A&W by Lana Del Rey

It's not about having someone to love me anymore. This is the experience of bein' an American whore.

Tiger had called the others for an emergency hang out in her basement after I left the House for good. She had given me a change of clothes that I put on as we waited for the guys to arrive. I wear ripped low waisted jeans with a thin chain, a skin tight cropped long sleeved black shirt and a black leather jacket. This is the kind of outfit Tiger wears often.

 "So you get a chance to grab any money on your way out?" Yoda asks with a smirk.

"I wish, Tiger's letting me crash here for as long as I need. I'm gonna need to start getting a cut out of what we deal cause i'm not getting anymore of their money." I laugh. We start playing truth or dare to occupy our attention as we get even more drunk.

The others aren't as drunk as me because Tiger and I had been out all night already and they were just starting, Tiger gets drunk but not badly. 

"Cash, Truth or dare." Tiger asks. "Dare." I reply courageously. "Take a piece of clothing off every time someone chooses truth for the rest of the game." She dares me. I nod in acceptance, "T-Rex, Truth or dare?" I ask.

"Truth." He smirks, I smirk and happily remove my socks. "What is the weirdest thing you've ever done?" I ask. "Tiger." He answers simply, I take a moment before realising what he means and my jaw drops in shock.

"Triceratops, truth or dare?" T-Rex asks. "Truth." He grins, glancing towards me. I unzip my jeans and roll them off.

It doesn't seem to matter to anyone anymore about the questions, everyone seems to be getting lazier and lazier with their questions only caring about one goal.

"Yoda, truth or dare?" Triceratops asks. I don't even need to listen before removing my warm leather jacket, leaving me in only my t-shirt and underwear, a pink lacy set I had bought back when I was with Jameson, when I had thought we would take the next step at some point.

"Tiger, truth or dare?" Yoda offers. "Sorry babes, Truth." She laughs. I giggle and peel my t-shirt off my body. They are lucky that I am drunk beyond repair right now.

"Paris, truth or dare?" Tiger asks. "Well last time I chose dare this happened so truth. Plus you said if anyone else chooses truth so I'm safe." I justify.

"Fine, if the Hawthorne House went on fire and it was only you and the four boys, you're safe and can only choose to save one, who would you save?" Tiger asks.

"I'd probably let them all burn." I snigger. "Answer the question or take three shots." Yoda offers. I grimace and pick up a shot glass, filling it up to the top with vodka and downing it, followed by another, then another.

By the time I'm finished, my throat feels like it's burning. I hear them all cheer for me as I laugh to myself.

"T-Rex, truth or dare?" Tiger asks for me, i can feel my vision becoming slightly fuzzy and my head feeling significantly lighter. I already accept my fate of having to take my bra or thong off in front of everyone.

"Dare." He sighs, looking towards me and winking, seemingly sparing me. The others take a moment to think, "We dare you to take off Cash's next piece of clothing.." they start.

He sighs and rolls his eyes telling me to turn around, I do and just as he's about to take it off they add something "..with your mouth." Tiger giggles.

We both grimace, "oh come on, live a little." Triceratops throws a couple of his salted nuts that he is snacking on at us making us both laugh slightly.

T-Rex places his hands behind his back and leans down to the height my bra hook is. "Oh I have got to record this." Tiger laughs taking her phone from her pocket.

I notice her start recording as T-Rex begins undoing my bra with merely his teeth, all of us laughing hysterically at his poor attempts.

I eventually feel the little pop as it separates. I lean back again in the seat and get a little surprise when I see a sort of blurry figure of him kneel on the floor below me. He uses my wrist to pull me further towards him.

He starts pulling the rest of my bra off, tickling my nipples as he does so. I hear Tiger wolf whistle jokingly when she sees me. "Shit Cash, never knew you had a piercing. That's really fuckin' hot." T-Rex laughs.

"Bet it would look even better in your mouth." I smirk. Everyone erupts in laughter. I see his figure lean forward and I feel his lips gently kissing around the piercing, then putting it in his mouth, playing with it with his tongue.

"Call me." He winks when he separates from me. We all laugh.

Tiger moves towards me with her phone, taking photos of me, I pose as everyone cheers me on. "Saving that one for later are you?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"How did you know?" She gasps jokingly. The doorbell rings upstairs and we all look around, confused as to why someone is at the door at 4am. 

"Hey Cash, I dare you to up there and answer my door." Tiger dares, being too lazy to get up herself and do it. I throw my bra on again, followed by the jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket. 

I race up the staircase as quickly as possible until I reach the front door. 

