The Boosh and whatnot

Ok, so this one is about the song Excellent Choice by the Horrors. If you havn't heard it then listen first.

He felt the impact of the drugs spin around the room. Lights, colours, voices, shapes. It was loud. He blinked rapidly trying to keep up with life around him. He slurred over to the bar and threw back the closest glass to him. It could have been anybody's but it didn't matter. He spun around and caught a glimpse of a gorgeous looking girl. He smiled and winked. She was staring at him. He strutted over to her the best he could. He stumbled a couple of times but managed to make his way there. He managed to speak a couple of words to her before she wrapped her arms around his neck and forced her tongue down his throat.
Morgan's eyes opened wide and he sprung upwards. He blinked and his eyes adjusted to the darkness around him. The lights had gone, the excitement and music had disappeared. It was a dream.
Morgan sighed. His head was thumping. He remembered the feeling, free and single. He was a rebel and it was amazing.
The shape by him moved and he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"You ok Morgan?" A soft quiet voice whispered to him. His wife. The empty feeling returned. The feeling he got everyday, or rather the feeling he didn't get everyday. Nothingness.
Morgan couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. He lay in bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling thinking back to his dream. His old life. What had happened to make him so boring? His feelings are no longer. He had a terrible pain in his head. That was the part that was keeping him awake. sally opened her eyes. She slid her hand across Morgan's chest and he gritted his teeth. He knew what was coming next. He blamed his wife for his slow love. His lack of enthusiasm towards her was the main part of it. She no longer amused him.

Morgan finally decided to move himself from his bed. He hadn't slept and he was tired. He moved into the study and sat at the desk. He positioned his reading glasses on his nose and sighed. The empty feeling grew. He cracked his knuckles and then rested his hands on the desk. A huge pile of paperwork rested alongside them. He collected up all the pieces of paper from around the study that needed working on. Three feet of paper. He picked up his favourite pen.
There wern't many things Morgan liked anymore but this pen was one of them. He looked up a little and saw the picture of his family out of the corner of his eye. He then realised he felt more for his pen than he did for his family.

Morgan and his wife had two children. Back when his life was new and exciting, he had longed for kids. If he had known then what he did now, then he would never have had children. Children ruined his life. Once yo've got a kid, you can't go out as much. You can't enjoy life without worrying about them. Theres always a consiquence.

After a short while, he could no longer concentrate on his work. In realising it was still early morning, he decided to do one of the only things he enjoyed. He dropped his pen and took his glasses with him as he stood up. He walked across the hall. A few years ago he would have been quiet so not to wake the kids. Now he was quiet so he didn't have to make awquard conversation with whoever woke. He pulled down the loft stairs and began to climb up them.
Hew would often sit up in the loft reading from a book of Children's Stories. It reminded him of better times. The fairytale life he had dreamed of. He smiled momenterily but then he head a shout from downstairs. His wife was calling him. He was back to reality, the smile faded. Her voice was shrill and almost unbearable. He winced. Unwillingly he clambered back down the stairs.

Morgan looked at his wife. She used to be so attractive, so beautiful and fun. Not now. Her looks had faded and simalar routines had forced her to be somebody boring. Somebody he didn't like.

For the rest of the day, Morgan was dreading the family meal. He always did. It was always so awquard and silent. TRhe family had become far too familiar with eachother. The children's antics no longer impressed him and their constant bickering had become repetative and boring. They began to pick tiny faults with eachother over the dinner table. Morgan clenched one fist under the table. The way they argued, it was like they where making a concious effort to cause him misery. He piled another forkfull of food into his mouth with a sigh. He couldn't taste anything. His wifes dishes had become tedious. Back when he was younger he would have died for a spoon of her soup or a bite of a yorkshire pudding but not now. He glanced around the familiar room. The bland wall hangings surrounded them. They where also far too familiar to him. His life had become a routine of emotionless actions followed by minimum wage work then more emotionless actions.

One of the children poured salt over the table. What a waste. He sighed again thinking about all the pointless things that has sapped his money over the years. The salt was just a small part of it. What other pointless rubbish had his money been wasted on. Shoe Polish. Oven Cleaner. Vaccum Bags. Sugar Substitutes. He didn't earn enough for salt to be wasted like this, but he didn't get angry. He couldn't get angry. Emotionless. He looked at his children. They didn't appreaciate what they had, they would someday understand the value of money. He saw them throwing food at eachother. He had given them too much of the little he had. He wished his family where dead.

"Go on Morgan. That's the soloution." A husky voice, varying in tone spoke to him. Morgan looked around.
"Do it." It spoke again. Morgan couldn't find anyone around. Who was talking?
"Who are you? Where are you?" Morgan blinked rapidly.
"Haha, I'm Faris, Morgan. I know all about your plans, I'm in your head." The voice laughed. "Do it. I'm not going to stop you. I must say, it's a great answer to your problems. Well done, Sir." He spoke with great sarcasm. Morgan just shook his head.

Morgan was out of ideas. He had no imagination left and he couldn't carry on like this. The next day, after dinner Morgan gathered his thoughts and stood up, leaving without a word. "Well done." Faris whispered to him. Morgan ignored him and walked out the door. "Clever, arn't we?" Faris laughed again. Morgan ignored him and focused on his footsteps. They where identicle. The same rhythm and the same distance, repetative. Just like his life. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I'm not putting the doubt in your mind, I just wondered." Faris questioned his act. Morgan just blocked it out, he was sure. "Ok, ok. Excellent choice, Morgan."

He could see the wire fence surrounding the field now. He approached it, getting quicker by the second. He jumped up the fence and began climbing it he tore his clothes and his skin with the spikey rails. He still felt nothing. No pain, no doubts, no sadness. Silently he jumped down from the fields surrounding wire. He could see his target clearly now. The sun was setting around him. Getting closer to the train tracks, he sighed. This was it. "Excellent. Excellent choice. Well done sir, well done." He Morgan continued, silently. He reached the tracks and without a word, he knelt on the floor. Slowly, he lowered himself down to the track. He could hear a train in the distance. One last look around at the world. "This is a great way to end your troubles, Morgan." Morgan took a deep breath of the crisp twilight air and lay flat across the line. He knew this was right. He took another deep breath and turned his head to the side. The train. "Excellent choice." He shut his eyes.

Corey was lying in Fire's bed, waiting for her. She was trying to find her piercing cleaner. "Baby, can I ask you something?" He was cleaning his nails. She nodded and stopped faffing around to look at him. "Why are your teeth so sharp?" She blanked him and continued looking around. "Your so pale," He puzzled again. She just ignored him. She gave up and got into bed. He put his arm over her then retracted quickly. "Your frozen. I've always noticed your cold touch, but this is worse than ever."
"Theres nothing weird about me." She hissed.
"You just hissed." He put his hand back across her. "Theres something weird going on. What is it, Fire?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me or I swear I'll leave right now and I wont come back, Fire." He hated secrets. She said nothing. He got out of bed and began to find his shirt.
"Alright, alright sit down." She dragged him back onto the bed effortlessly. He smiled. "You know my dad left when I was small, right?" She backtracked. He nodded. "He,...." She stopped. "You wont believe me." He shook his head.
"Yes I will, tell me." He glared at her.
"He was a..." She stopped, she must have sounded so crazy.
"Vampire." He whispered into her ear and she shuddered at the word. "You're cold, you're pale, you're strong and you're teeth are so sharp." She nodded. "You're not crazy." He traced her features with his finger, she was beautiful. "I think it's..." He looked into her eyes and smiled. "Sexy,....." He pushed his lips against hers. She wouldn't kiss him.
"It means next year, I'll have everything a vampire has, aswell as the human features." He nodded.
"I don't mind that." He kissed her again. She still wouldn't kiss him back.
"It might mean I need blood." She spoke quietly. "I wont be able to be with you and I certainly can't pierce." He looked into her eyes and saw the desperation. He found it so,..... almost sortof seductive. He launched himself into a kiss, this time she kissed him back. He pushed his lips harder against hers and they kissed more passionately than ever before. He scrambled to remove her clothes as she did the same to him. He clicked off the lamp.
"Last night was nice," Corey yawned as he stretched his eyes open. "The best in a while," He smiled. Fire disagreed.
"No, I shouldn't have told you anything." She shook her head. "I'm a freak, a weirdo, abnormal. I'm suprised you don't hate me."
"Are you serious?" He laughed. "I find you hotter now than I ever have." He put his lips to her chest and kissed her.
"Why?" She lifted his face so she could see his eyes. "It's weird, you're such a normal guy, if it wasn't for me you'd hate strange people. I turned you into the freak loving guy you are!"
"I don't care, I think you're amazing and this just makes you more special." He kissed her neck over and over.
"So you don't hate me?" She fretted. He stopped kissing her neck and held his face millimetres from hers.
"Baby," He pressed his lips so gently to hers. "If I hated you, would I be here now?" He forced his tongue through her lips and she relaxed into the kiss. He stopped kissing her and smiled.
"Thanks." She sighed. "I love you."

