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Come on, son, you haven't got a chance now
She's a dove, she's a fuckin' nightmare
Too scared to run, I'm too scared to stay
SHE'S A DOVE. SHE'S A FUCKING NIGHTMARE
Dumpweed Chapter 7
TW; small mention of violence
The next day at work was probably the most tense things have been in forever. Ruby hasn't said a word to me since that phone call, but I was invited to a blink rehearsal so I was kind of happy. "Hey, Ivory..." Ruby finally managed to speak up.
"Hmm, what's up?" I responded, sitting on the other side of Ruby's desk.
"I just wanted to apologise for getting mad at you." She apologised. "I was unreasonable, it was a stupid reason to get angry over." She finished off.
"I think I understand, I replied. I know you may have been a little late, but I should have invited you." I replied.
"I don't think it was stupid. You have famous friends now, and you're about to go on a pretty cool tour with your favourite band." She smiled lightly.
"I'm only going on tour because I'm banging the lead singer." I laughed.
"And rightfully so, I see that you two are made for each other. But before you go, we should go out on the town. This gal needs to get her jiggle on!" She giggled.
"I could do Friday night. We leave on Saturday morning." I smiled.
"Well, Friday night it is then!" She shouted in excitement. "Hey, do you think Mark will let us get ready at his place?" She asked.
"I can't see why not." I chuckled. "I will ask at rehearsal tonight.
I was at the blink rehearsal, watching them do their thing. "That sounded awesome!" I clapped, with a big grin on my face. Mark didn't seem as enthusiastic. "I'm glad you think so, but I can't seem to get this part right." He groaned.
"I think it sounded good." Travis spoke up from behind his drum kit.
"Yeah, I agree." Matt finished off. "You do have to remember that this is a rock show, people will won't care if you mess up one part."
"Dude, people notice." Mark argued back. "People always notice our fuck ups." He finished before storming out. I exchanged confused looks at both Matt and Travis.
"He'll be ok. He does tend to get stressed before touring." Travis spoke up.
"I'll go and check on him. See if I can make him feel better."
Mark was standing outside, leaning against the building. "Hey, are you alright?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder. Mark looked down and gave me a small grin before turning away and sighing.
"I don't know. I'm just being a fusspot I guess." He huffed.
"I'm no expert, but I thought you sounded good. You always sound good to me." I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Even before you got into my pants." This caused Mark to bust out laughing.
"Well, I'm glad you think so." He smiled.
"Yes, and I think lots of other blink-182 fans would say the same, well maybe not the last part. And Matt, and Travis would say you sound great." I encouraged him, stepping in front of him and placing his hands in mine. "Plus, the Mark I know is confident." I finished off. Mark leaned in and pecked my lips.
"You're pretty amazing, y'know?" He whispered quietly.
"I know. Now, are you going to do back in and do the thing that made me fall for you?" I asked him.
"Yes, but you have to come with me." He replied.
"Oh and one last thing, Ruby and I are going into town on Friday night. Can we get ready at your house?" I asked. Mark smiled softly.
"Good to see you guys have patched things up. Of course you can." He smiled.
The rest of the rehearsal session was a success. I'd hazard a guess that we were all systems go now, Mark and I were parked out the front of my house. "Are you sure you don't want to come back to my place?" He asked, holding a hand in his.
"I'm sure, but I will see you Friday night?" I offered.
"Probably sooner, I don't think I can last two nights without you." He admitted. I looked away, trying to hide my blush.
"Well, I'll be seein' ya." I grinned, pecking Mark on the lips. Only, the peck turned into a mini makeout session.
"That felt like more of a 'please, stay and fuck me, Mark' kiss than a goodbye kiss." Mark smirked as he pulled away.
"And, what are you going to do about it?" I bit back, returning Mark's smirk.
"I am going to make you wait." He smirked.
"You're a bastard." I chuckled. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight. I love you, Ivory." Mark smiled, kissing my cheek before I opened the car door and made my way to the front door.
