The Contest (cte fanfic)

Chapter 22.

"I want like, a cat or something. Something cute!" I say.

"We could name him Joshua" Danny says.

"Yess. Joshua Dun"I say.

"But you'll have to wait until after tour to buy him. We only have until tomorrow." He says.

"I'm so excited. You know, this will be the best one because Of Mice is going." I say.

Danny laughs and gets up, then leaves the room. None of these losers can stand more than a five minute conversation. The weak are all slowly fading away and I will be the queen. Again. I will be the supreme leader. The best one this town has ever had.

"Yo Kat. You there?" David asks "I want to go out tonight. I want to do something stupid. I don't want to have to think tonight. You in?" He says.

"Yeah. Hey I'm going to get dressed and we can go." I say.

He nods and sits down. I don't want to care tonight. I run downstairs and throw on my Pink Floyd shirt and black skinny jeans. I run back upstairs and see Danny coming downstairs. "Ready." I say smiling. David nods and gets up. As we head out to the car I check my phone. A text message from Acacia? Who the hell is that? I put my phone into my back pocket and turn music on when we get into the car. He starts driving and I close my eyes. The closest bar club area is ten minutes away. I look down at my phone and see a text from Brandon.

Brandood: Hey fuckface. Come to the house.

Me: With Dave. Go to the bar if you really need me.

I look back up and the car stops. Finally, we are here. We both get out of the car and go into the bar. "I'll go get drinks you just...dance I guess?" David says. I roll my eyes and go sit down at a table. A few minutes later David comes over with drinks. I drink five and he drinks five them we get up.

"Hey I'm going to go to the bathroom." David says.

I nod. I look at the bar. I could work here. I could totally do that. Maybe it would be fun. I feel a hand on my back and I turn around. A man who looks around my age. Attractive. He smiles and starts talking. Which was his first mistake.

"Hello beautiful." He says.

"Uh hi? Do you need something?" I ask.

"Depends on what you mean by need." He says moving closer.

Nevermind not attractive anymore.

"Okay. Well I have to go over there now."

I turn around and walk back over to the bar. I look left and see David dancing with a girl. What a loser. Someone grabs my hand and pulls me back. The guy who was talking to me on the dance floor. I push away from him and try to take his hand off of my wrist. He pushes me into the corner away from the bar. His hand moves to the back of my neck and he kisses me. I push him away from me and he pins me against the wall. I need to get out of this. I look down and see a hand wrap around his wrist. He gets pulled away from me and I look behind him. Brandon.

"Don't you ever lay your hands on a woman like that you son of a bitch!" He yells and punches him square in the face.

"Kat. Are you okay?" He asks.

I nod. We start walking out of the bar and David comes with us. I get into Brandon's car and put on my seat belt. I got out of what could've easily been the worst night of my life. Brandon starts driving and I look over at him. "Thank you." I say quickly. He just smiles. Once we finally get to the house we go inside and I sit next to Brent. I lay my head on his shoulder.