Oh. My. Gawd. How long has it been since I was even able to touch my laptop!?

This is my first chapter! Hooray!

Okay, I hate to self-promote like this, but if you haven't read my Voltron one-shots book, DO IT!!!!! I'm about to update it shortly after this one, but the writing that I've done over there has been blowing me away.

You bet your sweet ass I'm reading my stuff and sweating through my shorts.

ALSO! A little warning, I use a bit of language, but it won't be too insane. Trust me. And, I just input items into "personalized" areas because I think it's dumb to write out y/f/f for Your Favorite Flavor when there is, like, a thousand things you'd have to know in order to read 5 words of my story. Anywho, this first chapter is dedicated to @genderbendlover63! Hope you love it!

Well, enjoy the story!

STATUS: Revised

Readers' P.O.V.

I could feel my cheeks begin to burn in embarrassment and jealousy. I sipped my milkshake hard as I darted my eyes around the quaint coffee shop, a lame attempt at distracting my wandering eyes, and my boiling blood.

How dare he?

Currently, I was sitting at the Andy-full Cafe trying to drink a heavenly vanilla milkshake.

You may be curious as to why I feel like I'm about to rip some guy apart, right? Well, allow me to enlighten you on that question. Two deadly words.

Loni. Loud.

A bit of an airhead, but a totally perfect man. However, the girl currently latching her lips to his neck was the opposite of perfect. Her eyes were posed into a sharp glare, pointed directly at me. Loni let out a shaky breath, his hands grasping onto her hips. I could already feel a major eye roll building.

"Uhm, Loni? Marianne?" A voice questioned.

I leaned across the table, smiling at the older woman. She was looking confusedly towards the couple across from me.

"'Sup Andy!" I cheered. Andy smiled brightly at me before directing her gaze back to the intensely inappropriate make-out session.

"You two know the rules; Major PDA, leave the Cafe. Either stop now or get out." Andy commanded. Marianne rolled her eyes, sitting back with a humph. Loni swallowed thickly before giving Andy a shaky smile and sitting back.

"Mind if I stick with you, Fries?" I asked, standing on the booth seat and stepping over Loni's lap. Loni looked up at me with sad, confused eyes.

"Fries?" Loni shook his head before his thoughts could leave his mouth. He returned his eyes to mine. "I thought you were hanging with Marianne and me today?" He pouted. I replied with a shoulder shrug. Andy nodded, walking back to the cashing counter. She pulled a rag out of her way-too-frilly apron and began wiping down the countertop.

"So, got sick of the lip sticks?" Andy questioned, throwing a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of Loni and Marianne, who happened to have their lips pressed tightly together again.

"Ugh, tell me about it. I hate it so much." I complained, grabbing another rag and walking over to wipe the glass displays full of pastries down. "All they do is kiss and touch and be irritating. I mean, can't he just notice already?" I grumbled. Andy gave me a sympathetic look.

"Hun, you already know that he isn't the brightest crayon in that color box. He ain't gonna realize anything unless you spell it out for him. And even then it might not work. In fact, you better just come out right with it." Andy contemplated, rubbing a hand over the scar under her chin. I sighed, spritzing more Windex on the display glass. "Hold that thought, I gotta kick these hooligans out." Andy came over, patted me on the cheek, then walked over to Loni's table, where Marianne had managed to get on top of the table, hands down the back of Loni's shirt, her tits falling out of her shirt.

I scoffed. Disgusting.

I continued to scrub as I watched Loni leave from the corner of my eye. He kept glancing back at me, but I paid him no mind as I continued to clean.

"Y'know, something tells me you better go watch those two. It ain't your dream to run a cafe, after all." Andy laughed, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. I sighed, setting my rag on the counter.

"Andy, how did you decide this was what you wanted to do? I mean, you said you were in love before, why did you choose coffee, tea, and art over being with someone you would give up everything for?" I pondered, looking to her bright red face.

