#i am shaking uou up vigorously

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Magic 8 ball

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Are you taking fic requests? I love it when uou do. If so I can request either a Beth/ Emily fic (friend or ship I don't care). I always do a Sath ask so just mixing it up bear-lady xx Plus Beth and Emily are an interesting dynamic (and I am all over Hannah/Matt now i think they would be perf)

(This is based off of some stuff from the PS3 version of the game, cause I very strongly believe Beta Beth and Emily were a couple)

WARNING: SOME HOMOPHOBIC LANGUE USED!!!

“I fucking hate him!” beth shouted as she paced back and forth. Emily’s parents were both at work, so no one was there to over hear them, or catch Beth in her room since her parents didn’t allow it the second they found out Beth was gay. Of course, they still didn’t know about Emily, but the thought of having a lesbian in her room was just as scandalous as having a straight guy in her room to them.

“Beth, babe, it’s fine,” Emily sighed as she leaned back on her bed. It really wasn’t. Emily was fuming, but the last time both of them were furious at the same time, they ended up fighting, then fucking, then fighting again. No, thing would be better if one of them tried to stay calm.

In all honesty, she was more hurt than she was angry. A part of her even felt ashamed, and she hated herself for even feeling that way.

“Jimmy Johnson thinks he can fucking say those words to use and get away with it! and the worst part is that he can!! We tell anyone, they’ll just say to ignore it!! You know people would flip shit if someone said this about Mike and Josh, but nope! The big fat lesbians have to suck it up!” She looked as though she were about to punch someone in the face. Knowing Beth, it wouldn’t be all that surprising if she did go and punch the guy.

The two of them were having lunch together at their school, minding their own business. No one else had lunch with them, so the two of them saw nothing wrong with getting a little couple-ly outside in the spring air. Nothing too graphic since Emily hated PDA. It was just some hand holding, whispering sweet thing to each other, a peck on the lips.

Then, Jimmy, rolling in like a storm on their beautiful sunny day, snickered loudly with his friends. They were two tables from them, and made no attempt to hid the fact they were laughing at them.

“What are you looking at?” Emily asked, an icy look in her eyes. It only seemed to made Jimmy laugh a little louder.

“Two fucking dykes,” Jimmy said. His friends exploded into laughter. It was so unexpected that it felt like a punch to the gut. She instantly found herself speechless, but Beth wasn’t.

“What did you say?” Beth growled rising from her seat. Emily instantly grabbed onto her hand. Beth had gotten into a few fights before, most of them with Hannah’s bullies, but Emily instantly knew who’s side the school would take if she got into one now.

“You cows think you’re so cute. It’s fucking gross. Go back to whatever shit hole you crawled out of and leave us fucking humans alone.” Beth tried to jump at him, but Emily held her back, standing up so she could be closer to her girlfriend.

“He’s not worth getting suspended over,” Emily whispered to her, at least she thought she was whispering.

“Yeah listen to you’re bitch.” Emily turned to him, a rage in her gut. The shock was gone, and now all she wanted to do was punch him herself. If he started insulting Beth again, she would.

“Listen here you shiteater-” Then the lunch bell rang, and Jimmy and his boys stood up. “Hold up,” Emily said, talking after them.

Jimmy just laughed and kept walking. She was going to chase him, but Beth held her back this time. He wasn’t worth a suspension, and he wasn’t worth Emily’s dignity.

Now laying in her bed, Emily wished Beth had let her after him. She probably wouldn’t have taken him in a fight (not with all of this friends) but it would have felt oh so sweet to break his nose. Maybe it would get rid of this horrible self hated she felt at the moment.

“It’s just-” Beth sat down on the ground, putting her head in her hands. Emily instantly sat up, only to hear her girlfriend crying. Jumping up, she rapped her arms around Beth as she cried. Beth looked all vigor and tough, but on the inside, she was just as soft as Emily was. It was something they both tried desperately to hide, but never from each other. It was why she loved her so much. Beth made her feel weak in all the right ways.

“It’s not fair,” Beth sobbed, rapping on her of hands around Emily’s waist as she kept crying into the other. “Why do they get to get away with this?”

Emily was hurt. She was furious, and upset, and ashamed, but it was Beth crying that really pushed her over the edge. It was on thing to hurt Emily, she was used to it, but it was another to hurt the ones she loved. Especially the one she loved more than anything in the world.

“He’s not,” Emily said a determination in her voice. She raised her hand to rub the back of Beth’s head. “Jimmy’s going to fucking pay.”

Boys really were idiots, and had such large egos. They seemed to love to express them in different ways. In Mike’s case, it was womanizing. Matt loved to brag about his fancy sneakers. Chris about his stupid computer and all the ways it was superior to others. Josh, well, he was a mixed bag of things. Jimmy, though, Jimmy loved his car.

If the rumors where true, which Emily was really hoping they were, Jimmy’s car was the most impressive thing about him. AKA he had a tiny dick, and over compensated with a bright yellow Ferrari. It really did pay to be a rich kid.

Both of them were dressed in all black. Emily wore her black skin tight body suit she wore last halloween when she went as a sexy cat with Jess. Beth wore a black hoodie, leggings, and a black hat. 

Both of them climbed over the Johnson’s family gate, and tip toed their way towards their driveway. Jimmy’s car was out alright, it was easy to see, even in the darkness of night.

It was one in the morning, and no lights were on in the house, which hopefully meant everyone was sleeping. Good.

“You go the paint?” Emily whispered. Beth shot her a wicked grin, and pulled two spray paint cans from her hoodie pockets. Emily shot her an equally evil smirk as Beth threw her the can. Snapping off the lid, and shaking it up, the girls went to work.

By the time there were done, beautiful silver dicks were coving his car, a few choice words, and a poorly done painting of a middle finger (but hey, Beth wasn’t much of an artist). The best part was, it was permanent paint. Sure, it would come off with some paint remover, but it cost a fortune. Emily hoped it all came out of Jimmy’s pocket.

Beth ran over to her and pulled her into a deep kiss, as they broke apart, Emily couldn’t keep a grin from appearing on her face. Beth put her arm around her as they both admired their work.

“I love you so fucking much,” Beth whispered in her ear. Emily leaned her head onto Beth shoulder, smiling a little wider.

“I love you too.”

“Hey,” Beth said, twisting her head so that Emily would look her in the eye. Oh no, Emily was all to familiar with that wicked look. “You know what would make this perfect?” Emily did.

“Fucking on his car?” Beth pulled her into a kiss as she reached for the zipper on the back of Emily’s body suit. It took everything Emily had to suppress a giggle as Beth pushed hear against the hood of the car.