Like Father, Like Son

Chapter 24- Wrong side of the bed

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CLINTON'S POV

I woke up and my head was pounding like hell. What happened? I blinked rapidly and I wasn't familiar with my surrounding. I looked down my body and I'm not wearing any clothes. Shit. I turned to the side and a blond was lying next to me. Not Cassandra. Fuck...

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"We thought you weren't coming Clint, you guys were making out there for at least half an hour," Reynaldo snickered. We were heading to Neon lights, the biggest club in the city and I'm happy were having a guys night out. I do love CAssandra but I rarely hang out with my friends.

"Yeah dude, you guys were literally having sex in front of us," Wilson added and I smirked. 

"Y'all are just jealous you can't be like that with your girl," I smirked widely and they both scoffed.

"Whatever Meyers. Hey you barely go to the studio." Rey told me and I gave him a shrug. Yeah I've been hanging out with Cassie a lot and I don't regret anything.

"Well I don't really do anything there, so what's the point of going?" I looked out the window. 

"You accompany me when you're there but now you're rarely there, you've been missed man," he said and I laughed. 

"Too bad, I have better things to do than stay there," I grinned widely and he shook his head. 

"Like fucking Cassandra?" I didn't reply and just smiled. No point of hiding it.

"Damn, you really like her a lot." Wilson said. No shit Sherlock! I though but just nodded.

"I think I love her," I said and Rey swerved down the road. 

"Dude! You're turning soft! You really need to hang out with us more than your girlfriend!" He stated and I chuckled.

"I'll try," but I don't think I can be away from Cassie for more than 24 hours.

 Rey parked in front of the club and him and Wilson are finally getting along because Rey realized that Wilson wasn't a threat to his relationship with Alex, he never was.

"Let's go have fun guys!" Wilson slung his arms to both mine and Rey's shoulder and dragged us inside the club. 

The dancefloor was covered in sweat and it was hot in here, like burning hot. There were a lot of people humping and grinding on each other but I went straight to the bar and ask for a drink. I need a booze

"Damn, it's busy in here," Wilson said loudly so I can hear him over the blaring music and I just nodded. 

"Can I have a whiskey," I asked the bartender and he instantly fetch me the drink. There were a few girls eyeing me like I'm their prey but I ignored them and instantly took a gulp of my drink when it was served in front of me.

"Maybe I'll go hit the floor," Wilson said but he was looking at something, or may I say someone. I followed his gaze and saw a girl eye raping him. Uh... Awkward...

"Have fun dude," I snickered and turned away.

"You sure you're fine here Clint?" He asked concerned and assured him with a nod. I swear to myself that I'll behave tonight and just have a few drinks and not go crazy for Cassandra. 

"Hey, you're Clinton Meyers right?" A blond who was wearing a black skimpy dress walked up to me. Her tits and ass were literally popping out but and nodded with a blank face. Slut.

"Yeah, I am," I replied, not to be rude. 

"I'm Desiree," she giggled and I plastered a fake smile on my face. "You wanna dance?" She asked hopeful, pointing towards the crowded dancefloor but I shook my head. I'm done with playing around.