At the X party

Chrissy

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I could've sworn that it wasn't Dayle but his charming eyes eased up my lack of recognition. My eyes are filled up with tears, I can't help it, I can't help the fact I saw Dayle fucking Shauna. Why???? It's hurting me very badly.
“Chriss? Chris, are you okay?”
Fuck. Did he see me? I mean, Egan. I use the back of my hands to wipe my temples. Dayle is making me frustrated, did I just shed my tears for him? Fuck it. This is the second time and how many more times will I see this? Until the nth time? I didn't know that seeking to speak with Mom in a tranquil place was going to land me in a major heartbreak. I love Dayle, more than my life and this is what I get? He didn't look remorseful or something, he was fucking her precisely and then she would moan out and say sweet shit about him. I'm gonna pay back what he's doing to me, every fucking thing.
“Are you... crying?” he comes forth and wraps his arms around me, cradling me like a real cry babb. “What's the problem, wanna leave or something? Did someone hurt you?” asks Egan, how sweet but yeah, Dayle just hurt me.
“N-no, I'm sorry. It's not that serious because I had it sorted out!” I tell him under my breath and he places a kiss on my forehead. Seriously, if this is a game, what sort of game is this? I'm so shocked. We walk a few steps away from the pool and then we—I hear a female's giggle which compels us to turn a complete 360, I see Dayle and Shauna approaching, she's holding his arm tightly, and he is carrying that same smirk that I recognize, the one that sets your crotch ablaze, I mean the one that gets you instantly wet for innocently gazing at him.
“Hey, Vice!” she waves shortly at Egan sounding like a squealing rabbit, why on earth is she so hyped? Did she get high on fuck? Gross! As far as it's not me, it's gross. Take it or leave it. “And...” her eyes wander from my head to toe and then my head again. “...Chrissy. Chrissy Horton! Such a beautiful name, why on earth would Hemsville pick Chris-shit over the—”
“Shaun the sheep... Oh er... My bad. Erm...” Egan cuts her short with a taunt but swallows up the urge to laugh by clearing his throat and she just stares blankly at him. Of course, he is not doing what the rich coolest kids oi Hemsville should do, spot the difference. “It just slipped. Shauna Sharma! In case you haven't known, she's with me and so... don't do that. Again.” one thing that drives me crazy about Egan is his calm composure, his voice has got that cool calm buzz and so whenever he becomes sarcastic, he makes you believe that he is right for doing whatever, without trying that hard and you just accept his flaws in good fate. That's why he is called ‘QuteDemon’, it's everything you need to know about him. At least, outwardly.
She flushes in shame and forces a grin, she is staring at me with so much hate right now.
“I can't believe your fucking ass, Egan!” she scowls still wearing a smile
“And I can't believe you knew my name all through the fucking time, Shauna!” he says. Well, Dayle is giving me that ‘loser look’, I'm sure he wants to beat the beast out of me anytime soon I know that I'm going to be a huge problem if Egan keeps saying that I'm his girl.
“Hey baby, I'll see you... as soon as possible!” Dayle says to her and they share a kiss, just after that, he squeezes her butt swiftly. What's with him and squeezing their butts? Gosh, Dayle is freaking me out, it's so annoying. Egan takes me by the hand as we start walking off while they continue smooching, I'd hear her laugh, asking him to stop whatever he's doing.
Egan says that we should not return to the hall anymore but I tell him that I have to bid my friends goodbye and he's cool with it.
“I'll wait by the car! Don't take forever though, your Mom will get worried sick!” he says sweetly and I smile at him.
“Promise!”
I whisk away like the breeze is blowing me away. I've felt too many eyes on me today and it's engulfing, they think that I'm HOT and others think that I'm a wannabe but who cares?! I get a text from Molly instantly, just the time I tried to reach Ken.
*Send me a vid gal, I can’t stop imagining!!!😉*
I smile at my screen before recording a short selfie video that's like thirty seconds, max. She views it and instantly replies.
*😳🔥💋*
*Don’t tell me that I missed a bunch??!*
My face blush, aI'm smiling again.
*Yass! You have a lot to explain by Mon!*
*Can't wait!*
I reply and continue looking into every cranny.
*Pinky swear! Post it up! It's lit! Plzzzz🥹*
*I will! 9t!*
I assure her and log onto Insta, I go for the new post and select the video and a few pictures, add my caption which says
<Roses n’ Thorns at X! 🔥>
and then I hit the post. Bingo. It's done.
In less than five minutes, I start receiving notifi on my post, and Molly texts me again.
*Go girl! I have a whole pack to tell ya*
I smile. In as much as I don't have that much time to start reading my lashing comments, I don't want to feel ugly right now, I want to believe that I'm hot and normal. I sight Ellen, she's making out with Max. Wow. (in a weak tone, p.s. I'm not mad whatsoever) I don't think that it will be nice to interrupt, they might just think that I hate their union and I don’t, in the actual sense. I walk over to the counter where Ken and I had met and I see Ariana, she's sipping on acocktail with her friend. I'm really shy to approach her, she's cool and I've never spoken to her, we don't often cross paths par se. I don't have to be a coward every single time, I tell myself.
“Hi Ariana,”
“Hi Chriss!” in fact, she's smiling at me. Her friend waves at me and I reciprocate all their gestures. “Looking for Ken?”
“You got it right, I'm actually about to leave and he's not picking up either...” I explain and she chuckles.
“Oh him? He's somewhat high, he's gone to the restroom with Distro to fucking wash off! I warned him but he wouldn't listen!” she says and I smile faintly. He doesn't listen. And that Distro guy is a distro, he knows how to get super high and involve others. “Is it that important?”
“No way, I'll just go ahead. Can you please let him know that I dashed out?!” she nods. “Thanks! Please, take care of Ken, I know that he's a bit cranky but try?!”
“Sure thing, Chriss. And... I saw your video, you look stunning, and I think Egan is great too!” she adds and I smile, I'm unable to move my naivety.
“Oh, that?! Thanks a lot! You're great too!”
She nods thankfully before I walk away, I don't see Ellen or Max again, I keep walking until I'm totally out of the blazing hall.

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I see Egan and Dayle, arguing. Why are they always arguing these days? Not even Steve is hanging out with them that much. It's none of my business anyway.
“Sorry I took so long, I was looking for Ken—” I try to kill the uproar that is likely to give each of them a bad night.
“Oh you fucking shut the hell up, Chriss!” Dayle snaps angrily at me, at least he didn't call me any of those names but it doesn't give him the leverage to say shit to me.
“Don't fucking talk to her that way, Dayle. Not ever!” Egan warns Dayle and my crush gives me a dreadful gaze before looking away.
“Fuck you! Fuck what you think!” he tells Egan but it feels like he's telling me directly. Egan walks up to me and apologizes on behalf of Dayle, that's nice of him but it would not change anything. He opens the car for me as I enter it before he does the same.
We've been silent through the ride except for the pop music that has been playing and then the one time that he placed his hand on my thigh to ask if I'm okay, I only nodded positively and he kept driving. He was pissed at what happened earlier, I know, we are both mad at Dayle for being such an ass but it doesn't have to affect us that bad. He pulls over beside my apartment.
“T-Thanks for the ride, Egan, like everything so far! It was amazing—”
He didn't let me finish, his lips come crashing on mine. He kissed me, my eyes were wide open. Egan kissed me. He doesn't have plans of letting me go since he is nestling my face so tenderly. Fuck. Twitch! Twitch!!
“I like you, Chriss, I just couldn't help it. Well, I feel so much better!” he smiles at me, he isn't regretting a thing. I'm flushed and stunned at once.