《Two Wastes of Space- J.C》Camping
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We were camping at Gobbler's end, minus Cook, because no one wanted him there. In Katie's exact words, "Cook's not invited because we don't like him."
On the way there, Katie and Freddie were being harassed by some men at the petrol station, but luckily Freddie took control and convinced them to leave both of them alone.
I was in the trunk with Thomas and JJ when Panda started breathing heavily.
"What's up with her?" I said. I then turned my head, and the people who were taunting Freddie and Katie at the Petrol station were driving right behind us.
"Eff, they're coming! Fucking speed up, for fuck's sake!" I yelled.
Their car came closer, and they pulled out a gun, "Roll the fucking window down!"
"Effy, stop the car!" we all yelled. Some of us were even about to start crying. JJ and I were holding on to each other for dear life.
"Wankers!" she said, stopping the car. They stopped as well and turned around. I sighed into JJ's chest, my breathing shaky.
"It's ok. They're gone," JJ said. A few minutes later, we finally got to Gobbler's End.
"So, what's the deal with Thomas?" Freddie said. We were surprised that Thomas hadn't confronted Pandora yet. Normally, that's what any hurt boyfriend would do.
Anyone who was anyone would normally do that, but he kept quiet. I hadn't been talking that much to Pandora lately and sided with JJ when he called her a no-good hussy. Ever since she came into our friendship circle, I felt like it threatened my friendship with Effy. I didn't know why I was so... jealous of her, she was pathetic in every way. If anything, I pity her for choosing to cheat on Thomas.
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I spent most of the time there with JJ, Thomas, Em, and Naomi. Effy found magic mushrooms that we all took, except for Katie.
"Guys, those could be poisonous!!" Katie warned.
"Oh, come on, Katie. Don't be such a pussy," Emily said.
"Yea, Kat, come on!" I agreed. We were all tripping due to the mushrooms, and it made the party ten times more eventful. After a few hours, we started hearing noises like gunshots and laughs, and we thought it might be the poachers again.
Everyone started panicking, and we turned out all the lights and put the fire out. All of a sudden, someone with a flashlight came at us, but Effy charged at them and knocked them down with a stick.
We found out the person was Cook. We were all pissed at him. Beyond pissed.
"I thought it would be funny, and it was," Cook said.
"Yea, and do you see any of us laughing, you bastard?" I said.
"What are you even doing here? You weren't invited, so fuck off!" Katie said. Cook commented on her tits, which set Freddie off as well.
"What is your fucking problem?!" Freddie grabbed his collar.
Cook started rambling about how Freddie is taking everything from him, including JJ, and now Effy.
"What?" Freddie said.
Cook laughed, "Oh, she didn't tell you now, did she? Effy doesn't want me anymore, do you, princess?"
"No," Effy muttered.
"So? Why should we care, Freddie's with me now, right babes? Freddie? Freddie!" Katie was trying to get his attention but to no avail. My stomach started flipping due to the large amount of stress I was feeling. She went to go for a walk, and Cook started chuckling.
"I think she took that pretty well, don't you?"
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"Tosser," I said.
"Just go, no one likes you, no one wants you here, just FUCKING GO!" JJ exploded in Cook's face. I had never seen him that angry.
"Do what he says. Fuck off," Naomi said as she walked off. Emily and I followed them.
Cook just continued to laugh. I wanted to punch him in the face so badly, "You're all such good chums aren't ya? Ain't that right Effy? Panda? Panda's been worried lately, Eff. She says you don't see each other as much as you used to. I told her cupcake, maybe if you stopped spending so much time with my cock in your mouth-"
Panda pushed him and looked panicked, "Shut up! Shut up! Come on, Thomas let's go."
"No, it's fine. I know," Thomas said, his voice strained.
"Know? Know what? It was one time, right? At your party? It was only once, right?" Effy said. But Pandora just cried. I could understand why she did it the first time because she was sad and thought that Thomas was never coming back. But to do it over and over again? Why would she do that?
I was blocking everything out, and tears started falling down my face, despite my trying to be quiet, Emily still heard me.
"Bri, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. I don't fucking know anymore," I said as she pulled me in for a hug. Naomi stroked my hair as I tried to stop crying, but I couldn't.
I knew that somehow this whole trip would become a complete fuck up.
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