i really, really, REALLY want a gang soap...
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Thread Topic: i really, really, REALLY want a gang soap...
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I smiled, biting Mello's lip playfully. The cut stung as I pressed it against his back in an effort to pull him closer, but I didn't care. The sense of utter passion I felt overpowered the pain.
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Kris giggled. -
I heard the door open and feet coming down the hall towards where we were.
"What the hell!?" some one shouted.
I nearly lost my nerve, jumping back from Mia, scrambling to regain my balance. I was breathing heavily and I was pretty sure my face was flushed.
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Matt pulled into the parking lot of a local Tex-Mex restaurant. "We're here," he said, taking the key out of the ignition. -
"f---..." I muttered. "Jake. You didn't see anything. Got it?"
Jake shrugged. "Whatever you say, Mi. I knew there was something goin-"
"Jake. You didn't see anything. So shut up."
Jake held up his hands defensively. "Okay, okay. I got it, Mi."
"Stop calling me that." I turned away from Jake, looking at the sink. There was still blood in the sink, and blood on the floor. f---, it's gotta be stained now. -
(crap, got distracted. here's kris's part)
Kris smiled. "Cool," she said, climbing out of the car, and walking over to Matt. I took his hand in mine, pecking him on the cheek. -
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I ran a hand nervously through my hair. "I... I gotta fly..." I muttered awkardly, pushing past Jake and out the door. I needed a ride... I needed to clear my head.
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Matt grinned and walked Kris into the restaurant. The aroma of chili peppers and and cheese traveled up his nose as they were led to their table. -
I sighed. "Jake, if you tell anyone-" I started, turning to face him, but he was already gone. I rolled my eyes, getting bleach and sponges to clean up the blood. The smell of bleach quickly filled the kitchen, making my eyes burn. I grabbed plastic gloves and started cleaning the blood.
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Kris hooked her arm around Matt's, smiling at him. -
I to the hidden area where I'd parked my motorcycle, climbing on it and placing the helmet firmly on my head. I needed speed and adrenaline... And I'd be sure to get it.
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"What can I get for you, young couple?" A kind waiter with a bit of a Spanish accent asked. "My name is Alberto and I will be your server this evening." He smiled widely. -
The smell of bleach flooded the hallway, into the living room. If the others smelled it, they'd come see what was up. If they saw the blood, and the bandage on my wrist, I'd be screwed. I quickly kept cleaning the floor. Fortunately, it didn't take long. I rinsed the sponges in the sink, and cleaned the sink pretty quickly. Then I put the bleach away and sprayed air freshener to make the smell go away.
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Kris shrugged, still clinging to Matt. "Nachos?" -
I revved the engine, pulling out onto the road. I raced down the street, leaving other drivers in my dust. I couldn't help but grin. There was nothing better than riding, nothing in the f---ing world.
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Matt nodded. "With extra jalapenos, please." He grinned daringly. -
I walked to my room, and sat on the bed. I should text Matt... so he and Kris know what happened... I grabbed my phone, and texted Matt:
hey little accident here... accidentally sliced my wrist open. im fine, got a bandage on it. hurts like f---.
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Kris giggled, hugging Matt. -
I turned onto the freeway, not caring where it would take me. I just needed out for a little while.
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Matt's phone vibrated in his pocket, and he fished it out, flipping it open. hey little accident here... accidentally sliced my wrist open. im fine, got a bandage on it. hurts like f---. It read. He furrowed his brow and frowned with concern. "Kris, you might want to read this..." He handed his phone to her. -
I turned on the radio, flipping through radio stations. One station was playing "Lovestruck" by Blood on the Dance Floor. ( As the song went on playing, I found myself thinking about Mello. I opened my phone and sent Matt another text:
you cant tell anyone this, i just have to tell someone or i might explode... mello and i kissed.
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Kris read the first text from Mia. "s---," she said, facepalming, as Matt's phone vibrated again. She read the new text out loud to Matt. "'You can't tell anyone this, I just have to tell someone or I might explode... Mello and I kissed'...?! What the f---?!" -
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I rode for miles, the stress slowly lifting off my shoulders as I got farther and farther away.
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Matt's face contorted into a look of confusion. "Mello? Kissing? Love? ...Hmm. That's new."
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