You Leave Me Breathless

[Trinity]

Today was Halloween. Normally I would’ve been excited. I mean, who doesn’t love candy and dressing up? But...today is Frank’s 26th birthday, and his Halloween themed party. Obviously Peyton and I were invited because of Mikey and the fact that we’re friends with the guys, but things haven’t been good recently.

Peyton and Frank argue none-stop. Not around Jamia, because my sister has more class than that. But when Jamia goes...well, let’s just say everyone else leaves the room too. Mikey and I haven’t been doing that great either, because I defend Peyton (she’s my sister, duh!) and Mikey attempts to defend Frank (best friends, yada yada).

But that’s not the only reason tonight will be interesting. The first reason is our outfits. I got the generic witch, but I ripped up the bottom, leaving it maybe...an inch or two over my ass? And Peyton...well, she was meant to be a devil, but I’m not sure how far her cropped PVC corset and mini-skirt relates to that. I suppose she will be wearing a set of devil horns too, so oh well!

We had to beg Connor to get the night off work. Literally, we bargained so hard! We’re not having a night off for a week after this, which will suck, but it’ll be worth it. Because another reason why tonight will be interesting is that Peyton is taking Drew as her date to the party. I know it’ll get messy, but it’ll be fun. *insert evil laugh here*

So, right now Peyton and I are getting ready. We decided to get dressed in our separate rooms and then meet in the guest room to do make-up. I wriggled into my tight glittery black dress, before struggling into some knee-high lace-up platform boots. Sure, they’re a bitch to get into, but they look so good! I just had to get them. It didn’t take me too long to do, so I walked into the guest room, not surprised that Peyton wasn’t in there. It didn’t take long to straighten my hair, and I smiled at the finished product. Then Peyton appeared in the doorway.

“Dayum,” I giggled

Along with the corset and tiny excuse for a skirt, she’d found red fishnet thigh-highs and garters.

“I’m aiming for...totally slutty yet completely not Frank’s,” Peyton grinned

“I think you got it,” I snorted

“Quit being a bitch and tighten my corset. I want to have so much cleavage that Frank passes out,” Peyton smirked

“You’re trying to show him what he’s missing, aren’t you?” I mused, tightening the laces

Peyton whimpered as I reached her ribs, pulling the laces so hard that I don’t think she can breathe.

“Mmhmm. As much as I can fake it, Frank lying to me for so long really hurt. And I don’t like being hurt like that,” Peyton said simply

I tugged the laces tighter.

“I’ve told Drew what I’m doing, by the way, and as much as he hates the fact it’s for the guy that I chose over him, he’s quite happy to go along with it,” Peyton winced

“I can’t imagine why he wouldn’t want to have an excuse to be all over you tonight,” I snickered

I tied the laces tightly at the bottom, stepping away. Holyyyyyyyy shit! Peyton grinned wildly at the sight of her cleavage.

“Thank you!” she squealed

“Happy to be part of the chaos, as always,” I laughed, pretending to tip a hat

Peyton giggled and started using the flat iron to put loose curls in her hair while I made my eyes smoky with black eyeshadow and liquid eyeliner.

“Can you do my eyes like that?” Peyton begged

“Yeah, sure. What time is Drew arriving?” I asked her, starting her make-up too

“Uh, about 8pm,” Peyton replied

About 30 seconds later, the doorbell rang.

“I guess it’s 8pm,” I chuckled, “you finish up, I’ll open the door,”

“Thank you!” Peyton said gratefully

I just shrugged, walking out of the room and down the corridor. Opening the door, I smiled at Drew.

“Peyton, your arm candy is here!” I called playfully

“Nice to see you too, Trinity,” Drew chuckled, walking into the apartment

His costume was the Phantom, from Phantom of the Opera. Not bad actually, I’ll give him that. In a few seconds, Peyton waltzed out of the guest room, smiling broadly. Drew whistled low in appreciation, Peyton blushing slightly.