I took a seat on the couch. It was oddly quiet tonight, quieter than it has been. I turned on the TV, only to mindlessly scroll through. I pulled my phone out and started texting Mark.
Me: I should have let you stay. It's quiet as fuck here.
Mark: see I told you that you'd get lonely, try music. It helps me.
I smiled at Mark's advice and put my +44 CD in the player. It kind of felt like Mark was here. I sat back down and enjoyed listening to Mark's voice as I nodded off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning to someone banging on my front door. What the hell? I thought to myself as I dragged myself up, opening the door to see Robert, my ex on the other side.
"Robert, what the fuck are you doing here?" I swore.
"Hello, Ivory. That wasn't a very nice way to greet your friend." He chuckled, pushing past me into the house.
"What the fuck. Leave. Now. And you're not my friend, you're the jealous ex boyfriend who thought he could get his way by pushing me around." I was half angry and half fearing my life. Robert turned around and smiled an evil grin.
"Maybe I still could." He chuckled, clutching a hand around my neck.
"Please, Robert. I've moved on. I don't want you no more!" I yelled. This was a bad mistake, he raised his fist to hit me.
"Hey, asshole. Get the hell off of her!" I heard a voice shout. He was thrown off me too quickly for me to see who it was, but I soon saw Mark and Travis rushing to my side.
"Ivory, are you ok?" Mark asked, kneeling down to me. "Who was that?"
"Robert, my ex. Don't know what he was doing. We didn't get to those particulars." I sighed. "I didn't think he would actually figure out where I was staying."
"It's ok. You're safe now Ivory." You looked up to see Matt walking towards me.
"Yeah, but I moved out his place. I didn't think he'd figure out where I moved to. I had to leave him. He was violent." I was shaking at this point.
"It's ok, Ivory. He won't hurt you no more." Mark reassured me, he got up and then helped me up, leading me over to the couch. He sat beside me and just held me in his arms. "I won't ever let it happen." He cooed.
"Yeah, you have three mean looking punks to look after you." Matt pointed out.
"I'd hate to break it to you guys, but y'all don't look very mean." I joked. This made everyone laugh out loud.
"Very funny." Mark chuckled, still holding my head against his chest.
"So, what were you guys doing here?" I asked.
"I was wanting to bring you to a rehearsal, but I think we could watch some movies instead." Mark suggested, specially after that.
"Alright, let's do it." I smiled. Watching movies with all.of blink-182, no complaints here.
Dumpweed Chapter 6
CONTAINS NSFW!!!
"So, what were you wanting to talk about?" I asked Mark. We were walking around my block, hand in hand.
"I just wanted to personally thank you for agreeing to come with us on tour." He replied. "I know we haven't known each other for long, but I kinda want you to be my girlfriend." He confessed, stepping in front of me and holding my hands in his own. "Mine and only mine." He said sternly. I was a little taken back from his question.
"I think I would like that. If, you make me breakfast when we get to our first stop." I replied, smiling up at the man.
"How about I buy you breakfast now?" He offered.
"You have a deal." I accepted, pecking him on the cheek.
It was a few hours before Mark and I both arrived back at my house. Hayley was the only one there. "Oh, hello you two." She spoke excitedly.
"Hey, where is everyone?" I asked.
"They all had to go. I figured I would wait for you both to get home, because I didn't want to leave the house unattended." She replied. "Where'd you guys go? You both look all loved up."
"Oh, we just went for a walk around the block and Mark asked me out." I replied.
"And she said yes." Mark finished off, kissing me on the forehead.
"Alright, I'll let you two lovebirds alone. Oh, and Ivory. A girl called ruby came by, told me to get you to call her." She finished off before heading out the door.
"You should call your friend." Mark spoke, leaning in to kiss me. "Just to see if she's alright."
"Nah, I'll see her at work tomorrow. Right now, it's just you and I." I smiled, pulling him in for a kiss. "You, me and an empty house. Choose your furniture." I smirked.
"I have to take a shower first. Afterwards?" Mark asked.
"Fine, you shower and I'll call Ruby." I sighed, giving into Mark.
