𝓘 see you left a mark. up and down my skin, skin, skin
NOW PLAYING: discipline by nine inch nails
it was raining, your clothes were all wet even with the umbrella you used. braxton was in the store too, roaming the aisles picking out particular snacks he wanted because of his somewhat intense munchies.
you immediately recognized his emo ass in one of the aisles. “braxton?” he slowly turned to you with a dumbass smile that showed off his canines and tooth gem.
“hey [❤︎] –” his sentence being cut short due to your drenched appearance, his upper lip twitches as he gawked at you trying his best not to bite you right then and there. the worker looked at him judgmentally from how brax was staring at you.
“hey!” snap! “hello, earth to braxton?” he was still out of it, until he shook himself. “my bad, i was just enjoying the view” the comment made you frown, you shook your umbrella at him.
“oops, sorry . . .” he dropped the items in his hands with a pissed off face. “you did that shit on purpose, always on that petty shit just cause i was staring” you roll your eyes “get a grip, don't nobody what an asshole like you eye-fucking them.
would you like it if a girl did that to you?” he smirked, licking over the gem “yeah, i would. at least i know i’ll be getting some play” you scoff disgustingly at his sentence, the clerk getting impatient and asked.
“y'all gonna fucking buy something or what? i don't have time for a lovers disagreement.”
you immediately shut the clerk's assumption down “we’re not together, he wishes tho” he swipes his upper lip “are you still mad about three years ago?” he puts his items on the court, the clerk begrudgingly scanning them.
“yeah, maybe i am still mad because you left me after you said you weren't going to and your sister was there too. she could probably back me up on this but y'know” he shakes his head “sure, as if she likes yo ass anyway. she didn't like the fact i was fucking you anyways”
you looked away from braxton, the loser didn't regret a word he said at that moment. “but you still look good tho after three years” you cross your arms, eating a stick of gum from the pack you just bought “shove it. . .”
you walked out the door back in the rain.
he thanked the clerk and went out the door to his car. you were still walking as he was able to catch up to you “at least lemme drive you home?” you ignored him, thunder rumbled loudly as he asked.
“i'm fine, but thanks tho” he scoffed, parking the car and getting out of it
“you still on that petty shit still? forreal? i know you still mad-”
“no shit, i still am. you left me because your sister didn't like me and kept comparing me to someone who you were with before me, she doesn't even have a right to critique me knowing how she ghosts past people she's dated.”
“ay, don't talk about her like that.”
“oh, but she can talk shit about me tho?”
“i didn't say that, just calm down”
“you are such a kissass when it comes to her”
“she's my sister, the fuck do you expect?”
“fuck you too, you sensitive little-”
“a sensitive little what? finish that sentence, brax– i dare you . . .”
he stared at you as you walked closer to him, leaving the umbrella on the ground.
your gum’s bubble popped. after it did so, you took it out of your mouth, held his jaw and placed it on his tongue. “there you go, doing that tempting shit”
you guided the both of you to the hood of his car. “you love it tho” he breathes heavy through his nose, kissing up on the wetness of your shirt. you ran a hand through his curls, him folding into your touch. “i would let us try again but-”
you looked toward the glowing object in his pocket. he pulled the phone and kissed his teeth “damn . . .”
“speaking of the devil. oh look, if it isn't your guard dog calling”
he shushed you, pressing the green accept button. “hey, jay. why'd you, uhm- hmm-hmm- call me?”
“what are you doing? you not with [❤︎] are you?”
he sighed as he felt her behind him “what the fuck, jay? i don't need to be watched, you weirdo” she laughs to herself “you’re my baby brother. if it's to keep you away from people like her, it's worth it”
“well hello to you too, jaden”
“i'll pretend like you're not here . . .”
“really? hey, jay? does it still eat you alive when you rethink about what you did three years ago, jaden?”
braxton looks at you both, confusion plastered on his face. “jade, what is she talking about?” you slid off the hood of his car and stood beside them both.
“she didn't want you to be with me because she would make passes at me and wanted me for herself. she told me to lie to you about it being something about your exe or whatever the fuck. but like she always does, she ghosts people and doesn't want anyone to bring up how she acts.”
jade's eyes go big, trying to get him and herself away from you. you kept eye contact with her as they both moved away from you.
“brax, she's lying. i didn't do that shit.”
“nah, but you did. you said if i wasn't with brax, you and me would've fucked by then. that time i stayed the night at you two’s place and you were saying that to me in the kitchen one night where brax was sleeping close by on the couch. don't lie now, jay.”
he moves his arm away from jade, getting in his car and driving back home. jade watched him drive off as she walked up to you “you didn't have to say shit, now look what the hell happened”
“well, you shouldn't have been touching up on me knowing damn well that i was going out with him at the time”
“but that was three years ago?”
“three years and you still try to call me? you're not slick, i should've told him that too” jade grabbed your face with her left hand, staring you up and down.
the rain was in fact not helping. “but you never told him that i fucked you too, but it was so good it made you keep quiet. even when you would stare me down at the parties we'd throw”
her hand moved to your throat, squeezing slightly and pulling you closer to her “you're sick, [❤︎] . . . really fucking sick”
“you didn't say that when we fucked, now did you?” she let go of you, breathing heavily trying to stop herself from whatever she was gonna do. “just say you missed me and i'll go”
you whispered in her ear, biting it. your hand moving up and down her shirt. her mouth made a way to your neck, the cold touch of her piercing made contact with your skin causing you to shudder underneath her.
bite markings appearing along your neck. she was able to draw blood from it, her hands placed on your drenched body. locking eyes with you, her hand wiped the blood from her lips. she pushed you off her, you stared at her with a smirk.
“i gotta go catch up to braxton and get away from your crazy ass” you looked up at her, kissing her lips, enjoying how her piercing felt once more.
“bitch . . .” her voice is loud enough for you to hear.
“i know” you said to her as you backed away from where she stood. picking up your umbrella, walking away. she stared at you as you walked, heading into her own car to go back home.
𐔌 . ⋮ © ɘthereal '26 🦌❤︎.ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
a/n: i love it but don't really know wtf this is. i apologize for my absence, life always happens . . .
