I decided to go to the club tonight, why not I haven't had fun in a while anyways. I walked into the brightly lit club, it smelled like sweat and alcohol and was surprisingly comforting. I walked up to the bar and ordered 2 shots of Whisky and a beer. I was going to get fucking hammered tonight. About an hour and 10 shots in, I stumbled out of the club and into the humid night. I wandered around and eventually came to the place I did not want to be. I was at El Mariana's house. I stood there and stared up at the house, I once thought of this place as somewhere safe, somewhere I could be myself.
Just then the door swings open with a loud bang. Mariana walks outside and stops in shock when he sees me. "Slime-" He starts, then Folish walks out.
I looked Folish up and down and see how disheveled he looks, and I also see a line of hickeys trailing from his kneck. "Oh, OH MY FUCKING GOD," I scream.
Folish shuddered and muttered to Mariana," I think it's a good time to head out, I'll see you later."
He walks off in a hurry, leaving me and Mariana alone. I sigh and say sadly, "Do I even want to know?"
He looks hurt as he replies, " Usted ya sabe."
I shrug and say, " Mabey we should just break it off then, just be friends, because I don't know about you but I'm pretty fucking tired of being lied to."
He looks down and mutters," Ok Slime."
I turn around and start to cry, " I'll see you around then amigo," I say shakily.
I walk fastly, I need to get the fuck out of there. I let myself wander to wherever, and slump down and cry. I still can't believe this, we were supposed to be a family, how could he just go against his word like that? Just then I hear a familiar voice say, "Hey Slime."
It was Folish. What the fuck did he want?
<This one is a bit short but I needed to get a chapter out Lol, btw thanks 4 reading :D>