Going Nowhere - Xavier's Story

Chapter Three - Shut It, Vax.

My confidence fell the more I let myself dwell on what had happened between the two of us. In an alternate reality things might have been different, but this was real life. What could I do to make her believe in me? I'd given her nothing to base a chance off of, after everything she had been through, I couldn't expect her to run on blind faith. My love for her might be eternal, but it would never be reciprocated and I just had to accept it.

I drove back to the hotel feeling shitty, tempted to open down a bottle of Jack for old times' sake. But I didn't. I hadn't gone completely dry, but I was taking it easy... taking a break. Sleeping around hadn't been my only vice.

"What's up?" Jay said as I walked through the door. I had to hand it to the guy, he'd been around me long enough that he could pick up on my moods. He had instigated the change in me, forcing me to see just how much of a scoundrel I'd become. Forcing me to see that my wicked ways were slowly but surely killing me. He'd been wrong about one thing though, Scarlett hadn't forgiven me.

"I'm great." I mumbled looking up at my best friend. "Perfect day. Girl of my dreams hates me more than I anticipated... so brilliant all round."

Jay frowned and shook his head. "Maybe she is overcompensating. You said she liked Vax right?"

"Yeah... until she found out I was Vax." I groaned and sat down on the couch. "It's alright, I don't deserve her forgiveness anyway. I was a jerk then, and just because I'm slightly less of an asshole, I can't expect her to suddenly forgive me and fall in love with me. I don't deserve it."

Jay shook his head and his eyes darkened. "Dude, don't start with that shit, you know how dark you can get. You deserve love."

"Sure." I scoffed.

"Look, Doc managed to get us VIP tickets to a club in town, let's go hang out there, have some fun and forget all this trouble." Jay suggested.

"Taking me where there are girls and alcohol. You sure that is wise." I mumbled. Not that I was even slightly tempted by either.

"Dude, pull the other one, you were just using them to mask your pain." He shrugged. "Besides, I trust you and I know you don't want to go back downhill."

I nodded. "You're right. Look sure. I'll be the designated driver then."

**

The guys were all pretty 'happy' by the time we left for the club in my beat up. I'd begun to regret my decision to come along when we walked inside, amongst the over inebriated drunkards in attendance. Almost immediately we were ushered by excited staff members into the VIP area, which was the only saving grace. I could wallow in the corner while the others partied. The drinks were flowing, but not for me. I nursed my rum and coke, sans the rum while I looked over the ledge and watched the crowd below. Like a magnet, only attracted to her my eyes traced across the room, focusing on her. Scarlett. She was here. I swallowed hard as my eyes glazed over her body. She was dressed like I had never seen her, in next to nothing and while it more than pleased my eyes I wanted to jump down from the VIP area and cover her with my coat. Jay walked over and put his arm over my shoulder.

"You okay bro." he drawled, the tipsiness was evident in his voice. I pointed at Scarlett who stood with Isla at the bar.

"The shorter girl at the bar. That's Scarlett."

"She's really gorgeous." He murmured clicking his tongue. I turned and eyeballed him. He lifted his arms in the air. "Hey, I'm just saying she's beautiful. Actually, so is her friend."

"That's Isla." I remarked watching them both as they walked out on to the dancefloor. I watched Scarlett move through the crowd, Her body was like a weapon, using her sexiness to disarm her enemies without even realising it. She sure had surely disarmed me.