Twiggy n' Stuff.

Chapter Six; Kiddie Grinder.

- D. Berkowitz -

I wrapped my arm around Dean. I'm so nervous, what a beautiful, messy girl for someone as dirty as me. Her long legged sister stumbled back from the bathroom. I'm sweaty and I want to stop drinking, but I don't want to stop making them happy and I don't know how to otherwise. "Do you guys want to head out? I don't really know how long we've been here for." I mumbled, choking on my word's. Nevada nodded, Dean looked up at me with glossy eyes. She looked like a angel, there was a green glare of light beaming behind her, she was precious. She was my angel, and I don't know if I'm suppose to save her or if she is suppose to save me. "I want another drink before we go." Dean said, harmlessly. "O-kay, what do you want?" I messily answered. "Just a bud light or something." Dean replied. As I ordered one more round of drinks for Dean and Nevada some old Nine Inch Nails song started to play. Dean and Nevada looked at each other with wide eyes and big grins. "Oh, my God!" Nevada shouted with happiness. "What?" I smiled as the bar tender handed over the drinks. "This is our song!" A drunken Dean blurted out. "We're going to dance." Dean said, getting up from her bar stool and grabbing her sisters hand. I stood there holding their beers, I watched as they violently dance to Down In It. They were the most flawed and the most beautiful creatures I've pleasured to meet. I wanted to know better. I want to be smart enough to kick these girls on the curb and head back to my bus like any rock star would, but there was something about them. I can't be so sure so quickly but I think I want to care for Nevada, I think that she is my only friend. I can't be so sure about the future with them. I don't know what my band will say to me. If they can't come with us, then I'm staying with them. I can't be so sure so quickly but, I think I am in utter love with Dean. From the moment I saw her and her sister I loved them both. The purple and blue flashing lights made me feel so numb, I caught glimpses of Nevada and Dean, they had smiles plastered onto their faces. I don't think I'm going to remember any of this in the morning and I don't even know if I would want to. So what does it matter now? I was swimming in the haze now I crawl on the ground. And everything I never liked about you is kind of seeping into me. I try to laugh about it now but isn't it funny how everything works out? I guess the jokes on me, she said. I tapped my foot to the song I had heard a million times. I just watched them in awe, I decided to get another beer while I waited on them. I sipped my cold drink, I felt vomit crawling up the back side of my throat but I swallowed, forcing myself not to throw up. All the club lights were making my head spin 10% faster on top of the alcohol. I nearly slipped off my bar stool and than laughed at myself and everyone around me. This was starting to remind me a lot of when I was younger back at The Kitchen Club in Miami. I'll cross my heart and hope to die. But the needle's already in my eyes. And, all the world's weight is on my back and I don't even know why. And, what I used to think was me is just a fading memory. I looked him right in the eye and said "goodbye". I was so tore between wanting the song to play forever and end immediately. I felt like this was going to be extremely regrettable if I don't get out of this hot as Hell night club. I'm going to die in the asshole of the earth: Knoxville Tennessee.

Rain, rain, go away. Rain, rain, go away. Rain, rain, go away. Come again some other day.

 I swear this is the end of the song, but it just keep's going on and on. Finally the room went silent for a single moment, Nevada and Dean came tripping back over to me. "Here is your beers." I said, Nevada couldn't stop laughing long enough to drink it and Dean was chugging hers. Dean threw her beer bottle down in the floor while she laughed. "I love you Scotty." She mumbled, as she snuggled her face into my neck. Her arms wrapped around her torso. "I love you too, Dean." My breath was hot and my voice was shaky but I told her that I loved her.  She stopped laughing, I felt liquid running onto my shoulder. She was crying. "I'm so drunk, I'm so sorry." Dean mumbled. I could hardly understand her. Nevada had finished her beer. "Let's get out of here." I shouted over the loud music. Nevada grabbed my free hand while I held Dean up with my other arm. "Your sister is completely wasted." I yelled into Nevada's hair as we stumbled out of The night club. She just laughed it off. I was seeing stars and pretty lights by this point in time. I don't know if I had ever been so happy to see the night sky and smell the fresh air.