At half 6, Max walked through the door. He hung up his jacket and turned to look at the kids. "Have you been here all night?" He sighed. Fire nodded.
"Look at this, Max." He walked to join her. He gasped in amazment.
"You are an incredible artist, Fire. Can I use this as an official design? I love it." He beamed and walked behind the counter.
"Of course, the designs over there." She pointed to the desk where a notepad was lying, open on a page. "He doesn't know yet." She smiled to Max.
"When can I see?" Corey whined. "Come ooooooon!" He was getting bored and impatient.
"Now." She put the finishing touch to it and he ran through to the piercing room to find a mirror.
"Oh My God, Fire." He was speechless. She joined him in the room, his eyes where fixed on the mirrored image of the beautiful pair of wings stretched across his back. "I can't believe you did this freehand." He smiled. "It's gorgeous." he ran to her and picked her up in his arms, ushing her lips against his. She willingly kissed him as he pushed his tongue through her lips. He put her down on the bench without braking the kiss and began unbuttoning her shirt. She felt for the button of his jeans but then stopped and pulled away from him.
"Don't get carried away, in public here." She laughed and did her buttons back up.
"Oh yeah." He smiled and found his shirt from the other room.
It had been a few weeks sinse Fire and Corey had started dating now and Fire was the happiest she'd been in a long time. The shop was half hers, Max was teaching her more than ever, she spent all her time awake at the shop and she got to hang out with Corey. She knew Corey really liked her, at school sinse the change, girls had been all over him and he always stuck with her, it was great. Instead of a point of tourment, she was now a point of envy. Also, the fact she owned half of the shop now, she was getting alot more money, this was great. Corey was also very happy at this moment in time, he'd got a great girlfriend who he was extreemly close with, he had an amazing tattoo, which nobody else his age had, he'd learned the thrill and satisfaction of piercings, he could pierce and tattoo a little bit, he spent alot of time in the shop, but he also had time with his friends and family. The perfect situation.
"Corey?" Max called through the shop, "Corey?" Corey appeared from the other room and nodded. "I'm going to the shop, you want anything to eat?" Corey thought about it, he put his hand to his chin.
"Surprise me." He smiled and Max nodded heading out the door. "Wait," Corey called, "What about Fire," Max fell over laughing,
"You're not an observant lad are you?" He giggled. "Fire doesn't eat." He walked out the door. "Bye." Max stood and thought back. She didn't eat. All the time they'd been dating, he'd only ever seen her eat three times and they wern't big meals. Surely she'd be thinner now. He walked into the piercing room where she was threading a needle through some 20stone biker's ears. He walked behind her and put his hands arond her waist, she giggled. "Hello Fire," He was trying to feel her waist, but she had alot of layres on and it felt like she had a pillow around her. She concentrated on the piercing and finished. The guy payed and left.
"What do you want?" She smiled. He paused and hesitated.
"I want to see your waist." He answered seriously. She frowned, took off her jumper and the other jumpers and the little pillow she had tied to her stomach. She bit her lip as he examined her miniture waistline. "God, Fire." He shook his head and put his hands around her waist, he realised he could make his fingers touch. He'd never seen anybody get this skinny before. He took his hands off her in fear of braking her. He walked over to the counter and picked up a pack of digestives, he handed one to her. "Eat." He put it by her mouth. She took it and tried to eat it. She couldn't seem to figure out how to eat it, she sortof mimed putting it in her mouth in different ways before dropping it.
"I can't." She started to cry. Corey looked at her, disgusted.
"Then I can't be around you," He pecked her lips, grabbed his bag from the counter and left the shop. Fire dropped to her knees and broke down crying. Max walked into the shop with a bag and a sandwich in his hand, he dropped them both and ran to Fire. He dropped to the floor and put his arms around her.
"What happened? I just saw Corey run out of the shops, crying and now you?" He hugged her.
"He's left me untill I start eating again." She let the words out eventually. He hugged her tighter.
"Aww, hunny, he's right. This is too far, you've got to try and get back." She looked up at him and nodded in agreement. She stood up and put on her jumpers and re-applied her eyeliner. She text Corey telling him she'd try.
"Corey!" Max paniced down the phone to him. "Corey this is horrible, horrible, come to the shop NOW." He stuttered a little bit.
"Whats happened?" Corey was confused, how did Max get his number and what was going on?
"It's Fire, she's in hospital." There was a silence,
"I'll be there in two minutes." Corey put the phone down and ran as fast as he could to the shop. It didn't take long, he was the fastest runner in the school. He ran through the door and demanded to know what was going on.
"She fainted throgh lack of food, they think it's going to take a long while to get her back to normal, I don't know how I'll manage without her, plus I'll miss her." Max cried.
"but she's going to be alright, yeah?" Corey re-assured. Max shook his head.
"Not necesarily. Theres a big chance she'll die." Corey started crying too.
"I can't live without her, Max." He wiped his eyes, trying not to smudge his eyeliner. "What am I going to do? This is my fault, I didn't realise soon enough, now she might die!"
"Not your fault Corey." Max shook his head.
Fire had been in hospital for a few weeks now. Every day it hurt Corey more. Gemma spent everyday in a state of panic and Max was struggleing in the shop. It was the busiest time of year and he'd never done it without Fire before. Corey was on his way to visit her. She looked worse than ever. He knelt by her bed. "Fire," he started to cry. "I don't know what I'm going to do without you, I really don't. I miss you around. Please, do me a favour and just try and eat. Please," She nodded. "You will?" She nodded again. He grabbed a sandwich from his bag and passed it to her. She examined it. She had a nibble of the edge. "More than that, Fire." She took a bite and swallowed it. Corey threw his arms around her. "I love you," He smiled. "I really love you," She took another bite. She had forgotten the satisfaction you get from curing your hunger. She took another bite, and another untill the sandwich had gone. "Do you want another?" He gestured to the canteen. She smiled.
"Only if it'll make you happy." He scuttled to the canteen and she frowned. She felt so fat now she'd eaten that. She thought about throwing it up, she almost did it, but then he returned. He passed her another sandwich and she took a bite, then another bite and then stopped. "Thanks, I'm full now." She beamed and he gave her a funny look.
"Full?" He laughed. "I'll take your word for it baby, we're really struggling in the shop, we need you out of here." She nodded.
Max got a phone call. "Hello?" It was his mobile, he never got calls on his mobile. Who was it?
"Hey Max." It was a girls voice, he faintly reconised it. It seemed like a voice he knew well.......
"FIRE!" He squeeled like a girl. "How are you? Any better? Eating yet? Hows your accomadation?" She laughed on the other end.
"I'm out fo hospital, Max." That's all she said. "I'm on my way to the shop, have you got any biscuits?" He searched around and found a pack of his favourite biscuits.
"Yes, I have!" He was beaming. "See you soon!" He cut off the phone and squeeled. This was great.
A few minutes had passed sinse the call and Fire walked through the door. She ran to Max and hugged him as hard as she could. Then Corey appeared from the other room. He ran over to her, she stopped hugging Max and he grabbed her into a kiss. How he'd missed her taste, her scent, her shape, her touch..... It was amazing to have her in his arms again. It had only been a month or so, but it felt like forever. Max smiled. "Young love." He laughed. It was past closing time so there where no customers. "Fire?" They stopped kissing and she turned to Max, still holding Corey's hand. she smiled the smile he missed. "I've got you a presant! A painfull present, but still a present!" She smiled again.
"Okay, what is it?" She laughed. Max beconed her to follow him to the piercing room and he tapped the table for her to sit.
"I know you've wanted this for a while, you never told me, bt I found your diary. Heh heh." He laughed. "I thought I'd do it with style." He bent down and from the draws under the desk, he revealed a little bad with a piece of black jewellry. It was a three quarter ring with little balls on either side. The balls had something hanging from them, they where flames. Little metal flames. "Fire, I made you the nose ring you wanted." Max had found sketches in her diary of her dream piercing. He was going to give her it. He had specially made the piece of jewellry she had designed. She felt a tear in her eye, it was amazing. He got out a needle and sterelised her nose, he pulled it down and shoved the needle through. She hissed.
"Thats the most painfull one!" She felt a tear drop, not through an emotional moment, but because that really hurt! Corey hugged her and showed her his newest piercing. He lifted his hair from his neck. Vampire bites on the left side of his neck, they where beautiful. She touched them and smiled. They where gorgeous, especially on him. "Do us one of them then please Max." He nodded and went to get a bar for it. She looked into Corey's eyes. He stared at her romantically. "You look gorgeous with your septum done, baby." She showed her teeth. She had vampire teeth. Her canines where incredibly long, sharp and pointed. He'd never really noticed before. He stepped closer and he ran his finger down her tooth. He was intreiged by the sharp tip. His eyes where focused and she watched him a moment longer before snapping away, almost in an embarresed way. She glared at him, he looked back suspitiously. "Are you alright?" He went to hold her hand but she snapped away and nodded. An awquard silence. Max reappeared and broke the silence, he was carrying a new needle and a beautiful red bar. She looked at it, it was just what she imagined. She hopped back on the bed and cleared her neck of dreads. He sterelised it and took the needle, he pushed it through her skin. She looked amazing.

"Thanks guys." Fire sniffed. They where sat either side of her, Corey had his arms around her and Max was holding the coffee he had made for her. "She abandoned me, I'm abandoning her. That's how it goes.
"So your real name is Cassandra Randal?" Max smiled. Fire shook her head.
"My Father named me Fire before he ran away, my mum couldn't stand to hear a name he had decided on so she called me Cassandra. I've always been Fire underneath. She's no mother to me, she can't tell me what to do anymore." She took hold of the coffee and finished it off. "Gonna finnish my back then?" She laughed to Max. He nodded and she lay back on the table. Corey watched in amazment. he normally hated this kind of piercing, but on Fire it would look amazing. Max put another two of the bars in and the door went again.
"Corey, go sort out the customer." Max ordered. Corey was honoured to be trusted with such a job. He smiled and went through.
"He's a good guy isn't he?" Max complimented. Fire nodded.
"He's great. Can you see why I liked him?" Max smiled. Corey skipped back through.
"Just bought some jewellry." He beamed at the sucsess of his job. Max laughed at how intreigued Corey was with the piercing.
"Do you want to do some of them Corey?" He smiled and held out some needles. Corey nodded.
"Wow, are you sure? Can you show me how? Really?" Max laughed at his reaction.
"Your girlfriends body you'll fuck up, not mine!" He laughed again and showed Corey the process of how to do it. Corey walked to the table, put on a pair of gloves and took a needle out of the wrapper. He took the clamps and hooked a little of Fire's skin into them. Shaking like hell, he pushed the needle through her skin. He threaded it through and followed it with a bar. He fixed the hoop onto the end and beamed. "Good job!" Max humored him. He had done it quite well really. "Do the next one Corey." Max really observed him this time. He watched carefully as Corey gently rubbed the skin before piercing it. "Why are you doing that?" He questioned. Corey looked back up at him.
"Erm, I don't know I saw Fire do it when she got her tongue done. She would sit and rub the around it to try and calm the skin or something like that."
"Yeah, it relaxes the skin and makes it easier to pierce. You're a natural, son. Keep going. This time, don't use the clamps, see if you can do it without." Max took the clamps from him and watched. Corey automatically pinched the skin with him fingers and using his thumb to line up the dots, he threaded through the needle and jewellry. "You're good at this kid. We could do with you at the shop, couldn't we Fire?"
"We sure could, you're good. Normally newbies really hurt, but that was good. We'll have to show him the ropes, Max." She held her hand out and he took it and smiled.
"Five left, Fire." Max stated, piercing another needle through her back.
"Get her a can of coke from down the arcade please, Corey." He darted out the room and down the rown of shops to the little news agent.
"Can I tattoo him, Max?" Fire asked. "I have a beautiful new design planned." Max shoved another needle into her back.
"Well, I think you should really get his parents permission first, but if not then I guess you still can. It wouldn't be THAT horrible."
"Thanks max. He's going to look gorgeous."
"He does look good sinse you sorted him out. If I was a girl, well,.... yum!" He laughed. "He could be a good piercer. Just like you. I want to make you an offer, Fire." She turned her head so she could see him. "How would you like to go into official partnership with me?" He pushed another needle through.
"I can't believe it." She felt a tear in her eye. "I would love to. I've been waiting for this day for so long. Thank you so much."
"I'm so glad you said yes." Max pushed the last needle through and threaded the jewellry. "We're done here. Do you want me to lace it?"
"Yes please, every coloured ribbon you have please!" Max smiled and left the room. Corey reappeared holding a can of coke and a bag of malteasers. "You know I don't eat, Corey." He passed her the coke.
"Oh Yeah." He opened the bag and began munching on them himself. She sat up on the table and kissed him. "you all done?"
"Yep!" She smiled and showed him. "Max is going to lace it for me." Max walked back into the room and began to lace. He showed Corey the right way to do it. It looked beautiful. It had taken all day and it was getting late.
"Theres only one more customer booked in today so I'm off." Max smiled. "You can handle them. Bye partner! Bye Corey!" He grabbed his coat and left.
"Corey?" She smiled, her favourite dread between her thumb and first finger. She looked into his eyes. "Do you trust me?" He nodded. "Can I tattoo you?" He looked at her.
"Can you do that?" He wasn't sure about it.
"Yeah! I have this gorgeous new design I'm just dying to try on you. I made it especially for you." She put her arms around him and kissed him. He nodded and sighed.
"I guess so." He gave in. He kissed her again and the last booked customer came in. Fire jumped off the bed.
"Hey, I'm fire, How can I help you?" She shook hands with the girl. She smiled and pointed to a bull ring in the window.
"Can I get my Spetum done with that please?" She smiled. She had short blonde hair with black highlights, probably about 20.
"Of course, if you'd like to take a seat in there on the bed and I'll be with you in a second." Fire smiled. "You wanna watch?" She smiled at Corey and he nodded. They followed into the room. The girl was on the bed.
"You look young to be doing this," The girl commented.
"Yeah I'm 14. Trust me though, I've been doing this for about 3 years now." She stretched the girls nose down a little and got out a pen. She dotted the point she wanted to pierce it and got out a needle. "This is going to be painful." She commented and the girl snapped her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. Fire forced the needle through. The girl screamed. "Nearly done." She threaded the ring through and spun on the fastner ball. "Done." The girl had tears in her eyes. Fire hugged her. "Done now and it looks amazing." The girl smiled.
"Thanks." She admired it in the mirror. She payed and left the shop.
"Can I start your tatt now?" Fire impatiently tapped on the table. He nodded and she walked over to the machine. She tapped a pot of black ink into the needle and set it going. She tapped the seat for him to sit down. He sat and she took off his shirt, turning him around so she was working on his back. "This is going to take a while."
"How long? It's already 9 p.m." He yawned. She spun the chair back around so he was facing her. She put her lips against his chest and worked up to his lips.
"It will take as long as it takes baby," she whispered it against his ear. He smiled and winked at her. She spun him back around and pressed the needle against his skin. He hissed. It hurt. She kept working away at it, he had no idea what she was doing, but it hurt. "I know it hurts, it's your first time, but it'll be okay. Looks great so far." Whatever she was drawing went from just below his shoulders to the bottom of his back. It was big. It went all the way across his back.
It was about midnight. "I'm so tired." Corey yawned. Fire agreed, she had been awake sinse about 7, it was very late. She had been tattoo-ing for hours. "Can we stop this for now please?" She nodded and slipped his shirt back over his head.
"Sleep on the table, I'll wake you up when I'm ready to do a bit more." She kissed his cheek and he walked towards the table. It was a very comfy table so he didn't have a problem with it. She began scratching away at a drawing of the tattoo, adding and altering to improve it in every way she could.
"Baby," Fire put her hand on Corey's shoulder. "Baby, can I do a little more now please?" He opened his eyes.
"Sure you can." He smiled in his half weary state. He slid off the bed and waddled into the other room and sat on the stool. Fire turned on the needle and it buzzed into action. She put it to his skin and began drawing away again.
"How was your sleep?" She made small conversation through yawns.
"It was good. Very comfy actually." He smiled. "I love that chair." He hissed slightly as she drew the needle across his spine.
"It's nice." She had an apology in her voice. He looked around and noticed she had closed all the metal shutters around the windows and opened up the cabinets, she'd been looking through the jewellry. "It wont take long now." She ran her fingers down his back.
"What time is it?" He fished around for his phone. She held his arm still with her free hand.
"It's 6." She yawned again. "I've been working on the design for this all night."
"You need sleep." He turned while she was topping up the ink. He flicked the machine switch and this turned off the needle. He put his arms around her and looked into her eyes. "Baby, you're knackered. Please sleep, for my sake."
"I don't need sleep." She laughed, swivelling him around and switching the needle back on. She put it to his skin and continued at the tattoo.

