Reckless and Relentless- An Asking Alexandria Fanfic

Chapter 21

  "Hey, our flight doesn't leave till 10." Danny said. "You guys still have time to hang out and say goodbye." Stormi ignored him. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked with tears in her eyes.

  I shook my head. "Honestly, it didn't even sink in until just now..." "You still knew about it." she snapped at me. I didn't even bother trying to defend myself; I knew she was right. "I'm so sorry Stormi..."

  James handed me a bottle of Jack and I took a sip of it, then set it down. I didn't want to let things to get all fuzzy for my last time with Stormi for God knows how long. "Stormi, want anything?" James asked her. "Umm... Can I try weed?" she asked him.

  James nodded, laughing, and walked out to grab some from his room. "He does know she could have had some of ours, right?" Ben asked Danny. Danny shrugged and laughed. "So, I just smoke it like a cigarette, right?" Stormi asked me.

  "Depends on what he's bringing back." Ben answered her question for me. Right on cue, James walked in with a pipe that was preloaded with weed, which he handed to Stormi.

  "How the fuck do I even?" she asked, prompting us all to laugh at her. Danny let go of me and took it from her, showing her how to smoke it. He then handed the pipe back and gave her a lighter, knowing she didn't have one.

  She looked to me, as if seeking approval, so I nodded, and she put the pipe to her lips, lit it, and took a deep breath in. She held the smoke in for about ten seconds, then slowly exhaled. "Feel anything?" Sam asked her.

  She nodded. "I dunno how to explain it, but my head feels... different. And I feel more, relaxed, I guess." I took the pipe from her and took a hit of it myself, then gave it back. "James, can she finish it off?" I asked. "If she wants, sure." he answered, not looking up from his phone.

  "Storm, you wanna finish off the bowl?" I asked her. "Umm... sure." she said, then took another hit.

***An hour later***

  "So are you ready to go get your tattoo, love?" Danny asked me. I growled. "Danny I've BEEN ready for 20 minutes now!" I said. "You and Ben don't know how to stop your yappers from flappin!"

  "Stop our WHAT from flappin?" he asked me. I sighed. "Yappers, flaps, gums, chatterboxes, pieholes, need I go on?" I explained. "Ohhhh okay. No I got it. Let's go." he said, taking my hand.

  "Stormi! Let's go!" I called her. "But I'm busy!!!" she whined like a five year old. I let go of Danny's hand to pull her off of James's lap, then pried the pipe from her hand, giving it back to him. "Now either you go willingly, or I put you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes." I threatened.

  "Come on, Charlotte, she really can't stay?" James asked me. "You just wanna keep sucking face with her." I snapped at him. "She's gay anyways, you have no chance with her." I picked Stormi up and put her over my shoulder.

  "Let's go Danny!" I said, walking out of the room. "I AM TOO HIGH FOR THIS!!!" Stormi yelled at me. "Fucking deal with it." I said as Danny followed us out, laughing his ass off. "You weren't kidding, were ya?" he laughed at me.

  "No I was fucking not." I told him as Stormi squirmed in my grasp, attempting to free herself. "I can walk, ya know!" she hollered. "Will you quit fucking yelling before someone thinks something is seriously fucking wrong?" I said angrily.

  "I will if you put me down!" she yelled in my ear. I flinched, and set her down. She fixed her clothes as we walked, and Danny asked her what bands she liked. "Oh God no..." I groaned.

  "Welllll...." she started, "I like Avenged Sevenfold, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Otep, Tonight Alive, Tegan and Sara, Mötley Crüe, Guns N Roses-" I clamped my hand over her mouth. "She'll go on all day about her bands unless you shut her up." I told Danny.

  She removed my hand and said, "Oh, and you don't?" I wanted to say ,"Not like you, blabbermouth!," but I held my tongue. "Oh whatever." was all I said. We reached the elevator, and Danny hit the button to go down as Stormi and I began a poke-war.

  I ducked behind Danny to avoid being poked, but the elevator doors opened as I moved to him for safety, so he stepped inside, leaving me vulnerable. "Well, are you two coming or what?" he asked us, and we both ran in.

  I threw myself into the corner and pulled Danny in front of me as though he were a shield, but Stormi managed to fake him out and poke me again. "Damn you child!" I yelled at her, reaching around Danny to poke her. Danny stopped me, holding onto my hands. "Baby it is not worth the fight." he laughed.

  I wrapped my arms around him as Stormi laughed, saying, "Ha! I win!" "By fuckin interference!" I replied, glaring at Danny. As childish as he could be, he could be plenty mature as well.

  It was weird, in a way. I was so used to having to always be mature because I was younger than everyone, but with Danny, I could actually be immature and know he would be there to balance me out. As weird as it was, it was nice.

  The elevator doors opened and Stormi stepped first, and Danny motioned for me to go before him. We walked outside and got in his car, and Stormi asked if there were any good Ramen places around.

  "Interesting munchie craving." Danny laughed at her. "Actually that's normal for her," I informed him, "she loves Ramen." I turned to Stormi and told her I knew there were a few in LA, but had no idea where they were, which caused her to start pouting.

  "Ya know, for someone who's high, you're not that relaxed." Danny told Stormi and I laughed. "Give the girl ice cream and put on Frozen. She'll calm down." Stormi squealed with excitement and said, "Ohmygoodness YES!!!"

  After a few minutes of driving, we got to a tattoo place, and we all got out of the car. Taking my hand, Danny asked, "You excited, babe?" I nodded eagerly as Stormi, who was walking ahead of us, pulled the door open.

  The interior was primarily red and black, which I loved, but upon hearing rap blaring over their speaker system, I was tempted to up and leave. "Oh my God, Macklemore!" Stormi yelled happily.

  "Of course you know this person, you fucking faggot." I said, poking fun at her. "It's kinda impossible for me to be a FUCKING faggot since I've never had sex with a girl." Before I could answer, a lady covered in tattoos and piercings came over. "Hello, how can I help you?" she chirped.

  "I wanted to get a tattoo." I told her, and she asked what I wanted to get. I told her, and she nodded. "Now honey, are you a minor, or legal?" she asked me.

  "I'm legal. Do you need to see my ID?" I asked. "I'm not worried about it." she said with a smile. Looking at Stormi and Danny, she asked, "Will you two be getting anything as well, or are you here for her?"

***Hour and a half later***

***Chabuya Tokyo Noodle Bar***

  "So babe why wasn't I allowed to be with you when you were getting your tattoo?" I had refused to let Danny sit with me while the lady did my tattoo. I just had Stormi sit with me. "Just wanted it to be a Stormi and I thing." I told him, looking at the bowl of Ramen in front of me.

  Stormi refused to say anything, part because she was gulping down Ramen as fast as possible, and part because she didn't want to anger Danny or I by saying the wrong thing. "Well you could've just said that, love." he said, sounding bothered.

  "Didn't realize I have to explain everything." Stormi, in her nervousness and anxiety, nearly choked on her Ramen, causing her to unintentionally break her silence. When Danny and I both looked at her, she looked back down at her Ramen.

  Danny turned his attention back to me. "You don't have to explain everything, it's just nice to know why my girlfriend is booting me out of somewhere." I lowered my gaze again and apologized. "It's fine, but just... be honest with me. I thought you were trying to hide your wrists."