"I'll Be There For You"

I was thinking of what the perfect present for Kittay Katty would be. I thought and I thought and I thought. Then an idea struck me. She is always saying how she wants to move out of the Curtis house. I have been thinking about moving out myself. Then I thought who is one of Kitty's other favorite people in the world?

Two-Bitch.

So Two-Bit and I put our minds together to come up with a plan. Scary, I know.

So for weeks Two-Bitch and I searched. (Well mostly me. :P ) Then we found the perfect place. A three bedroom, two bathroom apartment that was at a reasonable price. 5 gold stars go to Jelly and her Sam Winchester worthy research!

Then I had to face the terrifying task of convincing Darry. It took about an hour of begging, telling him every single detail, and me fake crying a little to finally get him to say............YES!!!!!

As a cover I gave Kitty Rio and Seven & The Ragged Tiger (which are both Duran Duran albums :P ) and pretended that those were her real presents.

Flashforward to yesterday. During the day Two-Bitch and I put the final touches on the apartment. Actually more like me. He sat down after about 20 minutes and started eating some chocolate cake he brought with -.-

Last night we pulled up to the Curtis house and sorta maybe kidnapped Kitty :P

Once we were a couple of blocks away I put a blindfold over Kitty's eyes. "Angelica! What the hell are you doing?!?!"

"You'll see." I said mysteriously causing Two-Bit to go into one of his famous laughing fits.

We guided Kitty out of the car, into the elevator and onto our floor. Two-Bit picked Kitty up bridal style causing her to yell...a lot (I should have duct taped her mouth) as I swung open the door. Two-Bit set her down and pulled the blindfold off.

A mixture of surprise, confusion, and mainly WTF crossed Kitty's face. Grinning, Two-Bit gave her a small box. She opened it and picked up her keys to the apartment. Two-Bit and I took out ours as I said "Welcome home!"


P.S. Yeah Blogger hates me. Look on FB for pics of our new place!

Mixture of Feelings

The morning after the party at Dimitri's, I headed over to his house to hang out.

I said hi to Elena on my way up the stairs and once I reached Dimitri's closed door, I knocked. "Dimitri?" I asked, wondering if he was still asleep.

"Uh...just a second." he said oddly. 'Weirdo.' I thought to myself as I waited. A few seconds later I heard a a crash. Wtf? So I opened the door to see what was going on. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Dimitri was naked on top of some half naked chick. I can't describe in one word how I felt. I felt mad, sad, dissapointed, confused.....

I turned around and left without a word. I ignored Dimitri calling my name as I ran past a confused Elena. I was walking out the door as I heard Elena yelling something at the chick.

My eyes were blurry with tears which caused me to fumble with my keys. I was still fumbling when Dimitri ran out the door in his boxers. "Jels! Please let me explain!" he pleaded as he placed his hand on my arm. I jerked my arm away and gave him an expression that was a mixture of anger and mainly hurt.

As I opened my car door I said "Screw. You."

In The Blink Of An Eye

It's amazing how fast your life can change. One moment you're blowing off some douche at the DX, and the next that same douche is attacking you.

My story starts at the DX. I was hanging out with Steve, Dimitri, and Soda like any other day. We were having a good time, when some guy comes up to me. "Hey baby." he said obviously checking me out.

"Do I know you?" I asked giving him an 'are you freaking serious' look.

"Nah, but I'm sure you want to." the dude said as he smirked. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the guys starting to tense up. I looked over and rolled my eyes as if saying 'Don't worry about this guy', not wanting anything to get started.

"You look nice in that dress," he said commenting on my sundress "but I'm sure you look even better out of it."

Before the guys could kick his ass I said with the attitude of 5 thirteen year old girls, "Why don't you take your lame ass pick-up line and get the hell outta here."

Obviously he didn't like being told off by a girl because his face got real red and he looked like he wanted to smack me. But he saw the guys and started to walk away, but not before he muttered something to me. I swore he said "You'll regret this." but I couldn't bee too sure and just blew it off.

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Not too long after that I said goodbye to the guys and headed home.

As I drove, I played some Backstreet Boys and sang along. If only I knew what was waiting for me home then. I would've turned around and taken up Dimitri's offer of waiting for him to get done with work and hanging out at his place. But, all I knew was that the Backstreet Boys reunion on Oprah was waiting for me on the DVR list.

I approached my empty house and searched for my keys in my bag. I found them just as I reached the porch. Just as I had unlocked the door someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth as they shoved me into my house. I turned around expecting it to be Two-Bit or someone playing a joke on me. It wasn't. It was the douche from the DX and he had the scariest look on his face, a look I'll never forget.

My breath caught in my throat and I bolted to the stairs. He grabbed my foot and my nose smacked onto one of the steps. I could taste blood in my mouth as he grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. "Just where do you think you're going baby?" he asked viciously as his hands dug into my arms. He took my purse and chucked it into the living room causing all its contents, including my phone, to scatter across the room. I kneed him in the groin as an escape attempt.

"Big mistake." he growled as he took me and hurled me into the living room, my side colliding with the wooden desk. I tried to ignore the searing pain as I looked for something to throw as he charged towards me. I found some paperweight but missed by mile as the pain in my side rapidly increased as soon as I raised my arm. He grabbed my shoulders and smashed my head into the mirror. I was seeing stars as he said "You just don't learn do you?" I tried stabbing him with a piece of the broken glass but he threw me aside as if I were as light as a feather.

I heard a huge crack as I landed on my left wrist. I screamed in pain as he stood there laughing, a maniacal look in his eyes.

God, I was trying so hard to think of an escape but the pain was pushing me to the brink of blacking out. My thoughts were becoming increasingly blurry as I spotted my phone, just a few feet from me. He seemed to spot it at the same time as I did. I lunged for it and was just a few inches away from grabbing it when he tackled me and slid the phone across the room. He flipped me onto my back and pinned me. "I think you need to be taught a lesson." he growled with a wicked look in his eyes.

..........Well, you're smart enough to figure out what happened next.........

I fought back, God did I fight. Every time I screamed for help or tried to hit back, he just hit me twice as hard as the last time. That wasn't the worst pain I felt at that moment. It hurt like.......I can't even compare that pain to anything I've ever felt before. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. Over and over and over again. The pain increased every time and the sick bastard enjoyed it.

When he decided he was done, he kissed my forehead and delivered a final punch to my already throbbing head. The sound of the door slamming seemed so far away as I layed on the floor of my living room, beaten and violated.

After what seemed like forever, but was probably only a few minutes, I mustered enough strentgh to roll over. With my blurred vision I located my phone across the room. I tried standing, which was a stupid idea. I ended up crawling, supporting my hurt wrist and leaving bloody handprints with my good hand.

I grabbed the phone, and called the first person I could think of. I sat shivering & shaking as the phone rang, praying that he wouldn't come back. "Hey Kitty," I said with a hoarse voice from screaming "could you.....could you come over?"