He pushed her to the bed and kissed her again, she began to take his shirt off and he undid hers, she undid the top button of his jeans and he took her shoes off, still kissing. They rolled under the covers and he stopped kissing her lips, but instead moved down to her neck. She pulled off his jeans and moaned slightly. He moved lower, kissing along her ribs and running his tongue down her stomach. He pulled her pants down a little with his teeth. They rolled so she was over him, she kissed along his bottom rib line and he undid her bra. She moved back up to his face and they kissed properly again. he couldn't keep his hands off her body and she couldn't move away from him. Breathless, they kissed more passionately than before and she began to take off his boxers. She ran her tongue down his body until she reached where she was aiming for. He moaned and bit his lip. "Oh my god," He whispered. She moved back up to his face and kissed him again. "You're amazing." He was breathless. He moved his hands down and began to take off her pants. She kissed his neck and clicked off the lamp.
Fire rolled over in her bed but realised there was something in her way. Grumpily, she opened her eyes. It was Corey. "Oh Shit." She recapped over what happened last night. "Shit!!!!!" She hissed. "Corey." She shoved him. "COREY!"
"What is it mom?" He moaned.
"It's me, Fire. You remember what we did?" His eyes snapped open.
"Shit." He sighed. "Are you sure it wasn't a dream?"
"Well, what clothes do you have on?" He lifted the covers and looked at himself.....
"None......., you?" She checked herself and shook her head. They both lay looking at the ceiling. "Sorry." He whispered. "I'm so so so sorry."
"It's not jst your fault. I'm gonna' be in alot of trouble if, ya no, if I have a small you in me."
"Yeah I know, lets just hope theres not!" She rolled onto her side and reached to turn his head to hers and kissed him.
"But if it's any concellation, that was amazing!" She exhailed. He nodded in agreement. She reached to the floor and grabbed a towell. She wrapped it around her and got up, gathering her clothes and heading to the bathroom. He grabbed his clothes too and got dressed. He sat on the edge of her bed and rested his head in his hand, worrying. She burst back through the door.
"I'm not pregnant!" she beamed.
"How do you know?" Corey pondered how she would know this. It was way to early for a test.
"I'm anorexic. I don't have periods, I'm not pregnant. It's impossible!" he started to smile aswell and he hugged her.
"Well, if it's impossible for you to get pregnant then,..... do you wanna do it again?" He smiled cheekily and she pushed him to the bed.
"You coming to the piercing shop with me?" Fire gathered her clothes again and grabbed her bag and threw a headband infront of her dreads. Corey shook his head. She smiled. "Okay then. I'll see you tonight." He got up from bed and put his arms around her, kissing her. "Bye!" She smiled and skipped out the door.
Fire unlocked the shop door, she was the first there. Max gave her a key long ago, she was like a worker there. In the holidays, Max would pay her on commision. She checked the book, pretty empty today, but there where a few tattoo's booked, she loved doing tattoo's. She went over to the machine and checked out if there where any new colours. There was a beautiful pot of pink, it matched her hair. Fire took the needle and fixed the pot to it. She put the needle dot to her skin and drew out a beautiful heart. She coloured it in and then replaced the pot with a gold one for the outline. It was amazing. She loved her art. Max walked in then. "Max, check it out!" He came through and admired the beatiful doodle.
"For Corey." He commented. She nodded. "Things worked out?" She nodded again. "Remember what I told you about the tattoo machine?" He smiled.
"I know I'm not supposed to give myself tattoo's but I just loved this pink!"
"Don't worry. Just don't tell anybody it's my mahcine!" He smiled. "Can I do anything to you today?"
"Of course. Anything new in?" She loved being the ginea pig for the new jewellry.
"Yeah, I thought you might like to try out a corset piercing. I got some decent PTFE bars for it. You fancy a go?" She nodded. Fire loved corset piercings, they where gorgeous. "Your mum's gonna' freak when she visits. You've changed so much."
"So what? She left me in this town to fend for myself, Mum can get stuffed. She only has to put up with it for a week or two." Fire's mum had to move around a lot because of work so she left the house to Fire in hope she could cope on her own. Max was her guardian and her best friend. Fires mum hated piercings. "You ready then?" Max got out his favourite pen and his gloves.
"Sure." She took off her shirt and lay on the bed. He didn't do anything. "What?" He was silent, then he giggled.
"You fucked him." He burst out laughing. Max was on the floor in hysterics.
"What! No! Why do you say that?" She sounded insulted. he was still laughing.
"Lovebites!" He was laughing like hell. She stood up and looked in the mirror and she had to admit it was funny, she was covered in little love bites. She started laughing too. "Alright, I might have just a little bit!" She lay back on the bed and Max chilled out.
"Anyway," He got out his ruler and pen and made the first mark. "You're only 14, that was a bit bad wasn't it?"
"Yeah it was." She sighed. "But so what!" She laughed and he shrugged.
Fire and Max had been working on placement for a good 20 minutes and the shop door went. Somebody wanted a tattoo. Fire offered to do it while Max sorted out the other person in for a piercing in a minute. She began at it and then noticed the person's name. "I don't suppose you know Corey?" She asked. The woman smiled.
"Yes he's my son. How do you know him?" She looked confused.
"He goes to school with me, we're erm,.... very very very close friends." She smiled inside.
"Are you the girl he was talking about? The one he loves? Did you do his hair?" The woman sounded dissaproving.
"No, that's Fire, I'm,..... erm,.... Christie." She didn't want to get off to a bad start. Afterall she was the girl who turned her son into a rebel, not the greatest. Then Max called through.
"Fire! stop tattoo-ing for a minute and get in here!" damn, her cover was blown. Bloody Max.
"So you ARE her." Corey's mum questioned.
"Yes. But I want you to know, it wasn't my idea to do that to him! He asked me. Oh and did he really say he loved me?" Corey's mom nodded. She looked really quite dissaproving of the tattoo's, piercings and dreads on a girl of only 14. Fire stuck her finger up at her and joined Max. he wanted her to do the piercing instead luckily, it was a simple nose piercing. Nothing major.
"Have you been a bitch to my mom, Fire? She's trying to ban me from seeing you now! What happened?" The message Corey left on Fire's answer phone. She text him explaining while Max continued with placement of her piercings. They had been working for an hour and they where about finished. Another customer came in. Corey rang Fire while Max talked to the customer. She explained and he seemed cool with it. "Oh and by the way, Corey. I'm getting my back pierced. A corset piercing. look it up. BYE!" She cut him off. He hated piercings like that, but he had to know. She turned off her phone and relaxed as Max returned. He got out the first needle.
"Gonna pierce now, Fire." He said as he forced the needle into her skin. She queeked. It was painful. He threaded the bar through and attatched the ring to the end. Only 11 more to do. A customer. Max went to attend to them, he returned quickly. "Fire. Get up." She carefully got up trying not to move her back. She turned around and standing infront of her was a woman. The woman she used to call her Mum. The woman who practically abandoned her two years ago so she could work. Fire shook her head and looked at the floor. The woman put her hand over her mouth and ran back through to the other room. Fire could hear her.
"Are you telling me THAT disgraceful mess is the daughter I gave birth too! That thing! That metal covered freak! Did you see her hair? that's not her. I can't be related to THAT!" Fire felt the hatred burn up inside her. She heard Max shut the woman up.
"She IS your daughter and she is a lovely girl! I wouldn be incredibly proud to have that girl as my daughter now I want you to go in there and hug your daughter!" He had always loved Fire.
"You can have her!" The woman snapped.
"That is your daughter not a dog, now go and see her." He ordered. Max was incredibly intimidating sometimes. She walked through in her black high heeled shoes and skirt suit. She walked to the table where Fire was sitting. She stood right infront of her and put one hand on her face.
"Oh Cassandra. Take that metal off your face." Fire's mum hated it.
"I'm not Cassandra anymore woman." Fire pushed her hand off her. "You left Cassandra behind a long time ago. It's fire now."
"Don't be stupid Cassandra and you call me mother. Not woman."
"Never woman. You're not my mother anymore. You want me to be Cassie again? Then try going back two years and not leaving." She felt herself start to cry. Then the shop door went again. Corey ran in. He ran over to Fire and put his arms around her.
"Who's this freak?" The woman snapped.
"Shut up woman." Fire snapped. "He's not a freak, he's the boy I love and he loves me too!" The woman put her hand on Coreys shoulder and patted it.
"Thankyou for taking pitty and humoring my daughter, you don't have to pretend you love a freak anymore boy. You can run along now." She clapped her hands. "Chop chop!"
"Fuck off!" Corey laughed. "I'm not going anywhere. I love this girl so much. You should be running along, not me!"
"Cassandra. Get this boy away from me." The woman snapped again. Max came into the room.
"I think you should leave Fire and Corey to it Ms.Randal." He put his hand around her arm and she couldn't resist, she had to leave.