"Golly, you really listen to me, huh?" Andy questioned, rubbing her cheek absentmindedly. She let out a sigh. "Well, I knew I loved 'im. That's for sure. But, hun, you gotta realize, he wasn't okay with everything I enjoyed. And, sexuality came between us. You might not have that problem, but when he caught me staring at a girl the way I stared at him, it intervened a tad." She laughed, wiping her forearm across her forehead. "Anywho, if you really love him, let him know. Surely he'll respect you, even if the feelings aren't reciprocated. That's how I've always lived! Now, git. 'Fore I have no work left!" She nagged, pushing me towards the door with a smile.

"Alright, alright! I'll see what I can do." I smiled, genuine. I waved to Andy before walking out, stalking down the sidewalk. A cold, light fall breeze blew through me, causing me to pull my grey coat around me tighter. I quickly tugged my headphones out, shoving the tiny speakers into my ears.

Headin' down south to the land of the pines,

I'm thumbin' my way into North Carolina,

Starin' at the road, and pray to God I see headlights,

I kicked a rock, watching my orange converse become slightly scuffed, contemplating how exactly I planned on "seeing what I can do." Loni clearly liked Marianne, but it was obvious the feelings there were not mutual. Marianne had her legs open for any passerby. Hell, she slept with the mailman once. That has to say something!

I loved Loni for who he was, not what he looked like. I let out a sigh, walking across the road to the nearby park. For a barely medium-sized town, they made sure to leave a huge area for small hikes and a park. The forested area was fairly large, around 5 miles on either side to build a nice hiking area full of wildlife and nature.

I walked into the forest, following a path carved by instinct. It led to my area. Me and Loni's area. A nice section secluded in the center of the woods, a small creek set in that area, making it the perfect place to sit and think.

Or make out, apparently.

I felt my mouth open, dropping in shock at the sight before me. Marianne and Loni were making out passionately in Loni and I's special area. Our area. Tears fell down my cheeks as I felt a gasp fill my lungs.

Both of their heads flew apart as Loni and Marianne stared at me in shock and anger. Loni's face paled at the sight of me, regret washing over his features. Marianne stared at me in anger and disgust, her eyes willing me to leave.

A sob spilled pathetically from my lips as I struggled to fight the flood of salty emotion. I wiped my arm across my eyes in a weak attempt to rid me of my tears. I turned, walking quickly back the way I came.

"(Y/n)!" Loni called, running out of the forest after me. He caught up to me in a flash, his hand quickly grabbing my arm. I felt myself turn around swiftly and a loud slap rang through the air. A thick silence fell over us, his stiff form and my shaking one.

"How dare you," I whispered, my voice quivering with emotion.

"(Y/n), I didn't-"

"Didn't what!? Think I'd show up!? That was wrong Loni, and you know it!" I sobbed, pointing a firm finger into his chest.

"I know! And I'm sorry!" Loni pleaded.

"No, you're not! You wouldn't have hurt me like this if you were! That was special, Loni! It was ours! Not a place to get laid with a girl who doesn't give a flying shit about you!" I screamed, tears flooding my face.

"What did you say?" Loni growled.

"You heard me! Marianne doesn't give a shit about you! Loni, she's using you!" I cried out in anger.

"Don't ever speak of her like that again." He spat at me, shoving me. I yelped in surprise, hitting the ground harshly, scraping my elbow on the concrete beneath me in the process. Loni's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, (Y/n)-"

"Fine. If that's how you feel, I'll leave. I'm done. Don't speak to me ever again, Loni. This friendship is over." I weakly stood, cradling my bleeding elbow to me. "Go back to her. Screw our area. It's yours now." I whispered, turning on my heel and walking away.

Part of me hoped he would come after me, but the better part was screaming at him to stay. No footsteps followed me as I walked home and my only company was the passing of my shadow in the street lights.

It had been a few weeks since my confrontation with Loni and, on more than one account, I had caught Marianne finding entertainment in other men.

My headphones were cranked loud, Lauv blasting in my ears.

