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~De-crowning The Kings~

~All Rights Reserved~

~© 2020 Shmittylove_~

Getting the school hall ready for the dance wasn't at all that taxing.

All I did really was; throw some white glitter on already sticky red and pink balloons, and make sure that the disco lights had batteries in them for Thursday.

Once I did that, I was free to leave. But the moment I stepped out of the school, it was pitch black dark outside. I knew I couldn't call my parents to fetch me because they left in the morning for some business trip. Amy was probably still having to deal with the China incident. And I really hate driving, so if I don't really need my car, I leave it at home.

But you need your car now stupid. My conscience scolded. Well I didn't need it then, but now I'm in quite a pickle.

Deciding it was best to just start walking, I begin my walk and scold myself for having gotten my hoodie soaked earlier on today. I take a left onto my street then come to a halt when I see my porch light on.

I look at it skeptically and brush it off, maybe it was left on and I didn't notice it because it's light during the day. I tell myself then continue walking. When I get to our big black gates, I notice they are unlocked, in actual fact, they are wide fricking open!

I look around the street and notice no unusual cars or figures, so I step into our property, and let out a sigh when I see my dog Prince running towards me.

At least I'm not alone.

Yes, because your two year old Jack Russell will protect. Lovely thinking El.

I lift Prince up, and he wags his tail so viciously that he stumbles in my arms.

"Hey boy." I coo, scratching his head.

He leans onto my shoulder then starts barking wildly.

"You should really start paying attention to what's in your house and not outside your house. Even your 2,5ft dog saw me, love."

Love.

"Phoenix." I greet unenthusiastically.

"Aww love. You should appreciate my presence more considering you weren't blessed by it today at school."

"And what a wonderful day I had." I reply, putting Prince down.

He walks over to Phoenix, sniffs him, then plomps his butt down right next to him.

Traitor.

"Hey boy." Phoenix mimics.

Prince's ears perk and he looks at Phoenix anxiously.

"Scram." He orders rudely.

Prince looks at Phoenix with his head tilted to the side obviously confused.

I roll my eyes and grab Phoenix' hand and drag him into my house, whilst Prince begins digging yet another hole by the succulents.

"What's wrong with you?" I ask Phoenix once we are inside.

"Really El? You kept your anger in till we got inside? What, you don't want your dog to hear you say a 'bad word'?" He mocks grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter.

Why there hell is there always fruit around everytime he is here.

"Yes, because calling you a bitch in front of my dog is going to make it want to jump on your bones, and kiss the shit out of you." I deadpan.

Phoenix glares at me and I glare back. Our glaring match continues till I finally break it and move past him to the fridge. I take out a packet of cream soda flavoured marshmellos and empty them into a bowl and move upstairs to my room.

Yes, this girl is on a diet folks.

And yes, the marshmellos came from the fridge.

I flop onto my bed and take out my phone and scroll through random aesthetics on Pinterest.

"What lovely hospitality you have, love."

I don't bother looking up and continue chewing on a marshmallow.

"Would you like some milk with those."

Before I can comprehend what is going on; cold white droplets fall from my hair onto my bedding.
I feel the liquid seep into my clothes and run down my back.

"You look dehydrated, would you like some more?" Phoenix mocks, and once again I feel a liquid run down my back, but this time the substance is not free flowing like milk, it's drips onto my bedding and there's a golden sticky syrup on my bed.

"Run." I say fuming.

Phoenix looks at my  serious face, and his facial expression turns to mortified.

Before he gets to my door, I jump from the bed onto his back and we both come crashing down.

"How dare you." Punch. "Pour milk and syrup." Punch. "Onto me, my hair, and bed." Punch punch. "You wasted so much food y-you, y-you donkey." I spit out in rage.

I take the excess yuck from my hair and smear it onto his hair and shirt. I keep doing this till I'm happy with my final result.

A syrup tie dye shirt.

Phoenix grunts as I press my elbows onto his biceps as I get up onto my feet.

"Why is it that everytime I come over to your house, I'm always attacked and or punched."

"Attacked, punched." Same thing I interject.

Phoenix rolls his eyes before continuing. "Verbally abused, although I should say; some of your insults are shit. Except the dog one—that o-one, that o-one left me scarred. I swear you got that off Pinterest, but if you didn't that's okay too." He rambles, and I smirk.

"Did I just make the Phoenix Mason Ash nervous." I say stepping into my bathroom and washing my hands.

"What! No you did not." He defends way to quickly.

I squint my eyes and look at him skeptically. "What do you want Ash?" I ask getting straight to the point.

"Me? I want nothing." He says, his cheeks changing a tinge darker. I give him a questioning look which translates to 'that's cap'.

"Fine." He huffs in defeat then remains silent.

"What do you want Phoenix?" I probe getting impatient.

"I need a place to crash, just for this week."

*Cliffhanger in process* my friends and I have this thing where if you send someone a message on WhatsApp or Snapchat, and they don't read your message but you can see their online it's called mizing. (Pronounced: my-zing) (it's a South African thing I think) anyway, anytime you about to mize someone, you send them a quick *mizing in process* message. It's hilarious (you too should be cackling)  Anyway two updates in one day?! Till tomorrow folks.