“Ready to go?” I asked, picking up my phone and witch hat

“Mmhmm. Drew you’ll have to drive though – these shoes are kind of impossible,” Peyton nodded

“Sure,” Drew smiled

“If you even so much as scratch my car, I’ll gouge out your kidneys with a plastic spoon,” I said sweetly

[20 minutes later]

Drew parked the car and cut the engine. Already I could hear the music pounding from Gerard and Lindsey’s house (they’d volunteered to hold Frank’s birthday party) and I was more than ready to drink my weight in alcohol. What? It’s been a while! The three of us walked up to the apartment door, Drew loosely draping his arm over Peyton’s shoulder. Let the show begin. I rang the doorbell, placing the witch hat on my head. Hopefully someone will hear us over the music. Finally the door opened, revealing Lindsey.

“I’m so glad you guys could make it! You look amazing! Come in!” she said happily

I smiled at Lindsey’s classy vampire dress, letting Drew and Peyton walk in first. Lindsey held my arm as I walked in, stopping me following them.

“What is Peyton doing?” Lindsey asked softly

“I’m not getting involved,” I said simply

“Frank’s going to be pissed, y’know,” Lindsey sighed

“Then he’ll know what my sister feels like. Besides, it’s not like he said she couldn’t bring a date,” I shrugged

“Alright. I hope for both their sakes that nothing blows up tonight,” Lindsey smiled weakly, letting go of my arm

“I kinda hope it will,” I grinned

Lindsey chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. I linked arms with her, walking in the direction that Peyton and Drew had gone in. We ended up in a room full of people.

“Mikey’s over by the window,” Gerard announced, appearing next to us

“Aye, thanks Superman,” I nodded, snickering at his lycra costume

I walked over in the direction that Gerard had pointed, laughing softly at the sight of Mikey in a black and green magician’s costume. I pressed my finger to my lips, signalling to Ray and Christa not to tell him I was there. As soon as I reached him, I snuck my hand round his waist, my fingertips just slightly entering his boxers at the front. Mikey yelped and span around, making me, Ray and Christa burst into hysterics.

“Damn, I should have known it was you,” Mikey growled playfully

“Couldn’t resist,” I shrugged, leaning up to peck his lips in a kiss

“You look so...beautiful,” Mikey murmured

“I was going for slutty, but that can work too,” I giggled

Mikey leant down to kiss me again.

“PDA! PDA! PDA!!!” Ray yelled

I edged backwards from Mikey, laughing. Mikey just frowned.

“Not cool, man,” Mikey pouted

“You’ll get over it,” Ray grinned

I smiled at Ray and Christa’s outfits – they were dressed as a couple of mafia gangsters, Christa’s being quite revealing and Ray wearing a hat over his hair. Pretty awesome, if I’m honest.

“Hey Trinity! How are you? You look awesome, by the way,” Christa beamed

“Yeah, not bad thanks! You look just as awesome,” I chuckled

“So...” Ray started

“Who’s the guy Peyton’s with?” Bob asked loudly, popping up out of nowhere

I shrieked a little, holding my hand to my heart. Mikey, Ray, Christa, Bob and Katlin burst out laughing, making me blush but roll my eyes. Bob and Katlin were dressed as a cowboy and a cowgirl. Woah, what’s with the couple dressing? Weird.

“Just what I was about to ask, dude,” Ray grinned

“Well, he’s called Drew. He works with us,” I said simply

“Are they dating?” Christa asked

“No, they’re old fuck buddies,” I shrugged

“What do you mean...old fuck buddies? Frank and Peyton were fucking pretty much as soon as you two arrived here,” Mikey pointed out

“So were Peyton and Drew,” I sighed

“Wait, you and Pey have been mad at Frank for having Jamia as a girlfriend, yet she’s been with someone else too?” Bob grimaced

“Hey!” I said angrily

That seemed to make his disgust disappear.

“Pey actually chose Frank over Drew, and stopped messing around with Drew last month. Clearly, she made a mistake. Peyton and Frank were in an open relationship, and I quote, even though it’s disgusting, Frank said he knew he couldn’t stop her fucking other guys if they weren’t completely together, but he’d deal with it as long as he could have her body writhing under his,” I said sharply

Silence.

“Frank’s gross,”

Thank you Ray. I knew there was a reason he was my favourite after Mikey.

