Only bad girls will get good grades

I should get some cigarettes. That would help. I pull into the nearest gas station, pulling out my cash.

I run up to a man who seemed like he was in college, he had black short hair and blue eyes. He's smoking infront of the store. I tap his shoulder to get his attention. When he notices me, he smirks lightly down at me.

" Yes, love?" His voice had an Irish twinge to it, which was cool sounding when it intermingled with his deep voice.

"Could you please erm buy me cigarettes? I'm turning 18 soon. But I just really need some." I say in the most flirtatious way possible. He looks into my eyes as I show him the money
"Sure. I'll get some for you. Preference?"he asks, plucking the bill from my grasp. He hands me the still lit cigarette to hold.

"Newport 100's." He runs into the store going straight to the counter and getting me the cigarettes.

When he comes back, he places the cigarettes in my hand, along with the change. I thank him and go lean on the side of the car. I open the pack and hastily light one, inhaling the smoke quickly.

"You seem stressed as hell." I'm hear a voice say, the same one with the twinge of Irish tongue. I look over to see him sitting down next to me. " Bad Day?"
I have a chance to be sarcastic here...

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm on top of the world." I state. He rolls his eyes. I look forward, keeping my gaze away as I blow out more smoke and inhale once again.
" Okay miss sass, but seriously, I could hook you up." I look over at him confused.

"With what?"

"Anything really. But on hand I have 35 Xanax pills on me." He pulls out a pill bottle full of Xanax. I eye it decisively.

...Dead from a drug overdose

Why not make them happy for once.

" I'll take it."

"I'll catch you a deal. I'll give you all of this" he shakes the pill bottle for effect" for 10. " I look him in the eyes and nod. I pull out a ten from my Wallet, passing it to him. He smile and takes it, giving me the pill bottle.

"I'm glad to have done service with you." He says as he walks away. Well now I need to take it. I hop into my car and open a coca cola bottle. I take out three off the pills, popping them in my mouth and sipping from the coke bottle.

I'm sick of being in my car. I want to walk. I drive my car back home parking it infront before hopping out and getting my bag, locking the car.

Maybe I can stay in Freddy's apartment. He lives in an apartment that his parents got for him to learn responsibility and independence.

I walk over I the nearby apartment building, feeling the Xanax take effect already. It makes me feel giggly as happy.

I reach the building, knocking on the door. I hear a groan of annoyance and someone mutter behind the door. When he opens the door, I realize he was...doing the deed...he was shirtless, his lips swollen and his hair tossled.

I giggle"Sorry Freddy. I didn't mean to interupt." He looks at me with shock and then swiftly pulls the jacket off of me. He closes the door behind him as we stand in the hall.
"Who did this to you. Was it Gerard?"

"No silly. Gerard wouldn't do this." his eyes narrow before he tells me to widen my eyes as he looks into them.

"Pupils dilated, giggly. Are you high?" He asks, worry and aggravation lace his words.

"No..." He sighs loudly.

"Damnit, you are. What are you on?" I got kind of annoyed.

"none of this is of your concern." I state. I get why people get addicted to this stuff. It makes you feel great.

"None of my concern? You could've died. Who hurt you? Why are you high? Why are you here? I need an explanation."

"No. It doesn't matter now. Go back to your little date" I saw guilt flash over but was soon covered with worry.

"Ris-"he starts. I don't let him waste his breath. The drugs take more of an effect as I lift my hand, stopping him from Talking.

"No. Bye." He sighs and walks back into his room as I walk away. I'll go to Frankie's. I step out into the chilling air and pull my Hood up to keep myself separated from the world. My smarter side is speedily loosing sense of control, letting my unguarded mind Roam free.

I walk down the busying roads, heading towards the house of my uncles.

I arrive finally. After the long trek here it has gotten dark, I'm still on my high.
I knock on the door, waiting for it to swing open. I ignore the fact that I am beaten and bruised as the door swings open, looking confused at me.

"Clarissa?" I hear. Not the voice I was expecting.

"Gerard?" I say, then I giggle."What are you doing here?" I keep my hood up and my view pointed downwards, not letting him see my face.

"Why are you all. . . Giggly?" He says pulling me in. He sits me on franks couch and calls out for him.

"Frank Get in here." I hear footsteps and I restrain from looking up. Gerard notices that I'm not looking up and swiftly pulls my hood back. A gasp is heard from behind us and I now see Gerards face and the shock that comes with it.

"Who did that to you?" Franks asks sternly, demanding the answer simply with his voice. I flinch from the force in his voice resembling my dads.

He notices and sits next to me, putting his arms around me in a warm hug.

"I didn't mean to scare you. Can you please tell me who did this?" I look around worriedly. I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes are more dilated than before. How haven't they noticed? I look around, pushing the question off a bit before sighing and looking down.

"It was my dad." I say shamefully.

"He did this to you?" Frank asks in a shocked voice. I nod and turn my head to cry.

"It hurt so much Frankie. They hate me" I sob,breathing heavily. He rubs my back soothingly.
"Calm down okay?" I nod and sniffle in deeply, calming myself."Now explain what exactly happened."

"When I walked in, mom started yelling about how I'm a disgrace and I'm gonna end up dead from an overdose. Obviously, I responded. I said something about Noah and he got mad. Then I said something else about how I was gonna make it and he was gonna be miserable and he got even angrier. Then he just snapped. He yelled 'shut up Clarissa' and started beating on me. "

"That Asshole. What did your mom do?" He asks looking into my teary eyes. I shake my head in shame.

