(Bubbles's POV)
I giggled and kissed Brick softly. I know, I'm a horrible person! It's just that Boomer is always so worried about Brat that it's sort of hard to feel loved and well Brick is stressed about Blossom's drama. Who knew that it would be so exciting!
"We're so dead if anyone finds out about this." Brick laughed and took another swig of his beer.
"Who says they will?" I reminded him. He smiled and kissed me again.
"No one. They won't." He whispered and he pushed me back against the couch without breaking the kiss.
"Oh yes they will!" I heard Buttercup's voice yelled. I screamed and pushed Brick away. I stared at her mortified.
"How did you find us here!" I screamed. We're two towns away.
"My fiance loves me and tell me anything he knows. He knew you two were here." She explained. "And you've got some explaining to do!"
"Fuck my life! Anyone else can fucking get away with a little fun and I just get a face full of shit." Brick growled and threw his hat on the ground.
"Why would you cheat in the first place!" She screamed at him. "Blossom is pregnant and in love with you and you're going to hurt her like this! And Bubbles! He's going out with your pregnant sister! What the hell!"
"You wouldn't understand." I whimpered.
"Bubbles! You aren't a fucking baby anymore. Stop crying and put on your big girl britches! You are a fucking backstabbing whore and you deserve everything you have coming to you! You should be ashamed of yourself!" She yelled.
"You're the one that should be in a fucking mental institution! Why don't you got cut your worthless little suicidal freak!" I screamed with tears running down my cheeks. My hand instantly covered my mouth as I realized what I said. She looked at me stunned. She yanked up her sleeve and showed me her scar that clearly said Bubbles.
"It's nothing that I haven't heard before." She smirked. "Bubbles, you're a bitch. Who ever the hell thinks your lovable is as pathetic as you."
"Buttercup! You know I didn't mean that!" I whispered frightened.
"You do and you did. Go back to whatever you were doing because you two aren't welcomed in Townsville anymore." She spat and flew off. I screamed at the top of my lungs frustrated. Brick was pulling at his hair and hitting his head against the wall.
"Well, we did it We ruined our own lives. What's next?" I asked him with a silly smile on my face. He looked at me like I am an idiot. "We can't just sit around waiting for them. If they don't want then so be it. We'll have fun on our own."
"Bubs, I really do love Blossom. I can't just leave her." He sighed.
"Brick, I really do love Boomer and I don't want to leave him. The only reason I was any better than Brat was because I didn't cheat on him and looked what I went and did. As I see it, life is a game of cat and mouse. Life's a chase. If it was truly love then nothing I do will keep us apart. Distance makes the heart grow fonder." I shrugged.
"So you cheat on him and then make him come to you. You women are confusing." He teased me.
"Life is too fun to spend it in the future. I want the here and the now. What's right here is you and me having fun. We can't let strings hold us back."
"Aren't you afraid of ending up alone?"
"Not at all. When love is true then no distance, time, or problem comes between it. I believe that Boomer and i have the real deal. It scares me. So I'm testing the waters."
"So you're using me to test the waters?"
"Kinda. Sorta. Yeah. I know that you need Blossom more than oxygen so I don't have to worry about all the strings!"
"I guess you're right. There's no reason we can't have fun! Our significant others are the ones that decided to be parents. We can't hold back because they couldn't glove it." Brick smiled proudly. "Bubbles, that's one thing I really do like about you. When I'm with Blossom it's like she expects me to be something more than I am. She expects me to be serious and deep. I'm just any other teenage guy. I like the drink and smoke. I like to do graffiti and key peoples' cars. I check out hot girls and I'm not void of impure thoughts. With you, it's like you expect less of me. You don't care if I'm a loser. It's a nice feeling not having to live up to expectations."
"Why don't you tell her that? Blossom expects a lot out of everyone. I would know. I've spent the last sixteen years trying to be the perfect little angel that she expects. She's idealistic and it's impossible to live up to." I sighed frustrated. "It's the opposite with Boomer! No matter how awful I act, he acts like I'm perfection. It's like I can do no wrong in his eyes. I don't know. I like fighting and keeping things spiced up. He got over his rebel years and I'm just getting into them!"
"Why don't we throw them for a loop!" Brick smiled evilly.
"Oh the taste of evil is so sweet." I laughed and we got to work.
(Boomer's POV)
I couldn't believe what Buttercup was telling me. Bubbles and Brick! There's no way. We've already been through this once! Can't this stuff just leave! That's when the door opened and in walked my angel and that thing. Blossom started to sob. I couldn't take my eyes off Bubbles. She was in a short, tight, black leather skirt, a tight white tank-top, black fingerless gloves, and laced black leather boots that went up to her mid-thigh. Her hair was straightened and teased with blue streaks throughout it. Her lipstick was a dark, bloody red and her eye make-up was dark and heavy. She looked... well like Brat.
Brick had also changed up his wardrobe. His simplistic hoodie and jeans was changed back to how it use to be. He has a loose band-tee on and baggy black jeans. His hair was everywhere and his pimp hat was turned backwards. He had that cocky, evil look in his eyes. It was like him before Blossom. He was the Brick I use to know but happier. He wasn't trying to be want Blossom wanted. He was being himself and I'm glad to see it.
"I thought I told you not to come back!" Buttercup growled.
"It's not your place." I reminded her quietly without looking away from the other two. "Interesting look." I commented and got up to get a pop. I popped it open and sat on the counter. Everyone just stared at me. "What? I'm not her father. Why the hell do I care what she looks like?"
"And what is it that I look like?" Bubbles questioned.
"Oh a cheap whore but who cares. What makes you happy makes me happy." I smiled. Her face dropped.
"Did you just call me a cheap whore?" She screamed.
"That's the look you wanted, wasn't it? I can totally see who you modeled your look after. Brat, right? Yeah her and I were sex buddies. Maybe we could be too!" I suggested. Her jaw dropped astonished. Everyone just kept staring.
"Boomer." Bubbles whimpered.
"Ooo sorry. Sympathy doesn't work on sex buddies." I corrected her behavior. She wants a casual relationship, she'll see the player I can be. "Hey, Butch. Do you still have my little black book. I have a feeling a few calls are going to be in order." Butch tossed it to me. So he had it on him. Go Butch. I opened and started scanning the names.
"Hmmm... who do you think? Big tits, Tina, or Beth, the gymnast?" I mused. "I'll go with both." I shrugged and flipped out my phone and started dialing. Tina answered first ring and I three-wayed to Beth.
"Hey my lovely ladies." I purred into the phone with my velvet, player voice. They giggled. "How would you two feel about hooking up later?"
"Time and place." Tina giggled.
"20 minutes and at the Holiday Inn." I replied thinking about it.
"I'll bring the toys." Beth offered.
"Thanks babe. See you two there." I hung up and looked at everyone staring at me. "What? Players gotta play."
"Boomer! What are you doing!" Bubbles yelled with tears in her eyes.
"Tina and Beth, babe. Wanna join?" I asked her using the same heartless voice I used with all my old hook-ups. I hate doing this to her, but I won't have her\ thinking that I can't do "better". I don't want to do "better". All I want is Bubbles, but I'm not putting up with another cheater.
"Did you just call me babe!" She yelled and grabbed the collar of my shirt bringing me real close to her.
"Yeah, I did. I call all my whores babe. Four's a crowd so looks like you'll be staying home tonight. See you lates, babe." I tapped her on the butt and left for the hotel. Ugh, I hate myself. What am I going to do?