《Reckless // fezco》6
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"Hey Des, everything okay?" Rue asks seeing the mood I was in. Fez walks in behind her.
"Yea, I'm fine."
"Hey." Jules waves. I wave back. The two girls sat on the opposite couch leaving Fez to sit next to me. I felt the couch dip next to me. His leg touched mine. He wrapped his arm around me which I threw off and scooted over.
"Um are you guys okay?" Rue asks looking at the both of us.
"Yea, peachy." I sneered. Fez scoffs to himself.
"Is there a problem?" I questioned him. He looks at me before getting up and walking to his room.
"You're trippin." He says before slamming his door. I flinched when the door slammed.
"Destiny?" Jules asks before I look at her.
"Hm." I hum.
"I wanted to apologize, I'm sorry for what I said at the party. I meant not of it. I was just really drunk I had a lot of stuff going on." She chooses to apologize now when I'm having a fight with my boyfriend.
"Uh it's okay." I stuttered out. I was too focused on my situation with Fez I didn't really know what to say.
"Maybe you should go check on him." Rue suggests. My eyes land on her.
"No." I simply say.
"Why?"
"Because he started it."
"Okay but who's the bigger person?" Rue laughs. She always made sure I was being the bigger person.
"Rue?" I sigh.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" She asks. I shake my head.
"Nah." I lean my head back. I sigh before standing up. I walked down the hall and lightly knocked on the door.
"What." Fez sternly says.
"Hey." I whispered opening the door. He was sitting on the bed. He looked up at me. I closed the door and sat next to him.
"Look, I don't wanna fight" I softly say.
"Okay but we did." He turns his head to look at me. He clasped his hands together.
"Well, it'll still be going..." I trail off. "Anyways what you said earlier really hurt me. That's why I wigged out like that." I continued.
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"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get all rude and shi."
I lean back against the head board and just looked at him.
"Really?" I ask him.
"Yea." He mutters.
"Mmm." I hum. He chuckles.
"What?" He smiles.
"Nothing." I say trying not to smile but failing. He climbs to between my legs and looks at me.
"I don't wanna fight, again." He kisses me on the lips. I cup his face.
"I don't either. Plus I'll be pettier and you will get more pissed off." I huff.
"Shut up." He smiles before kissing me again. I laugh between kisses.
"Rue and Jules are out there." He mumbles.
"Mm." I hum continuing to kiss him. He snakes hand around my waist. He pulls away and pats my thigh lightly.
"Let's go." He whispers walking out the room. I roll over in his bed.
I hop up and walk into the living room. I sit next to Fez on the couch being half on his lap. I look at rue who's smiling at me. I wink at her and wrap my arms around Fez's neck resting my head on his shoulder. I kissed his neck lightly and he wraps his arm around my waist.
"Yea well I wanna have a party." Rue babbled.
"Ooo that sounds fun!" I exclaim. "We should throw one." I smirk.
"We should!" Jules pipes in.
"Fez?" I ask him.
"Sure. Makes business for me."
"Okay so where?" Rue asks. Well my mom isn't gonna be out. So why not my house.
"My mom Isn't gonna be home this weekend, she's gonna go somewhere with her boyfriend." I roll my eyes at the last part.
"Okay so your place?" Rue says. I nod my head.
"This is gonna be so fun." Jules smiles. I glance at her before closing my eyes.
"So Fez sells drugs, Des supplies the house, Jules can you bring alcohol?" Rue looks at the blonde girl.
"Yea, are you and Des getting some snacks?"
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"No! Me and Fez will." I say before rue.
"We are?" He looks down at me.
"Yes we are." I grin. Fez laughs. "Since today is Wednesday We have 3 days before Saturday so we should be good on the planning. I already have speakers. So we good on music." I finish.
"Okay so we are throwing a party!" Jules exclaims.
"I knowww." I smile. But the thing that none of us thought was this party will be the cause to a lot of problems.
It was now Friday. The 2 days I've been hanging with Fez and rue one of the days. I'm really proud of me and rue. We've been clean for a week now. Doesn't seem long but for a druggie it is.
Currently me and Fez were at The grocery store to get some snacks.
"Get a cart!" I yell to Fez.
"Aye stop yelling." I laugh and send him a playful glare. He takes a cart and I hop inside.
"How old are you again?" Fez asks leaning against the cart pushing it.
"2." I say and Fez laughs.
"God you're lucky I love you." I look at Fez and peck him on the lips. We get into the chip isle and I tell Fez to grab Doritos. He throws them at me in the cart. I pretend to fall back.
"Get Cheetos. Hot."
"Just like my baby." He glances at me.
"You have a baby!" I exclaim.
"Sadly, shawty gets on my nerves." I pick up the bag of chips and throws them back at him. He catches them and throws it at me.
"Agh."
"Are we getting drinks?" He asks pulling the cart.
"Yea, you know not everyone drinks sooo." I say as I climb out the cart. I stumbled a little getting my foot caught in the bottom of the cart which causes me to fall on the ground.
"Ow." I groan. Fez turns around and laugh.
"Hey asshole help me up." I say from the floor.
"Aw shit wish I seen this shit." Fez continues to laugh. He reaches his hand out and I grab it. He pulls me up a little to fast making me fall into him. He wraps his arms around me. Fez looks down at me and kisses me lightly.
"How did I get this lucky to have you?" He asks.
"I don't know how did you?" I grin rocking us side to side.
I was now home. Fez dropped me off. He kept all the party stuff.
"We are leaving tonight destiny,no funny business." My mom walks into my room.
"I know." I say continue watching tv.
"And I don't want you to hanging out with that Fez drug dealer." That caught my attention. I pause the tv and looked at her.
"Is this your idea or Billy's?"
"Both of us." My mom says.
"Mom it's not even like. He's helping me stay clean ma," I start. "I'm happy with him. Why can't you just let me be happy." I croak out.
"Destiny. He's a drug dealer you're around the drugs." Billy says popping up behind my mom.
"Get out! Who said you can come in here." I yell at billy.
"Don't talk to him like that." My mom sternly says.
"Mom," I start but she cuts me out.
"No, you heard him. No hanging out with that drug dealer."
"Mom! You can't judge him. You haven't even met him. You too billy. And why do you even have an input. You just started dating my mom like a week ago." I yell at them. "And I'm not gonna stop seeing Fez. He's the only one that makes me happy." I finish. My mom doesn't say anything. She storms out the room with billy following her.
"Ugh." I groan. Tomorrow night I'm definitely gonna get drunk off my ass at this party.
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