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I’ve always known that I am the black sheep in my family. I’m the only person who looks like my father, the person we all despised. My family pretends to ignore it, but I know that they’re faking it. That look in their eyes whenever they talk to me. The glassy, almost fearful expression that they fail to hide whenever they look at me. I know they’re trying to be nice, but it pisses me off. We both know it’s not working.

I’ve been having bad days often, but today takes the cake. I got expelled from school for getting into a fist-fight with a girl who was bullying my little sister, Rosalie. The only reason I got expelled and not suspended was because stuff like this happened often. I always ended up getting into fights over petty stuff that I end up forgetting a couple days later.

My mother picked me up from school around 12 pm, and I immediately stormed off to my room. I feel bad for her, since she always has to put up with my bullshit. She’s the only parental figure that me and my sisters have, and she works two jobs. It must be upsetting knowing that one of your kids is a total fuckup. 

As soon as I got to my room, I slammed the door behind me and threw my backpack on the floor. I’m just done with everything. My room has always been a mess, but this time it seems even more disgusting than usual. My queen sized bed was pushed up against the back wall, and there were clothes and art supplies all over the floor. Even though I had a closet and a dresser, they’re basically empty because I can’t find the energy to put clothes in them.

I’m honestly surprised that my mother isn’t more upset with me. She’s just disappointed at this point. She knows how I am, since she had to put up with me for 14 long years. Even Rosalie acts better than me, and she’s basically half my age. I couldn’t help but get teary eyed, and I sat on the carpeted floor in front of my door. I reached into the back pocket of my low-rise jeans, and pulled out a bedazzled flask. I have no clue how my mother, or anyone at that school found out that I had it, since it was pretty obvious. My pockets aren’t big enough for it. 

I took a swig, and it tasted like normal. The alcohol had the usual artificial strawberry flavoring, except it was disgustingly warm. Well, tequila is tequila, even if it does taste like shit. It only took a minute before the once full flask was emptied. After a few minutes, I panicked after I heard someone knock on the door. I quickly stood up and kicked the flask under my bed before the door opened.

“Hey,” Tia announced. Tia’s been my best friend ever since I could remember, and she’s also cute. She was overweight, which didn’t matter to me. Her hair was teased and was dyed purple and green. She was wearing a band tee and a leather maxi skirt under her open floor length leather coat. Her trad goth makeup was very cakey, but it still looked very good. We looked completely different from each other, but we were extremely close.

“Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” I asked, sounding a lot ruder than I intended. It was a genuine question, though. School doesn’t end for another two hours or so. Tia isn’t offended, because she’s used to me at this point.

“Skipping,” She admitted. I expected this. The worst part about being expelled is that I can’t skip with Tia anymore, smoking in the bathrooms. Whatever.

“No shit, Sherlock,” I teased. “Come on, I’m bored,” I continued, leading her to the living room. I sat on the couch, and Tia took up half of it. I turned on the TV, and a movie started playing. I wasn’t sure what movie it was, since it started playing in the middle. It was interesting though, since it was about some teenagers in a church. 

Anyway, the movie was suddenly interrupted by a news broadcast. I would’ve changed it, but you couldn’t change the channel, no matter what you did. A hot news anchorwoman appeared on the screen, and she was talking about space. I couldn’t hear very well, so I turned up the volume. She mentioned a horrifying new discovery. A rogue planet, named SOR-SS, was approaching Earth. Everyone had around 8 months left to live. The predicted collision date was October 11th, which was a while away. The woman announced that money was essentially useless, and nobody was forced to go to school or work anymore. You know, since the world is ending in 8 months. At least the rich aren’t greedy this time. Well, at least there’s no school. My expulsion was essentially useless. I could hear my mother behind me, and I could hear all of the keychains on her purse, and the keys in her hand.

“I need to go pick up your sisters,” My mother told us. Whatever. At least I can hang out with Tia without being bothered. I watched my mother exit the house, and I had a devious idea. I rubbed my hands together and smirked while looking over at Tia.

