Thread: Fox at Bay (Alan23 x Sweetred)

As soon as Snowflaik stepped out of the gates surrounding the school, she got out her pack of smokes and lit one. She had nicked the pack of smokes the day before when She had to do some groceries for her mom. Now that's what she needed after she had done herself another favor. She did get a good laugh out of it too though. That stupid Fox girl in her stupid childish kids underwear. Flower on her panties what a loser baby. Anyone wearing panties like that deserved to be laughed at. Especially that Fox bitch cry-baby. How could she have messed up her homework. Even after Snowflaik had given her a warning not to mess it up. Throwing that Fox bitch's skirt up on the roof. That look on her face when she threw it up there, just hilarious! The little bitch was crying again, of course, it was so easy to make her cry. Now Snowflaik was on her way to the liquor store close to home. Mom needed her to get another bottle of tequila. She was always happy to get her mom a new bottle. She would be able to take another few sips of the tequila, and make herself feel even better then she already felt. Snowflaik was humming all the way to the liquor store. When Snowflaik came in the door, the store owner recognized her immediately. He took a bottle of cheap tequila from the shelf behind him. He greeted her and saw the grin on her face. He knew this girl meant trouble. He didn't know how old she was, but he knew he had to sell her the liquor, otherwise he would have that mother of her in his store again. She had come to him a few months ago, cursing, yelling and he swore not a normal word came from that woman's mouth. He had not wanted to sell the liquor to her daughter, because she was too young to buy Alcohol. That woman was a piece of work alright. Downright scum of the earth. He had no desire to see her again, or be threatened by her again. She seemed like the kind of person that wouldn't just stop with a thread, but would actually carry out her threads too. So, he had eventually agreed to sell this girl the liquor. It was good business anyway. At least a couple of bottles a week. Even with the cheap stuff it was still money. And he couldn't afford to miss a single penny. Snowflaik put the money on the counter, and the shop keeper handed her the a paper bag with the bottle of cheap tequila inside. Soon enough she was outside again, and walking home. Just around the corner, she slipped into an alley, took the bottle from the bag and got her pocket knife from her pocket. She carefully slit the label and unscrewed the top. A few sips later, she sighed loud, and felt the tequila slide down her throat. Snowflaik just loved the burning feeling it gave her. She tightened the top on the bottle as tight as she could and put the bottle back in the bag. Then she left the alley and was on her way again. When she reached the house, she could hear the sound of the television outside. Her mom was probably watching some silly soap again. Snowflaik walked into the house, took the bottle from the bag and put it on the table. Here ma, your tequila, she said as she put the bottle on the table, next to the empty bottle. Then Snowflaik was out the door again, to meet up with her friends. In the meantime, Angela just walked from the bus stop to their house. She had asked her boss if it was okay if she went home a little early today, because she was worried about her little girl. Found her crying in her bedroom the other day, but didn't want to tell her it was about. She knew something was wrong, she had known before, just felt it. But she also knows that Xianna is just like her, not an easy talker when it came down to discussing her problems. Angela had decided last night that she was going to have a good talk with Xianna tonight. Right after dinner, she would have Xianna sit down with her, and she would try to make Xianna tell her what is wrong. But first, she was going to make her a nice cup of tea and she had bought some muffins, they were going to have a tea party together. Just the two of them, relaxing with some tea and treats. I hope she isn't home yet. Angela thought as she opened the door to their home. She knew she shouldn't have talked with the guy from the bakery shop, but he was so cute and fun to talk with. When Angela walked into the house, she first went to the kitchen, and put a kettle on to boil some water for the tea. She looks at her watch and knows Xianna, will be home soon enough. She gets some of her good cups and saucers out, and puts them on the coffee table. Along with a plate filled with muffins, biscuits, and other goodies. Then she goes back into the kitchen and takes the kettle off the stove. Just as she is pouring the water in the teapot, she hears the front door open and not much later, slam shut. I'm in the kitchen honey I'll be out in a second, she calls out to Xianna. But there is no reply. She just hears a soft sniffing in the hallway.