Daughter of Kellin Quinn
Pie For A Pie: Part 1/2
*Copeland’s POV*
I jumped on Tony’s bunk, kicking off my heels. “My feet hurt,” I said glumly.
“You wanna foot massage?” he asked, walking over to sit on the bed with me. I giggled a little and smiled widely.
“No, silly. It’s ok.” He plopped on the bed next to me and snaked his arms around my waist.
It was silent for about a minute until he freaked out about something. “Oh my god! Copeland, wh-what is all…what is this?” He held my arm and stared at all my scars in shock. I yanked my arm away and winced in pain.
“It’s nothing,” I said with embarrassment in my voice. I enclosed my arm with his blanket so he wouldn’t stare at it. He swiftly tightened his grip on the cover and pushed it away.
“What are you talking about? These are scars…all over your arm! Have you been-”
“No, I haven’t! Please, it’s no big deal. Can we just drop it?” I cut him off. I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want to ruin the night, talking about all my stupid problems I had.
“No, we’re not gonna drop it! Why are you hurting yourself? This is terrible, Cope!” He paced himself around the room.
“I’m fine,” I said firmly. I didn’t want to look at him. There was sadness and frustration in his eyes.
“No, you’re not fine. You are so not fine. Why are you cutting? Self harming isn’t the answer.” He sat down next to me. “Look at me.” I wasn’t moving. All I could think about was how disappointed he was in me. He softly grabbed my chin with his thumb and made me face him. “Please don’t do this to yourself.”
“But I need to. It’s the only way for me to feel better.”
“No, no it’s not. You can always talk to someone! I’m here for you! I’m not going anywhere so please just talk to me.” His voice was scratching up. He was so sad and it was all my fault.
“I’m so afraid I’m going to do it again. I don’t want to. I need help, Tony,” I cried. He pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest as he laid back on his bunk. He tangled his fingers in my hair while he played with it.
“I’m here for you, whenever you need me. I’m just a phone call away. Don’t ever hesitate to dial my number.”
I looked in his eyes as he looked into mine. He wiped away my tears with his sleeve. He barely sat up. I didn’t look away from him. He pulled my arm gently from under the cover. He kissed each and every scar I had and laid back against the wall.
“What?” he smiled.
“N-Nothing,” I voiced out. “You just look… good. And thank you.”
“Anytime, Cope,” he smiled again. “I’m always here. I will never leave you.” I leaned in a little.
“Tony…” He only looked at me. I stared in his eyes. “Kiss me…”
“….......…..I can’t,” he whispered. He got up and faced a mirror. I gave him a look and sat up.
“W-Why not? Is it because of my ugly scars? Is it because I’m not wearing the right shade of lipstick? Is it because…I‘m not good enough?”
“No, not at all…it’s because…with the way you look right now and the way you stare in my eyes, I highly doubt we’re only going to kiss. You look so…beautiful and breathtaking that I can‘t…I can‘t just only kiss you.”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
*Tony’s POV*
“You think I’m beautiful?” she blushed.
“Of course. Like I said, words can’t express the way you look tonight.” She stood up and walked toward me.
“I can’t even get one kiss?”
“Don’t do that to me,” I spoke out, stepping back. “Please, just stop.”
“Tony…I love you.”
I love you too but if you say that again, I‘m going to rip your fucking clothes off! “Stop,” I whispered, barely breathing out. She was against my body. She slowly started to undo the buttons on my jacket. “Copeland, don’t!” I moved away and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.
I needed time to think…I didn’t have time to think.
I rushed back in the room, slamming the door aggressively. “Fuck it,” I said, ripping my tie off. She went wide eyed and I pressed my lips against hers. I slipped my tongue in her mouth, asking for entrance. Our tongues fought for dominance, which I clearly won. I shifted our position and gently shoved her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist. My hands slid down her thighs inch by inch. Once I reached the mid point, I carefully tucked my fingers under her dress, remembering not to go too far.
I pushed Copeland over the bed and climbed on top of her. I attached my lips to her neck. Soft moans escaped her lips. I studied her hands, clinging to the sheets. I replaced the sheets with my hands and laced our fingers together. I brushed my lips against her cheek. Her gleaming eyes fixed on mine.
“I love you, Tony,” she breathed. I scanned her face, only to see a tear escape her eyes. I wiped it away.
“I love you too, baby girl.” I bent down and kissed her arms and up to her face. I grinded my hips with hers. She lightly tugged on my hair, moaning into the kiss. I felt her unbuckle the hook in my belt.
