hey guys, sorry it's been awhile again. first off this ch has some language from our ole so loving characters, so if it offends you skip this ch please. second off, kind of a short one...finding the shorter ones easier to write at the moment since i really don't have a lot of time to write. but i hope that you like it anyhow. again any suggestions are well appreciated! enjoy!
(Maureen's POV)
"Get your fucking hands off of me!" I screamed at her, jerking my arm out the tight grasp she had on me. I hadn't meant for it to come out so harsh, but then again who the hell cares; this is the woman who is keeping Joanne from me.
We both stood there frozen, staring at each other; obviously both of us holding back from punching the other and trying to come up with the perfect words to scream at one another.
"You're not going to see her," Kristin commanded me. "She's not yours, you're the fuckin' idiot who gave her up."
"And you're the fucking idiot who actually thinks that Joanne loves her!" I fired back. And with that I suppose Kristin couldn't hold it in any longer and I felt a sting fly across my face. "Bitch!" I screamed as I lightly touched my soon to be bruised face.
"Leave her alone Maureen, you've hurt her enough," she was obviously becoming quite upset and angry at me; I could see her holding back the tears.
"She loves me though I know she does," I yelled as I walked closer to her, "she did fuck me like she never had before!" calling it fucking didn't sound very sweet or romantic or really seem to give it much meaning, but at the moment it seemed like the choice of words.
Kristin stood staring straight into my eyes, clinching her fists as if she was ready to hit me again. "Well for your information Joanne told me it didn't mean anything anyway," she patronizingly commented. "Believe me Maureen, Joanne doesn't love you. She told me so. She said you were nothing but a reminder of her past, a past she wanted nothing to do with." She was acting all high and mighty and it was pissing me off. Part of me knew not to believe her but then again part of me wondered if what she was telling me were true.
"Fuck off," I turned and continued towards Joanne's place.
"She said you weren't any good anyway," she mockingly commented.
I stopped dead in my tracks. I was trying to compose myself, not running right back to her and pounding her ass. And I thought I was doing pretty good until her next comment seemed to push me over the edge.
"Maureen Johnson could never love anyone except for Maureen."
With that I was quickly in Kristin's face, "I love Joanne!" and then I punched her. In which she returned with shoving my ass against the brick wall lining the streets. A few quick punches were thrown until I felt someone pulling me away from Kristin; quickly I realized it was Joanne and cooled down.
"What the hell is going on?" she screamed at the two of us, "you are acting like little kids!" I could see the disappointment written all over her face. "And what the hell are you doing here?" she asked me, her tone now a little softer than before.
"I came to be with you," it surprised even me that I had worded it in such a way; however I'm glad I did because her eyes softened and the grasp she still had on me eased. "I love you Joanne and I just want to be with you."
"Excuse me," Kristin demanded and she pushed herself in between Joanne and myself. "Joanne, you seriously can't believe her. She let you go remember…you came back after me remember?"
"But you love me remember?" I conveniently brought up.
By now the three of us and gathered somewhat of a crowd surrounding us, watching are little soap opera unfold. Realizing this Joanne was soon becoming embarrassed.
"I'm going to work," she said shoving past the two of us leaving myself and the evil bitch alone together again.
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