Donnie scoffed and she honestly thought maybe he would beg for her to come back and if he did, she wasn’t exactly sure what she’d do she just hoped she was high enough to ignore the heat between them, she doubted that though, because being high seemed to intensify the electric feel between them like it was in that moment and she found herself wanting so badly to kiss him. She wanted to take back everything she’d said. More than anything though she couldn’t fight the jealous ping of energy that ran through her when Donnie wrapped his arm around Lauren’s waist and pulled her close like he was completely over her and him and Lauren were happy together.
It was the worst feeling in the world. Her entire body ached and she could feel her heart break, because every cruel thing Collin had said about Donnie felt true in that moment and it killed her that she wasn’t the one he was fighting for anymore, she’d really fucked up this time and there was absolutely nothing she could do. Tansy hated not having people bending at her will, it was frustrating and Donnie knew exactly what to say to piss her off.
"You're full of shit Tansy." he held her eyes and she forced herself to hold his as he shrugged like there’d never been anything between them but sex and her jaw clenched. "How's life going with Collin? Any trips to the hospital lately?" his smirk was dark and his words were cruel, she’d thought with all the drugs in her system she could take his comments, however she was wrong. Had they been from anyone else she wouldn’t have cared, but somehow his words were as painful as if he’d literally stabbed her in the heart with a knife. She hated that he was using the night Collin had nearly killed her against her.
However, Tansy didn’t falter. It wasn’t in her nature to fall apart in front of people no matter how badly they hurt her. However it was clear in her eyes the pain she was feeling, how badly his words had hurt her and she made sure to hold his gaze and let him see it, not that she didn’t deserve it. She honestly deserved Donnie at his worse for what she’d done to him. She took a drag off her cigarette, before dropping it to the floor and stomping it out with her heel.
“Yeah, guess I’ve always been full of shit.” She said calmly holding his eyes, shrugging, ignoring his comment about Collin and the hospital, because she was scared she’d really fall apart if she talked about it. “You use to like that.” She breathed, wicked smirk on her lips, she took a step forward, close enough that all she had to do was lean up on her toes and their lips would be touching and she could feel that tension between the three of them, it was suffocating and thick enough to cut with a knife. She knew Donnie was on the verge of giving in, because it was taking everything in her to hold back, the heat was unmistakable.
“If you kiss him here…” Tansy trailed off pressing her lips to the corner of his jaw and letting them linger there for a second to long, before pulling away. “It really gets him off.” She smirked like she was giving Lauren a lesson on how to fuck Donnie, she took a step away. “Have fun with suicide Barbie.” She taunted before walking past him quickly because she was ten seconds from begging him to take her back.
She turned the corner quickly before ducking into the bathroom and thankfully she didn’t see anyone in there. She let out a frustrated noise, throwing the keys hard into the wall. “Shit, Tans.” Baylee’s gasped and Tansy jumped when she saw her friend sitting on the floor, the keys having landed right next to her, massacre trails running down her face and Tansy went and sat next to her. They’d talked for a few moments, but it was clear that both of them were really fucking high and before Tansy knew it the two of them were making-out pretty intensely.
Lux and Collin had gone out the back door, behind the school and they’d both shot up. They’d talked shit on nearly everyone in the group before they’d snorted some coke. Reed had, had one of his violent coughing attacks, coughing up a dangerous amount of blood and when Collin asked questions he evaded them quickly. By the time Lea had found him and Collin they were dangerously fucked up and Lux’s temper was on the rise all it would take was saying the wrong thing to set him off and Lea had done just that. She nagged him about getting fucked up and about his medication and he’d slapped her hard enough it’d made her stumble backwards, before tripping and falling.
He’d gotten agitated and ripped her up by her arm from the ground. Collin only smirked at his violence. Eventually him, a puffy eyed Lea, and Collin had gone back inside only. It was then that Reed saw Kaleb and Candie together and his entire body tensed. His fists were clenched so tightly, his knuckles had started to turn white. Lux had started after them with every intent to put Kaleb in the hospital only Collin had enough sense to stop him.
It killed Lux, there was absolutely no word to describe how much he hated Kaleb and how badly he missed Candie. He was going out of his mind, the fact that even if he fought for her, she’d never really be his or the fact that he’d fucked up so badly that his girlfriend might be pregnant all of it was building up inside of him, making it dangerous for whoever he snapped on, which would more than likely be Lea.
“I want to talk to her.” Reed said his eyes on her. “I wanna know what the fuck he’s got that I don’t.” he spat.
“Baby, let’s just go home.” Lea begged him and the fear that she might lose him to his ex was clear in her voice. “Come on, we can go get high at home and fuck the rest of the night.” She continued to beg tugging on his arm like a little girl.
He ripped his arm away harshly. “I. Said. I. Just. Want to talk.” He repeated letting her know it wasn’t up for debate. He turned to Collin then, paying him off a shit tone of money to distract Kaleb, he watched Collin head over to Kaleb and interrupt Candie and Kaleb, before he turned back to Lea. “Don’t worry baby, you know your my number one.” He said almost mockingly, before kissing her hard, but the kiss was empty.
He left her there and headed towards Candie. He grabbed her wrist roughly and pulled her through the crowed of grinding bodies holding onto her wrist tightly so she couldn’t slip away, before they slipped out into the hallway alone and he smirked as he tossed her into the lockers roughly, despite the fact they were in the middle of the hallway and anyone could see them.
“Not even a fucking explanation!” He yelled, his voice rough, almost raw. “Jesus Candie, I at least expected you to beg for my forgiveness. To fight for us, not just give up.” He scoffed. “Oh but that’s right, I forgot you don’t give a flying fuck about anyone else’s feeling but your own!” He spat slamming his fist into the locker centimeters from her head, denting the lockers and making it very clear that if he wanted to he could hurt her, because he was nowhere close to the love sick puppy he’d been only a month ago. He was fed up of her fucking games and the way everything had ended.