𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘.
the warehouse was full of people.
it was the only time cherry had ever seen someone look as extravagant as her.
her outfit was bright red, and composed of lots of layers and glitter.
"ugh, the van smells like ass." leia cringed.
"i got a terrible feeling we didn't do something. did i bring the glow sticks?" gwen questioned.
"i think." cherry smoothed out her shirt.
"yeah." leia nodded.
"did i bring all the pacifiers?" gwen asked.
"no, i did."
"what else could we be forgetting? ozzie!"
cherry gasped. "no, i love him! he has to be here."
leia went off to the bathroom, while gwen and cherry approached nate, nikki, and jay.
nate drove them there, but they'd split up after getting to the warehouse.
"how could you drive off without ozzie?" gwen questioned, as soon as she made eye contact with her brother.
"what? don't blame me! i was a little distracted ordering a blood transfusion." nate frowned.
"what?" nikki questioned.
"don't worry about it." nate waved it off.
"i'm so confused." cherry said, and waved at a boy who was smiling at her.
leia grabbed gwen and cherry's arms, and dragged them away.
"you guys were right about the bathroom, it was crazy. some girl tried to hug me on the toilet." leia frowned.
"aw, i would've hugged back." cherry smiled.
"i've had enough. i'm gonna do the mature thing, and talk to jay." leia said.
the girl stormed off, and approached jay, who was in a corner.
cherry approached the boy who had smiled at her.
another man-whore.
she distracted herself from leia and jay's conversation.
leia and jay started talking about the whole kiss thing.
jay wasn't really paying attention.
he was nodding along, and staring at cherry simultaneously.
who was that boy she was dancing with?
a boyfriend?
did she like him?
jay tricked leia into admitting her feelings, and leia stormed off, talking about how jay was an asshole.
and he was.
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cherry crumpled up the piece of paper, and tossed it on the floor.
"what's that?" jay looked down.
"some man whores number. i kissed him, and he tasted like cinnamon." cherry shrugged. "i hate cinnamon, so i'm not gonna call him."
jay nodded.
at least she wasn't calling him a stupid piece of shit.
she was much calmer when she was drunk.
"do you wanna dance?" jay asked, nervously.
"yeah, whatever." cherry took his hand, and led him onto the dance floor.
leia stared at the pair, as they danced.
how could cherry do that to her?
how could she dance with jay, when she knew that leia liked him?
but how could leia like him, when she knew that valentine was fucking him?
"can i tell you something?" jay asked.
"i guess." cherry shrugged.
"i hate you."
"no, you don't."
"i don't. thats what i hate."
"what are you talking about?"
"i don't know. don't listen to anything i said."
cherry shrugged.
suddenly, leia grabbed her arm.
"can we talk?" leia questioned.
"yeah." cherry nodded.
leia pulled the girl away, to the quietest corner of the warehouse.
"cherry, what are you doing that jay's so into you?" leia asked, before cherry could even speak. "because he doesn't care about me at all."
"uhm.. i don't know. probably my tits." cherry shrugged.
"i just wish he liked me the way he likes you."
"oh, i'm sorry."
"it's okay. but you like him, don't you?"
"no. i'm just fucking him, leia. i can stop, though. if you want me too."
leia said nothing.
"it's fine." she said. "he likes you, so i'm not gonna separate you guys. besides, i don't even know if i do like him. maybe i just want a boyfriend really bad."
"you'll find a boyfriend." cherry glanced over at gwen. "or a girlfriend."
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leia was shooting a basketball into the hoop.
cherry was on her way to hangout with leia, but jay beat her too it.
he owed it to himself to be with leia, a girl who would actually like him.
"hey." leia said, awkwardly.
"hey. i heard you were grounded. i am, too. that tiger sweat stuff burned a hole in our carpet. now my moms pissed." jay greeted.
the night before, the entire group got caught at the rave by leia's grandpa.
most of them got in trouble.
"look, i just wanted to apologize for how things went." jay apologized.
"it's okay. we both got kinda caught up in it." leia nodded.
"look. i really am the guy you thought i was, okay? i'm done playing games. how about on the count of three, we both say how we feel about each-other? for real this time."
"okay."
the pair counted down from 3.
"i like you." jay admitted.
"i think we should just be friends." leia said, at the same time.
"wait, friends? like ross and rachel?"
"more like joey and chandler. look, the summers not that long. let's not complicate it. so, friends?"
"sure, friends."
jay walked off, defeated.
cherry watched as he walked away.
she approached leia, silently.
"can i still fuck him for my entertainment?" cherry asked.
"if you want. i don't really care." leia lied.
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cherry looked up from her bed.
jay took a seat in front of her.
"you're here? again?" cherry questioned.
jay shrugged.
"i thought you liked leia?" cherry set her phone down.
"does that matter to you?" jay asked.
cherry shook her head.
for once, jay was grateful that cherry didn't care about anyone beside herself.
just as usual, he pressed her lips against hers.
jay hoped that this would make him feel fine.
he was never going to stay away from her. he could lie and say he was going too, but he never would.
he needed someone to love him.
to truly understand him.
cherry wasn't that.
she was the opposite. she hated him, she used him just for fun.
she'd made it very clear that there were no strings attached.
but, jay ignored that, and fell for her anyways.
he knew she felt nothing for him, and he continued to surround himself with her.
she was the problem he was trying to escape, and he continued to go to her.
he returned to her lips, to her room.
jay didn't care about any other girl except valentine, even though she hated him.
he could have any girl he wanted, and he wanted the one girl who didn't want him.
why?
what was it about her that she liked so much?
he didn't know.
but he knew he liked the when she'd lie to him, and say he was hers in the moment.
so, he was hers for the night.
"get out." cherry said, pulling away.
she couldn't get the image of leia out of her mind.
the sad look on her face.
"but.. i really like you." jay confessed, quietly.
"that's your problem, not mine." cherry shrugged.
she tried to keep the smile off her face.
her plan had worked.
she was halfway done.
in a way, they were just using each-other.
except jay was weak, and had fallen in love instantly, and cherry didn't care.
"do you really want me to leave?" jay questioned.
"no." cherry said, and leaned into him again.
jays heart beat faster.
everything was so fucked up.
what was he supposed to do?
he loved her so much, and she only loved him in private.
she was only using him.
the only time she was slightly listening to him was when she was in her bedroom, reminding herself what he did to flor.
reminding herself that he was a bad person.
ignoring the desperate look in his eyes, and their hearts beating in sync.
she ignored everything the same way jay did.
jay said everything was fine, that he didn't care that cherry was fucking other guys, or that she didn't care about him.
he stayed up awake at night, waiting for a text that sometimes didn't arrive.
he would do anything for her.
he truly was addicted, and the pain felt so good.
jay knew that cherry wasn't a good person, that she wasn't good for him, yet he continued to go to her room every night.
cherry knew him better than he knew himself.