"Hey, Ruby. What's up?" I asked once she answered the phone.
"Why didn't you tell me you were having a party?" She snapped.
"Ruby. I didn't even know there was a party organized. You left and then people just started showing up. It was that last minute." I replied, trying to explain.
"Yeah, all your rockstar friends?" She snapped. "Not even the friend that has been through thick and thin with you? The one who has dried all of your tears?"
"Ruby listen, it's not like...."
"Like hell it is. Screw you Ivory and don't even bother talking to me at work tomorrow." She finished before hanging up.
I threw my phone at the wall and the phone broke in the process.
I was slumped on the couch just about in tears when Mark came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. "Hey, Ivory. Are you alright?" He asked, sitting beside me and wrapping an arm around me.
"I'm fine." I spoke quickly, holding back my tears.
"You don't look alright." He answered back.
"Ruby found out about the party. She's not happy with me." I admitted.
"I'm sorry. I would've invited her, but it was so last minute." Mark replied. Pulling me in for a hug.
"I know you would've. But for some reason, she thinks I'm replacing her for all my rockstar friends." I sobbed.
"Aww, Ivory. We both know that isn't true." He spoke softly.
"Yeah, we both know that isn't true. But she doesn't. How do I make her realize she's still a friend?" I asked.
"Maybe hit the town one night this week. As I dunno, a girl's night out." Mark suggested.
"Mark Hoppus, you are a genius. But what if it doesn't work? I fear this may be the one too many times where she gets mad at me for something like this." I asked.
"Maybe you two just aren't meant to be friends. Buy yourself out of your business, then cut her out. Because, if you're friends with the rockstars you'll have enough clientele to start on your own." Mark advised. "But only do that as a last resort." He advised. "But right now, let's just enjoy each other's company." He suggested, winking at me. I smiled, biting my lips at his suggestion before leaning in and pulling Mark into a passionate kiss. Mark pulled me into his lap so that my clothed pussy was lined up with his cock, that was only covered by a skimpy towel. I started kissing down Mark's neck and chest, leaving little hickeys in my trail before landing at the top of his towel.
"Wonder what we have here?" I questioned licking my lips and feeling Mark's hard dick through the towel. I undid the towel, letting his dick free. I made quick work, spitting his dick then slowly taking him all in, slightly gagging when he hit the back of my throat.
"Ivory...shit..." Mark groaned, thrusting his hips up slightly. I moaned softly, knowing damn well Mark was enjoying this. Suddenly, Mark roughly grabbed a handful of my hair and started mercilessly using my mouth as his own personal fuck hole. "Ivory, I'm gonna cum...." He groaned before pulling out of my mouth and spilling his seed on his stomach.
"How was that?" I asked, catching my breath.
"That felt so good..." Mark sighed before he pulled me up to kiss him. "But it's your turn now." He winked, before lifting me up and carrying me into my room and gently plopping me on my bed. Mark made quick work of removing my pants and underwear. "Did I ever tell you how stunning you are?" He groaned in my ear, while using his fingers to rub circles on my clit.
“Mhmm, I believe you have...” I moaned in response. With that, Mark started slowly pumping in and out of me. He started picking up the pace once he saw that I was enjoying what I was doing.
“You like that don’t you, Ivory? You like it when i finger your tight pussy.” He whispered into my ear.
“I...love it but please...fuck me.” I managed to string together a sentence.
“Hmmm, don’t think I can do that....not yet anyway.” He chuckled, pulling his fingers out and putting them in his mouth, cleaning them of my juices. He licked his lips and went between my legs, licking up and down my slit.
“Mmmmph, Mark....keep going...” I moaned. He started again with pumping his fingers in me, but this time he was faster. At the same time, he was using his tongue to stimulate my clit. This is what pushed me to the edge.
“Mmm...yes...that’s it, cum for me....Ivory...” He groaned into me. Upon this, I came hard. Mark came up beside me and wrapped his arm around me.
“Wow...I think I need a moment to rest.” I sighed, resting my head on Mark’s chest. Mark looked down at me and smiled.