Fire and Corey had been sitting infront of the mirror for five minutes. "You havn't spoken sinse we came over here, what do you think?" She bit her lip. She didn't want him to hate it, he looked incredible.
"I love it." He smiled and threw his arms around her. He felt her ribs as he hugged her. She fet so weak and helpless, but yet still hot. She felt right. She felt perfect. "It's amazing, you're a genius, Fire." She felt the butterflies inside her when he complimented her. He was perfect! She didn't think it was possible to get hotter than he was yesterday, but this was it. They parted a little so they could talk while hugging. They stared into eachothers eyes and all she wanted to do was kiss him. He looked gorgeous but he'd freak if she kissed him. She didn't realise that he was secretly thinking the same thing. They both had an awquard cough and they stopped hugging. It was getting late.
"Well, I'd best be off." He smiled at her. "We meet again tomorrow?"
"Of course, same time, same place!" They hugged again and Corey nearly kissed her. He nearly let go, he nearly did it, but he didn't. He didn't through fear of rejection. He waved goodbye and walked off down the street.
The next day, they both arrived a little early and went clothes shopping. Fire picked out a nice pair of goth trousers, baggy and covered in chains, a few pairs of skinny jeans and some three quarter length skater's. She found ties, anarchy clothes and some baggy tee shirts. She found goth boots, etnies, vans and winkle pickers. He would look incredible. He tried them on and each time he just looked hotter and more irresistable. They paid and began walkeing down the street. "Wait here, Fire. I'll be back in a minute." He ran off and she waited patiently as she was told.
Corey ran towards the piercing studio from yesterday. He ran into his best friend Mark. "Hey Mark." He stopped to say hi. "Oh my god Corey what the hell have you done!" He was not impressed by the new look. "You're coming with me!" He dragged him away to sort his hair out.
"No!" He kicked him, but Mark was 10 times stronger than him and just dragged him away. "I've gotta meet fire!" Mark laughed.
"Okay then." He said sarcastically and continued to drag him.
Fire had been waiting for an hour. She started to cry. She knew he wasn't coming back. Holding back the tears, she ran to the studio. She walked throgh the door and began to cry. "Oh no, Fire, whats wrong?" Max walked over to her and hugged her.
"Corey left. He said I'll be right back, and then he never came back." She cried into his huge tattooed shoulder. He was such a butch man, bt he understood things like this.
"I'll kill the little runt." Max's hands curled into fists and his muscles tensed.
"It's okay Max. Just leave him, I was begning to think he actually liked me, but I was kidding myself."
"Look, Fire. I told him you like him and he promised not to hurt you, so i'm going to kill him." Max tensed again.
"Just leave it Max." He nodded.
"Ok, but only for you sweety." He stopped hugging her and they both sat on the table.
"Need any help around the shop?" She snivvled. He nodded and she looked in the book. Somebody wanted hip's doing in five minutes. "Can you teach me please Max?" He nodded happily. The client came in and sat on the table. Fire showed the girl her own hip piercings and told her it didn't hurt. She began placement marking and sterelising. Max showed her how to do it with the first one and then Fire began on the next one. It was perfectly sucsessful. As Max was telling the girl about aftercare, the shop door opened and Fire went to see who it was. It was Corey.
"Corey." She sniffed again. "I don't want to see you." She shook her head. "You completely abandoned me and you know how I feel about you. I can't believe you." She slapped him and began crying as she walked out the shop. Corey sighed. He walked through to the piercing room. "Max?" He shouted.
"In here!" Max yelled and Corey followed the voice. "Corey." He huffed.
"I can explain Max. I wasn't supposed to hurt her, I think I love her." Max stopped talking to the girl and turned to look at him.
"You love her?" He couldn't believe it. Corey nodded. "Why'd you go then?"
"I didn't mean too. I was going to come here and tell you I was going to go for it, but my friend...." he explained the story. Max nodded and finished with the girl he was talking to. She left and he sat beside Corey who was now crying.
"You'll win her back, lad." He smacked his back. "You want my help?"
"yeah." Corey sniffed. "Is there any secrets you know to make me better for her?" Max thought......
"Lip!" Corey was baffled. "Let me pierce your lip!" Corey's eyes lit up!
"Of course! She loves them!" He sat on the table and Max marked him up and forced the needle through Corey's skin. Corey grabbed the table and screamed a little bit. "Oh God that hurt. Next one." Max repeated for snakebites. "Right."
"Look kid, I like you, I think you genuinely like her so I'm going to tell you a secret. When she's upset, she always goes to the third field from the park. You'll find her there." Max hugged Corey in a non gay way. "Find her and win her back." Corey smiled.
"Thankyou so much Max," He ran out the shop and to the field.
Corey walked across the field and spotted multicoloured hair in the top corner. He walked towards her. She didn't notice him untill he was very close. "Baby," He put one hand on her shoulder and she turned to look at him. She wiped away her tears and put on finger to his new piercings. "I got these for you." He smiled. He helped her to stand up and he put his hands on either side of her waist. "I never ment to hurt you, it was a mistake. I was supposed to return almost immediately but I got pulled away by Mark." She nodded and looked to the floor. He put one finger under her chin and used it to lift her face up so she was looking at him. They looked into eachothers eyes. He slid his hand arond her neck and the other around her back, he pulled her closer and gently pushed his lips to hers. She closed her eyes, he closed his eyes and she moved her lips in rhythm with his. She put her arms around his back and he began to push her lips apart with his tongue. She let him and kissed him back. He moved his hands to her face and kissed her harder, she pulled him closer. He loved the feel of her tongue bar. She loved the feel of his lip piercing against hers. They slowly finished the kiss and pulled away from eachother enough to see eachother properly.
"Wow." He breathed. "That felt so right." He looked into her eyes again.
"It did didn't it?" She smiled.
"But now I have a problem." He smirked. She looked at him, one eyebrow raised. "I don't ever want to let go" and he kissed her again.

