Tony's POV
Nothing was going to ruin tonight. Not Sebastian. Nothing. I had everything planned out perfectly. I was going to rent the best hotel in the city, and set up the most romantic perfect night. Diner, a movie, and a little something special for desert.
I pulled into the Hampton hotel parking lot filled with mercedes, and hummers, and whatever big wig ceo's drive. The lobby was really nice, a few unknown plants here and there, marble floors, and a velvet red wallpaper. I walked up to the busty red head at the counter and with a perky smile she welcomed me to the Hampton.
"I need a room for tonight, obviously. But, not just any room. The best romantic room that you have.", I said proudly pulling out my credit card.
"Oh, got a special someone I see? Well, it's three-hundred for three to twelve tomorrow. Will that be a problem?", she asked with her perky smile.
"Not one bit.", and with that I handed her the card and went to set the room up perfectly.
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Mike's POV
"Mr. Whiskey Hands!", Sebastian yelled pulling out a few bottles of my favorite boys, jack and jim.
"Man it's been a while since I've had Jim Bean...but I can't. Not tonight okay?", I said slightly disappointed, but Tony had something special planned and I don't want to fuck that up.
"Come on. You can handle your booze. This shit probably won't even phase you!", Sebastian protested shoving the bottle to me. I thought about it for a minute, he was right, I can handle my booze. For sure. Without a second thought I lifted the bottle to my lips and took a nice big swig making my eyes water. Then, I thought back to the bottle I had stashed in the cupboards and fished it out.
"So, what's you and Tony's story man?", I asked very curious, but nonchalantly.
"Well get this shit, me and him were together a fucking year. Within' that year he broke my heart so many fuckin' times threatening to leave. Saying I was never good enough. You know, bullshit. Then, I propose. Worked a fucking long time to get him this perfect silver engagement ring. I swear, best moment of my life. Then he gets super jealous, says I'm cheating, and he leaves me!", Sebastian said taking a huge swig out of the jack.
"Man, I've known Turtle a long time, that doesn't sound like him.", I said taking another swig and grabbing the joint I rolled up last night.
"Yeah well, that's what I thought to.", Sebastian said staring intently at my joint.
"Oh hell no. This shit's mine.", I said lighting it up and blowing the smoke right in his face. Two hits later, and a few shots, I handed the joint over to Sebastian.
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Tony's POV
It's time. It's finally time. I rolled into the parking lot where the bus was parked and came to a stop. This night is already perfect. I felt on top of the world knowing Mike's all mine.
I walked up the the bus, fixed my hair in the side mirror and walked in to a site to fucking see.
"What the fuck Mike!", I yelled seeing him, bottle in hand smoking with Sebastian.
"Oh heeeey Turtle! Sebastiuuuuun brought whiskaaaay!", Mike said giggling.
"YOu think this shit's funny?", I yelled as tears rolled down my face as Sebastian sat there still drinking.
"You!", I yelled pointing to him, "You always fucking ruin my life! Ever since I fucking met you. I didn't do anything to deserve this! Why won't you just get the fuck out of my life!", I yelled picking up a beer bottle and throwing it at Sebastian and missing.
"Tony! That's fucking uncalled for. And what'd Sebastian ever do to you? C'mon give the man a break. You did break his heart.", Mike said stumbling over his words.
"Oh, that's what the asshole told you is it? DId he also tell you about those nights I spent crying in the bathroom as I cleaned myself up from the punches he threw, and the mirrors he smashed me into? Or did he fucking forget that part.", I yelled as tears streaked my face.
Mike sat there confused with the bottle still in hand.
"Fuck you Michael Christopher Fuentes!", I yelled storming out of the bus.
Rain started pouring as I drove off, tears streaking my face. The roads twisted and turned as the pavement grew slicker. Before I knew it the winding road took a sharp turn and I ended up ramming straight into a tree. There car jerked me forward as I slammed on the breaks and hit the tree. I laid there numb. As I heard sirens approach I drifted asleep.
