Zach & I were back to usual — we spent more time together , bonding he called it.

We were taking things slow. Getting to know him. Him getting to know me.

Becca didn't really enjoy this — since she & Joshua had gotten into an argument & they hadn't been taking for about two weeks & seeing his bestfriend, who he possibly told everything — bugged her.

I tried not to rub it in her face — meaning I spent most times at his house or at malls or little places , even though Bec tried convincing me she was fine.

I wasn't a fan of rubbing salt in an unhealed wound. I've been the one with wound before — & salt being pressed so deep into, I could understand why slugs melted into nothing.

She got a new tattoo, she did that when she was sad & wanted to feel something — pain , anything.

It was better than her,

you know ...

Hurting herself.

Joshua was good for her , he brought her out of her dark state.

" There's a party..." he started & I turned around glaring ,

It was always a party. A party filled with callous teenagers who threw callous words, the moment the liquor soaked into their heads & bodies — that was empty, due to the fact they had barely ate anything all day. Drinking & dancing — escaping life, when quite honestly, while some were honestly trying to escape, some just wanted to get drunk : no reason, just cause.

There was always another party. Filled with horny boys, who didn't know how to take no for an answer, digging their nails into the first girl they see, that looks the slightest bit vulnerable.

Yet, only I seemed affected, everybody else couldn't wait for the next... party, & the next.

" Stop right there , no thank you ..."

" Please ?" he pouted ,

I looked away , knowing i'd give in. I didn't want to - nope not this time.

—

I did. I gave in. Bec , Mac & I would go shopping later in the week to find something to wear , Bec needed to go out or talk to Josh - something.

" How is Joshua doing ?" I asked out of pure curiosity.

curiosity killed the cat-

but satisfaction brought him back ;) a little voice in my head reminded.

" Why do you ask ?" that was a stupid question - he knew why ,

" He's holding up - he misses her , if that's what you're asking,"

" Oh , it's tough on her too, they should make up already ,"

he agreed to that.

" Come here,"

I walked between his parted legs , he layed down , pulling me on top of him - kissing me.

" I wish I could have my way with you ," he smirked ,

" How ?"

I knew exactly how, my hands & back pinned to the wall — as he'd hold me effortlessly & take me, right there.

" You'll have to find out."

I would.

I wanted to.

My mind kept telling me to bring up the do not fall rule. The part of my brain that didn't believe that I deserved happiness — that everything's too good to be true. That something's can't just be easy & for you.

However, that part of my brain also knew  that it was pointless if we were being completely honest, cause I had tell I started falling. I started falling the moment his lips met mine — accidentally & then again, willfully. I could sense the same for him.

~*~

Nathalie had been plotting my demise.

She'd been awfully quiet — but I knew she was cooking up something, something  diabolical : I could smell it , I just didn't know what.

But sooner or later we'd find out —

" Hey , so the party,"

I stopped glaring at Nathalie & looked at Mac , who was rambling about the party & what we should wear - I had my outfit planned.

Simple. See ? I had it figure out.

Mac didn't like the outfit I had picked out & neither did Becca , which is why i was currently putting on this

You can say Mac went easy on me , when she threw the denim jacket at my face to put on , I must admit it was kinda cute & still in my comfort zone.

Mac's outfit was cute ,

honestly , she had really good taste , the black high heels where a little too much , so I lent her my black & white revenge storm vans , she opposed. Then gave in. They were cute - who could deny vans.

Becca wasn't in the mood to plan a stylish outfit & that's where Mac came in. She'd gone shopping for the three of us - handpicking our outfits.

Mac smiled as Becca came out the bathroom , she loved the outfit she'd picked out.

I looked at my two friends , Mac was beautiful , her strawberry blonde hair & delicate facial features all came together ,
she looked fierce & feisty , but sweet nonetheless.

Becca - was bold , if her fiery red haired didn't make that obvious , then her personality , dress style & snark comebacks surely did. She too was beautiful.

I smiled as I got up from my bed , fixing my skirt , before heading to Zach's car - who had offered nicely to carry us to the party.

Who could decline such an offer , from such a good looking person ?