Aaron been gone for only a little over a minute when Tina pulled herself to her feet and pushed her skirt down over her hips. Standing at his sink she gripped his toothbrush and brushed her teeth while pulling her hair back away from her face. A mouthful of Listerine to help rinse the rest of taste from her mouth and then she called out. "Aaron honey can I borrow a shirt?" She paused for a minute waiting for a response and brushing her hair back at the same time. "Aaron?"
"What the fuck is it now?" He shouted as he turned the corner with a bottle of beer in either hand.
"I need a shirt." She replied lowering her eyes slightly.
"Oh, duh." He reached into the dirty clothes hamper and yanked out a random anime themed shirt and tossed it at her. "Come on Tina." He smiled playfully and set the beer down on the counter as he walked out of the room.
Tina sighed and pulled the shirt over her head and grabbed her drink walking out into the living room behind him. Aaron was already sitting at the table when she slipped her arms around his shoulders and kissed his cheek then took a swallow of her beer. "You ok?"
"No I'm not ok. I fucking hate my goddamn bitch of a girlfriend, I raped my whore of a best friend, who the fuck do you think I am?" Aaron shouted slamming his beer down and letting it froth over his fingers and onto the table.
"Hun, just calm down. I'm just fine, no harm." She said as she wiped away a slight trickle of blood from her nose. "As for Chrissie you've needed to put that bitch in her place for some time." She slowly unraveled herself from him and moved back into his kitchen grabbing a rag.
Aaron watched as she started cleaning up his spilt beer and brought him another bottle before sitting down across from him. "You know you are way too fucking nice to me." He muttered as he twisted the cap from his beer and pressed it to his lips.
"I know." She replied with a smile then his cell phone rang. "Don't answer it."
Aaron hushed her and picked up the phone. "What?" A low animalistic growl rumbled from his throat as she spoke his face starting to turn red as he listened. "Shut the fuck up! I happen to enjoy her company! Maybe if you weren't such a goddamn prissy bitch all the fucking-" He cut himself off by flinging his cell phone against the wall shattering it just like he had his other phone.
"Why do you let her get to you like that?!" Tina screamed. Before she could respond her own phone started to ring. She looked at it and then answered it.
Aaron could easily hear his girlfriend screaming on the other end of the phone. "I know you're with him you whore! You can just tell Aaron that I'm coming over for my things now! And Tina?"
"Yes?"
\"You better be gone by the time I get there or we'll have problems." Then she hung up.
He could almost see the change as Tina's face twisted into an angry scowl and her eyes darkened from their normal lovely green to an almost stormy gray hue. "Oh no that bitch did not just threaten me! That girl don't know me, I'll go get the hammer out my goddamn car." True to form she had started speaking "ghetto" the moment she was genuinely upset. "Did you hear her?"
"Yes I heard her. Now call her back and tell her not to come. Please?"
"Oh no I want that bitch to come. Let her try to touch me!"
"Tina please." Aaron repeated this time lowering his eyes slightly for that super cute look he used to charm her.
She sighed and clenched her fists. "That is so fucked up Aaron, you know I can't resist that look." She hit the redial button on her phone and let it ring until her message kicked in before hanging it up. "She's not answering."
Aaron growled and glared at the phone then over at the door just waiting to hear the knock. "I'm gonna go back and play some more. . ." She said as she finished her beer and tossed the bottle in the trash. She gripped another bottle from the fridge and disappeared back into the gaming room.
She hadn't even gotten completely into the room when the door bell was impatiently rang several times in succession. "Where the fuck is she?"
"This isn't really a good time babe." Aaron replied cowing back from her. In the other room Tina was growling angrily at his attitude.
"Why? Are you trying to fuck her?" Chrissie screamed getting only inches from Aaron's face as she spoke. She was a tiny thing, barely five and a half feet and less than a hundred pounds. She didn't have any real defining features other than a smooth flat stomach and bright blinding blue eyes. "Is that it? Did I interrupt you cheating on me?"
"Nothing like that Chrissie." He replied backing away nearly stumbling over his chair.
"You know I don't like it when you drink." She sneered snatching what remained of his beer and pouring it down the drain. "Well since she's gone I guess we can talk about us."
"There is no us." He growled almost angry again.
It was taking every bit of self-control that Tina had to keep from bursting into the room already. Instead she stood just out of sight clenching her fists and trembling in rage. She couldn't stand that he would take this from Chrissie. Then she heard the loud report of Chrissie slapping him across the face.
Aaron's head snapped to one side and remained there while he felt his face redden, the outline of her fingers perfectly imprinted on his face. As the burn started to fade he slowly turned his face back toward her. "Don't hit me." He whispered.
"Shut up. Why do you let that whore come to your house? You know she just wants your cock."
"Tina is not a whore." He replied.
"Is too, you think I don't notice the way she looks at you?" Chrissie pushed him aside and stormed into the game room coming face to face with Tina. "Oh you're still here."
"Damn right I'm still here bitch." Tina spat. "Just cus you are all insecure doesn't mean you have to be a bitch all the time."
Chrissie stood still for almost a full minute just staring at Tina before recognizing the shirt she'd once bought him. "She's wearing my shirt." She muttered before stepping forward and slapping Tina across the face. As Tina reeled from the blow Chrissie moved in closer gripping the shirt around the hem and yanking it up over her head and shoving Tina down.
There was a brief struggle before Chrissie straddled the larger girl and started peeling the shirt away from her yanking and twisting it away to reveal inches of caramel hued flesh before finally tossing it aside and slapping her a second time. "How dare you wear that shirt!?" She shrieked.
It was barely any effort for Tina to buck her hips flipping the tiny girl up into the air and then roll over on top of her. "You're just jealous cus you can't keep a man." Tina slapped Chrissie and her entire face started to redden before Tina started yanking her shirt off revealing a plain white bra beneath. "You wear a bra?" She almost laughed as she yanked at fabric several times bouncing the smaller girl off the ground a few times before unfastening the bra and holding it up like a trophy. "A b-cup. I knew it! Tiny tit bitch!" Tina laughed before slapping her across the face.
Tina never saw Chrissie's hand slip up behind her and snatch a fistful of hair and yank her to one side. She did feel the smaller girl's nails tearing into her back and push her aside. For a moment the pair just tumbled around the room tearing at each other until both were nude from the waist up, panting and tangled in each other's limbs.