"She just walked away." Gerard just sits silently, seeming like he's in his own little world. What Is he thinking about?

"Fuck, this isn't good." He states standing up. "We can't let you go back there."

"You know how they are. They'll make it like you are guilty. They would find away to get money out of you. I can't do that to you." I say, pulling Frank to sit down again.

"I just don't want you hurt." He says, looking down sadly.

"I know Frankie. But I can handle them." I say, giving a reassuring smile. He looks up and smiles lightly.

"You are a tough one aren't you?" I smirk and nod. He stands up, slightly stretching as he speaks." Well I need to go out grocery shopping since I have no food and Your aunt lust left for another one of her business trips. Gee can you stay with her?"

"Yeah totally" he says, finally out of his daze. He smiles sneakily at me when Frank isn't looking. Hmmm Curiouser and Curiouser. I guess the drugs have worn off by now, I don't know I can't really tell anymore. My mind is still fuzzed, so maybe not.
Frank kisses my cheek.

"Love you." He says in a brotherly way. I've always thought of him like a brother.

"Love you too Frankie!" I say waving. I see him smirk and randomly kiss Gerard. Straight on the lips. No Joke.

"Love you Gee!" He says, giggling and running out he room. Gerard chases after him, but I hear the car start and pull out.

He walks back in, muttering something about 'that damn midget' but then remembers I'm here.

He walks over to me and sits down next to me, rather close to me if I do say so myself.

He grabs my hand gently, trying not to touch any bruise on my body. He looks at me in a caring way, studying the abstract art of cuts and bruises on my arms and face.

"Ya know I've been thinking about the whole James thing." He says, pulling me to sit back with him. I nod for him to continue."I would love if you broke up with him."

"I've been thinking about that too. I want to, I'm just scared."

"Scared of what?"

"Everything." He puts an arm around me and goes to kiss me, but stops before his lips touch mine.

"Don't be" he kisses me softly, not in a lets fuck now way, but kindly, almost lovingly. I pull him to lie on top of me on the couch, opening my mouth ever so slightly. He takes that as an invitation, slipping his tongue into my mouth to explore what's inside. Our tongues swirl together, intermingling the flavors and the DNA.

He pulls away, breathing heavily as he puts his forehead against mine.

"When you're here, I never have a fear." I sigh, going back to kiss him. He moves his hand to be on my hip and I move one of mine to be on the back of his neck. I lift my knee inbetween his legs as he moves his legs to make me inbetween him.

Forgetting the fact I'm in my uncles home,on his own couch, I tug at his shirt, wanting to be closer to him. I want to be as close as possible. He gets the memo, unbuttoning the black, button down shirt.

He pulls it off, throwing it to the Side and leaving him with his pale, slightly abbed body.
He tugs at his shirt on me, wanting mine off. I pull away, hastily tugging it off and tossing it, before going back to his lips. He opens his mouth widely, I take dominance of our tongues intertwining.

He pulls away, sucking on my neck instead, making light nips. I moan in enjoyment, arching my back upward into him. He moans when my grind onto him, moving down to my collar bone and sucking.

I slide my hands down his body, moving them down to his pants. I unbutton them, pulling them down before sticking my hand into his boxers. I grip his erection, stroking slowly, then quickly. I switch back and forth to each speed, sometimes gripping slightly tighter.

"Ahh Ris" he says, moving his lips to mine, his kiss is more rough this time, more filled with passion. He moans into my mouth, I feel the vibration into my mouth.

He slides his hand under my bra, massaging it almost before pulling it off completely. I moan, continuing to pump it faster.

He gets fed up with the teasing and pulls down my pants and my panties in a swift motion. I pull his boxers down letting us both be freely naked. He pulls away and grabs my hand, stopping me from stroking him. He reaches down to his pants and pulls out a condom, ripping it open and pulling it over his erection.

He looks into my eyes once more, smirking and silently asking for permission. I nod and he thrusts into me, instantly sending me further into pleasure.

He thrusts into me at a constant speed, moaning along with me. He follows my frequent requests for harder or faster, going along with it until he reaches his ecstasy and continuing until I reach mine.

We pant, laying with each other for a while, before pulling on each particle of clothing.
We lay with each other comfortably once dressed. He turns his head to face my cheek, then kisses it.

"I love you" he whispers in ear. It takes me by surprise, but I push that to the side.

"I love you too" I turn my head to his and kiss him again, this time feeling the love within it. I put my hand through his raven hair, playing with the locks. He rolls on top of me, kissing me again.

But of course the fucking door opened, with BOTH of my uncles walking in. Shock flashes on both of their faces, as well as ours as we turn our heads towards them.

"Holy shit. That wasn't expected" Frank says, dropping the groceries from shock. But then his face drops to anger. " Get the fuck of my niece." He yells, running up and pulling Gerard off of me. He throws him onto the ground, Gerard looking between all of us in fear and shock like I am.

Ray still stands there, finally speaking.
"You better have a good fucking explanation for what the fuck I just saw"

Where can I find a good explanation for this?

He has sex hair. My lips are probably swollen and my clothes crooked.

Fuck this looks bad.

Notes

Well Fuck, Franks Pissed.



mmkay well bye! Love you guys!