Fire twisted the little spikes on either side of her bottom lip. Her nails where half an inch long, black and pierced with a small ring and a chain. The metal spikes had been pushed through her skin 6 months ago exactly and she loved them. They matched her personality and in her opinion, made her look quite good. She twisted the pink streaks in her hair with her other hand. She spun them round and pushed them together. She hated maths lessons. Mr.Trogen was rambling on again about problems and pie and other kinds of crap she just didn't care about. The idea of pie disgusted her and as he said the word she felt her stomach growl in hunger. She took her hand from her hair and clamped it over her stomach in an attempt to shut it up. She glanced over to the clock. Five minutes and she could indulge in some chewing gum to give her mouth the effect of eating without the calories. Trogen said pie again. "Shut up." She hissed to herself. If anybody heard her stomach they'd make her eat, she wasn't about to let that happen. Luckily, occupied on her newest tongue piercing, time passed quickly. The bell went. She brushed the deep purple dreads from her face, shoved her books in her bag and raced out of the room, in a hurry to find her gum.
Gemma was waiting for her outside. She noticed Fire's hand over her stomach. "Eat." She snapped. Fire took her hand from around her and began rooting through her little purple bag. She found it. She flicked a piece of extra mint gum between her teeth and satisfied her stomach temperarily. Gemma growled. "You can't not eat like this, it's not good for you. If you don't stop soon, then I'll stop you!" Fire shook her head and continued away at her gum. She carried on playing with her lip piercings as before. Just then she noticed that Corey had walked around the corner. She took her hand from her lip and repositioned it on her hip. She chewed her gum with great emphasis and put one foot against the wall. She made eye contact with him and watched him walk. He was one of the most gorgeous guy's she knew and so perfect for her. He was the only guy around who understood who she was and didn't tease her because she was being individual. She was hardly normal. He came over to her and she felt her heartbeat get faster. She noticed she was staring at him and instantly looked away, dropping her bag, scattering her books across the ground. He laughed and picked them up for her, her cheeks now as red as her name. "Crap." She whispered. He handed them to her. "Thanks Corey. So what brings you up here?" He smiled at her then looked at the ground.
"Well I was kind of hoping you'd give me a hand. I want to make over my image. I'm sick of being this person, I want o be my own thing. Maybe you'd be able to help me?" his eyes where focused on his trainers.
"Oh I'd love to Corey!" She beamed at him and he looked up and smiled too. "I've been waiting for a project like this for ages!"
"Thanks fire!" She clicked her ongue bar between her teeth. "That's new isn't it?" He winked.
"Last weekend." She stuck her tongue out.
"It's nice." He beamed and began walking away. "Bye!" Fire relaxed and breathed. Gemma began singing love is in the air. Fire kicked her.
Fire lay in bed. She was so excited about helping Corey. Just then her phone rang. She looked at the screen, she didn't reconise the number. "Hello?"
"Hey Fire, it's Corey!" She felt herself squeek slightly. It was Corey! Yum! "You alright?"
"Yeah I am now! What makes you call me?" She twiddled with her little pink dreads again.
"This weekend can we start sorting me out?" He sat and waited in hope.
"Of Course! We have next week off school aswell if you want me to help you then aswel!"
"Oh Yeah, definately. You're the best, Fire." She felt her stomach expolde with happiness. He was soooooo sweet.
"See you tomorrow. Meet you in town at 10, yeah?" She thought that sounded reasonable.
"Definately. I can't wait. See you soon Fire!" He cut off the phone. She exhailed and flopped onto the bed. Wow.
Fire sat on the bench in the square next to the bus station and waited. She checked the time on her phone, 10:05. Was he coming? Had he forgotten? He was late. Questions and worry flowed through her head, unable to stop thinking about what would happen if he didn't turn up? She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see Corey's gorgeous smile. She relaxed. "Hi." He stuck his tongue out. She waved, stood up and hugged him.
"I was worried you wern't going to turn up!" She smiled at him too. "But here you are!" That was rubbish. Haha, she could have said something much better than that, but oh well. "Right. Onwards to shops!" She began walking and he followed. First stop was superdrug. Fire scanned the isles, walking down the third one and stopping infront of the Maybelene display.
"Oh God. You're not going to turn me into a girl are you?" He sighed as he noticed the rows of lipstick and eyeshadow.
"Hell No." She laughed and searched through them, stopping over the black eyeliner, she picked up a stick, drew a line on his hand and put the lip back on and handed it to him. She then moved onto the eyeshadow, picked out a black, dark grey and a white. He frowned.
"PLEASE tell me this is for you." He winced at the thought.
"No, this is yours Corey." He sighed and gave her a sympathetic look. "Trust me on this." She began to walk towards a different isle. She stopped around the hair dye.
"This is what I'm talking about!" He beamed and began looking through the different colours. Fire took a jet black dye, two boxes of flourescent pink, two of purple, two of red, two of orange and one of green and two blue. "I don't think I need that many colours, and thats ALOT of dye!"
"Some of it's for me! Trust me, you do need all of these colours!" She beamed and he nodded, defeated.
The two payed and began walking down the street. A guy with straightened hair and lip piercings walked by. Fire watched him, he was beautiful. She found piercings on guys so sexy. "You think he's hot, don't you?" Corey sounded almost insulted. Fire nodded. "It's the piercings." Corey went a bit quiet. "Thinking of, we're off to get your ear stretched, if you're comitted enough?" She winked.
"Go for it!.....Will it hurt?" He hesitated. he didn't like pain.
"Not really. it will a little bit." She smiled. "but I'll hold your hand." She smiled and they headed towards Fire's favourite piercers. They walked through the door and where instantly greeted by Max, a big butch guy covered in metal and tattoo's.
"Fire!" He hugged her. "Nice to see you again, may I add more metal to your body?" He bowed to her.
"Of course Max, whatever you want, I also want you to instant stretch Corey here's left lobe to a 6 please." Corey had no idea what this ment, but it sounded scary and painful. "Corey, to prove it wont hurt I'll get something done first." She smiled and tilted her head slightly. "Max?"
"Yes, Fire. I'v just had some new surface bar's delivered, fancy a hip piercing?" He held up the new bars.
"Ouch." Corey predicted under his breath.
"Definately." She smiled and lay on the table and lifted her shirt, and pulled her trousers down a little. While Max fiddled around with bars and sterelised neeldes, she took the sterelisation wipes from the side and prepared hips for the piercing. She knew exactly what to do. She then lay back and took a deep breath.
"You watching my face Corey?" He nodded and she smiled. Max came over to her and pushed the needle through her skin with little effort. Corey winced, but noticed Fire didn't even flinch. Max put the first bar through and tightened it.
"Nice placement Fire." max commented on the little purple dots she had drawn on her own hips for the piercings. He got the next needle for the other side and repeated. She kept her expression exactly the same. "Done." Fire sat up and walked over to Corey.
"Wow." His eyes where wide. "I can handle a simple ear piercing I think." He sat on the table and Fire sterelised his ear and marked it out. She took the piercing gun and shot the stud through his ear. "Don't you need some kind of degree or something to do that!" Corey was amazed that she'd done it. She wasn't a pierced.
"No. I do it all the time for Max. He'll do the instant stretching though, I can't do that yet. I'll go and pick out the jewellry for it now. Be back in a moment." She walked through to the shop and looked at the plugs.
"She's a fine young girl, Corey." Max commented, begining to scrape away at the insides of his new hole. "You're lucky."
"Oh she's not my girlfriend." He corrected Max. "Just my mate."
"She thinks the world of you Corey, she talks about you alot. She think's your amazing, she also said she'd like to see your lip pierced. Think's you'd look sexy. Haha."
"I didn't know she thoght like that about me......" Corey's thoughts where shattered. He wasn't sure what to think.
"Oh Yeah, difnately. That's why I thought you two where together." Max finished the scraping and called Fire. She reappeared holding a little packet with a black thing in it. Max put it through Corey's ear and told him he was done. Corey looked in the mirror and nodded.
"Thanks." He smiled. "It's great!" He stood up and they began to leave.
"Corey!" Max shouted. "Don't hurt the girl." Corey looked back at him and nodded, then ran out the door to catch up with Fire.
The next stop was Fire's house. They trotted up the stairs and into the bathroom. Corey sat on the edge of the bath and waited to see what was going on. Fire reappeared with a pair of scissors, a comb, a brush and a few towells. "You trust me?" She whispered. He nodded. He was still thinking about what Max had told him. She took the shower head and began washing Corey's hair over the sink. Her hands where warm and she was gentle at washing his hair and very careful to avoid his new piercing. His hair was about shoulder length and messy, not cut in any particular style. She finished washing and sat him up in a comfortable position and towelled his hair dry. She brushed and combed it through. Next she began to cut. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" He was concerned now. She nodded and continued cutting. It looked good. She cut him a fringe across his face and layres. He was worried. After another 10 minutes or so of cutting and she had finished. "Can I see?" He smiled.
"Nope." She shook her head and smiled at him. "Not done yet." Next she took out the dye from the bag.
Fire had finished dying Corey's hair and was waiting for the dye to take so she did her own. He was fascinated at her skills, watching intently, his stomach growled. "Oh God, I'm sorry I forgot about food." She apologised like made and finished redying her last dread and ran downstairs. She reappeared a few minutes later with a plate of sandwiches for him.
"What about you?" He began munching away happily.
"Oh I don't eat. I'm sortof anorexic." She looked to the ground. Not something she was proud of. He stopped eaing and stood up. He walked to her and stood about 20cm away from her and put his hands on either side of her waist. He ran his hands up to her ribs and felt them. He gasped slightly. He moved down to her hips, avoiding her piercings.
"Oh Gosh. Eerm, can I look under your shirt please?" He asked shyly. She nodded and he lifted her shirt up to look at her ribs. "Oh, Fire this isn't healthy." He shook his head. She nodded.
"I know, but I can't stop Corey. I'm stuck in this." She felt a tear down her face. He hugged her tight. She buried her face into his shoulder, cosy.
"Don't worry, Fire. I wont tell anybody." He comforted her, his arms still around her. It was nice. He started to think about what Max had said again. All too soon she pulled out of the hug.
"I've got to take the dye out of your hair now." She sniffed, wiping her eyes again. She put his head over the sink and began rinsing. It would look amazing. After all of the dye was sucsessfully gone, she plugged in the hairdryer and started drying. Midway through that, she left to rinse out her own dreads. This gave Corey a minute on his own to think, but too soon she was back drying. She clicked on the straighteners and began drying her own hair because his was done. The straighteners bleeped just as she had finished her own hair. Her's didn't need straightening of course, but his did. "You're being quiet." She comented as she ran the plates through his newly coloured hair. He nodded.
"Just something Max was talking about got to me." He whispered.
"What was it?" She was concerned now. She hated it when he was worried.
"Nothing particular." He didn't want to embarress her. "Don't worry." She smiled and clicked off the straighteners. "Can I look now?" he was getting impatient, he hadn't seen himself sinse he got his ear done and he must look totally different now!
"Nope." She then bent infront of his face. She took the eyeliner from her bag and began drawing around his eyes. He looked deep into hers. He saw something he'd never seen before, he saw the hot side of her. The datable side, the side he really really liked. The side he had fallen in love with. He liked her in just the way she liked him, he just never realised. He had to do something about this. She finished doing his eye makeup and she stood up. He followed her and she took him to a mirror. He gasped. It wasn't the same person. It couldn't be. He looked in the mirror and saw a hot guy that maybe Fire could fall in love with. Somebody perfect for her, they'd fit perfectly now. His hair looked amazing, with every colour her's had and maybe more.

