Runs In The Family

I Hate You

HENDRIX'S POV:

"Get me another"

I slid the cup back to the bartender, looking down at the dance floor. I was in the club for the second time in three days. It was becoming home for all the wrong reasons. I looked around at the strippers. Both on the floor and in my private room.

"Your drink, Daddy"

I turned around to see a stripper holding a tray with a glass of scotch on it. I looked at her strangely as I took the glass.

"Don't call me that" I said, downing it in one and placing it back on the tray. I looked back at the dance floor as I felt a pair of arms around my waist.

"Round 2?"

"No, Amelia" I said, pushing her off me. I walked over to a couch and collapsed in it.

I felt so lost without Trixie. I'd done stupid shit that had practically ruined any chance I'd had with her again. Amelia came to sit next to me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"I missed us" she said, moving closer to kiss my neck. I stayed still, I had nothing to say to her about us. There was no us.

"Go get me a drink or something" I said, moving away from her. I stood up and walked over to the window again with a small frown.

Then I saw her.

TRIXIE'S POV:

"You look fine as fuck" Cole whispered into my ear as we stepped into the nightclub. I smiled at him as I held his hand, walking towards the dancefloor.

"Dance with me" I said, feeling his hands on my body as I moved my hips in time to the music.

But his hands were harsh on my body. They weren't pleasant. If anything, I felt dirty. It felt like I was cheating on Hendrix when really I wasn't even close to it.

"I'm sorry" I said as I pulled away from him. I looked up at the private room he took me to last time.

"I'll be back in a sec" I said, patting his shoulder.

HENDRIX'S POV:

I watched as they danced together, my temper slowly rising. I saw his hands on her waist, the way his eyes were looking straight into hers. I wanted to kill him.

"Babe" I felt Amelia's hand on my shoulder. Without thinking, I turned around and grabbed her neck, pressing my lips against hers. I felt her body tense up for a second before she relaxed into it, placing her arms around my neck.

"What the fuck?"

I pulled away to see Trixie staring at us. She wasn't happy, let's just put it that way.

"What?" I asked, smirking at her "you can dance with your stupid little boyfriend but I can't say hi to my ex?"

"Your fucking ex!?" she yelled "are you good?"

TRIXIE'S POV:

I watched him smirk at me, it made me want him bad but at the same time I wanted to stab him.

"I'm amazing, baby" he said, walking towards me.

"You're fucking drunk" I said, pushing him away from me "stay the fuck away from me"

"Why?" he shouted "don't you remember all that bullshit about seeing me in your future?"

"What?"

"Youu lead me on, didn't you?" he said, struggling to keep his balance. I reached out and grabbed his arm, leading him to the couch.

"Shut up, Hendrix" I said, getting a bottle of water out of a mini fridge and handing it to him.

"Fuck this" he said, picking it up and throwing it to the other side of the room.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"You" he said quietly, looking over at me "you're so fucking good for me but I can't love you right"

I rolled my eyes, trying to be serious for the sake of this conversation. I knew he wouldn't remember it in the morning but it was cute whilst it lasted.

"Hendrix.."

"I'm sorry" he whispered, moving closer to me "I'm sorry for everything, mama"

I cupped his cheek with my hand as he looked at me hopelessly. I wanted to tell him we'd be fine but I was interrupted.

"Hey babe" said Amelia, sitting on the other side of him. He groaned and put his head in my neck.

"Get her away from me" he mumbled.

"You heard him" I said "get the fuck outta here"

She moved forward, a small grin on her face as she opened her foul mouth.

"Thanks for the make-up sex" she said to him, quickly kissing the side of his head. My eyes went wide as I looked at Hendrix who quickly pressed his lips together and squeezed his eyes shut.

"You.." I started, letting go of him as I tried to form a sentence over what she'd just said.

"No" he said "I mean yes but she was nothing compared you"

"No you didn't" I said, standing up "you did not fuck your ex just because we had an argument"

"Oh he did" she said "it was so-"

I picked up and empty beer bottle from the table and threw it at her head. Her screams went through the room, catching everyone's attention as she held her head in agony.

"Trixie, what the fuck!?" shouted Hendrix, standing up and running over to her.

"Oh yeah, now you wanna be sober" I said, walking towards the door "and just remember, Hendrix"

He looked at me as he handed a crying Amelia bandages and plasters from the first aid box.

"A hoe like her will get you through the night" I said, placing my hand on the doorknob as he furrowed his brows at me.

"But it's a woman like me who'll get you through life"