Transitions of a lost soul

(Chapter 8: The gang's all here)

I arrive at the Voodoo Bar and park my car into the lot, it still looks the same even after 2 years. Before I can even get out, I hear a shriek from across the lot. "JAR JAR!! Come here, my little emo muffin." Liza runs up to me and jumps into my arms. "Still light as a feather huh?" I chuckled as I hugged her tighter...hell I almost shed a tear. Lannah and Jacob follow up to greet me. "We missed you Jar, feels like it's been ages since we've seen you." Jacob says as he and Alannah double hug me. I wanted to cry right there feeling their embrace, all the hell I went through without being able to run to them and tell them about it..it was torture but I didn't want to scare them either.

We all walked into the bar and took our usual spot by the left side of the room, a booth with torn and patched up seats that probably still smelled like a rubber tire that was doused in Jack Daniels. "Just like old times, I'm taking the middle part of the seat." Liza called out. Me Liza and Jacob always sat together while Alannah sat on the opposite side, she still likes her space to stretch out. Arby comes up to our table to take our orders. He was a middle aged metal head who used to let me rub his pot belly for good luck when I was shitfaced playing pool..one of the coolest waiters I've met in my life. "Wow..Lani, Jar, Liza and Jacob. It's been a while since I saw you guys, how's everything?" He asked us. We all said good in unison, though I was lying through my teeth about me.

"I'm guessing the usual bottles of Tequila and Whiskey?" Arby still remembered our signature drinks we would have as a group. "I feel a little dangerous tonight, add a bottle of 1800 to that order Arb" Alannah says to him. We all look at her as if she had three fucking heads like cerebral. "Aye look this is our reunion, gotta end this night with a goddamn bang!" As crazy as that sounded, that might be something that I need to clear my head from everything. "Yeah I'm with that order, jot it down." He leaves our table to get the drinks...yeah this is about to be a interesting fucking night for the band.