Ok, back to *asterisks* is what Vincent is thinking and -dash- is what Mike is thinking.
I checked the paper I'd written the address on and then looked at the numbers on the house. This seems to be the right place. I made my way onto the porch and knocked on the door lightly. I was really nervous about starting this job but so far the guys that will be training me seem pretty nice. I mean, they went out of their way to invite me over just to hang out. The door opened and a guy reached out and pulled me into the house, slamming the door. "Hello, love~" one of the men said. He has a charming smile. "This is a bad idea" then other man said, staring at me. "U-uh, hello! My name is _______" I said, giving a warm smile. "Beautiful name. I'm Vincent and that shit stain over there is Mike" Vincent said while draping an arm around my shoulders and walking me over to a couch. Mike stomped over and slapped Vincent's arm from my shoulder "Stop it, Vincent". He seemed angry.
"Don't mind him, he's a dick when he's sober" Vincent grinned at Mike. "Speaking of which, what say we all get hammered tonight?" Vincent said as he disappeared into the kitchen, coming back with three shot glasses, a bottle of vodka and a soda. "A chaser for the lady" he smirked at me. "No. This is not going to happen, Vincent" Mike snapped. "One second, darling" Vincent winked at me as he walked over to Mike and whispered something. *Either you let me have some kind of fun or tonight WILL end with murder* -Fine, fuck it. But like I already said... If I think you are going to hurt her...- "Glad we understand each other!" Vincent chirped and slapped Mike on the back. What was that about? Vincent seems like a really fun guy. A little handsy but still nice and charming and handsome. Mike... I wonder if he's always like this or if something is bothering him? He's pretty handsome, too. But he seems very guarded.
"Ok, it is required that we all take 3 shots each back-to-back to get started" Vincent poured me a shot and handed it to me and did the same for Mike. "Hope you can keep up, sweetheart" he grinned while opening the soda and handing it to me as well. We all took our first shots. I gagged and started coughing as I eagerly took a big gulp of soda. I don't drink often. Actually this is probably the 4th time in my life. "Not use to drinking, huh?" Vincent asked as he poured us our second shots. "Vincent, if she isn't into this then take it easy on her" Mike said. "Oh no. It's fine. I can handle my liquor" I blushed, taking the shot-glass from Vincent. "Well any time you need to sit out a round speak up. Don't let Vincent push you into it... because he will push you if he can" Mike drank his second shot and held it out in front of him for Vincent to refill. Vincent chuckled "Ok, love. Come on, bottoms up!" he said as he gently pushed my shot glass to my lips. That one went down easier, but I still coughed and shivered once the taste hit me.
I managed to get the third shot down and was already feeling pretty tipsy. "So, how long have you guys been working at the pizzeria?" I asked as I sat down in the middle of the couch. "About 12 years for me" Vincent said as he dropped on to the couch next to me. "10 years here" Mike said as he sat down on the other side of me, his eyes fixed on Vincent. The way Mike watched Vincent you would think that he was a criminal or something. "Have you two been friends long?". "I wouldn't call us-" Mike started to say but Vincent cut him off "Ever since Mikey started working with me ten years ago. He's been right underneath me ever since" Vincent smiled and winked at Mike. Mike cleared his throat and stood up "I gotta piss" he started to walk towards a hallway "Oh yeah ______, if you need to use the bathroom, it's right there" Mike said, pointing to the first door in the hallway. "Thank you" I said and watched him close the door. "So, are you going to college or anything?" Vincent asked. "No, I decided to take a break for a bit while I figure out what I want to do with my life" I replied. "Hmmmm~" Vincent poured two shots and handed me one.
As soon as I drank it he poured another and watched me as I drank it. "Do you and Mike live together?" I coughed as I sipped on my soda. "No, I have my own place. You wanna go see it?" Vincent quirked an eyebrow. "I don't think any of us should be going anywhere right now" I laughed, placing my shot glass on the coffee table in front of the couch. "I guess you're right" Vincent pouted. Vincent suddenly turned, letting his legs hang over the arm of the couch and putting his head in my lap. "U-uhhhh" I stared down at him, confused. "You're beautiful" he said in a low voice as he reached up and stroked my cheek causing me to blush. "VINCENT! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Mike shouted. Vincent leaned his head back in my lap so that he was looking at Mike upside-down. "What? We're all friends here, right? Friends should be comfortable with each other. I mean it's not like you and I don't-" Vincent grinned as Mike yelled "OK! BUT YOU ARE GOING TO SCARE HER AWAY YOU CREEPY ASS DOUCHEBAG!". These two are hilarious. I can see why they are friends.
"Am I bothering you, love?" Vincent asked, looking up at me. "I..No.." I stammered. Maybe it is the alcohol but I feel like I've known these guys forever. Vincent was right, I did feel comfortable with them even though we've known each other for all of two hours now. Vincent is a very open person and very playful. And Mike is very protective and kind. To be honest I've never felt closer to anyone than I do these two. "Why are you smiling?" Mikes words brought me out of my thoughts. "Oh, I'm just happy" I smiled. *Is she really this naive?* "I'm happy you invited me over... though... How did you get my number?" I looked down at Vincent. "I copied it out of your file while the boss was preoccupied" he smirked. "Oh..." I paused "Well I'm glad you did" I laughed. Mike took another shot "Shit, we're out. Vincent, did you notice another bottle of vodka in there or not?". Vincent nodded "Yeah, there is another one". Mike walked off into the kitchen and returned, sitting beside me on the couch.
I yawned as I checked the time - 2:32AM. "You're going to have to tough it out, love. Gotta get use to staying awake all night. Don't worry, I can help you~" Vincent grinned. "You are pathetic" Mike snarled at Vincent. "I know he's joking" I giggled. Mike scoffed. "Speaking of sleeping arrangements, this darling doesn't need to be driving anywhere... I can take her home" Vincent grinned at Mike. "NO! You're both staying here...." Mike said. "She can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the couch, you can have the floor... beside the couch...". Vincent clicked his tongue "I don't like that arrangement... How about she sleeps on the couch and I sleep on the floor and you sleep in your bed". "No" Mike said bluntly. "Ok then, how about me and you sleep in your bed then" Vincent winked at Mike. Mike shivered "She's sleeping in my room, with the door locked and we're sleeping out here and that's final" he said as he took another shot. "Guys, it's really no big deal. I trust both of you so don't worry about making me comfortable" I said.
"Trust.. both of us?" Vincent sat up and turned his head to look at me. "Well, yeah. I know we haven't known each other but for just a few hours but I can tell both of you are really good guys. And I would even go as far to say that I consider both of you my very close friends now" I smiled, blushing a little. Vincent straightened himself up beside me and looked at the empty shot glass in front of him. "I'm going outside for a smoke" Vincent said, standing up and walking outside. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked Mike who was smirking. "No, not at all" Mike answered. "I'll be right back" Mike said, walking outside. "What's wrong, Vinny? Did you just figure out you have a heart?" Mike propped himself against the side of the doorway.
Vincent's POV
I took a drag off my cigarette and slowly exhaled "I've missed this. You. And having friends...". Mike narrowed his eyes at me "I don't believe you". "I'm not asking you to.. I just... what she said. It made me realize I was actually happy. What have I done, Mike? I'm a monster". I covered half of my face with my hand and turned away from Mike. "We can talk about this later, Vince. Come back inside" Mike said with a hint of worry in his voice. "Yeah, I'll be in in a minute" I said. After I heard the door shut and knew Mike was back inside I had to use my hand to cover my mouth to keep my laughter from being heard. That's right. I already have her full trust. I can get Mike's back. Plan every step. No mistakes.
