I exit the bathroom, bag in hand.
I know, I know. you all thought you were going to get some cool monologue that leads into the current events, like the last chapter.
Not this time, suck it up. as I was saying, I exited the bathroom, bag in hand. my eyes making their way over to the bar, eyeing the bar tender that tried to drug me. he was looking back at me; a mixture of fear and curiosity adorned his face. I simply smiled at him, raising my hand to my neck, tracing my thumb across my neck.
"Your dead" I mouth at him, a sweet smile accompanying the threatening promise. His eyes widening slightly, a cocky smile soon replacing his shocked expression. He doesn't believe me. that's fine, he doesn't have to.
I turn away from the bar tender, slowly walking towards my boys. Willie was the first and seemingly only person to notice my return, Marcus seemed to be spaced out, hopefully he's still sober.
"Hey," willie starts, looking up at my standing form. "You all good now?"
"Yeah, got everything out." I respond, patting my stomach to convey the message.
"And by that you mean...?" oh my god willie.
"I puked my guts out." I state, my tone laced ever so slightly with annoyance. Willie nods his head, finally understanding what I meant. I let out a sigh, turning my attention to the still very zoned out Marcus. "So..." I begin, "what's up with him?" I ask.
"Yo!" willie loudly vocalized, causing Marcus to jump ever so slightly. "You feeling anything yet, acid king?" Marcus takes the cigarette out of his mouth, smoke pouring out from his lips in a somewhat seductive manner. Fuck that's hot.
"I think its bunk." He finally states. I smile, holding my hand out to willie.
"Pay up dickhead." Reluctantly, willie places a $50 note in my hand. ahh, victory has never tasted so sweet. After pocketing the cash, I pick up a shot, holding it high before the boys finally caught on. "Drink!" I shout, the boys doing as I say, downing the shots in one go. The burn was delightful, the liquid was clean, no drugs in this round.
Although my throat enjoyed the pain, I couldn't say the same about the other two. Willies face twisted in a slight manner while Marcus gave a large frown. Guess it was just a little too strong for them, sadly I couldn't even make fun of them for it. before I could, maria and Saya came back, bubbling to the group in a loud gaggle of giggles.
"Ready to have the best fun ever?" Saya asks, sitting down Infront of the circular table we all surround.
"Damn skippy" commented willie.
"you guys look like you had fun." I state in a slightly judgmental manner, casually sitting down in a chair next to Marcus in the process. Marcus looked at me, giving me a wide eye expression with raised brows, even though he didn't say it I knew what he was trying to convey. He was being judgemental too, may have been more jealousy but he was still judging their loudness.
"You're so uptight all the time" maria decided to say, earning a shocked expression from me as well as both of the boys. I don't know if she was trying to be rude or was just too hyped up on drugs to filter what she just said. Honestly, it's a mixture of both.
"Um..." I begin, laughing slightly, a large smile on my face. "I just got drugged by the bartender, if I didn't go throw my guts up, I would be passed out somewhere while a creepy old guy either sold me or had his way with me." maria laughed at this while Saya kinda just kinda froze, seemingly concerned. "Sorry if I seem a little bit guarded." I was genuinely sorry, I didn't wanna ruin the mood of the trip because some guy wanted to fuck my unconscious body.
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FanfictionMarcus lopez arguello x fem reader tw - self-harm - mentions of rape - gore and swearing - Italians ( yes that is a trigger warning) disclaimer- i do not own the story or any characters from deadly class. i only take credit for the description...