“Oh, Theodora,” I said deviously in a sing-song voice. Tia looked over at me, and she did not look amused. She hates it when people call her by her full name, but I don’t care. “So like, you know how it’s the end of the world?” I asked. I’m not the best at flirting, even though I’ve slept with a bunch of people.

“What about it?” She asked, and I can’t tell if she’s done with my bullshit or not. She has really bad resting bitch face. I didn’t answer her as I scooted closer, and rested my head on her shoulder. We’ve been friends ever since we were kids, and we’ve done freaky stuff before. We’ve been friends with benefits for a while, but I want something more passionate. In response, she nonchalantly put her hand on my shoulder, pulling me into a half hug. It was nice.

“I’m horny.” I said blankly. Tia’s used to this, so she didn’t say anything. She put her arm around my waist, instead. I was wearing babydoll lingerie as a top, so it felt more intimate than normal. It tickled a little. She kissed me on the cheek, and I’m pretty sure her lipstick left a mark. I turned my head, and started kissing her. Tia wrapped both of her hands around my waist, and I put my hands around the back of her head. I could feel her tongue slip into my mouth, and I nearly melted. One of her hands slid into my back pocket, and I was throbbing. This lasted for a few minutes, until we needed to breathe. I looked at her, and there was black lipstick and lipgloss all over her mouth. I grinned, since I can’t believe that I just made out with my best friend. My HOT best friend. 

I grunted as Tia shoved me off of the couch. She quickly pulled her skirt, tights, and underwear down to her ankles. I haven’t seen her like this in a while, and it was exciting. I swiftly crawled over and got on my knees, and she pushed my head into her folds. I immediately got to work, and started eating her out. God, I love eating box. The scene unfolding was turning me on so much, that I unbuttoned my jeans and started touching myself. As I was eating her out, I put my tongue inside her hole and rubbed her clit with my fingers. I have long acrylics on, so putting them inside isn’t a very good idea. Tia’s normally not very vocal, but I could hear her gasp a couple of times. I’m very familiar with what she likes.

After a few minutes, she came on my tongue. I haven’t finished yet, so I got up and gently pushed her back so she’d be laying on the couch.

“Come here,” Tia mumbled, and I pulled off my jeans and pink underwear in one swift motion. I crawled up and sat on her face. I would’ve had her sit on mine, but she’s way heavier than me. It’s just easier this way. She started licking between my folds, and I moaned loudly. I’ve always been very vocal, and I gripped her thighs as she ate me out. I decided to return the favor again, and started eating her out for a second time. A few of her pubes got in my mouth, but I don’t care much. Bushes are hot, especially when they’re dyed purple and green to match the drapes. We stayed like this for a few minutes, and in that time I came a few times, while Tia only finished once. 

“Shit, put your clothes back on,” I panicked, and got off of the couch. I put my underwear and jeans back on, while Tia sat up and pulled her clothes back up. My mom would arrive home anytime now, and with my sisters. I don’t want them seeing the depraved shit we just did. I sprinted to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. I looked like a mess. My dark, curly hair was soaked in sweat and was disgusting. Black lipstick and lipgloss was smeared all around my mouth, and I speedily wiped it off. I didn’t need my 8 year old sister seeing that. Tia walked in soon after, and her makeup was a disaster. Most of it was smeared and wiped off, so she decided to take all of it off. I’m not used to seeing her bare face, but she’s still hot either way. I keep forgetting that Tia has olive skin, and that she isn’t pure white.

“We’re just in time, huh?” She teased as we heard the familiar sound of keys in the front door. The door quickly opened, and I could hear my family pouring in. They looked happy, so they clearly didn’t hear about the news announcement earlier, and that’s upsetting. It’s even worse knowing that innocent children will die for no good reason, especially Rosalie. I nodded, and slowly left the bathroom. I looked at my family while they were still in the entryway, and I felt incredibly guilty. They’re all going to die in 8 months, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Tia’s going to die in 8 months, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

I’m going to die in 8 months, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

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It’s been a couple of weeks since I found out about SOR-SS. I’ve been partying a lot more than I used to, and I’m already getting tired of life. I know that I should be living life to the fullest, but I can’t get out of bed unless I’m going to a party to drink. I’m more of a fuckup than I was before SOR-SS, and it’s depressing. I haven’t talked to Tia since then, and I feel incredibly guilty for it. I miss her, and she probably misses me too.

