The Only Ones Who Know || Party Poison X Reader ||

~ Chapter 3 ~

I sighed and looked at him, hoping for an answer to what I should do.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Party will get over it and we'll let ya loose. We are just helping you out, alright?" He smiled. I smiled back.

"Thank you." I simply stated.

"No prob, it's what we do." He winked at me. He then stood up and exited the room. I turned my head to face a clock, which read 6:47 am. I let myself drift back to sleep. However, it only lasted for about 15 minutes. I decided to try and stand up, which resulted in me falling back down in pain. Idiot.

I let the pain wash over my body as I drifted back to a light sleep. I suddenly felt warmth on my head, which woke me up. I looked up to make eye contact with fro-man. I assumed he was Jet. He held my head slightly, for he knew I was in an immense amount of pain. He smiled down at me.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked. I smiled up at him and tried to sit myself up. I was able to finally sit up, with Jet's help of course.

"I am, a lot better actually." I told him. He said a small, "good, good..." as he helped me out of bed. The pain in my head was still present, but most of the stinging had subsided. I was able to stand on my own two feet again, thank god.

"Hungry?" Jet asked. I nodded my head in reply and we made our way out the bedroom. He led me through a small hallway that held four other doors. We kept walking to where the hallway ended, and it opened up into a larger living area. It was a diner. There was a man with bright red hair laying down in a booth, a light blanket covering his form. Was I sleeping in his room? Oh shit, I feel terrible now....

Jet told me to sit on a barstool, to which I obeyed. He placed a can of "Power Pup" in front of me. It smelled like ass, to say the least. I was given a spoon and I began to eat. I gagged at the taste.

"I know it tastes horrible, it's the only thing we are able to get our hands on. It'll have to do for now." Jet sadly said. I simply nodded in reply and continued to eat, even if my body started to reject the horrible "food."

"So..." Jet began, "What exactly happened with you last night?" He asked. I placed my spoon onto the counter and wiped my mouth with a napkin.

"Well...I was a little ignorant, to say the least." I told him. He gave me a look of sympathy as I continued, "My friends wanted to drink and I'm not very big with alcohol...so I declined the offer. My friend called me out and, in the heat of the moment, I decided to order Pincer Vodka and chug it down." Jet's face contorted at my answer.

"Damn, that must've been harsh." Jet picked up my can and spoon. I laughed a bit in reply and asked him another question.

"Who is the guy that caught me last night?" I asked him. He smiled and looked back at me.

"That was Kobra Kid. He is his brother." Jet said, pointing to the red head that was still asleep in the booth.

"Was I sleeping in his room last night? I feel so bad..." I said truthfully. Jet smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. Has anyone told you that you're very considerate of others? Very polite?" He asked. I shook my head and he smiled a bit. "We don't see that around here anymore, it's a nice change. Thank you for that." He said. I smiled and blushed a bit from his friendliness.

"Thank you for saving my ass last night, who knows what could've happened if ya left me there." I told him. He chuckled a bit.

"And, I don't know if I was dreaming or not but, who explained everything to me earlier today? With the black hair? Was that Fun Ghoul?" I asked. Jet nodded.

"Yep, the one and only. He's one of us, I'm guessing you've heard of us?" Jet asked me. My eyes suddenly widened.

"Wait....you're Jet Star?!" Jet laughed at my realization. I pointed around the room, thinking about everything. "Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul...." I then pointed to the man with the bright red hair, "Party Poison?"

"You got it!" Jet told me. I blushed in embarrassment, these guys were known throughout the zones for being one of the highest ranked Killjoys! I didn't even noticed them!!!

"Wow....I really is an honor to meet you guys. I know y'all are close to Dr. Death and all..." I said. He nodded and sat in the bar seat next to me.

"Yeah...anyway, enough about us. Where do you come from? What's your group?" He asked me. I looked down.

"Well...I'm not like most Killjoys. I don't necessarily have a group to be with. I have a couple of friends, but they don't fight as often as I. They spend most of their time at the Hyper-Thrust while I'm out here busting my ass." I replied honestly. Jet had a sad look on his face.

"Sorry to hear that..." he said, "Well, I guess I should get dressed and head out. Kobra Kid and Fun Ghoul went off for a bit to get gasoline. They should be back soon though." Jet said as he started walking out of the room.

"Wait, where are you going?" I asked him. He stoped and faced me, giving me a smile.

"I'm heading to the radio station, me and Dr. D have some business to take care of." He said, continuing to exit the room. I sighed and placed my elbows on the counter, resting my head in my hands. I guess I'm stuck here for a bit.