I just wanted to write a quick one shot. To stop writters block. but I don't have writters block. I just wanted to write something.

So here it goes!

Disclaimer: I do not own PPG's or RRB's.

Buttercup POV:

I was walking home with my clothes ripped, somewhere in the middle of the night, with a cuople of brusies. I still couldn't believe Butch did that.

FLASHBACK

"Ok, guys. Me and Buttercup are going to my place. Don't come over, if you catch my drift." Butch said winking to the other guys me and Butch was with.

"Ohhh, ok. we got you dude." One of them said.

"Come on beautiful." Butch said guesturing to me. We walked over to his motorcycle.

"Butch, I know what your thinking, and I already told you I'm not ready for that." I told him as I hoped on.

"Aw, come on. I know you are. Trust me. You'll be just fine." Butch said.

END

I turned the corner to see the cafe me, Butch, and the rest of the guys would hang out. It's funny. My real friends like Roxanne told me to be careful around him. Tears filled my eyes. I would find her in the morining to say sorry.

FLASHBACK

We got to his apartment. He helped me off and led me to His room. I saw him do something at the door that seemed like locking, but I didn't think he did.

"Make yourself at home." He told me. I sat on his bed, took off my shoes and layed in bed. It had his scent I loved smelling when I hug him.

"I'll be back." He said going to the bathroom. I decided to see around his room. While I was staring at the pictures of me and him, sometimes the guys, on his wall, I accidentally tripped over his dirty basket.

"Are you okay?" I heard him say from the bathroom.

"YEAH! I just tripped on your dirty basket. I'm going to pick up your clothes." I said started gathering up piles of clothes.

"N-no! It's okay! Just leave it." He said.

"Ok..." I said. I looked at the clothes from the basket. I saw something black, shiny black. I was reaching for it when I heard butch.

"DONT touch it!" Butch said startling me.

"I- I'm sorry."

"It's fine." He said picking up What ever I was going to pick up, after I was out of regonizing range.

End

'I couldn't beleive I was so stupid to go to his house'. I thought as I spotted my house Down the street. I started limping down the way when a car slowed down next to me.

'Butch?' I thought in fear as I saw the fimiliar car. It was to my relief when I saw it was Nickey, one of the guys from the group of friends.

"Buttercup? Are you ok?" He asked. I started crying.

"I-I guess so. what are you doing with Butch's car?" I asked.

"It's not his car. He uses it because his looks like a peice of crap."

"Oh." I said.

"I'll take you home." He said as I got into the seat.

FLASHBACK

He got onto the bed with me and started nibbling on my neck. I started giggling.

"Butch I already told you, haha, I'm not ready."

"And I told you, you are." He said on my neck. He took off his shirt and tried taking off mine as he kissed me.

"Butch stop." I said shoving off him off slightly.

"No." He said shoving me back down hard.

"OW! Butch that hurt." I said wincing.

"Well, your not cooporating." He said trying to take off my shirt again.

"I already told you, STOP!" I shouted pushing him off.

"I'm trying to please you!" He shouted at me.

"NO! your only pleaseing yourself!" She said. "I bet you don't even love me! you only like me for my body." I said starting to leave. He hit me on the back of the head. I fell and clutch my head.

"GET UP! get up now!" He told me as he pointed a gun at me. that must've been the black thing on the floor, after I knocked over the dirty basket. I slowly got up.

"Now come over and give your favorite guy a kiss." He said still pointing the gun at me. I slowly walked over to him. He puckered out his lip. I stared at him, thinking what i saw in him all these years. I punched him the mouth and ran, heading for the door. Then I heard a loud BANG! and an intense pain in my leg.

"AAAAAHHH!" I fell to the floor.

"NOW come here, Before I KILL YOU!" He shoued. I tried to get up.

"I can-" I started whispering.

"WHAT?" He shouted.

"I can't get up! you shot my %!#$ leg!" I said. He picked me up and put me on the bed.

"Don't put any blood on my bed, I'll be right back." He said going to the bathroom. I tried to get up after he was gone. I looked around and under his Clothes, I found a knife.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He asked. I was so startled I almost dropped the knife. I hid it in my back pocket while turning.

"I-y-you said n-not to get blood on your bed, s-so I got off." I said thinking of the best excuse I had.

"Well get back on." he said. I laid on the bed. He took out the bullet and aided it up. I tried my best not to scream. Then he suddenly started being nice.

"Does that feel better?" He said giving me a warm smile. That's the smile I fell for when I first met him. I could have just spit in his face.

End

I stepped out the car in front of my house.

"Thanks for saving me a walk home." She said.

"Y-you know buttercup, if you need anywhere safe to hang. I-I My house is always avaliable." He said suddenly nervous. I could've sworn he was blushing but he moved his face away before I could make sure.

"T-thanks, Nicky." I said. He drove off.

OKAY! this was meant to be a one shot but I was...lazy. If I get enough Reviews I'll write the second chapter.

THANKS!