"What?" I yelled.
"You heard me! What the hell did you beat up my boyfriend?!" BC snapped.
"Because he told me that 'all I do is hurt you'! And that you're too young for me and that I shouldn't love y-..." I quickly cut myself off.
"What?"
Shit. Me and my big ass mouth.
"Well...your boyfriend was badmouthing me so I stood up for myself." I massaged the back of my neck.
Nice save.
"No." She said flatly.
"No?" I asked, getting worried.
"You beat him up because you were jealous." she teared up.
"No...well sorta...but not just that...I mean..." I tried to take a step close but move I made, made her back up in fear.
"You monster! He is a good man!" She wiped her cheeks.
"No, BC, Hes using you. You just wants to sleep with you and then he'll leave. you have to trust me." I held my hand out to her but she down on the road in front of the bar.
"Why would I trust someone who raped me?" she whispered only loud enough for me to hear her.
"Buttercup Gracyie Utonium, You Know I Didnt Know It Was You." My voice rose.
"Whatever." she stood up fast and ran down the street,
"Buttercup! Wait!" I yelled and ran after her.
She ran away from the bar.
She ran away from the monster I have become.
Buttercups POV:
Hide.
Where can I hide.
Trashcans.
No idiot.
An Alley?
Yeah. That sounds good.
As I turn the corner I notice moaning coming from behind a dumpster.
Da Fuk?
Is someone dying?
I peek around the corner to see The Betty Boop wanna-be naked sitting onto of Boomer
"What the Fuck?" I scream and there attention is quickly drawn to me.
"Buttercup. This isnt what it looks like." he said quickly, pulling Princess off of him.
"What is it then?" I ask, teary eyed.
"Shes paying me to have sex with her." He looked down at the floor.
"BC, I swear that is not what is going on!" Princess covers herself up with the blanket they were using, " He threatened to kill you if I didnt do what he told me. I couldnt risk it. Please you have to believe me."
"Thank you Boomer," I clear my throat, " For helping me realize what a sorry cheating bastard you are! We're done! C'om Princess. Lets go." I pull her off the ground and drag he back to the club.
"BC, Baby, you cant do this to me. I love you." He wrapped his arms around me.
I felt something cold along my neck.
He put slight pressure on the cold mystery object.
Ow.
Its a knife.
"Princess. Run." I let go of her and she looked at me long and hard.
"What are you staring at. You heard her. Run." Boomer mocked me as he laughed.
She cried as she began to run to the club.
"Please. Dont do this." I begged.
"What is this. Buttercup begging for mercy?" he smiled, "I like it. Do it again."
He sliced to front of my school uniform to show my club outfit.
"Stop!" Butch growled at Boomer as he saw the situation I was in.
"You work with Princess dont you? You little slut." he said ignoring Butch's presence.
I remained silent.
"What else have you've been doing behind my back?," he brought the knife to my bra strap,"Have you been sleeping with the man who took your innocence?" he gestured to Butch.
"I said stop!" Butch pulled a gun from his pocket.
"Whatca gonna do? You cant shoot me without you hitting both of us so its your choice."
Butch waited a long time before deciding what to do.
The last thing I remember was a gunshot.
Then everything went Black.