I open the door, and when I'm met with a crowd of paparazzi flashing photos of me and asking questions, I quickly turn away and stick my finger up but they keep flashing photos. Without turning back around and giving them the photos of me that they want I kick the door shut.

"The fuck was that?" Yoda asks as they all race up the stairs hearing the commotion.

"Paparazzi." I answer briefly. I run towards Tiger's kitchen, grabbing paper and a thick sharpie. I write something, then write something else on other pieces of paper.

I hand all five of us a piece of paper and together we head back to the door. We set up so all of our paper can be seen and on the opposite hand we each give them the finger.

I pull the door open and smile sarcastically as they take photos of us. My paper says 'Fuck' next to me Tigers' says 'You,' next to her is Yoda 'Avery' then T-Rex's 'Kylie' then finally Triceratops' 'Grambs'. 

Once I decide they've got a sufficient amount of photos I slam the door shut again.

I woke up the next morning with a pulsing headache, I had fallen asleep with my head laying on T-Rex's chest.

I checked my phone the second I woke, about a thousand missed calls from everyone except Avery. The only texts I read are from Max, who fills me in on everything going on right now. 

She informs me Zara's ring and Nan's both have inscriptions that are coordinates to a holiday house in Costa Rica. She also tells me Nash and Libby have been helping by searching for the man Avery played chess with in the park, they received a note telling them to stop looking. Xander apparently has a theory that Rebecca's Mother is Toby's biological Mother, this theory was just proven to be true by Mrs Laughlin. She also informs me Grayson and Avery have a television interview today.

I leave Max's text on opened. I check the news and just as we had hoped, a photo of us five headlined with the title 'What's really going on in Hawthorne House?' I read the article and see another photo of me facing away with my finger up.

T-Rex, Triceratops and I are the only ones up so we turn the TV on and leave it on the channel it was last on. I place my phone down as we watch the small box. 

Yoda snores quietly, having fell asleep on the floor behind the couch. 

I watch in shock when my sister and Grayson appear, they both sit on chairs close to each other. 

An interviewer asks them questions and they answer with polished and rehearsed answers. None of us speak as we watch, the interview seems to be coming to a close when they use the prize questions.

I see a photo of us five with our signs. We all cheer, receiving a couples mumbles of 'shut up' from Tiger and Yoda.

"Recent images have suggested a breakaway from you and your youngest sister Paris." The interviewer asks. 

"Yes, Paris has chosen to leave The Hawthorne House and stay out of contact from us." Avery explains. 

"And why is that?" The interviewer asks. "I think the transition from living a normal life to having billions of dollars, receiving death threats, being objectified with cameras everywhere she goes and the impact of the media has likely and understandably been too much for her. I think she just needs some space and hopefully she will come back to us soon." Grayson explains calmly.

Did Grayson just defend me? After what I've done?

T-Rex and Triceratops both laugh at him, I pretend to laugh a little as well.

"And what is your response to these images submitted by an anonymous sender?" The interviewer asks, now showing images that take me out of my thoughts. 

One is from last night, taken through the window of the club, my skirt is pulled down to my hips, my top is pulled up only just covering my breasts. The photo depicts one of the guys taking a shot out of my belly button. 

The next image is me walking into the tattoo parlour with Tiger. 

Another image shown is Tiger and I getting into her car.

The next is me entering The Hawthorne House.

"Could you turn that off please?" Grayson says, his voice very stern and protective. "I don't think its appropriate to be showing this on live television when Paris is a sixteen year old girl who isn't currently present to consent to any of these photos being shown." He defends.

The photos are quickly taken off the screen. "Let's move onto the last question shall we?" She asks. 

Anonymously submitted. That's not paparazzi. That means maybe the stalker who threatened my life has been following me.

The screen is now filled with Avery and Toby playing chess in the park together. My eyes widen. "Shit.." I mutter. "What?" T-Rex asks, "I just remembered I left my favourite dress at the house." I lie, realising I can't tell anyone. "I'll buy you a new one." He shrugs.

"Can you tell me who this is?" The interviewer asks. "That's my friend, Harry." Avery says, I can tell she is scared but she hides it well.

"Is there a possibility that this is Toby Hawthorne?" She asks. They both say nothing, "What is your connection to Toby Hawthorne?" The interviewer pressures. 

"I'm his-" Avery starts but is cut off by Grayson colliding his lips into hers. I freeze. 

"Turn it off." I order. "What? Why? It was just getting good." Triceratops complains. "Just turn it off." 

Grayson kissed Avery. 

(a/n. Early update this week because I'm bored waiting for Speak Now Taylor's Version. I'm literally so excited to hear my all time favourite album re recorded. Anyway, enjoy the chapter and Happy Speaknowmas!)