Enemies ch 2
Enemies Ch. 2
Disclaimer: as always, don’t own them, only my little ideas.
Rating: T
Authors Note: Well… I got lots of reviews so even though I was secretly planning on discontinuing this after the first chapter.. well not secretly I intended to write a second chapter but I was quickly losing interest in it. But then I got so many reviews I was like ‘aw ok if you guys reeeally want it’ lol. I don’t think this is as good as chapter one but hey. Oh and ch 3 is half way done already :3 ALSO! No offense to Bailey’s Prairie Texas, I literally just Wiki’d Texas cities and picked at random. K thaaaanks.
Roxie: haha glad you liked it. Twisted is good I think?
Demena-x: lol thanks im happy you liked it. Heres ch 2. Is it okay?
thousand lies: I hope I don’t disappoint
KayCee89: I’m glad my writing was halfway decent lol. I’m not sure how it will turn out in later chapters
cuz I’m not as inspired but for you I’ll try J
Geez Geena: glad u liked it. Aaaah the pressure to not have too much or too little detail!! Lol jk
YouTellMe: I know it amused me while writing it
NicnicBbycakes: yay thanks!
aznsmartalec: lol ty for the review
nydivaa0x: yes ma’am lol ty for the review
frostygrl: isn’t it though? Ty for your review
steph: Yes ma’am :)
letscall-l: yeah I wanna make demi a cocky little bitch haha.
For the next few weeks life continued much as it did before. Demi still bullied me every chance she got, but she never mentioned what happened. I would have thought she had forgotten the whole thing if not for the knowing glint Demi got in her eyes every time she pushed me. So clearly this hadn’t just been my imagination running off with me. That day had actually happened and Demi most definitely remembered it. So all I could think was what the hell was going on? Why had Demi kissed me? Why was she pretending nothing happened, and I why was she still picking on me? These were all valid questions that I wanted answers to and I intended to get them, one way or another.
The problem with that idea? I had absolutely no clue how I was gonna go about getting those answers. Except for the bathroom incident, Demi was always surrounded by her followers. I had enough trouble with Demi alone, add her underlings to the mix and I was more likely to get my ass handed to me before I got two words out than get the answers I was seeking. Obviously I would have to wait for Demi to be alone for our confrontation. Unfortunately I didn’t see that happening any time soon.
Surprisingly an opportunity presented itself not a week later. Like most of my classmates I bought lunch in the school cafeteria. This usually wasn’t a problem for me but ever since I’d come out, my dad had stopped paying for things. That included my lunch, so lacking cash I was left with my debit card. My school, being the POS that it is, didn’t have a machine that I could swipe my card through. Now I’m never one to break the rules, but Dad didn’t cook last night so I was freaking starving. Bailey's Prairie is such a tiny town and everything is immediately next to everything else so I knew I had plenty of time to go to my favorite café, eat lunch and get back to school.
In Bailey’s Prairie there was one place where everyone young and old went to when they just wanted to chill: Coffee Fusion. With very laid back surroundings, comfy couches and free internet, Coffee Fusion was my absolute favorite place to be in the whole world. During the day it was usually occupied by the older generations, and occasionally the odd truant. In today’s case, that truant was myself. Not that it mattered really, the owner didn’t care who was there as long as they bought something.
Not really knowing anyone there I decided to place my order and sit down. Within minutes my food was brought to me and I dug in. The coffee wasn’t as good as Star Bucks, but the atmosphere and food was definitely better. When I was there I always felt like I could relax and just be myself.
My happy mood was shattered the next instant when the bane of my existence strolled through the door. For a moment I forgot all about my questions and focused solely upon the feeling of dread that had formed in the pit of my stomach. It was bad enough I got bullied at school, but now it looked as though I was about to be bullied in my one safe haven.
At first Demi didn’t seem to see me, placing her order at the counter she was very oblivious. That didn’t last long however, because as soon as she turned around Demi spotted me hiding in my little corner of the café. Smirk ever in place, she made a bee-line for my table. I thought about kicking the chair away from the table but quickly abandoned the idea once I realized that she would just grab another chair and sit down anyways.
As expected, Demi grabbed the chair opposite myself and sat down. She smiled a wide genuine smile, almost like we were best friends who had known each other for years and were just sitting down for a nice lunch. Maybe in another life.
The way she was looking at me was very disconcerting. I was used to Demi’s usual leering smirk. This… this was new.