“I’m glad someone agrees with me,” I muttered

“Hey, calm down. We’re not judging you. Maybe Peyton a little bit, but if Frank really said that then he kinda brought this on himself,” Mikey reassured, the others nodding their agreement

“Damn right he has. Has he seen them yet?” I smiled, my mood shifting

“Uh...”

Mikey trailed off, his eyes scanning the room. I sniggered at the sight of Peyton and Drew making out by the kitchen door, openly laughing at the sight of Frank staring angrily, Jamia not even realising he was distracted. Frank was dressed as Prince Charming. Charming? Yeah right. And Jamia was dressed as some sort of murdered Alice In Wonderland. Not even partially revealing; so completely different from my sister.

“I would say he has,” Katlin chuckled

“You and your sister are going to cause so much trouble for us,” Ray laughed

The rest of us laughed too, wordlessly agreeing. I smiled as I let Mikey wrap his arms around my waist from behind, the two of us watching Frank’s jealousy grow.

If only I knew how right Ray was.

*

[Peyton]

I was standing alone in the kitchen, taking a big gulp from a bottle of Jim as I relaxed against the fridge. Tonight was going perfectly. And I was having a lot of fun doing it. Frank couldn’t keep his eyes off me – I hope he feels as used as I do. I could really get used to this revenge thing. I’ve got no idea what the time is, but there are a lot of people here now. The kitchen is empty apart from me though.

Scratch that. Me and Frank. He hesitated slightly as he noticed me standing there with a smirk on my face, but walked past me to the corner with the alcohol.

“Having a good birthday?” I asked innocently

“I would be if you weren’t all over that steroid-pumped douche,” Frank muttered, choosing a bottle of Grey Goose

“Jealous?” I snickered

“Of him? As if. Why should I be jealous of your new toy? He can have my sloppy seconds,” Frank scoffed

That hurt. Have it your way, Frank. I chuckled darkly and strode towards Frank. He walked backwards till he was stopped by the wall, my body pretty much pressing his into not moving.

“He’s not new, Franklin. He’s an old fuck,” I whispered, staring into his hazel eyes

“But...”

I just smirked.

“You were fucking both of us, weren’t you?” Frank sneered

“Yeah. But I chose you over him and I haven’t fucked him since halfway through September. Stupid mistake huh?” I laughed without any humour

I shook my head as I stepped backwards, coldness in my eyes. But Frank’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, stopping me.

“I didn’t want to hurt you, Peyton,” Frank said softly

“Bit late for that, isn’t it?” I retorted, wrenching my wrist out of his grip

“Don’t go back to him. I beg you,” Frank pleaded

“Only if you don’t go back to Jamia,” I countered

Frank stayed silent. I laughed once, bitterly. I pushed Frank up against the kitchen side, not leaving any space between our bodies apart from our heads. I ran my tongue up his neck, enjoying the sound of his breath hitching in his throat. When I reached his earlobe, I nibbled softly, feeling Frank start to harden beneath me.

“That’s what I thought. You can’t have us both, Iero. I play second fiddle to no-one. So until you ditch her, you aren’t getting any of this,” I said smoothly

As I ground my hips into his, Frank moaned softly. He tilted his head to connect our lips, I stepped backwards, a satisfied smirk on my lips.

“I hate cheaters, Frank. And right now, you’re a cheater,”

And with that, I left the kitchen, leaving Frank with a hard-on and a confused expression. Good. I pretty much ran into my sister as I entered the living room though.

“You had sex with him, didn’t you?” she accused

“No. He can’t have both of us. I did leave him extremely horny though,” I shrugged

“Are you okay?” Trinity frowned

“I’m peachy fucking keen. Now where’s Drew? I need relief,” I grumbled

Trinity chuckled, rolling her eyes softly, but grabbed my hand and led me through the Halloween crowd. As much as I hate to admit it, turning Frank on kinda turned me on too. But I refuse to give in to my desires. Franklin Iero needs to learn that I, Peyton Hayes, do not get played. I refuse to go down without a fight. Even if it breaks the blackened remains of my heart to do it.