See this is what I didn’t want to happen. I didn’t want to kiss her because I knew it was going to go too far. What the hell do you think people do after Prom? Get fucked. And that’s something I wasn’t planning on tonight.
I’m such a dummy.
I’m not gonna take it away. I just can’t. I’ll have her dad running all up and down my ass.
I can’t resist her. I can’t handle myself when I’m this close. I need her in my life. I love her. But I can’t stop myself. She’s into it just as much as I am right now.
Electricity sprang all throughout my body. Butterflies were flying around in my stomach. I felt all these different emotions for this girl that I’ve never felt before. My mind was spinning uncontrollably.
I licked my lips and kissed her again.
We paused for a second, catching our breath. My warm hands slowly slid up her thighs, positioned to remove her underwear. I tucked my fingers inside the strap. She lifted her hips while I pressed my lips even harder against her neck. I began very slowly to roll down her underwear.
Thunder struck the room. And by that, I mean Mike slamming the door open, almost cracking it.
“Shit!” I yelled, jumping a little. Mike gave us a displeasing look.
“OH MY GOD! CAESAR ANTONIO, GET THE FUCK OFF HER! SHE‘S 18 YOU SON OF A BITCH!” I hurriedly slid my legs off the bed and stood up, buckling my belt. “I need to see you for a second,” he said pointing at me. “Get your shit together and get out here.” He slammed the door on us and waited in the living room.
I fixed my shirt and put my tie back on.
I kissed Copeland and left her in the room.
I saw Mike pacing around the room, obviously agitated. He turned to me after I called out his name.
“What do you think you’re doing, Tony?! She’s 18…you’re fucking 45. That’s nasty! Get a hold of yourself.” I breathed heavily, still pacing around the room.
“Mike…”
“I can’t believe you two just did it.”
“Mike…”
“What am I gonna do?”
“Mike!” I screamed, not happy he wasn’t letting me speak. He turned to me and halted his steps. “I love her. But wedidn’t have sex, I promise.”
“You sure about that?! It looked like you two were about to, like, go ham!”
“The only one going ham is you. Chill, I swear nothing happened. I’m actually glad you busted in on us. I didn’t think I could last any longer. My insides were exploding, literally!” He laughed it off.
“Are you sure you guys didn’t have sex?”
“Cross my heart and hope to live,” I reassured him.
“In that case, I’ll let you guys making out slide. But for now, we need to leave. Jaime is waiting for us.”
Oh shit! I totally forgot that Jaime wanted Cope and I to head to that little shack after Prom! “Oh yeah, I’ll go get Copeland.”
“Uh, no, you stay here. I’ll go get her. I can’t have you two making out in front of me again.”
She came out of the room. “Put your heels back on, we’re heading out,” I told her.
“Where are we going?” she asked me.
“Jaime and everyone else are waiting for us back at the shack. He told me he wanted both of you to come,” Mike said, reaching for his keys. “Let’s get going. We can’t have him waiting any longer,” he giggled before we headed out.
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*Copeland’s POV*
I opened the light to find at least two dozen pies laying around on tables. My eyes lit up. “What are all these pies for?” I asked, directing my question towards Mike.
“You’ll see,” he smiled, walking behind the large table in the back.
“SURPRISE!” everyone bellowed in unison. I jolted my head up and smiled at the sight of everyone here. Jaime, Vic, mom, dad, Jack, Justin, Gabe, Jesse, and of course, Mike and Tony.
“Guys, it’s not my birthday,” I said flatly. “But thanks!”
“Oh don’t even mention it, Copeland,” Jaime chuckled, picking up a pie in his hand. He slowly walked over to me. “Cuz you honestly deserve everything your about to get.” And with that he laughed an evil laugh and chucked the pie in my face.
The whole room burst out laughing. “What the hell, Jaime! Why did you do that?”
“That’s what you get for inviting Tony to Prom and not me,” he laughed aloud and started clapping his hands. I quickly started wiping the pie away. At least everyone got a laugh out of it. Even I did.
“Jaime, you know you’re amazing but you would’ve been my second choice, honest.”
“But Tony refused in the begi-” A pie went flying across the room to Jaime’s face.
I think I just died laughing. Tony threw a pie at Jaime for me. “HAHAHAHHA, that’s so fucking funn-” Gabe threw a pie at Tony.
“HAHAH!!!” Mike laughed, pointing at Tony.