I looked at the clock on my nightstand. It’s 5:34 am, and I’m supposed to meet Dolly at 6. She’s a friend that I met at a party last week. She seems nice, but I’ve only talked to her a couple of times. She’s very attractive, to say the least.

I unwillingly got out of bed, and groaned as I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I have a bad hangover, and my head hurts very badly. I’ll have to take aspirin later. I picked up a brown camisole that’s slightly darker than my skin tone and a pair of low rise jeans out of the mess on my floor, and wandered off to the bathroom to get dressed. As soon as I got to the bathroom, I stripped and changed into the outfit I picked. I pulled the cami down a bit, so my mint green bra would peek out. It looked good, even if I was as flat as a board. I didn’t feel like doing anything with my hair, so I just left it down. My big golden hoop earrings were stuck in my curls, so I had to yank on it a little bit to get them free. At this point, the only things I needed were shoes and aspirin. I left the bathroom and wandered off towards the kitchen, and raided the medicine cabinet. The big bottle of aspirin was hiding towards the back, and I popped two before putting it away. I was all alone, since no sane person would be up at this time. I walked away to the entryway, where we kept all of our shoes. 

It was odd being alone in the house. Normally, I’d hear my mom cooking, or my siblings playing with each other. It’s peaceful in a way, even though it’s upsetting. I’ll miss this when I’m gone. I quietly put on my shoes and made sure the essentials were in my pocket. You know, stuff like your phone, lip gloss, headphones, and bedazzled pocket flask. You could never be too careful. I attempted to quietly sneak out, but the front door creaked loudly. I swiftly made my escape before one of my family members could complain. I walked down the concrete pathway, and walked down the street. I’m supposed to meet Dolly at the recently abandoned library a few blocks away. Nobody works anymore, so everything’s been abandoned.

I reached the library in 10 minutes or so, and I tried opening the front doors of the building. They were surprisingly locked, even though nobody goes here anymore. I decided to go with the next best thing, and break one of the front windows and crawl inside. I used my elbow to pound through the glass, which wasn’t the best idea because I ended up with a couple of cuts. At least I’m inside now.

Dolly obviously wasn’t here yet, but she’ll be here in a few. In the meantime, I decided to explore the building. It was just a standard library, except there’s dust everywhere as well as an occasional cobweb. There’s also no lights, which is pretty important. Considering this, the building was still very neat, excluding the huge stacks of books that are littered occasionally throughout the isles. I eventually found a book that caught my interest. It’s too dark to properly read the title, but the cover was of a woman flying a kite. I stared at the book for a couple of seconds, hoping for my eyes to adjust so I could read the cover.

“BOO!” I heard Dolly yell behind me, and she grabbed both of my shoulders. I jumped, because I obviously wasn’t expecting that.

“Dolly, what the fuck?” I exclaimed, since I was scared out of my mind. She scared the shit out of me, but I’ll excuse it for now because she’s really hot. I turned around to get a better look at her. She has a baker’s boy cap atop her head, and then my eyes wandered down. Her hair was mainly dyed midnight blue, along with yellow and brat green highlights. I couldn’t see properly in the dark, but I remembered that from the first time I met her. She had a bunch of layered, chunky necklaces on, which complimented her bikini top. I’m a little jealous, since her chest filled it out nicely. Also, I’m surprised how she’s not cold, since it’s the end of february. Her thong was peeking out from her low rise pants. She was very cute.

“Sorry, Rey,” Dolly replied, and she used her nickname for me. My name’s technically Reyna, but my heart melted when I heard her call me that.

“So, what did you invite me over here for?” I asked, trying not to look at her chest. I felt creepy and gross if I stared for more than a second, and I prayed it wasn’t obvious.

“Well, I think you’re cute,” She admitted, and I was kind of excited. I felt the same, even though I don’t know her that well. She’s acting very cocky about it, which is a little odd.

