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Title: Living A Lie [Part 5] View count: 380 Rating: 3.6666667 (3 ratings) Description: Melanie's P.O.V. It was all coming back to you. The part. Damien's sister's birthday. The drinks. You got drunk. "Mel?" Damien whispered. You smacked him. "You rapist! If I'm pregnant, I'm going to sue you!" you yelled. He looked at you suprised. You and your old college buddy. HAD supposingly SEX. He poked your stomache. "I'm sorry...I'm really sorry.." he said. OMG. He had no clothes. Wait WTF...you couldn't help but STARE at his BODY and how TONED it was. FOCUS MELANIE! You grabbed the blanket and covered yourself. He got up and slipped on some clothes. "You're not used to this I guess. What did you do when you were married?" he mumbled. Your face turned red. "Nothing." yoy said. You stared at his eyes. He didn't take advatage of you, did he? He looked away. "Gimme a shirt and pants." you whispered. "My parents are coming home next week." he said handing you a T-shirt. You slipped it on. You remembered his sister's birthday was held when his parents were out. The only people in that house was you, him, and his sister. "I'm sorry Damien." you mumbled. He sat next to you and handed you blue shorts. He nuzzled his face into your neck/ You got up. He pulled you down. "You're mah best buddeh." he said with a laugh. You smiled. Something then caught your eyes. "Are those con---" before you could finish his sister barged in. She was wearing a blue tanktop and green short shorts. "There are too dudes that I dunno in my room." she said. You couldn't help but laugh. "Sophie, what do you want me to do about it?" Damien said. She made a 'pfft' sound and walked away. He picked up something. "I found your underwear." he said holding up your Dora the Explorer undies. You blushed and hit his head. Rose's P.O.V. You stared at the note. No...how? Why? All of these questions flew into your head. Who would want to kill her? Yeah she stole everyone's boyfriends, but why her? You knew that somewhere in your school there could possibly be a murderer. Chills went up your spine. Your phone started to ring. "Hello?" you said. "Oh my God Rose!" it was Trisha. She was crying? "What's wrong?" you asked. "I'm going to be in big trouble." she cried. "Where are you?" you asked. "I dunno! I broke down on some highway!" she replied. "What...you're driving? OH SHIT." you yelled. Trisha COULDN'T DRIVE. Trisha's P.O.V. You're going to jail. You were 17. Drunk. Driving a stolen car. Even worse, you had no liscense or permit. Hell, you couldn't even drive. You didn't know why you were doing this. Stupid idiot. You hung up on Rose. Somebody knocked on the window. Shit. You dared to look. A familiar face was there. Nathaniel. And Max too. You were dreaming. "Open up Trish!" Max yelled. They followed you? You opened the doors. "Are you crazy?" Nathaniel yelled. You nodded. He helped you out of the driver's seat and into the back. Nathaniel tried to start up the car. "Crazy bitch! You stole Mark's car!" he yelled. "You followed me." you asked. "Yeah with our car. Why'd you escape the party?" Max said. You remembered why. You saw Rachel, your ex-bestie-for-life. You felt tired. Mark smoother your hair and you leaned on him and fell asleep. -FF TO NXT DAY- Yesterday was crazy. Somebody was hugging you. You realized that you were back at Max's on a couch. He was hugging you. You tried to get up but he hugged you tighter. "Max.." you mumbled. He breathed on your neck. "Just be quiet." he replied. Was he sleeping? You looked at the clock. It was 4:30 a.m. You struggled to get up. Max just pulled you back. "Max I needa pee!" you said. One of his eyes opened and he let you go. You ran to the bathroom. Damn it was cold. You slowly got out of the bathroom and creeped upstairs. Somebody grabbed your arm. Before you could scream, Max covered your mouth. "Where are you going?" he whispered. "I...wanted a blanket.." you mumbled. He dragged you back to tge couch and gave you a blanket. "Thanks.." you murmured. He pulled you down and hugged you. He began to snore lightly. He was asleep. Some best friend he was. Cliffy? =] Tags: living, lie, part, Author: xWAPO0mAsT3Rrx |