“Um.. Hi.” I said awkwardly.
“Hey. Didn’t expect to see you here, Selena. Aren’t you supposed to be like, the good girl?”
Of all the things Demi could have said, I didn’t expect that.
“I.. well the school doesn’t accept plastic and I was hungry so I guess I just came here for some lunch.”
Demi nodded. “Yeah that’s pretty retarded. I mean, who carries cash these days?”
We both giggled. It was so surreal. It was the middle of the day and I had snuck off campus to get lunch and now I was having a normal conversation with the girl who liked to use me as her personal punching bag. What the hell?
“Are we really doing this?” I asked tiredly.
Her eyebrows scrunched up in thought adorably. “Doing what?”
I sighed. “Are we really sitting here, pretending the last few years haven’t happened? That you didn’t kiss me three weeks ago?”
Demi’s curious gaze turned cold and despondent. Any opening I may have had poofed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Anger bubbled up inside me. I didn’t want it to go this way. I wanted to be calm and collected as we discussed what happened but Demi wasn’t cooperating. How dare she pull this shit.
“Don’t..” I kept my voice low. “Don’t you dare try to act like nothing happened. For like two years you made my life hell. Every freaking day I wanted to go home crying but I couldn’t because that would mean having to go home and see my dad. I can handle him yelling at me at home, but the one place where I go to feel safe where I should feel safe, ends up being just as bad as being at home. All because of you!”
I could have sworn I saw Demi look guilty, but I brushed the thought away. Not likely, but if she was, damn right she should.
“And then you kissed me. What the hell was that about? What were you even thinking? You don’t randomly kiss people just because you feel like it. It doesn’t work like that! Especially with me. Where do you get off doing that after all the time you spent making me feel miserable?”
Demi looked me straight in the eye and calmly replied, “We already went over this. Because I own you, Selena.”
My jaw dropped at the bluntness of her words. A retort was working its way out but Demi cut me off.
“Admit it Russo, you’ve been mine ever since that first day in English. Maybe you didn’t realize it but the second we met your heart became mine, whether you wanted it to or not.”
To say I was stunned was quite the understatement. How did she even come up with this? Talking about how my heart belonged to her or whatever. What complete and utter bull-
“It’s not like I blame you,” Demi continued. “I am hot, so I expected you to stare. Most people would have found that to be like really weird. That’s okay though. I didn’t mind because you’ve always held my heart.”
I didn’t think my jaw could have dropped any further than it already had but it did. What. The. Fuck?! Was I on some kind of weird hidden camera show? Cuz this was just too far out there. Demi Munroe, my tormentor of two years, was telling me I had her heart. On a scale of 1-10 of not making sense this was a 20. Plus? That line was so cheesy, it sounded like someone’s badly written script for a crappy romance movie.
When I said nothing Demi’s face clouded. “Look, don’t freak out about it. This doesn’t change anything. I’m still going to push you around at school and be a bitch, and you’re going to like it. Okay?”
I nodded dumbly.
“Great!” she smiled widely. “So what are you doing Saturday night?”
Apparently I was incapable of speech at the moment because all I could do was shake my head. This didn’t seem to faze her though as Demi pushed right on through.
“Good. We’re going to the movies. I’ll pick you up at seven. “ The waiter finally brought Demi’s order in a box and she grabbed it and stood to leave. “See you at school Selena.” Demi winked and walked out of the café.
As I sat at my little table I couldn’t help but wonder how every time I saw this girl she would always leave me gaping after her. Honestly, everything she said was so ridiculous. First she beats me up, then she kisses me, then she ignores me and finally she tells me I ‘have her heart’ but she’s still going to bully me. This was like some weird roller coaster. Then she tells me-
Oh my god… Demi just asked-told me we’re going on a date Saturday night. Or I think it’s a date anyway. How? What? Huh? Oh my godddd this girl was so confusing. I swear by the time this whole.. ordeal is over, I will be certifiably crazy. Actually, I think I already am because that’s the only way I could ever go out with a bully.. right? I put my face in my hands. I was so screwed.
Author’s Note 2: So… good? Bad? Should I quit now? Please review, it makes my day. I get tons of story alerts in my inbox so I know people are reading it, but I appreciate your input even if its only like ‘I hated it’ or something like that. If nothing else it lets me know what you guys want and that’s all I wanna do is make you guys happy. So help me help you
Disclaimer: as always, don’t own them, only my little ideas.
