song: Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood
Right now, he's probably slow dancing
With a bleached-blond tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now, he's probably buying
Her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now, he's probably up behind her
With a pool-stick
Showing her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know
corbyn smirked as jonah left the house once more that night. he could only imagine that he was going to a bar. he was going to find some bleach-blonde just like him and treat him well.
he probably order the boy some stupid fruity drink because he cant shoot whiskey he he can himself. jonah wont tell the poor boy he's taken and they'll get frisky with each other.
corbyn can see the brunette leaning over the blonde showing him how to shoot a combo in pool and oh, how jonah didn't know...
I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
corbyn took the key to his car and dug it into the side of jonah's truck. jonah had spent hundreds upon hundreds of dollars on fixing and "enhancing" his four-wheel drive Chevy truck.
he took the key and drug it across the leather seats - forming a word.
corbyn
he smiled as he grabbed his Lousiville slugger from when jonah was playing baseball and swung. it clashed with the glass headlights and he smiled at the damage.
then he took ta knife and slashed all four tires and watched them deflate with a large smile.
Right now, she's probably up singing some
White-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
And he's a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably
Dabbing on three dollars
Worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don't know
corbyn could almost hear the terrible singing from the boy. afterwards, he could tell that the boys was saying "I'm drunk" and jonah'll be all over it.
he could see him dabbing on three dollars onto rhr bathroom as he took the boy away. oh, how jonah didn't know.
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
'Cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
No, not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh
corbyn smiled as he left the house will his bags. he might've saved a little trouble for the next boy that would come along and date the brunette because corbyn knew damn well that the next time jonah cheats, it wont be on him.
so, corbyn thought back to when he was destroying his truck and smiled. and maybe, just maybe he might think he before cheats, but corbyn wouldn't know and wouldn't care.
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ONE SHOTS!Jorbyn
FanfictionTitle^^^ Also, my first book, One Shots〰️Jorbyn is not up anymore :( but this is the sequel! Warnings: Swearing Gore Self harm/depression Floof S-04/29/19 E-04/24/20 ( nearly a year later and the book is ending, aH ) #2 in cmb