“Oh you think that’s funny, don’t you?” Tony picked up a pie.
“NO, NO I DON’T!” Mike hid behind my mom but popped his head up to make sure Tony was bluffing on throwing the pie. Too bad Mike ducked in time and the pie went swooshing through the air to hit my mom in the face. Tony chuckled a little as well as I did.
“Oh my god, Katelynne, I’m SO SO sorry!” Mike said to my mom. My dad laughed his ass off at the sight of his wife with creamy crust all over her face. She picked up a pie and chucked it in his face.
“Sorry, babe,” she giggled, covering her mouth.
“HAAAAAAA,” Jack and Jesse laughed in unison, pointing at my dad. “You got knocked the fuck out, Kellin!” Jesse said trying to catch his breath from laughing so much. “By your own wife!” Jack teased, grabbing his stomach.
He picked up two pies from the table. “TAKE IT, BITCHES!” my dad flung them towards their faces. All three of them laughed and giggled till they hit the floor.
I watched as Vic and Jaime threw the remaining pies in each other’s faces.
“IS NO ONE GONNA HIT ME WITH A PIE?!” Justin yelled, flaring his whole body out in the middle of the room.
I grabbed the last pie off the table and flung it across the room, hitting him in the face.
“Thanks, Copeland!” He cheered. I never knew someone could be so damn happy to be hit in the face with pie!
I saw Tony leaning against the door. He watched as everyone continued laughing and throwing the crust in each other’s faces. He looked at me and smiled. I walked over to him. He held my waist and I leaned into him.
While everyone was screaming and hiding behind tables, I used my tongue to lick away the delicious coloring on Tony’s lips. He dittoed my action. Since no one was paying attention, he kissed the creamy pie off my lips. I cupped his face with my hand and melted away in his arms.
Tony will always be there for me. If I ever need someone to lean on, he's the person to go to. Now, I can stop relying on the razor for help. I have Tony. My beautiful Tony turtle. He's so amazing and I can't imagine life without him.
Nothing can ruin this moment. Literally…nothing.
I jumped on Tony’s bunk, kicking off my heels. “My feet hurt,” I said glumly.
“You wanna foot massage?” he asked, walking over to sit on the bed with me. I giggled a little and smiled widely.
“No, silly. It’s ok.” He plopped on the bed next to me and snaked his arms around my waist.
It was silent for about a minute until he freaked out about something. “Oh my god! Copeland, wh-what is all…what is this?” He held my arm and stared at all my scars in shock. I yanked my arm away and winced in pain.
“It’s nothing,” I said with embarrassment in my voice. I enclosed my arm with his blanket so he wouldn’t stare at it. He swiftly tightened his grip on the cover and pushed it away.
“What are you talking about? These are scars…all over your arm! Have you been-”
“No, I haven’t! Please, it’s no big deal. Can we just drop it?” I cut him off. I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want to ruin the night, talking about all my stupid problems I had.
“No, we’re not gonna drop it! Why are you hurting yourself? This is terrible, Cope!” He paced himself around the room.
“I’m fine,” I said firmly. I didn’t want to look at him. There was sadness and frustration in his eyes.
“No, you’re not fine. You are so not fine. Why are you cutting? Self harming isn’t the answer.” He sat down next to me. “Look at me.” I wasn’t moving. All I could think about was how disappointed he was in me. He softly grabbed my chin with his thumb and made me face him. “Please don’t do this to yourself.”
“But I need to. It’s the only way for me to feel better.”
“No, no it’s not. You can always talk to someone! I’m here for you! I’m not going anywhere so please just talk to me.” His voice was scratching up. He was so sad and it was all my fault.
“I’m so afraid I’m going to do it again. I don’t want to. I need help, Tony,” I cried. He pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest as he laid back on his bunk. He tangled his fingers in my hair while he played with it.
“I’m here for you, whenever you need me. I’m just a phone call away. Don’t ever hesitate to dial my number.”
I looked in his eyes as he looked into mine. He wiped away my tears with his sleeve. He barely sat up. I didn’t look away from him. He pulled my arm gently from under the cover. He kissed each and every scar I had and laid back against the wall.
“What?” he smiled.
“N-Nothing,” I voiced out. “You just look… good. And thank you.”
“Anytime, Cope,” he smiled again. “I’m always here. I will never leave you.” I leaned in a little.
“Tony…” He only looked at me. I stared in his eyes. “Kiss me…”
“….......…..I can’t,” he whispered. He got up and faced a mirror. I gave him a look and sat up.