"Oh my god." Sally was a little breathless. "That was the BEST kiss ever!" Joel smiled at her, proud of himself. "Seriosuly." She laughed. "Incredible." He flopped onto the bed beside her and laughed. Without a word, he launched back into kissing her. She threw her arms around his neck and they leaned so that Sally was lying on the bed and Joel was above her. He moved his hands across her ribcage, caressing her figure and kissing her violently. His lips where so soft against hers as they moved against eachother. She held her hands just above his hips and held him tight. His rough but beautiful technique just made her hold him closer. All of a sudden, she got a sick feeling. She stopped kissing him and pushed him back a little bit, but not in a forcefull way.
"What's wrong baby?" He put his hand on her face.
"Laurri." She wriggled from underneath him and picked her coat up, heading for the door. "I'll see you later, yea?" She waved flirtily. He nodded and waved back. She passed Laurri on the way out. A friendly smile dismissed any suspition.
"Hey!" Laurri kissed Joel's cheek on the way in. He hugged her gently. "How are you?"
"Oh I'm fine thanks." He smiled. "You?" She told him about her day. "Oh, I've been with Sal. It was really funny right, I ki...." He stopped as he remembered Laurri was his girlfriend and he'd gone to say kissed. "Kicked the table and she fell over laughing." He laughed in a pathetic cover up of his mistake. Luckily she bought it. He was sick of having to cover up his affair. He liked Laurri alot, he really did but he felt something different for Sally. Something he shouldn't feel. Something that scared him. He had to do something about it. "Hang on." He interrupted Laurri and ran to find his phone. He returned and began texting Sal while talking to Laurri. *I need to see you, I have something to tell you and something to suggest. See you at 7 in the park.*
Sally waved across the field to an eagerly waiting Joel. As she got closer she could see his expression was different. Indescribable, he looked like he was excited, but dreading whatever he was going to do. He walked a little way forwards to meet her and after taking a quick glance around, he grabbed her close and kissed her with passion. "Right, I just wanted to talk to you about something." He held her hands. "I was wondering, errm, how much do you love me?" He looked to the floor in embaressment.
"I love you more than I love anyone or anything in the world." She lifted his chin so he was looking at her and kissed him sweetly.
"Really?" She nodded. "More than Chris?" He said this part quietly.
"I know I really shouldn't, but yeah. I do." She too looked at the floor now. "How about me?"
"I never told anyone, but I've loved you more than her for a while now, but I didn't think you liked me."
"Eeeerm, look." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Maybe we're with the wrong people." He looked into her eyes.
"You think they'd understand?" Her arms repositioned around his neck.
"I know that Chris would." He smiled. Chris was such a nice guy, he'd understand and forgive anything.
"Laurri?" She was worried.
"Somehow I don't think she'd understand the same." He shook his head. Sally looked around then back to his eyes.
"I think she'll be alright eventually." She leant up and kissed him silently. "I think we're gonna' do this." He nodded and put their joined hands in sight.
"Together forever." He nodded and they both smiled, leaning in to kiss again.
"Chris." Sally put her hands over his and held tight. "Look, you know I love you." He nodded. "I have a confession. I've been having an affair with Joel." He nodded. "For a while now."
"I know." He interrupted her and smiled slightly at the fact he already knew.
"Oh. How? Why? Why didn't you tell me to stop? Arn't you angry?"
"I walked in on you two kissing a few times, you never noticed, so I just left. I walked around, angry for a while but then I realised, why should I care? I have you, and if I'm not making you happy, then I should make any sacrefice to make sure you ARE happy and if it's Joel that makes you happy, even if it's behind my back, then it's fine by me."
"Oh, that's.......... that's so sweet, Chris." She pecked his lips. "Thankyou, but now I hate to do this but I've gotta ask you something." He nodded and awaited the question. "Are you ready to do anything to make me happy?"
"Anything." He confirmed.
"Well, if you truly want me to be happy then you'll accept that I think I'll be happier with Joel."
"Okay." He seemed fine with it. She looked to the matching rings on their fingers. It felt like it was burning. She imagined her hand was on fire, it was an uncomfortable feeling. He realised what she was looking at, he took his hands from under hers and slipped it off his finger. He passed it to her.
"Oh, no, I can't take that." She refused it politely. She took her ring off and held it in his direction. "I know you probably hate me now, so you can have this back. I doubt your offer still stands. He looked shocked.
"I think many things of you, but i certainly don't hate you. Even if you were having an affair with my best friend. Oh, and that offer, it always stands. Keep that ring close with you." She felt a single tear drop down her cheek as she smiled.
"Thanks. I love you, Chris." He smiled back.
"I love you too." She got up,.. and left.
"Laurri." Joel wasn't looking forward to this. "I know that there are a few people that you're going to want to murder after this....." She threw him an angry look. "But I'm begging you to not over-react." She nodded in a way that made it obvious that she wasn't agreeing to anything. "You know full well how I feel about Sally, right?" Now her eyes changed. No longer worried of what he was about to say, but more expectant. More murderous and more suspicious. Again she nodded. "Well, we've been having an affair,...... for a while now." She growled at this news, but surprisingly, she let him continue. "We've decided...." He knew it was obvious this was going to hurt her. "It would be easier, and alot less painful, if we......" He didn't know how to word it. "Me and Sally where dating." Once again, Laurri growled. "Which consiquently," That was a new word he'd learned from Sally "means, we wouldn't be anymore." She growled louder, got up and slapped him, hard, storming out the room. She slammed the door. Joel shrugged. Atleast she hadn't punched him. He looked over at his phone, then picked it up. Time to text Sally. he tapped at the keypad: It went okay really, she slapped me and stormed out but it could have been worse !
A violent and rapid knock was made on Sally's front door. She skipped down the stairs and across the living room to the door. She dusted down her clothes and put on her best smile. She reached for the door and slowly pulled it back with the smile set. Faster than she could blink, she was on the floor. What the hell just happened? She grasped one side of her face with her hand, it really hurt. She looked up with her other eye, Laurri was stood over her. "What did you do?" She snapped up, begining to try and stand up.
"You mean what did YOU do?" Laurri pushed her back to the floor and held her foot over Sally's chest so she couldn't get up.
"It was a joint decision Laurri, it's for the best." Laurri started to press a little. "Look. Would you rather he was with me and happy, or he was still with you, cheating and unhappy." Laurri growled and pushed her foot down a little harder, before releasing her and storming out the door. Sally grasped her hand over her ribcage, clurling her knees up a little. That hurt. She released the breath she had been storing in panic and relaxed a little. Her breathing returned to normal and she reached into the pocket of her jeans, pulling out her phone and texting Chris and Joel with the details of what just happened. She then took a deep breath and heaved herself to her feet, clutching her ribcage again. She lay on the sofa, standing hurt. She checked her phone again and there was a message from Joel, he was coming round, she told him to let himself in and not to worry. There was also a message from Chris who was also very concerned. She explained the feeling in her ribcage and that it was probably nothing. This sent Chris into a state of panic, he said it was some kind of big problem and insisted he came round but she told him Joel was on his way, and he was disheartened. He was still very polite, it must be killing him.
There was a knock at the door, Sally shouted for them to come in, it was Joel. He was by her side at once, his fingers entangled in her hair and his lips against hers. She put one arm around him the best she could lying down and he kissed her more intensley, she tried to fling the other arm around him but it really hurt so she stopped kissing him and clutched her ribs again. "Oh, I'm so sorry, did I hurt you? Was it too much? Have you changed your mind about us?" Joel got quieter every question.
"Oh, of course not! No, it's just my ribs hurt a bit, and trust me that definately wasn't too much." She winked. "And I have never been more enthusiastic about us." She smiled, but then winced as a shot of pain ran through her body.
"Are you okay?" He held her face with one hand. She nodded and forced a smile. It was nothing. "You look in pain." She shook her head. He looked deep into her eyes and softly brushed his lips against hers, pulling away after only a second and then moving his hands from her face very slowly and lightly down her body. He reached the bottom of her tee shirt and pulled it up so he could see the bottom few of her ribs. His warm hands against her cold boyd felt nice, so she left him. He moved his face close to her body so he could examine closer, she could feel his breath. He gently scanned each rib with his finger. She winced slightly. "I think you've got a broken rib." He whispered against her chest before leaning back up and pulling her shirt down. He lent forward and kissed her. She couldn't argue against him, his eyes wouldn't let her. "We're going to visit the doctor." He spoke in her ear and then he stood up and walked to the phone.
"Laurri?" Chris ran and grabbed her arm gently. She turned around and smiled sarcastically. "What went on with Sally earlier?"
"Hahahahahaha. Yeah. You and me have been ditched so that the lovebirds can live happily ever after." She spoke in an evil tone. She blaitently wasn't happy. She couldn't accept this like Chris could.
"Do you realise what you did?" He snapped slightly, but in a desperate way.
"Yeah, gave her what she deserved for stealing my boyfriend." She seemed proud.
"Look, I'm no doctor but what she has described sounds very much like you broke a rib." Just then he got a message on his phone. He read it and clamped his hand across his face in shock or disgrace. "They've just got back from the hospital, it is broken." He noticed a change in her expression. Now she looked shocked, maybe worried and dissapointed in herself.
"Oh my God, what have I done?" She gasped. "I must go and apologise."
"Yeah, you really should." His brow creased and he lead her towards Joel's place.
"Thank god I looked." Joel was stroking his finger across Sallys stomache gently. "This could have been unfixable if you'd left it." He lent to kiss her. She smiled a little. Moving her hands down onto her stomache, just above where Joel was stroking and just below her bad rib. He placed his hands on hers. "You're so cold." He worried. "Hang on." He very very gently lifted her and carried her up the stairs where he put her on his bed, floating the covers over her and climbing in with her. She snuggled close to him, he was so warm. He put his arms around her and she felt as though all the pain had dissapeared. it was just him and her. Then there was a knock downstairs. Joel yelled for them to come in and the door opened. Footsteps ran up stairs and the bedroom door opened to reveal Laurri and Chris, both pale and worried. Chris looked at them both sitting so close and if there was such a colour paler than white, he turned it. He managed to force out what could be interpreted as a smile before turning away and running back down the stairs. Joel realised then that this was so hard for him, and to see him and Sally in bed and so close, it must have really hurt. He got out of bed and told the girls he woul leave them to it before running after Chris. Chris was already half way down the street and Joel had to sprint to catch him. Chris' eyes where bloodshot and wet, his face was still so pale. Joel saw what trouble he had caused and threw his arms around Chris, pulling him so close to him. Chris burried his face into Joel's shoulder and silently cried. Joel held him close and tight. Luckily it was dark outside, nobody was around so they where free to do as they liked without being stared at. Plus, they could both be mistaken for girls anyway! "I'm so sorry," Joel whispered. "I'm sorry I've hurt you." Chris just held onto him tight. "I'm sorry for all of this. Everything." He knew Chris understood. He spoke no words, just hugged him tighter. They where in no state to return to the girls, so they walked.
Joel and Chris ended up in the park. They sat under a tree as it started to rain. Joel pulled Chris into a hug again. He couldn't stop feeling terrible. It was a horrible thing he had done to Chris, but it was so right for himself and for Sally and even for Laurri. Chris looked up into Joel's eyes. They where both silent and blurry eyed. The stare was intense, but it said all the words that where needed. Joel lent down and pushed his lips against Chris'. With his tongue he gently pulled Chris' lips apart and Chris linked his finger's with Joel's. They kissed intensley, changing hand positions throughout until eventually Chris stopped them. "Thanks." He smiled, still hurt, but feeling better. Joel brushed his hand along Chris' face.
"No problem, any time." He too smiled and kissed Chris again gently but for a much shorter time.They stood up as the rain began to slow and Joel spun round for a final kiss, resting a hand on Chris' ass. Chriss pulled his face away and looked at Joel with one eyebrow raised. "Too much?" Joel laughed. Chris shrugged and continued kissing him, putting his hands in the same place on Joel's body. Joel could feel a genuine smile on his lips, his work had been done.
Joel and Chris held hands on the way back from the park. They stopped just before they turned to their street. Joel turned to face Chris and hugged him tight. He whispered in his ear. "I'm sorry for all this. I hope you feel better after tonight." He then kissed him gently and they man hugged in a slight attemp to keep the little dignity they had. They walked down the road to Joel's place where the girls should be. Upstairs, they where having a human conversation. The guys walked in and they both stopped their conversation and waved. Joel walked and sat with Sally, putting his arm round her and kissing her gently. Sally kissed him back and smiled happily. This was nice. "You guy's staying?" Joel asked the other two.
"Sure." Laurri nodded and Chris just smiled.
"Great. Well, I'll get the night-time supplies." Joel beamed and nobody knew what he was talking about. He went downstairs and then re-appeared a few minutes later. He had his arms full of different things. A few bottles of different drinks, a few lighters, a tin of tobacco, a few boxes of fags and a couple of little plastic bags filled with a leafy thing. It was weed. He held his arms up to show everybody and they all smiled. This was what they lived for. Tonight would be good.
The four of them had got through a bottle of vodka each. They were smashed! Sally drunkardly waved the lighter infront of the fag in her mouth. She eventually lit it and the others watched in amazement, facinated by such a simple thing. They all re-engaged in conversation. By now they had more friends around. Nobody remembered inviting anybody, but none of them really remembered anything! The room was very noisey. Chris was sat next to Sally. "Hello baby." He whispered in her ear over the noise. She smiled. "You know, you look pretty." He slurred slightly.
"You look pretty too." She touched his nose with the end of her finger. Fag in the other hand, out to the side.
"You know whats so cool?" He whispered again.
"I know you're so cool." She put her hand on his face. She laughed.
"It's so cool that I love you!" He said it a little louder. She smiled wide and then pounced on him, kissing him in a very very very drunk way, fag still in the other hand. He grabbed her and kissed her back. Just then, Joel looked over. He stopped talking and stopped laughing. He walked over to them. They stopped kissing and both laughed. Joel sat down with them.
"What?" He slurred. "What are you two doing?" They where silent. Then all of them burst out laughing and Joel lent over to kiss Sally. Laurri stumbled over to them and sat down. She looked a little hurt when she saw them kissing, but it didn't really bother her, the drugs helped. They where sat talking in their group, each spreading off into seperate conversations. Before too long the situation had completely reversed. Or had it returned the right way round? Chris and Sally where all over eachother, as where Joel and Laurri. It was weird after earlier, but none of them really knew what had happened.
Morning came, a hurting painfull hangovered morning. Sally was the first to wake up. She opened her eyes and clamped her hand over her head, slowly waiting for her eyes to adjust. She blinked a few times and sat up, realising she was in a bed. Quickly she lay back down again, noticing the lack of clothes. It was Joel's bed. Oh no, What had she done? She was in Joel's bed, she'd been very drunk and she was distinctly lacking clothes. Somebody moved below the covers beside her. Oh no, please don't let it be Joel. She thought. Laurri will literally pull my eyes out and shove them up my ass. Carefully, she pulled back the cover a little and dared herself to see who it was. It was Chris. She was so relieved. After last night, she had a feeling everything was going to go back to normal. She was right. Joel stirred, waking up and looking over to Sally. He was on the floor with Laurri sprawled across his legs. "I think things are over Sal." He sounded apologetic and a little disappointed it hadn't worked out.
"Yeah." She smiled sympathetically. "I know." They nodded at eachother. Chris and Sally belonged, about as well as Sally and Joel did. But Laurri and Joel also went well. It just wasn't fair of Sally. This was right.