“Me too,” I agreed. I wanted to get on her good side, because I’m kind of afraid of losing her. It’s weird, though. Why do I like her so much, when we’ve only talked once? It’s probably her appearance to be honest. We both talked for a while after this, and we asked each other questions. Nothing important happened in those 3 minutes.

“So,” I started, trying to think of a good question. “Is your name really Dolly? Or is it a nickname?”

“Nickname. My ex used to call me that,” She mumbled. She didn’t like the question, but at least she was willing to answer it.

“Oh. Well, what happened to them? If you don’t mind me asking,” I asked curiously. Hopefully nothing bad happened.

“She died when her dad stabbed her,” Dolly admitted. I definitely wasn’t expecting that, but it was very upsetting. Poor girl.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I murmured, and I didn’t know how to console her. I fidgeted with my fingers until she had another question to ask.

“It’s okay. It was a few years ago, anyway,” She muttered. Since we were both sitting on the floor, I leaned my head against her shoulder. I’m trying to comfort her silently, since I’m not the best with words. She clearly respected it, and wrapped one of her arms around my waist. We sat like that for a long time, until she suddenly stood up. It startled me, since I was just starting to fall asleep.

“Look how pretty it is outside,” Dolly said as she walked down the aisle to look out the windows. I got up and followed her, and she was right. The sun was just starting to rise, and it was peeking through the windows in beautiful colors of orange and purple. I could even see SOR-SS, although it appeared to be very small and far away. It was absolutely stunning.

“Not as pretty as you,” I mumbled, and she put her hand around my waist again. We watched the sunrise for a while, and she kissed me on the cheek. It was nice, and I wasn’t really expecting it.

“Come on, I have somewhere to take you,” Dolly blurted out of nowhere. She held my hand and led me out of the library. I wonder where we’re going next.

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Dolly took me to an abandoned amusement park. Even though it’s only been abandoned for a week, it’s surprisingly very overgrown. There were weeds and vines everywhere, although it was still beautiful. Somehow, there was still power, and the whole place glowed in a comforting, slightly yellow tinted light. It was actually majestic.

“So, do you like it?” Dolly asked as she stopped walking, letting us take in the sight. We were still holding hands, so it was even better.

“It’s beautiful,” I replied quietly, and I turned my head to look at the views all around us. I could easily point out a ferris wheel, along with many other rides. There were teacup rides, a scrambler, along with a multitude of roller coasters and the scary thrill rides where they have you very high up. I’m not going on those, especially since I don’t trust the power anymore. I’ve had multiple power outages at my house, since people don’t really work anymore. They just have people who show up occasionally throughout the day to make sure the power is still on. Especially when an amusement park isn’t an essential lot. I don’t want to get stuck up there for god knows how long, even if Dolly was there.

“I knew you’d say that. What do you want to ride first?” Dolly asked

“That,” I responded, pointing towards the ferris wheel. It was the closest thing to where we were standing, so it only made sense. She led me towards the ferris wheel, and she waited so I could sit inside of the pink basket. She had to manually start it, so she stood outside and turned it on for me. After it started spinning, she sprinted towards the basket and jumped inside before it could leave the base. It was nice, although kind of awkward sitting alone with Dolly. Instead of looking at her, I looked down at the ground below us. The basket was pretty high up now, and I could feel myself getting queasy. I decided not to look anymore, and look at Dolly’s feet instead. It’s easier than looking her in the eyes. It was even worse when she got up and sat next to me, and she put her arm around my waist. I don’t know what to say to her, and I think she can tell.

“I like you a lot,” Dolly started, and she wasn’t sure how to finish her sentence. I could feel my face warming as she continued. “Anyway, I brought some stuff.” She finished, and I was confused. I was going to ask what she brought, but she answered the question for me when she pulled out a sandwich bag, and she almost taunted me with it.

“What’s that?” I asked, since I couldn’t tell with her rustling the bag like that.

“Come on, you’re not that innocent, are you?” Dolly teased. I’m not, but that’s besides the point. “I thought you’d know, since you went crazy at that party last week.” 

