Problem Solving

A Confrontation

Lana's POV (still lol)

All through the rest of school I think about how she treated me. Making out with Josh Dun doesn't even take my mind off of her, and to be honest I thought it would. He looks good enough to....

but if you ask me, he's totally got a thing for Tyler Joseph, so maybe he just doesn't swing my way.

I lay on my bed. My mind is taken off of Josh Dun's sexuality and moves on to Electra Heart... ugh. I want her....

And what was she thinking, talking to me like that? She has some nerve huh...

But I don't want her to be scared of me. I actually quite like her, in fact I'd hate to have her be scared of me.. and I don't like that she's upset with me. She doesn't feel the same in my mind.

I check my phone... nothing. Which is unusual because I'm often being pestered by people for things; attention, cigarettes, weed, sex...

Well okay, boys don't pester me for sex but it feels like they do.

Maybe I don't even like boys though, because I feel like if Electra was to preposition me, I certainly wouldn't feel like she was pestering me..

Sometimes I let my mind explore that idea. Sex with a woman... could I do that? Would I know how?

I mean, I'm Lana Del Rey, I have sex all the time and I'm good at it..

But maybe Electra's...... better..? If she knows how to fuck both guys and girls, she must be. Right..?

I think about it for a second and then smile, finding comfort in that she could in fact just be shitty at both. Knowing how to have two types of sex that you're shit at would surely be equal to having only one type of sex that you're good at.

But do I want her to be bad at sex if I want to maybe just maybe do some... stuff with her..?

Ugh. No.

Too much sex on my mind. I decide to pace around my room and mentally rehearse what I'm gonna say to Electra the next time I see her.

Telling people how I feel is not by any means my strong point... especially not telling her.

That's icky. Emotions are icky.

I get pretty good at imagining what I'm gonna say to her, and how, and the tone of voice I intend to use... it's gonna be good. And I'm gonna make a good point too. In fact. I'm going over there now.

Right now.

I grab my keys before I can back out, because I know I'm close to doing.. I block every thought out of my head whilst I drive for the same reason.

Which is strange because I'm not usually a pussy. I'm actually very confident.. Well that's what I have people believe.

Again, before I can back out, I get out of my car and lock it. Then I walk up to her door and knock.

It's then when the nerves hit me. What am I doing?

The door opens and she kinda stuns me into silence

"I.." fuck. Think straight "you were shitty" good enough.

She almost smiles at me.

"Oh Lana.. Won't you come in?"

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A/N

THIS TOOK FOREVER TO WRITE AND IDK WHY. It's embarrassingly short like most of the parts I've written but.. I don't care lol. more parts soon <3