Under The Influence ll Book One

Part Two→Chapter Seventeen

A/N: This chapter might piss you the fuck off. Just a warning 💔

     Raidon's lying in the backseat, listening to music in his airpods. He has a bit of liquor in his bottle. He's talking to himself, laughing and shit. He's drunk.

     Alex stumbles to the car. Adriana yawns lightly as she watches.

     Raidon stops his conversation about the hot Uber driver he met when he went to France, sitting up and looking out of the window. He sighs, opening the door. "Yooo Alex! What's up? Make it quick- I was having a great conversation with this chair."

     Alex blinked. "What... okay, I know damn well even I don't get that fucked when I'm drunk."

     "Fucked...? I love getting fucked," Raidon giggles. "I'm sorry for you."

     Alex shakes his head. "Oh my god-" he sighs. "I didn't mean it like that, Raidon."

     "Thank god," Raidon sighs out of relief. "I was scared for you."

     "There is nothing to be scared of-"

     "There are. You're a very scary man for that," Raidon grins.

     Evelyn watches them, snickering. Adriana giggles softly, sitting on the step.

     Alex tilts his head. "I am-?"

     "Very scary," Raidon nods. "I feel like I'm friends with a character from a horror movie. I love it," he giggles again.

     "Huh.... I never knew that," Alex says, shrugging.

     "It's very true," Raidon nods. He grabs the liquor bottle, taking a swing. There's not much left, but there's still a bit. "Anyways... whatcha want to talk about? Can't keep the chair waiting," he slurs.

     Alex held his hand out, wanting the last bit of liquor. "The argument I guess."

     Raidon hands Alex the bottle. "Oh yeah! That sadly wasn't a fun argument," he huffs. "You're very good at arguing. But in a funny way. Some crazy shit was said," he laughs.

     Alex took a swing and handed it back, sitting on the ground. "Yeah, hella crazy shit."

     "Too bad I don't remember a lot of it right now. My brain is all foggy," Raidon says. "But I remember being all pissed off and shit- but like why? There's no reason to be upset for nothing," he smirks.

     Alex groans. "I remember what it's about but I don't wanna say anything."

     "Tell me. It'll spark my memory, man."

     "It's about my parents and the whole situation," he sighs. "How's my mom's divorced and all that fun shit."

     "Oh yeah, I don't remember what I said about that. Must've been pretty bad-" he pauses, quickly turning to the chair, and crossing his arms. "Chair! I wasn't talking to you," he says in an angry tone. "I don't give a fuck about your dead boyfriend! He was a whore anyways. He glares at the chair, then turns back to Alex. He smiles innocently. "Sorry about that! The chair is being a stupid little bitch again. He's very rude. Also sorry-"

     Alex watches him before laughing. "Dude what the fuck-" he says between laughs.

     Adriana nudges Evelyn. "I'm pretty sure Alex should have some sort of alcohol in his house, wanna grab some?" She asks.

     Raidon stares back at the chair, listening to what it's saying.

     "Ooo bet," Evelyn grins.