A/N: I had actually gotten these next four chapters written out a while ago but my mom has serious back problems and it's hard for her to be able to sit long enough to beta these chapters for me. So I decide to just post them so all the mistakes are mine and if it doesn't make sense I'll find a way to repost it. So here you go =) plus I hint a little into Naomi/Emily's history in this part ;)
Chapter Five: Naomikins (Naomi's POV)
"Fucking Hell." Naomi said to herself. She was seriously thinking about killing herself tonight if this was how everybody was going to be; Cook was all mopey and sullen over Effy not being at Keith's yet, JJ was staring off into space and had drawn deeper into himself then he usually did, and Freddie was just being Freddie but a less high version.
Naomi was willing to admit that she was probably the worst one of all, she was snapping at everyone and was being even more of a bitch more than usual. She was dreading seeing Emily later tonight and it was putting her on edge and she felt bad that her mates were paying the price. Naomi wished that Effy would just get here already than at least Cook would be happy.
As if her thoughts summoned her, Effy swayed into the local pub with the air of superiority that could only belong to a beauty (bitches!) Cook immediately spotted Effy and ran to her almost like he was in a goddamn romance novel and swiped her off her feet literally and pulled her into a bear hug. She looked like she was suffocating and that made Naomi smile a bit Hope you die Naomi thought cruelly but her preys weren't answered when he set her on the wood floor a few seconds later. Cook raced back to the table with Effy's hand closed in his trying to keep up in those 4 inch heels who wears heels to a bar? Naomi was actually really curious.
"Guys, this is Effy." Cook said grinning from ear to ear looking like a complete love struck idiot.
"We knew who she is, Cook" Naomi bit out.
"Hello, Naomikins." Naomi immediately scowled at Effy's use of Cook's nickname for her; when Cook said it: Naomi may be annoyed but she felt the love behind it and that made her smile inward but with Effy it seemed to have some double meaning that only Effy's fucked up brain could figure out: Cook's was simple and meant as an heartwarming gesture but Effy's had all kind of twists and turns that only seemed to mind fuck you. Naomi wasn't in the mood for it.
"Effy, looking sober I see" Naomi shoot back.
"I see your still a big ass bitch" Effy scowled.
Cook put his hands up, "Ladies, No catfights until I Get the mud pit out." Cook said cheekily. Naomi punched his arm (Hard) and Effy only wiggled her bushy eyebrows and kissed Cook on the cheek.
"So, who's excited for this party?" Effy asked after eye fucking Cook for ten minutes straight! Naomi was gonna need more beer if this was how things were going to keep on going; with Cook and Effy one step from dry humping each other in the middle of the damn pub!
"Sure" was JJ's distant response. Effy quirked her eyebrow before dismissing JJ altogether.
"Freddie?" Effy turned her attention to Freddie.
"Yea, I need to get high." Freddie did a once around and added "I really need to get high"
I second that Naomi took a sip of her beer.
"How about you, Naomi? Ready to see Emily?" Naomi only grunted in response. Effy rolled her bulgy eyes at her and turned her attention back to Cook.
"How about you, Cookie?" Effy squealed, the bitch actually squealed like a five year old school girl. "You ready for tonight?" if there was any more sexual innuendo in that one sentence they may as well have been actually having sex.
"Sure am, princess" Cook sent Effy another sexually "suggested" look before deciding to stare longingly at her.
Jesus Christ! Just kill me now! Naomi downed the rest of her pint.
"Who's coming anyway?" Freddie asked trying to cut through the tension; Naomi didn't have the heart to tell him it was useless.
"Anyone who's anyone, of course." Effy smiled at Freddie's question. Naomi was certain if she had asked the same question, Effy would have incredibly patronizing.
"So, who exactly classifies as "anyone", anyway" Naomi snapped. Her band of brothers most definitely didn't classify as the beauties "Anyone who's anyone" motto.
"Anyone who's not a bitch." Effy smirked.
"Oh, I'm a bitch? You've looked in the mirror lately." Naomi was growing unbelievably irritated. Irritated by Effy and goddamn band of shanks (Emily included).
"Naomi, Relax." Cook gave her warning look before looking back at Effy.
"Yeah, Nomi relax. You'll be fingered by Emily soon." Effy choose then to take a sip of her own pint while smirking at her behind her smeared (AIDs infested, she was sure now.) glass.
