I walked up to the Curtis' and wasn't surprised to see Two-Bit on the floor with beer and cake in hand. "It's official, my life sucks." I said falling onto the couch.
"Why?" He asked with his mouthful.
"Well, let's see, Dallas pissed me off and I yelled at him and then got fired, I'm getting smashed tonight." I said.
"Same here and what happened?" He asked.
"I guess Johnny had a little crush on me and I was explaining to him that I didn't like him, ya know, letting him down easy and Dal comes in and starts screaming at me. I wasn't about to let him make me feel like shit so I stuck up for myself and now I'm out of a job and my parents are going to kill me." I said and put my head in my hands.
"Don't feel bad about it, you're young and made a mistake." Two-Bit said.
"Thanks, now let's go get fucked up." I said standing up.
"Sounds like a good plan." He said. He took his beer and walked out the door, I followed him and we began walking towards Buck's.
I opened the door and the music began pounding in my chest, even though it was only midday it was a party at Buck's. I looked down at my outfit, finally realizing that I was still in my work uniform. I shrugged and walked up to the bar and sat down and glanced at Buck, who had a blonde at his side. "Get me a beer." I said and he placed it on the counter and swiftly popped off the cap using a bottle opener.
"Two fifty." He said and I looked at him.
"I've had a stressful day, Merril, I won't be paying you shit." I said and took a swig of the beer. I checked out the guys who were in the bar and sighed as none of them were especially good looking, like Dal. I shook my head at myself. I did not just think that, get it together girl. I told myself and took another sip of the beer.
"You know what get the fuck out of here! I can't fucking stand you, you fucking filthy whore!" I heard a familiar voice yell and then I heard three sets of footsteps pounding down the stairs. I glanced at Two-Bit and he shrugged. Then I saw a half-naked couple and Two-Bit sighed.
"Sylvia's really done it now, two-timing poor Dal again." He said shaking his head.
"Dallas, please, baby, I didn't think you were coming back." The girl pouted. Dallas finally came into view and he looked pissed beyond belief.
"Get the fuck out of here." He said his tone at a respectable level but the ice cold menacing edge to it proved that he was infuriated.
"Dally, babe, why don't we just take this upstairs?" She pleaded.
"I don't want to see your ugly ass face ever again." He snarled as I watched it unfold intently.
"Fine, come on, Shepard, we have no business here." She said ripping a ring off and tossing it at Dallas' chest. He caught it and simply placed it back on his finger.
"Shepard?" I asked Two-Bit.
"No, not Tim…Curly, that little man sure does know how to get around."
"Oh." I stated and watched the couple walk out when Dallas walked after him.
"Shepard, I ain't ever said you could go walking." Dallas said and grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Aw, man, she said y'all broke up, I wouldn't have fucked her if y'all were together." The younger boy looked at Dally fearfully.
"You sure as hell didn't hear it from me." Dallas said punching him once under his eye, clearly going to leave a black eye. "Get the fuck out, I can't kill you, that'd fuck shit up with Shepard." Curly sauntered out with his head held high and an arm around Sylvia. Dallas turned around and his eyes settled on me. Two-Bit was no preoccupied with a drunken girl. "What the fuck are you looking at?" He demanded.
"Nothing, just enjoying the show." I said finishing off the beer.
"That was none of your business." He said walking over to the small fridge and grabbing a bottle of vodka.
"Yeah, well it wasn't the rest of the bars business either but they all saw it too." I said.
"I'm really not in the mood to deal with another bitch." He said.
"I'm not being a bitch, you're the one who got me fired from my job, I deserve this at the least." I said. His ice blue eyes rested uncomfortably on mine and I became uneasy under his glance.
"I don't owe you shit." He said.
"Like hell you don't, I'm out of a job because of you." I said.
"Maybe if you weren't being a bitch to Johnny you'd still have your job." He said.
"Oh, as if." I said narrowing my eyes.
"I have an idea for a job you'd probably like." He said a smirk appearing on his face.
"Oh, really?" I asked. "Enlighten me." I said.
"You could always work here as a stripper, Buck's been thinking about hiring one, ya know start the party off right." He said his smirk growing larger.
"You are unbelievable, unlike your broad, I'm not a hoe." I said.
"What did you just say?" He demanded.
"I'm positive you didn't go deaf." I said. "But if you really need me to clarify I said that I'm not a filthy slut like your girl."' I said.
"Fuck you, you're worse than Sylvia." He said.
"Really, I didn't know that I slept with every guy in town and harbored every single STD known to man." I said. Dallas grabbed my wrist and jerked me up from my seat.
"You listen to me, bitch, Sylvia isn't nearly as bad as you at least she had a decent personality unlike you who doesn't know how to be anything but a bitch." He said.
"Get your fucking hands off of me." I ordered.
"Who's going to make me?" He said tightening his grip.
Author's Note:
Well, here's another chapter, I know it's been a really long time but don't give up on me yet! Please let me know if you like this story by leaving me a review, it doesn't take too long, honestly! I love you if you're reading this!
Emily xoxo
