When you went to dinner there was a seat open next to Chandler and one across the table. You went to walk to the one across the table then Stella grabbed your arm, "Darling Chandler is over there." She winked sending you in his direction.
Then Danny walked in behind you, "What the fuck Stella you said you wouldn't introduce them." He hissed whispering a little.
"Well I said you could keep them away and that I wasn't helping." She smiled as Danny walked over to his seat.
You walked up next to Chandler, "Is this seat taken?" You asked.
"No babe." He looked up at you as you sat down.
"Why do you keep calling me that?" You whispered.
"Cause I can." He turned to you, you felt his hand touch your upper thigh squeezing it.
Your body tensed, "Chandler please don't." You whispered.
"Why not don't you like it?" He leaned over to you his face inches from your, you felt his hand squeeze your thigh again but you didn't really worry about that now. You looked into his eyes the deep blue consuming you. Damn he was hot.
He's so fucking hot... Don't think like that he's a pervert and a murderer... He's not much worse than you...
You had a mental argument. He pulled his face away smirking at your reaction. He had a reason to smirk, you didn't push him away you didn't ask him to stop, you didn't tell him you didn't like it. When the food came out so did the head of the gang, David you were told. "Welcome all," his voice Boomed, "and a special welcome to Harley, our new member." All eyes were on you, "Eat away lets make tonight a fun night guys tomorrow is all business." Then the food came, with the alcohol and the dessert. By the time the dinner was over you were stuffed, Chandler was drunk and Danny was gone, probably throwing up a lot of people said how weak his stomach was.
"Come with me." Chandler said standing to his feet grabbing your wrist and dragging you up the stairs.
"Chandler?" You asked as he opened a door to a black room, with a red bed and red furniture.
"Come on babe." He smiled pinning you against the wall. Your heart raced.
'He gets very horny and easily agitated when he's drunk so stay away from him when he's drunk.'
Replayed in your mind. You looked him in the eyes as he pressed his body against yours, "Your-really-hot." He said kissing your neck in between speaking. "I don't want you talking to Danny again." He said, "Your all mine." He smiled a little.
"Chandler-" you tried to get out of his grasp but he kissed your neck again.
"Did you drink anything?" He asked.
"N-no."
"You have to come on." He said dragging you downstairs. When he went to the kitchen you saw Danny.
"Danny." You whispered getting his attention.
"What?" He asked rubbing away the left over vomit on his mouth.
"Chandler is drunk a horny and I don't know what to do." You said frantic.
"Give him time he calms down in about a half hour, he's going to want you to drink but don't, you'll get seriously fucked up." Danny laughed walking off.
What's up with him?
Then Chandler came back out with a martini, "Come on drink it!" He said handing you it.
"Chandler we have to go shooting remember." You tried to get out of it.
"Oh come on." He said handing you the drink.
"No Chandler."
Then he snapped, "You've got to be fucking kidding me I try to be nice and show you a good time and your a fucking bitch." He growled walking closer. You back up your back hitting the wall.
"C-Chandler l-lets just go shooting okay?" You said pressing yourself against the wall turning your head away from him.
"God damnit you bitch." He said grabbing your throat. Your hands wrapped around his wrist as he picked you up by your throat.
You swung your legs back then forward kicking him in his pride and joy. He dropped your curling into a ball. "Chandler, your fucking pathetic when your drunk." You said turning and walking upstairs. You sat on a couch in the hall way until Sydney walked by.
"Oh you look so pretty what are you doing up here go party!" She yelled laughing.
"Hey um Sydney right?" She nodded, "Where am I suppose to sleep?" You mumbled.
"Well I guess there's a couch down there, you can get a sleeping bag and sleep in my room or maybe Chandler he's been taking a liking to you, or Danny." She smiled. You nodded not feeling safe with any of the options, you didn't really know Sydney, Chandler had been hurting and yelling at you he might kill you in your sleep, and Danny has lied to you, you can't trust him. Danny seemed the least of your problems yet you only knew where Chandlers room was. You nodded a little standing, you made your way downstairs. Chandler wasn't there anymore and Danny wasn't either, you knew no one.
A random girl came walking up to you, "Your Harley righttttttt?" She was very drunk.
"Yea." You said as she stumbled making it look hard to stand.
"CCCCChandler says heeeeee'ssss pup in hissss roooooommmm he wantssss to sayyyy sorry." She smiled stumbling off. You sighed walking up to Chandlers room, Chandler was sitting on the bed shirtless and possibly not wearing pants since the blanket covered his bottom half.
He was holding his head, "Har, I'm sorry I get weird in the head when I get drunk." He said looking at you, "Did I do anything really stupid I remember hitting on you but that's it." He mumbled.
"N-no you weren't that bad." You lied.
"Good." He smiled, "Can you come here real quick?" He asked, you walked up to him. "Lay down." He said and you did on his bed, he wrapped his ran around you pulling you closer to him. You closed your eyes trying to imagine he wasn't there, a guy who murdered almost 50 people was fucking cuddling with you. You couldn't get him out of your mind, his blue eyes, his soft hair, his harsh but sometimes gentle touch, it was driving you crazy. You opened your eyes looking over at him, he was asleep. You adjusted your position laying your hand on his flat chest, putting on of your legs on top of his snuggling your head into his shoulder and closing your eyes.
What am I doing? I'm fucking trust in a cereal killer that's what I'm doing! But he's so warm...
You had another mental argument, cooing yourself to sleep. You snuggled in tighter intertwining your leg with his, he was wearing a pair of shorts, or maybe boxers. Your eyes kids loosened and you fell asleep.