“Oh, shut up,” I grumbled. “I can’t tell what it is with you shaking the bag like that.”

“It’s pot,” She replied, and she tossed the bag into my lap. She had a few blunts rolled nicely inside. I don’t know where she even got this stuff, since she’s 16. Although, I’ve gotten a hold of worse, and I’m younger. I took a joint from the bag, and gave it back to her.

“Do you have a lighter?”

“Yeah, I got you,” Dolly said, reaching into her back pocket, handing me a hot pink bic. I took it and lit it, putting it back in her hand. I immediately took a drag.

“You don’t know how bad I needed this,” I murmured. Dolly giggled, and she kissed my cheek before lighting her own and taking a puff. It’s weird smoking weed on a ferris wheel, especially since you would get banned for doing so before SOR-SS.

It took around 10 minutes before both of us finished our joints. We were stoned as fuck, and I was getting sleepy. The rocking of the basket definitely wasn’t helping. Even though it was probably a bad idea, I pulled my pocket flask out of my back pocket, and took a swig. Dolly immediately snatched it out of my hands, and she easily drank half of it.

“Dang, calm down,” I joked, and I took the flask back from her. I was already a little high, and she definitely was. She’s surprisingly a lightweight, and thankfully I’m not.

We sat in the ferris wheel for the next half hour or so, and we talked about stuff. About the wildest parties we’ve been to, the best and worst drugs we’ve taken, and stuff like that. Since Dolly had smoked two more blunts, she was too high to get out and stop the baskets from spinning. I sadly had to, and while trying to get out of the basket, I tripped forward and hit my head on the diamond plated base of the ferris wheel. I have no idea how someone could even manage that, yet Dolly burst out laughing. At least I got out. After I could stand properly, I had to wait so the pink basket was at the bottom before I could stop it. Eventually, Dolly crawled out of the basket, and she was stumbling and holding onto the door so she could step out properly. She was struggling, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Come on, let me walk you home,” Dolly slurred.

“You can barely walk two steps, let alone a couple miles,” I teased before taking her hand. I obviously want her to walk me home, even if she is high and drunk as hell.

It took 40 minutes to get home, even though it normally would’ve taken 20 or so. Dolly was slowing me down so much, and as we approached my house, she almost fell over on the sidewalk. She easily weighs a me and a half, or even more honestly. She’s not fat or anything, but she has the body of a chubby hourglass. In a good way, of course. I put my arms under her armpits to attempt to lift her up, but it didn’t work very well. She’s pretty heavy, especially since she’s dead weight at this point. She isn’t helping me to help her stand up straight, that’s for sure. Dolly’s laughing at me as I tried to make sure her head didn’t split from falling on the pavement, but it’s not working.

“I’m not that heavy, am I?” Dolly jokes, and she was laughing so much. She pisses me off so much sometimes, and it’s even worse knowing that she’s not passed out. She’s purposefully not trying to stand up, although her attitude quickly changed as I let go, and I watched as she hit the pavement with a satisfying thud. It was only around 3 feet, so I knew it wasn’t dangerous or anything. I walked a couple houses down until I stopped outside my own house, and circled around the back until I crawled inside my window. I feel guilty for leaving Dolly passed out on the sidewalk outside, but at the same time she deserved it. Hopefully, she still likes me.

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It’s been an eventful month since my last adventure with Dolly. I’ve been feeling a little better, even though we have around six months and 16 days until SOR-SS will get us all. I started hanging with my family more, especially Riley and Rosalie. Anyway, Tia and I had a plan to raid a local supermarket at around noon, so we could get food and hang out. I’ve been tired of eating out of cans, and I know all of us are.

I was wearing a white graphic tee and a pair of short ruffle shorts, since I needed to be dressed in clothes I could move around easily in for our outing. I also took a messenger bag with me, in case I saw something good. It was 11:25 when I left my room, and I saw my mother and sisters hanging out, watching the news on the tv in the living room. I know they’re watching stuff about SOR-SS, and I don’t blame them. It’s scary what’s happening out there. My mother immediately noticed me leaving, and she spoke up.

