Free Bittersweet Revenge by J. L. Beck

him to be mine.
                He groans into my mouth, his fingers dig into my scalp and shoulder, the tinge of pain a welcoming feeling. The kiss ends all too soon, as he pulls away reluctantly. His face is flushed, matching my own.
                “Friends don’t kiss.” I can’t help but say, remembering the words I said to him that day, not too long ago in the library. “We were never friends Jenna.” Is all he gets to say before a throat clears behind us.
    “Mimi, can we help you?” Rex asks with a smile of the cat that ate the canary. Mimi’s face was full of excitement as she came directly over to me ripping me from Rex’s arms. The absence of his body from mine left a gaping hole.
    “You cannot help me.” She said looking at Rex, “But she can.” I was not ready to partake in any type of help that Mimi may need me for, because when she needed help it usually included some type of dirty work, and that wasn’t the type of dirty I wanted to be doing right now.
    I groaned, showing extreme disinterest in what she wanted me to be doing. “Come along Dorothy, I shall show you how to get to the yellow brick road.” Mimi said in a more than pleased tone. Rex just smiled wide. I had to let him know that I would be seeing him before I left.
    “I’ll be back as soon as I get done helping her.” I yelled to Rex over my shoulder.
    “Come on, we have to set up the pranks. I need you to be my spotter.” Mimi whispered to me, as she pulled me up the large staircase that led up to the main rooms of the house.
    “Where’s Corey?” I asked anxiously, afraid of getting caught in the act. It was bad enough that he would know that it was us who did it come Monday. I looked down the hall, as if we had already done something wrong. A white bag swished back in forth in Mimi’s hand as I followed her down the hallway, and to Corey’s room. I grew slightly suspicious when I realized she knew where it was without me even telling her.
    “How did you…” I went to ask, but was cut off as a couple exited a room to the left of us. Great now we had witnesses to our crime.
    “I saw him coming out of here with one of his sluts. No, I didn’t know where his room was. There is nothing going on between us Jenna.” Mimi hisses at me, as we tip toe the rest of the way down the hall. Right, because two girls tiptoeing around the upstairs when there’s a party raging down stairs wouldn’t draw any attention at all. They would either think we were drunk or high. That’s just what I needed to add to my already bad reputation.
    “Hey you never answered me, where is Corey?” I asked just as we made it to the door to his room. We both glance back down the hall before opening the door, and closing it behind us. I let out a sigh of relief the minute the door closes.
    “Marie’s got him preoccupied.” I roll my eyes, “and by preoccupied I assume you mean she’s taking off her shirt and showing him her tits?”
    She shrugs her shoulders and says “Basically.” As I look around the room, I take notice of the fact that it’s extremely clean, like scary OCD clean. Does she even have the right room? Nothing looks as it did the last time I was here. The bed is pulled down, the black sheets a mess; there are no posters on the walls or pictures hanging anywhere. Its crisp, clean, and guy like. Mimi takes the bag and walks over to the attached bathroom. I follow behind her, not wanting to be in this room any longer than needed.
    “Here, unwrap these.” She says handing me six small cubes wrapped in foil, what the hell?
    “What the hell are these?” I ask as I pull the foil off of them. I take notice of the smell of beef, and realize that the smell is in fact coming from the small objects in my hands.
    “Bouillon cubes, really Mimi, really? What are you doing with these?”  We enter his shower which is about the size of my bedroom at home. I guess that’s what you get when your dad's a