I Met a Vampire Down in Santa Carla

Chapter Ten

TRIGGER WARNING. There are mentions of alcohol and its consumption. There is also drug use, but it's only weed. After the last chapter, I made a happy, good time chapter. 

The last few days have been hell. I've been frozen in place. My life consisting of total isolation. All I've been able to do within the last two weeks is sleep, go to work, then repeat. I haven't had the excuse of going to DND or band practice because Alex went on a family vacation. The only reason I'm not at home right now is because if Steve catches me calculating all my funds, he might take them. So now I'm sitting in a random bar on the boardwalk trying to see if I'm close to affording a place for me and mom. It is hard tho, from the loud music to me not being the best at math. 

My nose is assaulted by the smell of Jack Daniel's and regret. I glance over to see some random drunk guy making his spot next to me. I roll my eyes, scooting my chair a bit. "So what is a girl like you doing in a place like this?" he slurs. 

"Minding my business," I don't look up from my work, trying to keep what little focus I had. 

"Aw don't be like that sweetheart. How 'bout a drink hmm?" He leans his head down, trying to get me to look at him. His breath reeked from him being shitfaced. I hate that fucking smell. The smell that burns of bad memories. Realizing this asshat won't take the hint I pull out my phone and text david. 'this guy won't fuck off.' I didn't have time to put my phone down before it dinged with a response. 'Who?' 'At this bar and this guy won't take a hint. Could you come by and help?' I hope to god he is quick about it. 'Just pretend you are my boyfriend and have been at the bar this whole time or something.' I suggest. My phone is ripped from my hands and slammed on the counter. "It's not nice to ignore company," he snaps. "How 'bout you let me take you out and show you some manners hmm?" I gag at this man's repulsive behavior. I glance around the room, hoping David shows up, or is at least on his way. Out in the crowd I see him walking through the door. My knight in shiny leather. 

"Not a good idea, my boyfriend has a nasty temper," I warn, waving David over. He notices me and makes his way over. Just by looking you can tell he isn't pleased. He changed the whole vibe of the entire bar. It got quite as people moved out of his way and looked down, speaking only amongst each other. It has to be my imagination though. There is no way people would do that, this isn't a cheesy 80's romance movie. Before I could realize he is right next to me, an arm leaning on the bar, the other holding the back of my chair. Caging me between him and the drunk. My nose no long raped by the smell of alcohol. Instead it was filled with his cologne. 

"You okay baby," He smiles down at me. I nod my voice caught in my throat. I didn't expect that. Even though I did tell him to pretend to be my boyfriend. "Good. Hey asshole if I ever get a text from her to come help I'll gut you" his voice was dark. The guy stands nearly falling on his ass. 

"Oh yeah I'd like to see you fucking try" A whole new problem starting. I start hastily tossing my things into my bag. 

"Let's go," I get down and he places a hand on my waist guiding me out never breaking eye contact from the drunk stranger. Once out of the bar I let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks" I smile. We walk to the bikes where the others waited. 

"Who do I have to fuck up" Marko shouts smiling. I shake my head chuckling. "You okay?" 

"Yeah, I am" I nod "My car is at home, do you think I can catch a ride," I ask anxiously. 

"Why didn't you drive?" Dwayne asks. 

"It's nice out" I lie. They look amongst themselves knowing I lied. It's the middle of summer in Santa Carla, there is no way in hell it's nice out. More like swimming in the devils ass. "So, is it okay?"