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"You can break my heart in two

But when it heals, it beats for you

I know it's forward, but it's true

I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to"

Back to You

Selena Gomez

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Chapter 27 - Party People

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Kie groaned, standing up, "If I'm going to be forced to be here, I'm at least not going to do it sober."

"Spectacular idea." I agree with a chuckle.

"I'll go sneak us something." She says, walking towards the bar, dodging a few already drunk kooks.

I stared over the party, looking at all the people enjoying their lives carefree, celebrating like they just brought peace to the world. But no, it was just rich people celebrating how wealthy they are and how perfect their life is.

"Just the girl I was looking for." Sarah Cameron strolled up to me in a white dress and a smile, taking Kie's seat. "You look beautiful."

I looked down at the red dress my aunt once wore. I felt out of place in every way possible, I never even worried about how I looked, I knew I would look like the odd one out.

"And to what do I owe the honor?" I asked her, still on the fence about the biggest trust fund baby in town.

"I need a favor." She said with begging eyes.

"I only accept payment in large bags of skinny pop," I told her, testing the waters with humor.

She chuckled, "I need you to distract my date, while I go meet John B."

"Wait, John B's here?" I questioned, wondering why he didn't want to see his friends over the girl he had a thing with. Whatever happened to bros before hoes?

"Long story." Sarah brushed it off, "Just please keep Topper busy."

"Fine. Go. I'll occupy boytoy number two... Or is he one?" I quizzed her, poking fun at her clear boy problems.

"Shut up. I'm breaking up with Topper tonight." She tells me, walking around the club to get to the opposite porch, where I see messed up brown hair pop from around the corner.

I search the crowd looking for Topper, standing alone, looking for someone, most likely Sarah. I take a deep breath before walking over to him. "Hi, I'm Sam. I think we've met before."

"Not a chance." He shuts me down, turning his back on me.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot." I press on.

He faces me, rolling his eyes, "Oh I get that happening, Auntie can't fix the problems for your boyfriend and now you want to come to me to drop the charges. Well, it's not happening."

"JJ's not my boyfriend." I correct him. "And god forbid I try to apologize and bridge a small gap in this turf war. Nevermind, you can stay here and stare into the wind in distress."

I started walking away, knowing he would call after me, "Wait- Sam."

"Yes?"

"I'm Topper Thornton." He said, reintroducing himself like I tried to earlier.

I show a smile and shake the boy's hand, "Pleasure to meet you, Mr.Thornton."

"Pleasure is all mine. Mrs. Peterkin." He says with his best manners.

"If it's not too bold for me to say, you don't seem like you're having much fun." I infer, seeing him in a party full of people, but still all alone.

"It's complicated." He shrugs.

"Oh excuse me, my non-kook brain could not possibly understand," I say with dramatics, crossing my hand over my heart.

"No, no it's not like that." He sighed, looking at me to see if I really wanted to know what was bothering him. He points to a man in the crowd, "That's my dad right there. He's worked hard for the things we have and I'm so grateful for it."

"But?" I question, sensing it coming.

"Even now he can't manage to step away from work. He's talking to some investors right now. I mean, what's the point of all this work for a great life, if you can't even enjoy it."

"Maybe he's doing it for you. So you can have both." I pose as a greater evil.

"But that's the thing, I want to earn my share too. I don't want his life dedicated to mine." Topper explains, not taking his eyes off his dad.

"That's actually very thoughtful of you," I tell him sincerely, seeing an unexpected side of this pep kid.

"Hey, I'm not normally like this you know. Telling my life stories to strangers." He starts locking himself up to me.

"No, it's fine." I urge him, pleasantly surprised to see a human underneath the hardass I've only met briefly. "We'll even the score. Ask me anything you want."

He thinks for a second but decides to roll with the topic, "What's your dad like?"

"Oh wow, your timing is impeccable." He shutters.

"What? What's wrong. You don't have to tell me." He backtracks.

"I actually got a paternity test today, I kinda am the poster child for daddy issues," I admit to him.

"Oh god, I'm sorry. Here I am, complaining that my dad does too much while...." He starts before I cut him off.