"Ugh. I'm too bloody fat." Sally stood infront of Chris' mirror, holding her top up and poking her belly flab. Chris stood behind her and slid his arms around her waist.
"You're not." He whispered in her ear. "You're perfect, if anything, a little too skinny." He kissed her neck, she loved that. She spun out of his grasp and glared.
"I AM too fat, look." She lifted her top up and made her stomache stick out as far as she could make it. He laughed.
"And breathe." He smiled as she exhailed a breath and because 5 times skinnier.
"I'm still too fat." She huffed.
"Shut up." He threw a cushion at her. "Don't you dare get skinnier, I don't want you ill, especially when you're living with me." She shrugged and joined him in his bed. He put his arms around her and ran his fingers down each of her ribs and shuddered slightly at the fact he could do that. "I love you how you are. Don't change." He yawned and closed his eyes.
Sally turned and looked at the clock, 1:00a.m. Perfect. Chris was fast asleep, she moved his hand off her waist and slid out of bed into the bathroom. She fumbled around for her toothbrush and slowly pushed the handle end into her mouth and onto her tonsles. She coated the sink in that day's meals. Satisfied that everything had been bought back up, she washed it away, wiped her toothbrush and flicked the light off, returning to bed with Chris. She did this every night and he never noticed. She could eat all she liked and she'd just get thinner.
"Sal, Sal, Sal, SAL!" Chris shook her arm and she opened her eyes, waking slowly. "Wake up!" He snapped.
"What." She yawned, unimpressed by the early wake-up.
"You've thrown up." He stated. "You reak and you have puke on your tee-shirt." She looked down and noticed she had missed a little bit whilst cleaning up that night. "And you have lost alot of weight recently." He glared at her. "And you've been sick, but there's no sick anywhere, is there?" She shook her head, trying to realise if he had figured it out or not. "I'm afraid you're bulemic, Sal. You don't need to do that. Nobody think's you're fat but you!" He hugged her. "I can help you through this."
"You gonna make me thinner?" She growled sarcastically at the fact he knew her secret.
"No, I'm gonna sort you out." He smiled. She sighed.
"Sort me out?" She snorted slightly. "I don't need sorting out! I don't need your help, Chris."
"You obviously do babe." He was still calm but Sally had got very worked up.
"No I don't!" She grabbed her lighter and a small purse from the side and walked outside and down the street. It was a wintery morning and she was out wearing nothing but a pair of converse and a long fitted tee-shirt. she sat down by a tree in the park and tipped a little of the contense of the purse into her hand. She rolled the tiny flakes of dope up in a rizzla coat and fished around for the lighter. The dope was another one of those things Chris didn't know about. She drew a long drag and leaned back against the tree, exhailing on the way. She relaxed as she took another deep drag. "Nice." She whispered, smiling to herself. The frosty ground was begining to bother her. She stood up and turned around, bumping straight into Laurri. "Hey!" She smiled.
"Thank god you're here!" She snapped. "I was worried."
"What?" Sally looked confused.
"Chris rang me when you walked out and told me about the bulemea and how you think you're fine."
"I AM fine." Sally snapped taking another drag of her roll up.
"You're 15, bulemic, you drink constantly, you do drugs, you smoke, you're becoming anorexic, you fuck him practically every night" She pointed in the direction of Chris' house and Sally blushed slightly. "YOU are messed up."
"Hmm......" Sally tried to find an excuse, but she had to give in. She WAS messed up. She flopped back on the floor, forgetting the cold. "Are you gonna tell Chris about everything I do?" She looked disappointed.
"I have to." Laurri nodded.
Sally listened to the conversation across the room from Chris' bed. She was tucked up, weak and helpless, listening to Laurri tell Chris about all of the bad things she did and she winced at the reactions of Chris. Finally she finnished the list and walked over to talk to Sally. "You'll be alright now. We'll fix you." She smiled and stroked her hair once. "See you later, kiddo."
Chris walked over to the bed too. He sat down and put his hand on Sally's arm.
"I've heard some bad things about you tonight, Sal. I'm gonna help you get back on track." He rubbed her shoulder.
"You hate me now, don't you?" She whispered.
"I love you." He kissed her cheek, and then put his ring in her line of vision. "Remember?"
"Thank's." She rolled onto her back so she could see him. "I love you too." Chris looked at her, she was pale, as always. She had big purple circles around her eyes and her cheek bones had become more defined the more weight she lost. She looked half dead. He got under the covers with her and put his arms around her cold and scrawney body. He ran his fingers across her ribs, and traced her spine down with his finger and held her hips. She felt so small.
"Why did you not tell me any of the things you've done?" He whispered across her ear. "I would have understood."
"No you wouldn't." She spoke so quietly he could only just hear.
"You're right. I wouldn't. I would have hated it, but I'd try and stop it for you."
"Sorry." She breathed, closing her eyes.
"You going to sleep?" Chris stroked her neck gently.
"Of course I'm not." She opened them again and looked at him angrily. "I don't sleep." He nodded and stroked her hair and they whispered through the night.
Chris and Sally ate breakfast and she went for a shower. Making sure the door was locked and the shower was running to disguise any noise, she walked over to the sink and quietly reached for her tothbrush. She cleaned her teeth and then turned the handle towards her mouth. She tried to stop herself, for Chris' sake, but she couldn't. Using the toothbrush to poke around her mouth she found the spot and filled the sink.
Sally and Chris sat in his room. She reached over to the windowsill and picked up a box. Flicking the lid open she took a thin paper and a handfull of small brown flakes. She crushed them up further and spread them in a line along the crease in the paper, rolling it up and licking the edge, sticking it into shape. She grabbed the lighter and flicked the roll-up into her mouth holding the flame to it. "What's that?" Chris snapped as she took a drag.
"Nothing." She blew out the smoke in a line. Chris watched it spread across the room and repeated himself.
"It's just a little dope." She shrugged and continued to smoke it. She took a deep drag, fell backwards so she was lying down and exhailed it through her nose. "Nothing major." She breathed.
"Okay, but don't have too much." She stuck her thumb up in agreement and then held it out toward's him. He took the roll-up of dope and took a drag. It had been almost a year since he gave up smoking, he shouldn't have taken a drag, but he did. "Fuck." He whispered. "That's good." He took another deep drag. "Shit. Roll another." Sally reached into the box again and repeated the process. She lit it and took a couple of drags before handing it over to Chris who did the same.
A cloud of smoke filled the air around them, Sally and Chris where stoned out of their minds. Laurri walked in the door and almost fell back with the screen of marijuana fumes that hit her. "Woah! I thought you where supposed to be helping her get better, not helping her get high!" Laurri snapped, helping Chris onto his feet. He burst out laughing. "What? What's funny?" She huffed.
"Haha, you are!" He pointed slowly. Laurri let out an *URGH!* and pushed him back down.
"When you're concious, you two are in serious trouble!" She yelled slamming the door behind her. Chris laughed and sat next to Sally, kissing her neck all over. She let out a slight moan and in retaliation, she threw her arms around him and kissed him hard. They both knew where it was leading. ; )
"Ring, ring!" Sally growled at the noise waking her up. "Ring ring" Chris heard her growl and sat up to answer the phone so she didn't have to get up. Pulling his boxers on, he walked across the room and found the phone.
"Yep." He answered.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" An angry Laurri yelled back.
"I don't know what you're on about." He smiled, watching Sally drift back to sleep.
"You where stoned out of your minds yesterday." She reminded.
"Oh. That." He seemed apologetic. "Yeah. Sorry about that. I promise I will try and stop that happening again, but it smelt so good and it's been so long. I just had too." There was a silence on the other end of the phone.
"Just don't let her near coke." Laurri hung up.
"Cocaine?" Chris spoke in the direction of Sally. "Nobody told me about the coke........." He walked across the room and sat back in bed. He ran his fingers through Sally's hair slowly untill she woke up. "Sal?" She made a small noise. "Why cocaine?"
"Who told you about that?" She sat up too.
"Laurri did." He put his arm round her and she cuddled into his chest.
"I didn't think she knew." She puzzled quietly. "I don't know why. It's just good."
"You gonna stop?" He hugged her hard.
"I don't know." She spoke minimally. "I don't think I want to."
"But it's clearly hurting you." Chris stated a good point. She nodded and made tiny circles on his chest with her finger. She lent up and kissed him. He made a face. "You've been making yourself hurl again." He stated quietly.
"How do you know?" She didn't argue, it was true.
"You taste like sick."
"Oh." She paused and then a smile grew across her face. "Okay, I'll admit it, but will you forgive me?"
"I don't know." He shook his head in dissapointment.
"Maybe this'll help," She smiled again and slid back below the covers and ran her tongue dwn his chest and using her teeth, she pulled Chris' boxers down a little way. He moaned in pleasure and looked to the ceiling, brething heavily. She re-joned him above the covers and laughed slightly at the expression on his face. "Forgiven?"
"I don't know, maybe you'll have to do that again!" He joked, kissing her softly.
"You've been supposedly trying to sort out her life for a week now and if anything, she looks worse! You do too!" Laurri yelled at Chris. He swept his long black fringe from his eyes.
"I'm fine." He growled.
"You're as skinny as she is." She pointed at his stomache and he lifted his top and examined himself.
"Hmmmmm, maybe." He let go of his top and then got caught up making shapes with his new vans on the carpet. Laurri was talking but he couldn't really hear her. He was just looking at the shoes.
"This is serious!" She snapped and he looked back up at her.
"I know." He glared at her. "Look, you may think that you care about her the most, but that is the girl I love and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I am in charge of her right now and I will not let anyhing happen to my baby. Back off, we're fine." He yelled and she shut up. She'd never seen him angry like that before. He was scary, almost as scary as Sally when she was mad. "Okay?" He growled. She nodded and backed out of the room.
"How you doing?" Joel hugged Sally tight, they where as skinny as eachother, easily. He felt her ribs as she traced his collar bone.
"It's okay. Still bulemic. Still a druggy. Still anorexic. Still don't sleep enough." She shook her head. "Not well I guess."
"You still look perfect to me." He flattered. "You always look perfect. You'll always be perfect to me." Before he could finnish the sentance, Sally was kissing him, and he didn't mind. His fingers slid steadily across her ribs and down to her hips, embracing each bone. Her hands on his neck, they kissed with passion. He stopped kissing her and moved his lips to her neck, kissing it in the way her knew she loved so much. She grabbed him tight as he continued to please her further. His tongue ran across her collar bone smoothly and she moaned, holding him tighter still. She pushed him onto the bed where he continued to kiss the places she liked and she held him tight. "Fuck yeah." She breathed, yawning slightly aswell. They got under the covers and she began undo-ing the buttons of her shirt. He kissed her stomache and her chest and she yawned again. Gradually, he made things less and less passionate and more sweet. Instead of rapid kissing, he embraced her body. He kissed her lips softly and whispered the word goodnight into her ear as she fell asleep in his arms. He followed closely.
Chris walked into his room. Sally was asleep, excellent! She should be, but then he noticed Joel asleep behind her. hat was a bit weird. Slowly, Joel stretched his arms and opened his eyes, looking around to see Chris. "Oh, hai!" He smiled and waved, getting out of bed and walking towards the window. He fliped the lid of Sally's little box and began rolling himself dope.
"Pervert." Chris laughed and joined Sally where Joel had been and closing his eyes. "Thank you." He looked back at Joel again. Joel nodded, walking out of the room. Chris looked back to the window and Sally's box had gone. Chris understood.
"Where's my dope?" Sally yelled at Chris. He shook his head and told her not to worry. "Urgh. You'll conferscate my toothbrush next."
"You've gotta stop some way." He nodded. "This has gotten way too far." She agreed with him, she couldn't do any other. It was true. He walked into the bathroom and she followed him in wonder, he picked up her toothbrush and snapped it.
"Crap." She didn't sound mad, more dissapointed. He laughed.
"Now eat." He instructed and they walked down to the kitchen and ate a nice big breakfast. :-D