“W-Why not? Is it because of my ugly scars? Is it because I’m not wearing the right shade of lipstick? Is it because…I‘m not good enough?”
“No, not at all…it’s because…with the way you look right now and the way you stare in my eyes, I highly doubt we’re only going to kiss. You look so…beautiful and breathtaking that I can‘t…I can‘t just only kiss you.”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
*Tony’s POV*
“You think I’m beautiful?” she blushed.
“Of course. Like I said, words can’t express the way you look tonight.” She stood up and walked toward me.
“I can’t even get one kiss?”
“Don’t do that to me,” I spoke out, stepping back. “Please, just stop.”
“Tony…I love you.”
I love you too but if you say that again, I‘m going to rip your fucking clothes off! “Stop,” I whispered, barely breathing out. She was against my body. She slowly started to undo the buttons on my jacket. “Copeland, don’t!” I moved away and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.
I needed time to think…I didn’t have time to think.
I rushed back in the room, slamming the door aggressively. “Fuck it,” I said, ripping my tie off. She went wide eyed and I pressed my lips against hers. I slipped my tongue in her mouth, asking for entrance. Our tongues fought for dominance, which I clearly won. I shifted our position and gently shoved her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist. My hands slid down her thighs inch by inch. Once I reached the mid point, I carefully tucked my fingers under her dress, remembering not to go too far.
I pushed Copeland over the bed and climbed on top of her. I attached my lips to her neck. Soft moans escaped her lips. I studied her hands, clinging to the sheets. I replaced the sheets with my hands and laced our fingers together. I brushed my lips against her cheek. Her gleaming eyes fixed on mine.
“I love you, Tony,” she breathed. I scanned her face, only to see a tear escape her eyes. I wiped it away.
“I love you too, baby girl.” I bent down and kissed her arms and up to her face. I grinded my hips with hers. She lightly tugged on my hair, moaning into the kiss. I felt her unbuckle the hook in my belt.
See this is what I didn’t want to happen. I didn’t want to kiss her because I knew it was going to go too far. What the hell do you think people do after Prom? Get fucked. And that’s something I wasn’t planning on tonight.
I’m such a dummy.
I’m not gonna take it away. I just can’t. I’ll have her dad running all up and down my ass.
I can’t resist her. I can’t handle myself when I’m this close. I need her in my life. I love her. But I can’t stop myself. She’s into it just as much as I am right now.
Electricity sprang all throughout my body. Butterflies were flying around in my stomach. I felt all these different emotions for this girl that I’ve never felt before. My mind was spinning uncontrollably.
I licked my lips and kissed her again.
We paused for a second, catching our breath. My warm hands slowly slid up her thighs, positioned to remove her underwear. I tucked my fingers inside the strap. She lifted her hips while I pressed my lips even harder against her neck. I began very slowly to roll down her underwear.
Thunder struck the room. And by that, I mean Mike slamming the door open, almost cracking it.
“Shit!” I yelled, jumping a little. Mike gave us a displeasing look.
“OH MY GOD! CAESAR ANTONIO, GET THE FUCK OFF HER! SHE‘S 18 YOU SON OF A BITCH!” I hurriedly slid my legs off the bed and stood up, buckling my belt. “I need to see you for a second,” he said pointing at me. “Get your shit together and get out here.” He slammed the door on us and waited in the living room.
I fixed my shirt and put my tie back on.
I kissed Copeland and left her in the room.
I saw Mike pacing around the room, obviously agitated. He turned to me after I called out his name.
“What do you think you’re doing, Tony?! She’s 18…you’re fucking 45. That’s nasty! Get a hold of yourself.” I breathed heavily, still pacing around the room.
“Mike…”
“I can’t believe you two just did it.”
“Mike…”
“What am I gonna do?”
“Mike!” I screamed, not happy he wasn’t letting me speak. He turned to me and halted his steps. “I love her. But wedidn’t have sex, I promise.”
“You sure about that?! It looked like you two were about to, like, go ham!”
“The only one going ham is you. Chill, I swear nothing happened. I’m actually glad you busted in on us. I didn’t think I could last any longer. My insides were exploding, literally!” He laughed it off.
“Are you sure you guys didn’t have sex?”
“Cross my heart and hope to live,” I reassured him.
“In that case, I’ll let you guys making out slide. But for now, we need to leave. Jaime is waiting for us.”
Oh shit! I totally forgot that Jaime wanted Cope and I to head to that little shack after Prom! “Oh yeah, I’ll go get Copeland.”