Naomi glared in return. Not if she could help it she wouldn't, tonight was the night she would finally say no to Emily fucking Fitch even if it killed her (Which she was sure it would.)
"Change of subject, please!" Cook pleaded, looking desperately for a safer topic.
"No, let's take about Fingers, shall we?" Naomi wasn't done with Effy, not even close. If the bitch had to bring up her and Emily Naomi was going to bring up something of Effy's. Cook looked nervous knowing this wasn't going to be good and Freddie just took his pint and downed it; if he couldn't be high he sure as hell was going to be fucking drunk.
"Does it bother you that Katie had her fingers all over your man?" Naomi smiled victoriously at the jealous look Effy was sending Naomi. Naomi loved that she had hit a real soft spot in Effy's armor. She felt like a dog rolling in the garbage but instead Naomi wasn't a dog and instead of garbage she hoped it was tears Naomi would soon be rolling in.
Cook gave Naomi a shocked look and whipping his head around to Effy, Freddie winced, and JJ… well was still lost in space. Effy looked ready to kill Naomi and Naomi loved it; she wanted to kill Effy since first year.
Effy turned her murderous gaze ice cold and stated with an air deadly calm "At least I don't make people wanna fuck someone else after fucking me" You fucking bitch! Naomi felt like she was in one of those Sunday comics where the character had steam coming out her ears, she was so mad! Naomi's anger was so tense that everybody seemed to notice it, it knocked JJ out of whatever stupor he was in, Freddie keep mumbling "I need to get high, I really need to get high", and Cook wisely suggested that Effy help him get more drinks.
Naomi could feel her breathing becoming erratic and she felt like she was going to pass out. JJ put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Naomi, Calm down. She's just being a bitch. She doesn't know what she's talking about" JJ spoke softly rubbing her shoulder reassuringly "Is it true?" Naomi debated wither to answer him or not but instead decided to throw some of her anger at him with "Why are you getting so worked up about seeing Katie? It isn't like she going to fuck ya, JJ! Get over yourself." JJ's eyes widened a little with hurt before he nodded his head in understanding of what she was doing. He left her to calm down on her own after that.
Cook and Effy came back a few minutes later looking like they had just gotten into a tiff; Cook probably chewed her new one for her comment. Good you deserve it Naomi though tiredly she wasn't even at the party yet and already out of her wits. She really needed to calm down before she did something stupider than snapping at JJ.
"Drinks!" Cook screamed his face solemn. Naomi instantly grabbed one she needed to be drunk for this, Freddie quickly followed, and JJ grabbed one last with hesitant hands he really didn't drink but he needed one.
"On One, Two, Three!" Everybody downed their shots on three expect for JJ how took a small sip. The silence that followed was defining: Naomi keep shooting daggers at Effy, Effy looked ashamed, Freddie drank the rest of JJ's drink, and JJ looked about as happy as Cook.
Finally Effy couldn't take anymore of Naomi's death stares and said "Will I have to go? Picking up Katie and Pandora, still have more preparation to do." Effy practically ran out of the pub.
Cook slammed his glass back down the table and sent glares at everyone "You dicks are scaring her away!" Cook yelled.
"We can Hope." Naomi mumbled.
"Come on, Naomikins! You kinda started it! You couldn't just be nice I really like this girl." Cook had that dumb puppy dog look on his stupid face again.
"Cook, mate she a bit of a bitch." Freddie piped in. He didn't like how Effy had just blurted out that comment about Naomi's personal business earlier that had been way out of line.
"Naomi was a bitch first!" Cook said defensively.
"Naomi's always a bitch" JJ mumbled.
"Yeah, but it seemed like Effy's was just being a bitch because Naomi was around." Freddie added.
"Whatever, let's just order more drinks. JJ no more for you you're driving." Cook got up violently stomping to the bartender.
It was then that Naomi got a text message, Naomi was so distracted from what had just happened that she didn't even check to see who was texting her Probably my mum Naomi flipped her phone open and noticed right away that it wasn't her mum; Naomi tensed once she read the godforsaken text and in a fit of rage, throw her phone against the wall. JJ and Freddie exchanged a look before saying "Emily!"
"What she texted?" JJ asked softly. Naomi snorted she couldn't forget it if she tried. It was still flashing in her head all smirky like; saying:
I'll see you tonight, Naomikins! – Emily
Naomi never hated her nickname so much in her life.