Band Imagines/One-Shots

You Said You Were In Palm Springs, Dancin On Tables // Vic and Mike Fuentes

*This will be in 3rd person as a girl named Katerina. And its slightly smutty in the beginning. Fair warning*

The girl let out a moan as the man's tongue ran down her neck, and he sucked on it, starting to leave a bruise.

This is all the girl did anymore, ever since she left home. She thought she was being held down at home, that she couldn't be herself and that she couldn't do what she wanted.

But the girl wasn't herself anymore.

She had become someone far different than the girl who left San Diego.

10 minutes later, the man left the room they were in, the girl quickly wiping her mouth, counting the cash she had gotten, and touched the bruise on her cheek he had harshly left.

She hated doing this, so why did she continue? Because she needed the money, and because she was a washout. A burner. A reject. A slut. Any other names they called her, she was it. She missed her home sometimes, and wonder if it would have been better, had she stayed?

But her brothers. She was always compared to her brothers and always came up short. So she went by a different name. To protect them by her shame.

Katerina Navarro.

Katerina swallowed, hoping to get the fowl taste out of her mouth, and stumbled towards the bar, slamming down a 10. The bartender raised his eyebrow, but didn't give it a second thought after he gave her a beer and her change.

She had no hesitation as she popped it open and downed it, trying to forget earlier and the night before.

*The Night Before*

"Let go of me!" Katerina screamed and slammed her fist into the man's cheek. His head turned, but he immediately grabbed her wrist, throwing her on the bed, and doing the unthinkable to her.

After he left, she sat in the corner, crying. It had happened before, but it didn't matter. Every. Time. Was. Worse.

She wanted to call her brother. She wanted him or them to come save her like they always did. But she didn't want to give in like that. No, she would not give in so easily.

There was a knock on the door, and the girl regained some slight composure, pulling on a bikini top and some extremely short shorts over a thong, opening the door.

"Ma'am, your card was denied. We're gonna have to ask you to leave." The girl's eyes widened.

"W-What? N-No, please! I-I have nowhere to go!"

"Not our problem." He spoke. The security guards stepped in, collecting Katerina's things, and quickly escorting her and her things out of the building.

*The Present*

Katerina had to find someplace to sleep tonight. The beach sounds nice. Maybe she'd find someone else to make money off of before she went.

She quickly turned around to leave, but her beer spilled all over another girl nearby.

"Watch what you're doing, bitch!" She yelled at Katerina.

"Excuse you, hoe." Katerina replied carelessly.

"Who are you calling a hoe? Go look at yourself in the mirror!" The girl yelled, getting closer.

"Get out of my face, or I will beat you." Katerina's eyes narrowed.

"Try it!"

"Hey, hey, break it up!" A bouncer yelled. "Both of you, out!" Katerina scoffed.

"Whatever, I'll go to another club."

And that she did. But as soon as she got a drink in her hand, she was standing on a table outside, shaking her ass for all to see. She'd definitely get customers this way. Although, she was barefoot, she had somehow lost her shoes in the short time it took her to get here. She turned around and saw a handsome man in a seat by himself, drinking a beer, so she quickly bounced over, and straddled his lap, purring in his ear.

"Hey handsome." She ran her finger down his chest, her other hand holding her beer shakily. "Are you looking for a good time tonight?" Katerina leaned in, softly kissing his neck. "All you gotta do is pay up." She pulled away and instantly her face paled at the man who sat under her.

The light had hit his face, and she recognized those dark brown eyes and black hair.

"Tony." She whispered in realization. As soon as she said that, Tony's eyes lit up in realization and she quickly stood up, trying to run off.

"Wait!" He yelled, grabbing her wrist. She gasped in pain as he did, from previous bruises and cuts. He let go instinctively, and Katerina grabbed her wrist, looking at Tony and continuing to back up. "Kat stop, please." He pleaded. Katerina shook her head and took off running the opposite way.

Not that she got very far. 1) because she was drunk. 2) because Tony's long legs ran after her. 3) because she ran straight into somebody's chest, and hit the ground drunkenly. She looked up, and saw one of the people she hoped she wouldn't see.

"K-Kat?" Vic's voice asked softly.

"Sis?" Mike's followed. Katerina looked up at them, unsure of what to say or do. How would she explain anything to her brothers she hadn't seen in years?

Should I continue this into a part 2? Should I make it a story? XD Hope you liked it!! Lots of Love ❤️❤️

~ xoxo Tessa