Famous Last Words, Leanne Yerdon [books to read to increase intelligence .TXT] 📗

were fine. I can deal with that but in my lips. God no. I was always afraid that they’d become infected or just the girl would poke to far in and hit my gums. Or or..just bad stuff would happen. I’m already gonna have people saying I’m just trying to be a fake emo now. I don’t need any more.

“No.” I said. Bryce chuckled.

“Yes.”
“No.” I said again. Bryce then became agitated.

“Yes you are.” He said angrily. I shook my head.

“Hell no!” I yelled the girls just sat back and watched us. It was like we were a movie and they needed the popcorn in order to watch.

“Hell yes.” He said glaring at me. I looked up at him.

“No.” I looked over at Mason for help. He had the same fear as I did hence why he had no piercings. He shook his head with a grin. An idea then popped into my head.

“I will...If Mason will.” I said looking over at Mason. Mason’s eyes widened. Bryce looked over at him pleadingly. Mason shook his head.

“No.No.NO.NOOO!No. No.”He said. Bryce groaned.

“Please...For me bro?” He questioned. Mason groaned.

“Fine.But she goes first.” He grumbled. I sighed.

“You were suppose to not give in and just say no.” I whined. He rolled his eyes.

“Just get it over with.” He grumbled. The girls grinned.

“We can do you both at the same time.” The blonde said happily. Bryce started laughing. Me and Mason both turned to him and glared.

“And what is so fricken funny?” Mason asked angrily. Bryce couldn’t stop laughing. He then breathed in deeply then looked at us with a wide grin.

“Your in kindergarten again you too. Don’t forget to hold hands when it starts to hurt yo wittle lips.” He said. I glared and grabbed Mason’s hand and pulled him along skipping to the back room of the salon where the girls were. They had clean piercing guns in there hands. They patted to folding chairs and we sat side by side.I couldn’t help but squeeze Mason’s hand as the girl came over to me with the piercing gun. I heard Mason gulp. Bryce waited outside of the room.

“Now don’t move.” The blonde girl said. The brunette nodded and leaned in towards Mason and I’s faces.

“My names Ashlyn by the way.” The brunette muttered to Mason. Mason chuckled a grin going across his lips. I rolled my eyes. Really? You find this necessary right now? The blonde beside Ashlyn giggled. Pouring a liquid onto a cotton ball and pulling my bottom lip out. She ran the cotton ball across my inner lip then the outside.

“My names Grace by the way.” The blonde muttered. I crossed my eyes and sighed. Ashlyn brought her gun up to Masons lip. Grace doing the same to me.

“Now breathe out.” They said in unison. I looked over at Mason. Mason looked at me and winked reassuringly. We both turned back and breathed out. I closed my eyes tight. I then felt a sharp pain go through my lip then go away the second it came. I gulped. The girls pulled away for a couple seconds then pulled back. I opened my eyes. My bottom lip tingled. I looked over at Mason. I couldn’t help but gasp at the silver spiked dud in his lip. This kid just went from a 9 on my scale to a complete ten. Mason looked back and looked at my lip.

“Nicee...Didn’t think you could get any sexier.” He said playfully. I turned away as the heat went up to my cheeks and I blushed. I then turned back to Grace. The gun right against the other side of my lip. I cringed a little as the liquid she put on my lips taste went through my mouth.

“Breath out.” She said. I did as she said. I closed my eyes. I didn’t feel anything. I opened my eyes.

“Are b-you guy-b gobba do b-it yet?” I asked. My eyes widened.

“Why-b do I-b sound weir-b?” I questioned. Everyone around us laughed, even Mason. I cocked an eyebrow.

“Sweety the numbness goes away after a little bit your not suppose to talk right after. I heard chuckling from outside the door. Bryce then slowly walked in.

“Couldn’t wait till that happened. Lookin good sis.” I chuckled and looked over at Mason. Mason winked at me. The girls then gave my brother two bags. Probably the antibiotics for the piercing. Bryce rolled his eyes.

“You guys are starting to make me feel like I’m your dad jeez.” Bryce said to us. We laughed and stood up from the chair and walked over to the door. I looked at him The girls didn’t even have the smarts to actually hand me a mirror. I stood up and ran out to the front of the parlor in front of the mirror. I felt the tears come up to my eyes and trace down my cheeks.