“Uh, no, you stay here. I’ll go get her. I can’t have you two making out in front of me again.”
She came out of the room. “Put your heels back on, we’re heading out,” I told her.
“Where are we going?” she asked me.
“Jaime and everyone else are waiting for us back at the shack. He told me he wanted both of you to come,” Mike said, reaching for his keys. “Let’s get going. We can’t have him waiting any longer,” he giggled before we headed out.
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*Copeland’s POV*
I opened the light to find at least two dozen pies laying around on tables. My eyes lit up. “What are all these pies for?” I asked, directing my question towards Mike.
“You’ll see,” he smiled, walking behind the large table in the back.
“SURPRISE!” everyone bellowed in unison. I jolted my head up and smiled at the sight of everyone here. Jaime, Vic, mom, dad, Jack, Justin, Gabe, Jesse, and of course, Mike and Tony.
“Guys, it’s not my birthday,” I said flatly. “But thanks!”
“Oh don’t even mention it, Copeland,” Jaime chuckled, picking up a pie in his hand. He slowly walked over to me. “Cuz you honestly deserve everything your about to get.” And with that he laughed an evil laugh and chucked the pie in my face.
The whole room burst out laughing. “What the hell, Jaime! Why did you do that?”
“That’s what you get for inviting Tony to Prom and not me,” he laughed aloud and started clapping his hands. I quickly started wiping the pie away. At least everyone got a laugh out of it. Even I did.
“Jaime, you know you’re amazing but you would’ve been my second choice, honest.”
“But Tony refused in the begi-” A pie went flying across the room to Jaime’s face.
I think I just died laughing. Tony threw a pie at Jaime for me. “HAHAHAHHA, that’s so fucking funn-” Gabe threw a pie at Tony.
“HAHAH!!!” Mike laughed, pointing at Tony.
“Oh you think that’s funny, don’t you?” Tony picked up a pie.
“NO, NO I DON’T!” Mike hid behind my mom but popped his head up to make sure Tony was bluffing on throwing the pie. Too bad Mike ducked in time and the pie went swooshing through the air to hit my mom in the face. Tony chuckled a little as well as I did.
“Oh my god, Katelynne, I’m SO SO sorry!” Mike said to my mom. My dad laughed his ass off at the sight of his wife with creamy crust all over her face. She picked up a pie and chucked it in his face.
“Sorry, babe,” she giggled, covering her mouth.
“HAAAAAAA,” Jack and Jesse laughed in unison, pointing at my dad. “You got knocked the fuck out, Kellin!” Jesse said trying to catch his breath from laughing so much. “By your own wife!” Jack teased, grabbing his stomach.
He picked up two pies from the table. “TAKE IT, BITCHES!” my dad flung them towards their faces. All three of them laughed and giggled till they hit the floor.
I watched as Vic and Jaime threw the remaining pies in each other’s faces.
“IS NO ONE GONNA HIT ME WITH A PIE?!” Justin yelled, flaring his whole body out in the middle of the room.
I grabbed the last pie off the table and flung it across the room, hitting him in the face.
“Thanks, Copeland!” He cheered. I never knew someone could be so damn happy to be hit in the face with pie!
I saw Tony leaning against the door. He watched as everyone continued laughing and throwing the crust in each other’s faces. He looked at me and smiled. I walked over to him. He held my waist and I leaned into him.
While everyone was screaming and hiding behind tables, I used my tongue to lick away the delicious coloring on Tony’s lips. He dittoed my action. Since no one was paying attention, he kissed the creamy pie off my lips. I cupped his face with my hand and melted away in his arms.
Tony will always be there for me. If I ever need someone to lean on, he's the person to go to. Now, I can stop relying on the razor for help. I have Tony. My beautiful Tony turtle. He's so amazing and I can't imagine life without him.
Nothing can ruin this moment. Literally…nothing.
Notes
btw, ik i said of mice and men would be there for the pie but i didn't realize that when i wrote this a long time ago... this story is already done hehehe so just go with it*A Match Into Water reference;)
*Friday After Next reference:DD (you got knocked the fuck out) hahaha
*Miles Away reference:) ...(i'm just a phone call away) i didn't know that was a reference i never heard that song b4 lol<3 thanks girl for telling me:)
KEEP READING MY WONDERFUL READERS! COMMENTS ARE A MUST! i only have a couple chapters left after this one...it's gonna get really intense:D
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6/19/14