I like me better when I'm with you

I like me better when I'm with you

I knew from the first time, I stayed for a long time

I like me better when

I like me better when I'm with you

I took my phone out, scrolling through old pictures of Loni and I. So many happy selfies and stupid photos. I looked up, looking at the sign to Andy's Cafe. I sighed as I walked in, I Miss You blaring on the speakers. I groaned as I sat at the serving bar.

"You alright?" Andy asked, walking over as she polished a mug. I glanced at the mug.

Cats against catcalls.

"No, Andy. I'm not alright." I whispered, feeling tears well up in my eyes, blurring the image of a milkshake being placed in front of me.

"You can talk to me when you feel like it." Andy coaxed before walking over to take a couple's order.

A familiar laugh filled my ears. I lazily looked up, my eyes meeting a familiar set of faces. Loni and Marianne walked through the door, Marianne pulling a loud and horribly faked laugh. Loni looked miserable, deep bags hung under his eyes, and he looked paler.

I shook my head, washing away my thoughts. I drank my milkshake before slapping two dollars and fifty cents on the counter and walking out.

When Friday finally laid a blanket over me, I had never felt so amazing. It was the last day of seeing Loni at school for two weeks.

Winter Break. Finally.

I nodded absently to my friend as I packed my bag for the vacation. I bid farewell, walking to the back of the school where I park my car when I heard that same irritatingly loud and fake laugh. I glanced up, feeling my blood boil at the sight before me.

Marianne had Loni on the ground and she was pointing and laughing at him. He had bruises littering what little I could see of his arms, legs, and his face. He had a black eye forming and he looked like he was in tears. I clenched my fist in rage. 

That. Was. It.

I stomped over, listening closely to what Marianne was saying.

"God! To think I'd date someone as stupid and useless as you! Your just a big airhead with no future, no friends, and now no girlfriend! You're absolutely pathetic! Just a-" Marianne was cut off, my full bookbag hitting her cleanly in the back of the head. Loni's one eye widened in surprise as her head snapped forward.

"You stupid bitch." I spat, my face curled in disgust. "Have you no brain? You really are just basic and I swear that hair dye has polluted your head. Dying it so much has killed your last three functioning brain cells. Can you even brush your teeth without dreaming of it being a hunk of male?! You have no class, no respect, no real friends, no identity, and a hell of a reputation!" I growled. Marianne scoffed, walked over and punched me in the mouth.

I grunted before my head whipped back up, staring at her with blazing eyes. A solid palm jab slammed into her fragile nose, busting a blood faucet open. I quickly held up my fists, Marianne holding her nose as she quickly ran away.

I breathed out a sigh of relief before quickly running to Loni's aid.

"Are you okay? Can you walk? Did she do all of this?" I vomited questions at rapid speed as Loni groaned. He sat up slowly, holding his black eye as he stared at me. He reached a hand up to my face, cupping my chin and swiping at something warm dribbling down my lips.

"You're bleeding." He whispered.

I brought a hand to my lip, feeling the rather large split. I smiled, feeling the split open further as I held his hand in both of mine.

"I'm fine. It was worth it for you." I mumbled, a light blush dusting my cheeks.

"Do you... Do you like me?" Loni questioned slowly, staring down at my lips. My smile washed away slowly as I swallowed.

"Yes. Very much." I breathed. Loni smiled, leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. My hands grasped the back of his neck, bringing his mouth closer to mine. Loni pulled away, breathing out.

"Even looking like this?"

"It's hot." I insisted.

"Even being an airhead?"

"We can make memories," I whined, pulling him in for another firm kiss. Loni sighed, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer.

Yes, I think this is how things were supposed to be.

Guess who has a dream of owning a cafe?

It's me.

BYE BYE BITCH MARIANNE!!! Well, that was fun. It feels rad to be writing again! It's a bit choppy, and Ima probs come back and fix it, but not right now.

Hope this was what you expected @genderbendlover63! Love you and your request! And, thanks a shit ton for the plot assist. MA DUDES. TAKE NOTE. That helped in the making of this story SO. FREAKING. MUCH. So thanks for that.

Anyways, that's all I got for now. Andy, over and out!

Read on, my little Andies!

~Andvocell Raegree