Rating: T
Authors Note: Well… I got lots of reviews so even though I was secretly planning on discontinuing this after the first chapter.. well not secretly I intended to write a second chapter but I was quickly losing interest in it. But then I got so many reviews I was like ‘aw ok if you guys reeeally want it’ lol. I don’t think this is as good as chapter one but hey. Oh and ch 3 is half way done already :3 ALSO! No offense to Bailey’s Prairie Texas, I literally just Wiki’d Texas cities and picked at random. K thaaaanks.
Roxie: haha glad you liked it. Twisted is good I think?
Demena-x: lol thanks im happy you liked it. Heres ch 2. Is it okay?
thousand lies: I hope I don’t disappoint
KayCee89: I’m glad my writing was halfway decent lol. I’m not sure how it will turn out in later chapters
cuz I’m not as inspired but for you I’ll try J
Geez Geena: glad u liked it. Aaaah the pressure to not have too much or too little detail!! Lol jk
YouTellMe: I know it amused me while writing it
NicnicBbycakes: yay thanks!
aznsmartalec: lol ty for the review
nydivaa0x: yes ma’am lol ty for the review
frostygrl: isn’t it though? Ty for your review
steph: Yes ma’am :)
letscall-l: yeah I wanna make demi a cocky little bitch haha.
For the next few weeks life continued much as it did before. Demi still bullied me every chance she got, but she never mentioned what happened. I would have thought she had forgotten the whole thing if not for the knowing glint Demi got in her eyes every time she pushed me. So clearly this hadn’t just been my imagination running off with me. That day had actually happened and Demi most definitely remembered it. So all I could think was what the hell was going on? Why had Demi kissed me? Why was she pretending nothing happened, and I why was she still picking on me? These were all valid questions that I wanted answers to and I intended to get them, one way or another.
The problem with that idea? I had absolutely no clue how I was gonna go about getting those answers. Except for the bathroom incident, Demi was always surrounded by her followers. I had enough trouble with Demi alone, add her underlings to the mix and I was more likely to get my ass handed to me before I got two words out than get the answers I was seeking. Obviously I would have to wait for Demi to be alone for our confrontation. Unfortunately I didn’t see that happening any time soon.
Surprisingly an opportunity presented itself not a week later. Like most of my classmates I bought lunch in the school cafeteria. This usually wasn’t a problem for me but ever since I’d come out, my dad had stopped paying for things. That included my lunch, so lacking cash I was left with my debit card. My school, being the POS that it is, didn’t have a machine that I could swipe my card through. Now I’m never one to break the rules, but Dad didn’t cook last night so I was freaking starving. Bailey's Prairie is such a tiny town and everything is immediately next to everything else so I knew I had plenty of time to go to my favorite café, eat lunch and get back to school.
In Bailey’s Prairie there was one place where everyone young and old went to when they just wanted to chill: Coffee Fusion. With very laid back surroundings, comfy couches and free internet, Coffee Fusion was my absolute favorite place to be in the whole world. During the day it was usually occupied by the older generations, and occasionally the odd truant. In today’s case, that truant was myself. Not that it mattered really, the owner didn’t care who was there as long as they bought something.
Not really knowing anyone there I decided to place my order and sit down. Within minutes my food was brought to me and I dug in. The coffee wasn’t as good as Star Bucks, but the atmosphere and food was definitely better. When I was there I always felt like I could relax and just be myself.
My happy mood was shattered the next instant when the bane of my existence strolled through the door. For a moment I forgot all about my questions and focused solely upon the feeling of dread that had formed in the pit of my stomach. It was bad enough I got bullied at school, but now it looked as though I was about to be bullied in my one safe haven.
At first Demi didn’t seem to see me, placing her order at the counter she was very oblivious. That didn’t last long however, because as soon as she turned around Demi spotted me hiding in my little corner of the café. Smirk ever in place, she made a bee-line for my table. I thought about kicking the chair away from the table but quickly abandoned the idea once I realized that she would just grab another chair and sit down anyways.
As expected, Demi grabbed the chair opposite myself and sat down. She smiled a wide genuine smile, almost like we were best friends who had known each other for years and were just sitting down for a nice lunch. Maybe in another life.
The way she was looking at me was very disconcerting. I was used to Demi’s usual leering smirk. This… this was new.