Is this what you wanted Zac? For me to look like the girls you flirted with right in front of my face. Like the girls that were to depressed to really care that you were taken. That smiled when they saw I was hurting and breaking as you talked with them more then me. When you hugged them instead of me. I started to cry harder. Was I just a rebound or something? Or was I really anything to you? I laid my hand on the mirror. I looked at my tear streaked face. My eye liner running down my cheeks. I wasn’t anything like any of the girls he liked. I was me and that wasn’t perfect like them. I wasn’t skinny. I actually had split ends. I actually worried on if my boyfriend was going to leave me or not. I didn’t do any drugs. I didn’t cuss out my teachers. I never got a detention.

“Casey? What’s wrong?” Bryce ran up from behind me and looked at me. I looked up at his face in the mirror. I shook my head and wiped my nose and turned to the girls. They looked at me questioningly.

“How much is it? I’ll pay for this kid too.” I said sniveling. Bryce pushed me aside.

“No your just going out to the car.” He said. I didn’t argue. I was going to make a complete fool of myself in front of girls I didn’t even know. And a complete idiot in front of Mason. I didn’t even know why I even cared what he would think of me. But frankly that wasn’t the top subject going through my mind. I ran out of the salon and into the car. He didn’t even act like he was upset. He got with a girl right after we broke up. The little ass probably was cheating on me the whole time.

“I knew it!” I screamed and punched the car. I screamed in pain and turned and slid down the side of the car. A raindrop hitting the top of my head. I cried harder,holding my hand as my knuckles started to bleed. I pulled my knees up and hugged them. He never loved me. I was just the girl that was there. And everyone knew. I saw what he did to so many others and yet I never really thought it would happen to me. Why did I think I was going to mean anything more to him?
I was fat I was ugly. Nothing more then any of the girls he had been with before. I was less. When we started dating he made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. Like I was better. When I was lesser then any of them. Watching him flirt with them. Watching him smile at them the way he used to at me. And he knew it was breaking me. I was breaking right before his eyes. It was like he just tore my heart right out of my chest and it didn’t even matter.

“Casey? Aww what’d you do? Come on get in the car and out of the rain. It’s not good for the dye.” I heard from Mason. I shook my head.

“I just want to sit here for a little bit.” I said as I sniveled over and over. The tears tracing down my cheeks. Mason groaned and grabbed my other hand.

“No you’ll get wet and cold and then you’ll get sick now get into the car.” He said. I shook my head,pulling my hand away briskly.

“Just stop being difficult and get in the car.”He said pleadingly. I rolled my eyes and looked up at him. His hair matted down against his face from the rain.

“Just stop being a dick and leave me be. Those girls in there are in to you. Go screw one of them and maybe when your back I’ll be in the car.” I said angrily and the tears started running down my cheeks along with the raindrops.

“What? I don’t even like them now just get into the fucking car.” His jaw clenched as he was starting to loose his patience.I groaned.

“Stop trying to tell me what to do. I just want to sit here for right now.I don’t give a crap if I get a cold. Now just go back into the fucking salon and be smart like Bryce.” I said looking up at him sadly. Mason breathed out shakily.

“Get.In.The.Car.” He said angrily. I rolled my eyes and looked away. He then grabbed my arm and launched me forward. I screamed.

“Your bleeding and I really don’t have the patience to fight with your stubborn ass.” He said angrily and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I heard the car door creak open and Mason practically threw me inside,shutting the car door. i banged on the door.

“You fucking tard! You could have hurt me!” I yelled. I looked over at Bryce who was at the door of the salon.

“Gimme a couple minuets,I’ll text you when to come out. Just give me a little with her.” Mason said to him. Bryce nodded throwing the car keys to Mason, turning back into the salon. Mason then opened the door and pushed me over. I grunted.

“I hate you.” I grumbled. I wasn’t exactly in the mood for this. I just had an epiphany on my whole life and how the love life part was a total lie. How the guy I would die for wouldn’t do anything for me. I would fight to the end of the world for him..While he was just fighting to the end of the street. Mason pulled me over to him. I struggled.

“Mason stop it! I’m not in the mood.” I said angrily and pulled away from him. I know he didn’t do anything wrong. But..when I cry he knows what happens when I’m interrupted. I need to just let it all out then it’s okay. But otherwise..it’s leave Casey alone.

“What the hell is wrong? Is it the snake bites? I mean I think mine and yours both look pretty damn good.” He said, bright eyed. I shook my head.

“It’s not about the damn snakebites. There fine.” I said simply.

“Then is it the ha-”

“No it’s not the hair either.” I grumbled. Mason sighed and turned towards me on the seat,crossing his legs.

“Then what is it?” He asked, he laid his hand on top of mine. The