What They Really Think
Chapter 10
(A/N: Before I begin, I'd like to let you all know this is my official longest story! :D I'm still taking goes out to coketree 27. Thanks for reviewing guys! Oh, by the way, it's Berserk, who bleached her hair blonde... And I added some Blues and Greens too, sorry if that's not what you wanted, coketree.)
Blossom/Brick
Before He Cheats
I walk into the bar, seeing him right where I expected to. Dancing with my slut of a worst enemy, Berserk. His hand moves down her stomach to her waist. She laughs and runs a finger along his arm. Boomer and Butch are doing the same thing, but with Brute and Brat.
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp,
and she's probably getting frisky...
right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink
'cause she can't shoot whiskey...
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick,
showing her how to shoot a combo...
And he don't know...
He lets go and whispers in her ear. Her eyes widen, and she smirks evilly. He smirks, and they start making out. I send him a text.
'I c u w/ her. We r over.' He pulls out his phone, reads the text, then looks up at me. He mutters something and I turn away. I stop in the parking lot, seeing his red Dodge Viper. An evil smirk spreads across my face and I call Buttercup.
"Butters, hold up while I put Bubbles on three-way."
"Okay." I click the three-way button and dial Bubbles.
"Hi Blossy!", she says.
"Hey Bubbles.", I say.
"Sup guys?", Buttercup asks. I fill them in. I hear Bubbles's telltale sobs and next thing I know, she's barreled right into me.
"Hey, Bubbs.", I whisper softly. She hugs me tighter, tears soaking my pink blouse.
"Where are those asshole's cars?", Buttercup asks, appearing beside me. I point them out, all of them having Dodge Vipers in their signature colors. Buttercup smiles, handing us each a key.
"Let's do it.", I say. Bubbles takes hers, tears now turned to rage. We start scratching the cars, occasionally letting out a cheer or a cuss.
That I dug my key into the side of his
pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats...
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
"Now do the seats. Here.", she hands us each a penknife, with the letter L on Bubbles's, A on hers, and S on mine. We open their car doors. Those idiots had no common sense. I feel the handle of my knife hesitantly, but then shove it into the fabric. The ripping sound is music to my ears, and I continue, spelling out my name on the seat. When I'm done, I pull out of the car. I check the other girls, finding they'd done the same. I felt myself wondering what they were doing now...
Right now, she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karaoke..
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
and he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on
3 dollars worth of that bathroom polo...
And he don't know...
Buttercup hands us each a metal baseball bat, with the same letters on them. I smash mine into his windshield, savoring the rush of adrenaline and anger. We start smashing up the cars, which were probably stolen anyway.
"I LET YOU KISS ME!", Bubbles shrieks, smashing her bat into his hood.
"I LET YOU TOUCH ME!", I scream, smashing mine into his headlights.
"I LET YOU BEAT ME!", Buttercup shouts, smashing hers into his doors. We keep smashing until the cars look ready to fall into pieces. We step back, breathing heavily.
That I dug my key into the side of his
pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats,
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
"Wanna make sure they don't go anywhere?", I ask. My sisters eyes widen and they nod, grinning viciously. We take the penknives and stab them into the tires. The air whooshes out of them, and we start high-fiving. The air rings with our cheers, and then a car pulls up. Ace, Snake, and L'il Arturo step out, smiling at us. I go into a defensive position, pulling Bubbles behind me. Buttercup rolls her eyes.
"They supplied us with our revenge, Bloss, we're good." I step up warily, but trip. Buttercup thanks them, and they offer us a ride. We accept, but wait until our counterparts come out. They catch sight of their cars. Brick screams, and they all start freaking out. We get out of the Gangreen Gang's car and smile pleasantly at them.
"Thanks for the opportunity, guys.", I say. Brick stares at me, then makes the connection.
"You bitches destroyed our cars?", he yells angrily. I smirk at him.
"Guess our counterparts really got to you guys, huh? You could've heard us, god knows we weren't being quiet about it." They start screaming at us.
I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,
'cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
No...not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side of his
pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats...
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
"Maybe you boys will think next time before you cheat.", I say, smiling patronizingly at them. We get back in the car, waving goodbye to those jerks.
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Oh.. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...
Ohh... before he cheats...