“Where are you going? You’re still grounded after you snuck out last time,” My mother said, calling me out. She found out I sneaked out with Dolly, since I wasn’t exactly the quietest. I couldn’t care less, though.

“Like you can stop me,” I huffed, and I walked out the front door anyway. I know that my mother would get me in more trouble when I come back, but I don’t care. I just won’t come back. The worst part was that I forgot my shoes, and I had to walk on the cool pavement in my red fuzzy socks. At least it was better than being barefoot.

It took me around half an hour to reach the local supermarket, and Tia was waiting outside for me. She looked absolutely amazing in her new dress. It was made of crushed velvet, and it had a plunging neckline. Obviously the dress was dark purple to match her hair, and it was elegant and reached the floor. It was skin tight, and hugged her curves beautifully. The dress also had bat sleeves. She layered a multitude of silver necklaces around her neck, and she had a silver belt around her hips that was just the female sex symbol repeating. She always has good outfits. Her face was bare this time, except she had dark purple lipstick on. She smiled as soon as she noticed me, and she walked over to open the door to the store for me.

“Well, that took you long enough. It’s hard to wait outside of an abandoned store while trying to look mysterious,” Tia jokes, and she ushered me inside. As soon as I walked in, the smell caught me off guard. It smelt as if you left in a tampon for 5 days and then left it to rot outside in the summer sun. I gagged, and Tia laughed as she walked in behind me. She closed the shop doors, which made everything worse. It’s not like we could turn back now, so we decided to walk to the first section of the store, the fruits and vegetable bins. We noticed that a majority of the produce was either fully rotted or at the best, just moldy. It was actually disgusting. People could have actually used this food, but no, it just had to sit here to rot. Money was also useless, so what was even the point? I couldn’t stand to look at the rotted mess for much longer, so I took Tia’s hand and led her down the aisles. The canned food was obviously still good, so I nabbed a couple of cans. Mostly stuff that Rosalie would like, like spaghettios. 

“Do you need anything?” I asked, looking at Tia standing behind me.

“Nah, my mom has chefs,” She replied, and she just looked around awkwardly. I should’ve known, since her mom is very, very rich.

“I thought you hated that skank,” I questioned.

“I do, but I don’t have anywhere else to live.”

“Pick one of her baby daddies or something to crash with.”

“You’re acting like I know where they live,” Tia huffed. She seemed done with the conversation, so I decided to leave her alone for now. Instead of pestering her, I decided to explore the building some more, avoiding the meat and dairy sections. I refuse to get within 20 or so feet of that area, since the awful smell gets even worse. I picked an awful day to wear shorts, since there were so many flies and other flying bugs. They were crawling up and down my legs and arms, and it was absolutely disgusting. I’ve been in situations that were more gross, but this was still awful. As I walked, I occasionally shook my limbs one at a time, or shook the hem of my shirt to get the flies off.

Eventually, we made it to a part of the store that still smelled okay. We were in the section away from all the rotted food.

“Why are we going down the toy aisles?” Tia asked, and I knew what she was going to say after. She was going to bring up stuff about how we aren’t kids, and that the only toys we should be playing with are, well, you know.

“For Rosalie. At least I actually care about my siblings,” I teased.

“Come on, that’s not funny. You know how Edward is,” She huffed. We both knew how shitty her older brother is, especially me. I hated him so much, that Tia constantly had to break up our fights. I knew she had a sister as well, but I don’t know anything about her.

“Come on, you should get her something, too. Rosalie’s birthday is coming up,” I called after a minute or so, since Tia had wandered off to look at the art supplies. She came back after a little bit, and we held hands and walked down the toy aisles. I found a stuffed unicorn that rattled whenever you shook it, and Tia found a rainbow loom. We were very successful, since she nabbed art supplies such as pens, paper, and paints, while I took a long look at their alcohol selection. Alcohol is alcohol, even if the bottle is swarmed with flies. We quickly left, since the smell was awful. Even Tia hasn’t smelled anything that bad, and her mom keeps people in the basement.

“Sooo.. what do you want to do next?” Tia asked.

“Hmmm, we’ll see.”