Can You Chase Away The Darkness - Fuenciado

Chapter Six

Vic's POV:

We arrived at a club, the four of us standing in front of it. Mike dragged me in, leaving Tony and Jaime behind us. Within two minutes of being at the place, we were already at the bar, downing shots. Mike made a face as he left no time taking another.

"Tonight is gonna be awesome, I can just feel it" he shouted to me.

I just wished I could be as sure as him. In fact, I wished I could be more like him in general. Nothing ever seemed to bother Mike, he just went through life calm and chilled, unlike myself - the problematic lead singer. He handed me to two drinks and he carried to himself, the extra two which I presumed were for Tony and Jaime.

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"See that girl there, she's been checking you out all night" Mike said quietly to me.

I looked around, to see a girl with long brown hair smiling at me from the bar. She was dressed in a short pink dress, sure she was pretty.

"Go get her" Mike said, practically shoving me out of the booth we were sitting in.

I made my way over, watching her smile grow bigger as I did so. She spun around on her hair, making it easier for her to talk to me.

"Hey can I buy you a drink?" I asked.

"Sure" She smiled.

"Vic" I replied, sticking my hand out.

"Bethan" She answered, taking my hand.

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An hour and four drinks later, I found myself on the dance floor with her. Maybe Mike was right, maybe this was what I needed. I wasn't sure if it was Bethan; or the drinks I kept firing down my throat but my feelings for Jaime were fading. She grinned against me, I placed a kiss on her lips, before I knew the kiss had gotten stronger and deeper.

"My place or yours?" She smiled.

I opted for hers, I knew we wouldn't exactly be playing video games when we got home - I didn't need my band mates to hear everything.

Jaime's POV:

I sulked in the corner of the club, I knew I looked like the world's biggest party pooper but I didn't care. As I watched this girl grind against Vic I felt progressively sick.

Was he doing this to prove a point? Was he trying to show me how straight he was, going out and pulling girls? I knocked back another drink, Tony and I sat together in the booth. Mike was 

off with some girl, he could have two broken legs and I'm sure he could still manage to pull at a club.

I watched Vic leave with the slut he was with, ten points for the person who can guess what they were going to do. I let a huge sigh, catching a drunk Tony's attention.

"What's wrong, bro?" He slurred.

"Nothing, I'm just not in the party mood tonight" I told him, which wasn't a complete lie.

All I could think about was what Vic was doing right this second, which was making me feel the opposite of better.