“Um.. Hi.” I said awkwardly.
“Hey. Didn’t expect to see you here, Selena. Aren’t you supposed to be like, the good girl?”
Of all the things Demi could have said, I didn’t expect that.
“I.. well the school doesn’t accept plastic and I was hungry so I guess I just came here for some lunch.”
Demi nodded. “Yeah that’s pretty retarded. I mean, who carries cash these days?”
We both giggled. It was so surreal. It was the middle of the day and I had snuck off campus to get lunch and now I was having a normal conversation with the girl who liked to use me as her personal punching bag. What the hell?
“Are we really doing this?” I asked tiredly.
Her eyebrows scrunched up in thought adorably. “Doing what?”
I sighed. “Are we really sitting here, pretending the last few years haven’t happened? That you didn’t kiss me three weeks ago?”
Demi’s curious gaze turned cold and despondent. Any opening I may have had poofed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Anger bubbled up inside me. I didn’t want it to go this way. I wanted to be calm and collected as we discussed what happened but Demi wasn’t cooperating. How dare she pull this shit.
“Don’t..” I kept my voice low. “Don’t you dare try to act like nothing happened. For like two years you made my life hell. Every freaking day I wanted to go home crying but I couldn’t because that would mean having to go home and see my dad. I can handle him yelling at me at home, but the one place where I go to feel safe where I should feel safe, ends up being just as bad as being at home. All because of you!”
I could have sworn I saw Demi look guilty, but I brushed the thought away. Not likely, but if she was, damn right she should.
“And then you kissed me. What the hell was that about? What were you even thinking? You don’t randomly kiss people just because you feel like it. It doesn’t work like that! Especially with me. Where do you get off doing that after all the time you spent making me feel miserable?”
Demi looked me straight in the eye and calmly replied, “We already went over this. Because I own you, Selena.”
My jaw dropped at the bluntness of her words. A retort was working its way out but Demi cut me off.
“Admit it Russo, you’ve been mine ever since that first day in English. Maybe you didn’t realize it but the second we met your heart became mine, whether you wanted it to or not.”
To say I was stunned was quite the understatement. How did she even come up with this? Talking about how my heart belonged to her or whatever. What complete and utter bull-
“It’s not like I blame you,” Demi continued. “I am hot, so I expected you to stare. Most people would have found that to be like really weird. That’s okay though. I didn’t mind because you’ve always held my heart.”
I didn’t think my jaw could have dropped any further than it already had but it did. What. The. Fuck?! Was I on some kind of weird hidden camera show? Cuz this was just too far out there. Demi Munroe, my tormentor of two years, was telling me I had her heart. On a scale of 1-10 of not making sense this was a 20. Plus? That line was so cheesy, it sounded like someone’s badly written script for a crappy romance movie.
When I said nothing Demi’s face clouded. “Look, don’t freak out about it. This doesn’t change anything. I’m still going to push you around at school and be a bitch, and you’re going to like it. Okay?”
I nodded dumbly.
“Great!” she smiled widely. “So what are you doing Saturday night?”
Apparently I was incapable of speech at the moment because all I could do was shake my head. This didn’t seem to faze her though as Demi pushed right on through.
“Good. We’re going to the movies. I’ll pick you up at seven. “ The waiter finally brought Demi’s order in a box and she grabbed it and stood to leave. “See you at school Selena.” Demi winked and walked out of the café.
As I sat at my little table I couldn’t help but wonder how every time I saw this girl she would always leave me gaping after her. Honestly, everything she said was so ridiculous. First she beats me up, then she kisses me, then she ignores me and finally she tells me I ‘have her heart’ but she’s still going to bully me. This was like some weird roller coaster. Then she tells me-
Oh my god… Demi just asked-told me we’re going on a date Saturday night. Or I think it’s a date anyway. How? What? Huh? Oh my godddd this girl was so confusing. I swear by the time this whole.. ordeal is over, I will be certifiably crazy. Actually, I think I already am because that’s the only way I could ever go out with a bully.. right? I put my face in my hands. I was so screwed.
Author’s Note 2: So… good? Bad? Should I quit now? Please review, it makes my day. I get tons of story alerts in my inbox so I know people are reading it, but I appreciate your input even if its only like ‘I hated it’ or something like that. If nothing else it lets me know what you guys want and that’s all I wanna do is make you guys happy. So help me help you