"Don't do that. One thing about people is that no one life is the same. It makes us and it makes our world. I don't want to find my dad, I just want to confirm who or if I have any siblings. Small town and all, ya know?"

He makes a face like he just smelt something sour, "Oh shit. That's some game of thrones shit right there."

"Stop it!" I smack his arm lightly, feeling disgusted in my stomach.

"I mean, you do kinda look like Kiara in some cases," I tell me.

I shake my head, even though having Kie as a sister would be eventful, it's an event I prefer to skip. "Best case scenario, I get my father's name and I find out he became a nun or something."

"Men can't be nun's." He tells me with confusion

"You get the point." I push, making him laugh.

Suddenly, Kelce comes running up to Topper, shaking him and urging him to follow him.

"Um, I'm in the middle of something." Topper fights, not wanting to be rude.

"Rafe's got the bastard that sunk your boat." He tells him and I immediately whip around to look for Pope, I find him standing next to his father, handing out seafood.

"Rafe's waiting for you. Come on." He tells Topper, starts running with him.

My heart dropped, as I started following them through the clubhouse. "Topper, where is he?!"

The two athletic boys started putting distance between us and I desperately took off my heels and ran barefoot on the stained wooden floors. I saw a heavy set security guard and chucked one heel at him, "Let's go, big man!"

He looked alarmed and finally caught on, gathering himself quickly. I made it around the corner to see the door of the men's bathroom still swinging and I barge in without even thinking about it.

I find, Rafe, powering up to punch JJ in his face as another kook boy held him in a chokehold.

"Un-freaking-believable," I yell at him, marching towards him but Topper holds me back. "Rafe, let him go!"

The security guard runs in next and the group of boys disperses to avoid getting caught. I only now see the extensive bruising on his face.

"What did you do?" I furiously question, cupping the sides of JJ's face to only have him push me away. Unable to separate his anger with me even now.

"Miss, you're not allowed in here." The large guards tell me, directly.

"Really? Are you kidding? That;'s what you care about right now?" I question, pointing over to the suspicious group of boys.

"Is there a problem here?' The guard turns to the boys finally.

"Not a problem at all officer," JJ starts to answer for them all before rethinking it. "Actually, yes. There is an issue. We got a criminal trespass in progress here. Beep! Call it in, right?"

I covered my hand with my mouth to hide the small smile when hearing his little beep.

"Blatant disrespect for private property. I'm in violation of all kinds of shit, sir. But these young gentlemen..." He continues to tell the officer while fixing Kelce's coat.

"Don't touch my shit," Kelce warns.

"...Caught me, sir, and they're about to take me away. And that's what you should do escort me out of here. You got me." JJ finished, with a smirk.

The officer grabs JJ's arm, kicking him out at JJ's own orders. The blonde smiles, turning to the rest of the boys in the room. "Fix that tied, son. You're lookin' spiffy too."

"And you guys think girls all go to the bathroom together." I tease, "Get a room."

"You little Powerpuff girls have fun." JJ taunts, sending them a wink.

"Hey, Peterkin," Rafe calls out, licking his lip, "You're lookin' pretty hot for a pogue."

JJ snapped, charging back at Rafe, with no mercy in his eyes. I sucked in a hard breath, alarmed but captivated as JJ was ready to take on Rafe. "Let's go, bitch."

"Come on!" Rafe challenged but Kelce held JJ back before the guard took over again.

My instincts took over and I hurled my last heel at Rafe's face. His head shot back, and he grabbed his nose.

"That's it!" The guard yelled, grabbing my arm as well, pulling us both into the hall.

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PLEASE BRING MORE ATTENTION TO THE "BEEP" I LOVE IT AND ITS LIKE A BABY "HOUSEKEEPING".

AND YES THIS IS THE ONLY ACCEPTABLE WHY TO USE HEELS. AND THAT'S OFFICIAL, FROM THE PENTAGON. 

SLEEP ALMOST WON AND THIS CHAPTER WASN'T GONNA BE OUT TONIGHT BUT I PERSISTED AND NOW ITS 3 AM. I HOPE YOUR HAPPY.

ALL LOVE, B