since i wasn't talking to you or Tessa much I haven't relaly talked to anyone about anything and it's hard. I'm sorry," I explained quieter and turned and walked away.

Tears filled my eyes, but didn't dare fall.

Not yet atleast.

Wait no.never.

Hes not gonna have this control over me.

Drink Marissa.

Get fucking tanked and then you'll just forget about him.

So I went over to a table full of shots and took back about 14 more shots.

Yeah that got kinda hard becuase I drank them all in about 15 minutes and thast alot of alcohol fast.

But oh well.

Soon enough I was tanked out of my mind and running around in to people and having casual dances with random people that I didn't know.

One guy tried to birng me out with him, but i was looking for someone.

Soda.

"SODAPOP CURTIS," I screamed.

I did a twirl and soon found him and he was drunk too.

Perfect.

"Heyyy babbby," Soda stuttered.

"Dance wwith me babbby," I wailed.

A second later i felt Soda behind me holding onto my hips and was grinding with me. I had always been a good dancer.

Our bodies moved together in perfect sinc. As if we were made for eachother. He was a nice dancer.

I turned around to face him and pulled him by the collar close.

"Llets get outta here," I whispered into his ear trying my hardest not to stutter.

I was kind of afraid that this would happen.

It did alot, well when I partied anyway.

I would meet a guy when I was drunk and then like him. Then I'd fuck him and we'd be done with eachother and never speak again.

But I didn't want this to happen with Soda. I liked him .

Alot.

After running around noisly in the streets we finally got to Soda's house and we started to kiss when we got inside.

Nice Kisser too.

I soon ditched my sweater and shirt.I took off his pants and shirt while still lip locked.

We made our way into his bedroom I assume and I fell onto the bed.

Soda slowly slid off my skirt.

He then started to slip off my thong, but then just to our luck we heard the door open and boys laughter.

"Shit," Soda mumbeled.

I was too drunk to understand what was really happeneing. Soda turned away from me and out his jeans back on then he went into another room without being seen by the other boys.

I wanted to know who was here so i stumbled into the living room in just my bra and thong.

What an awkward first impression.

I saw about 5 boys look at me with huge eyes.

i was soon very confused and had no clue who they were.

"Hi," I said.

"Um where are your clothes babbbbby," a tall boy with sideburns said.

"Uh," I yelled and all the boys laughed.

2 of the boys then walked into another room, to find Soda I guessed.

One boy who looked real tough on the couch and wouldn't stop staring at me.

"Hey baby c'mere a sec," the couch boy said.

I stumbled donw beside him.

"What," I hollered.

The boy stroked my cheek and brushed his lips against my soft pink cheek.

"Dallas Winston," he whispered into my ear and pulled away from me.

"Marissa Turner, I feel sickk," i mumbled and leaned my head against his shoulder.

I looked into his harsh blue eyes and saw a glimmer of love and then fell asleep.

Get down on it - c'mon and

Get down on it - if you really want it

Get down on it - if you gotta feel it

Get down on it - get down on it