"GET OUT!" Sally's dad yelled, pointing to the door. "I don't want you in my house any longer." Sally picked up her coat and slammed the door behind her. She mumbled something rude under her breath. It was raining very heavily outside, the rain made the eyeliner run down her face in tiny streams of black and her mascara smudged. Her hair was flattened and the rain was cold on her face. She stormed down the street and headed into the blackness of the clouds above her, full of thunder and ready to burst, they matched her mood. Sally walked untill she got to the park, she sat on the damp ground, shaded by the tree and got out her phone. She called Chris. "Dad kicked me out." She sniffled down the phone.
"Oh god. Sweety, where are you?" She could hear him rushing around to find his keys and his coat and shoes.
"I'm at the park, you don't have to come here though." He ignored her and she heard the door close behind him.
"I'll be there in two." He said before cutting the phone off.
Sally noticed somebody walking. He was in a dark coat, tall and carrying something. It was Chris. She stood up and waved to him, he ran over to her, throwing his arms around her and kissing her violently. She nuzzled her face into his chest and he held her tight. They moved into the shaded place and he passed her a rain coat he had bought for her. Sally pulled the coat around her and Chris pulled her closer and they sat, their bodies together, in the rain. Chris found the rain so romantic, he loved kissing in the rain and Sally knew it. He hoped to god she would pounce on him right there. Luckily, she did. Sally pinned him to the floor and traced his collarbone with her tongue, he laughed slightly and pulled her chin upwards so he could reach her lips. "I love you." He whispered and she nodded.
"You too." And kissed him again. The world was theirs, nobody went out in the rain when it was this bad. She slid her hands up to his face and caressed him sweetly. His lips where warm on hers as she followed his movements, he held her waist tight. They lay on the ground, just holding eachother, kissing.
The rain began to slow. The sky was still black as though it was midnight, a storm was on its way. Sally and Chris where still in the park, they decided to make a run for Chris' home before it started and so they could get out of the cold. Chris grabbed Sally's hand and smiled, pulling her into a sprint towards his house, up the stairs and into his room. They both flopped onto his bed, still holding hands and he rolled over to kiss her. She smiled and grabbed her hands around his back, he rolled over so he was leaning above her and kissed her again. Just then, Sally's phone rang. Her dad. "Where the hell are you?" He snapped.
"I'm at Chris'. His parents are away and SOME people don't want me around in my own house." She made a good comment.
"come back here, now." He was so undecicive.
"Nope." She cut the phone off and kissed Chris again.
"Maybe you should think about going back to see him." Chris put his finger to her lips and spoke quietly.
"I think I'd punch him." Sally's words where shakey with anger, her hands now balled into fists and her body unable to move. Chris moved so he was close behind her, and with one quick and gently movement, he had his arms around her. He rested his chin on her shoulder, and put his lips to her ear. She could feel his breathing.
"You can stay here as long as you like and you know I'll always love you," he gestured towards the ring on her finger.
"Thank you." Her breathng began to slow to its normal pace, her teeth no longer grit together and her body relaxed. He put one hand under her chin and pulled her head round to face him. He kissed her so gently, so calming. She relaxed alot then, leaving him to support her. So slowly, he lay her down on the bed and leaned above her.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, staring deep into her eyes. She lent up a little and tilted her head to the side, with her hands on his face, she kissed him. He moved his arms around her back, she was so small to him. She wrapped one of her legs over one of his and stroked up and down with her foot. Suddenly, they're gentlr kiss became firey. Grabbing for eachother, and writhing. He took his hands off her and reached for the top button of her shirt. She put her hands at the bottom of his and pulled it upwards, momentarily breaking the kiss. He continued to fumble with the buttons and then slding her arms out of the sleves. She reached for the button on his skinny jeans, but then they heard the door go downstairs. They stumbled around the room, trying to find the discarded items of clothing, unsucsessfuly. "Clean your room twat!" Sally hissed at Chris, still trying to find her shirt among the crap. The bedroom door opened and Sally grabbed the bed cover to cover her, Chris quickly did the button of his trousers back up.
"What was going on there!?!?!?" Laurri demanded. She hadn't got used to the thought of Sally and Chris, in her words, *doing it*. "Get your shirt on Sally," she unhooked it from the door handle and threw it at her. "And you Chris." She reached for it ontop of the dresser and threw it, he caught it and gracefully slid it over his head. "Joel mentioned to me a little something about you." She pointed at Sally. Sally glared at Laurri. She mouthed the word no.
"What?" Joel turned to face her. "Sal." He rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry, really I am." She looked to the floor. "It was before you gave me this," she held up her hand. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Chris fought the anger inside and smiled. "I love you."
"Are you nuts?" Laurri snapped. "SHE, and my boyfriend have been making out AGAIN! You don't even care?" He shook his head. Laurri slammed the door and marched out.
"YOU'RE DUMPED, JOEL!" Laurri yelled across the room. "You promised, never again!" She threw a cushion at him, and screeched. "You are useless."
"I'm sorry," He attempted to defend himself. "I'm bloody sorry. You didn't see her that night, she looked incredible and she was beng so controlling, I loved it." He shook his head. "I'm sorry."
"Well now I'm being controlling." She snapped. "We're finnished!" She stormed out and slammed the door behind her. Joel picked up his phone. here was a girl he knew who fancied him like hell. She was a pathetic piece of shit, clingy and prepossesing. Joel hated her guts, but she'd make a great girlfriend he could use to annoy Laurri. He almost felt sorry for how useless and slutty she was.
"Hi, Kaz." He put on his fake phone voice. "So, I was wondering, wanna grab some food?" He thought the enthusiasm in her voice was funny as she agreed quickly. "See you in a minute then." He slammed his phone shut and le out a *ugh.* He couldn't stand this girl. He grabbed his coat and he shuddered slightly at the thought of actually going on a date with her.
"Hi, Kaz." He unenthusiastically greeted. She threw her arms around him and pecked his cheek. he managed to stop himself from throwing up. "Ready?" She smiled and took a jacket off the hook next to her door. It was a green waterproof coat, it had a huge rip down one sleeve and looked about 20 years old. "Where did you get your jacket?" He laughed.
"Oh just some Oxfam shop." Joel stifled his laughter and reminded himself why he was doing this.
Joel and Kaz had been out for 4 hours, joel had realised that the more time he spent with her, the more he liked her. "I've really enjoyed this." Kaz spat, yes. She spat when she talked. Joel nodded in agreement. "I have something to tell you." She looked to the floor shyly. Joel tapped his foot impatiently. "I love you." She looked up to see his reaction. Joel thought hard. He thought he hated her before this date, but then every minute he spent with her, the more he realised he liked her. He hadn't spoken for about a minute. He took one of her hands.
"I love you too." He whispered. She forced her lips onto his and he considered forcing her away, but he thought he'd let her. She began to force her tongue through his closed lips untill eventually she was snogging him. Her techneque was stiff and uncomfortable. He couldn't wait for the kiss to end, it was embarresing. After what seemed like a lifetime, she pulled away. *Finally* he thought.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow." She waved and closed the door. The minute the door closed, he burst out laughing. As much as he liked her now, that was just funny.
"I'm telling you Chris, I think I love her." Joel lay on Chris' floor. Chris was sitting on his bed. Sally had gone shopping, so he had invited Joel over.
"She is a scumbag, Joel." He shook his head in disgust. "A lying dog." Joel sat up to argue his point. "Serious Chris. She is a real bitch." Joel snarled. "She's a right minger."
"She isn't." He started to get angry. "Now I've spent time with her, I realise. I love her."
"What about Laurri?" Chris argued well. "And I know for a fact you quite like Sally."
"I still like Laurri, I do, but I think I prefer Kaz now! And obviously theres nothing i can do with Sal."
"Joel, I still think you're abserloubtly nuts. Kaz is a twat." Chris stood up and walked over to his window. "I give up." He sighed and opened the window. He squeeled slightly and jumped back in shock. Kaz was standing outside looking up at the window, it looked like she'd been there a while. "What are you doing?" She waved.
"I was waiting for my sweety." She smiled and waited. Chris shuddered.
"Errr... IT'S outside." He gestured to the window and Joel skipped over. He leaned out of the window and waved down. Unfortionately, he leaned a little too far. Joel grabbed the top of the window fram just in time before he fell.
"Are you okay sugar?" Kaz squeeled in panic. He hadn't even fallen out the window! Joel screwed up his brow and laughed slightly. That was a pathetic reaction. He stuck his thumb up and turned around looking to Chris.
"Maybe you're a little bit right." He shrugged and returned to Kaz. "I'l be down in a minute." He waved with a sarcastic smile. On the stairs he met Sally. She was muttering something under her breath.
"Eugh. Silly skank, saying hello to me. Ugh.!" She looked up and shuddered. "OH! Hi Joel! Watch it, Kaz is outside."
"I no. We're kind of a couple now." Sally burst out laughing. There were tears down her face laughing.
"Oh my god, you're joking." She slapped his back, pissing herself laughing. "Serious?" Joel looked insulted. "Oh. You are serious. Well, she's cheating." She shrugged.
"What?" Joel snapped straight.
"Yep. She's just been making out with Jake around the corner." She burst out laughing again. "Dude, seriously....." She struggled to talk, still trying to stifle the laughter. "You gotta mess her up big time while you can."
"You suggesting I cheat on HER?" Joel looked even more insulted that Sally would expect him to do something like that. She nodded and got him to follow her back upstairs.
After a few phone calls and a good plan, they where ready. "See you soon" Joel flipped his phone down and made his way to the coffee shop where he had agreed to meet Kaz. He took a seat by the window next to Laurri. "Nice to see you've forgiven me baby." He smiled. She nodded.
"Love you." Laurri whispered. They lost themselves in eachothers eyes when the moment was broken. "Quick, theres Kaz." She lept onto him, sicking her tongue down his throat as planned. Kaz, seeing this, gasped and ran back down the street the best she could in her slutty shoes and mini skirt. Laurri and Joel burst out laughing. Kaz had gone and they where safe back together again. As planned.