Alive

“I’m pissed.” Ainsley sighed, dropping onto her bed beside Felicia and Kristen.
“Why?” Felicia asked as she ate some chips.
“I haven’t fucked anyone since, like, Ashley’s party.” Ainsley huffed.
“Oh, isn’t that when you fucked Parise?” Felicia laughed.
“Wait, you fucked Zach from Sherwood?” Kristen gasped. Ainsley grinned and nodded. “Fuck, how?”
Ainsley shrugged “I got really drunk and threw myself at him. It worked.” She explained.
“That’s terrible.” Jocelyn shook her head. “But was he good?”
Ainsley nodded before her door flew open. Marc stood in the door way, his arms crossed over his chest. Ainsley gave him and innocent smile. He shook his head.
“Incroyable.” He chuckled.
“Allez-vous!” She whined.
“No, do it in English so I can hear this.” Felicia said, sitting up.
“I get you’re some sex fiend,”
“Okay, don’t act like you aren’t too.” Ainsley rolled her eyes.
“I have a girlfriend to be one with.” Marc argued.
“I have a city full of hockey players to be one with.” She smirked.
“You could probably find a boyfriend, if you didn’t have the reputation you have.” He stated.
“Who would I date? James?” She cocked a brow.
“You know he’s into you.” Marc sang.
“You know I’m not into him.” Ainsley mocked his tone.
“She’s into Sid.” Kaitlyn piped up.
“Shut the fuck up.” Ainsley growled.
“Sid’s never gonna go for you if you’re hooking up with someone every party.” Marc laughed.
“I don’t want Sidney to go for me.” She sulked, crossing her arms.
Everyone in the room laughed. She rolled her eyes. Marc ruffled her hair before he walked out, pulling her door shut. Ainsley looked over her friends. They were all grinning at her. She smiled.
“I’m definitely hooking up with someone tonight.” She told them, as she rose from her bed.
The girls all got ready before the headed to James’s party. He was throwing a party for his birthday. He invited everyone you could think of, and then some, and then some more on top of that. Having some of the wealthiest parents, he had a giant house. People piled in.
Ainsley was on the prowl. She had to find someone to sleep with, just to get at Marc. Once she set her eyes on Valeri, she had decided who. They watched each other across the room. James’s eyes were set on Ainsley. He saw her staring at someone else, but couldn’t figure out whom. He lost her in the crowd.
Ainsley took Val upstairs. Things got heated as they found a vacant room. Looking around, Ainsley remembered this room. James’s room. She had done this before, in this bed, with a different guy. Valeri kissed down her neck before things continued.
James scoped the living room for Ainsley. He went to the kitchen and she wasn’t there. James did a full hunt for her, with no luck. He returned to the living room, cracking open a new beer. He looked around again and saw her. She was resting against Valeri. His hand was on her hip. James made a bee-line for them.
“Ains!” He called as he approached.
She looked up, furrowing her brows. “Yeah, James?”
“I need your help with something.” He explained before her took her hand.
He pulled her along to the washroom. He closed the door behind them. It was a small washroom so they were close together. He looked down on her.
“Did you fuck Val?” He hissed.
“I don’t think it’s any of your,”
“Ainsley, did you fuck him?” He growled.
“Why?” She crossed her arms.
“Because!” He shouted.
“James, let me out.” She sighed. He shook his head. “What the fuck is your problem?” She shoved him into the door.
He grabbed her wrists. “My problem is that you just fucked a guy in my fucking house!” He yelled.
“Don’t have a fucking party then! Now move!” She screamed, trying to move him.
“Do you not understand how disrespectful that is?” He sighed.
“You wouldn’t even care if you weren’t obsessed with me.” She laughed.
James shook his head, throwing the door open. He watched as she bumped past him. Ainsley stormed through the bodies and straight out the door. James watched her, sighing at himself.
The weekend passed and Ainsley luckily avoided any questions from her brother. Marc sat in his second period class. James sat beside him. Marc could tell something was bothering him. He turned his body towards him. James looked from the front of class to him.
“What’s up with you?” Marc asked. James shook his head. “It involves Ains, doesn’t it?”
“She fucked Val at my house.” James laughed.
Marc gasped before he turned away. They stayed silent for the rest of the period. When the bell rang, Marc charged out of the class. He saw Ainsley at her locker. She looked over and smiled at her. He shook her head at her.
“Ne jouez pas innocent.” He hissed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Marc.” She furrowed her brows.
“Valeri?”
Ainsley’s face fell. “I didn’t me,”
“After the chat we just had, Ainsley. I thought you understood that I was trying to help.”
“J'aime la façon dont je suis!” She cried. “Je n'aime pas ce que vous voulez que j'arrête de faire ou de ce que cela m'aidera à obtenir un petit ami. Je suis content.”
He shook his head. “Fuck, I’m going to have to do something with you.” He began to pace. “I’m going to have to send you to a boarding school, or something like the programs on ‘Beyond Scared Straight’.”
“I’d probably still find someone to fuck.” She shrugged.
“Ainsley, please. I need you to cut back for me. It drives me insane.” He begged.
She rolled her eyes. “I’ll try but I probably won’t do well.”
“If you stop with always hooking up, I’ll talk to Sidney for you.” Marc tried to bargain.
She growled, punching him in the chest. “I don’t likeSidney! I don’t want you to talk toSidney! I want everyone to leave me alone aboutSidney!” She screamed.
Sidney slowed down behind her with Evgeni and Valarie as he heard her talking. Marc looked past his sister and started to laugh. Ainsley rolled her eyes, turning around. She saw Sidney. Her eyes squeezed shut as she let out a sigh. She walked off muttering ‘je vais me tuer’ earning a laugh from Marc. Sidney looked at her in confusion than looked at Marc.
“I feel like I missed something.” Sid said, still confused.
Geno shook his head. “She like you.” He stated as if it was painfully obvious.
“She just said she didn’t.” Sidney laughed.
“She says a lot of shit, Sid.” Marc rolled his eyes.
“You are stupidly blind if you actually believe that girl doesn’t like you.” Valarie sighed.
“Ainsley’s a cool girl but she’s Marc’s little sister. I couldn’t.” Sid shook his head.
“She’s ‘cool’? That’s honestly all you have to say?” Valarie gasped.
“What else do I say?” He cocked a brow.
She groaned. “You might be hockey smart but you’re definitely not all there.” She explained, tapping his head.
She walked off and G followed closely behind. Sidney watched them before he turned to Marc. Marc was chewing on his lip while he absentmindedly stared at the floor. He looked up and met the eyes of a still, obviously, confused Sidney Crosby.
“I’m probably going against every rule about being an older brother, but Ainsley needssomeone like you.” He cooed.
“What? Why?”
“Because she’s happiest sleeping with any guy in reach and that isn’t right.” He spat.
Marc squeezed Sidney’s shoulder before he walked away. Sid just stood while staring down the hall in confusion. He didn’t understand a thing that had just happened.
“What the fuck?” He huffed, finally.

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