SHAMELESS ✔(Damian Wayne Fanfic)

SHAMELESS

Ellington's Penthouse

Everyone was still at Valaries when she went downstairs and as high as she was, the young CEO was not pleased. Just as her eyebrows narrow Jace Adz comes up to her holding out his hand.

"You clean up nice. Shall we dance?" He asks, looking her up and down. She wasn't amused and pushed past him.

"What are you all doing!" She shouts, getting everyones attention. "Get out!"

No one budges, but they all stare at the last Ellington with eyes of confusion and discomfort considering her loud voice shook them all.
However, Valarie didn't see the reason why. Why no one was making a move and leaving her home.

"All of you," she begins, with a strong voice full of authority and anger. "GET. OUT!"

The curly haired CEO watched her guests rush to the door. She waited at the bottom of stairs for her house to be cleared of people so she could be alone.

But Jace had other ideas.

"So you cleared it out just for us." He smirked. She gave him a look of disgust and said,

"You are delusional."

"Oh come of Valarie...you can't still be mad."

She let's out a sarcastic scoff and purses her lips.

"Because I definitely threw myself at you the other day and I'm totally into a 25 year old who still uses Velcro on his shoes because he can't tie them!"

"Your sarcasm is funny Valarie. But I only-"

"Get out Jace. Before I call the cops." She said annoyed by his effort to flirt.

He raised his hand a little, to signify he was done playing around. With a few steps back he turned on his heel and headed for the door.

"Just out of curiosity..," he pauses, making a stop, hand still on the doorknob. "where do you plan on going in a dress like that?" she could hear the smile in his voice as a light chuckle left his throat.

"Goodbye Jace." she said again giving him a sarcastic wave.

After he left she was alone in her house. Making her way over to the cabinet full of alcohol she licked her lips when she found one of her fathers favorite drinks. Valarie took a class and poured a little bit of the whiskey into it and raising it in the air.

"Happy one year." She says, putting the glass on her lips and swallowing it.

Valarie sucked in her cheeks as she finished. The taste still burning her throat a bit. But she didn't mind, the only thing wanted was to get drunk.

Hungover type drunk.

**********

Valarie POV

I ended up at a club called Red Diamonds. It was a club my sisters Violet and Viola and I frequently went to. Even though I was underage they still found a way to get me in, or it was the fact that Viola was sleeping with the owners son. 

Nonetheless, it was fun and made my night. Being there was distracting and took my brain every where. Even though none of my siblings were alive, my sisters to drink with me...I still wanted to have fun partying with people I didn't know, them not know me either.

The booze and drugs were a bonus.

I didn't bother taking them as responsibly. None of the people I was around knew me so they didn't help. They weren't my sisters. Just strangers watching a young girl drink away her troubles and possibly OD.

"Gimme Jack Daniels!" I say, pointing to the bottle on the shelf. My body getting that weird sensation of elevation. The bartender looked to me and shrugged.

"I don't know, I think you need to be cut off."

"You're so short when you smoke weed you don't get high." I declare with a giggle, ignoring his earlier statement that was clearly a warning. I think...

"Give her the drink Felix." Said a voice which made my body turn, my eyes becoming an audience to a very sexy man's voice.

"She's stoned Todd." The bartender, who's name was Felix, voiced. Sounding a bit scared and hesitant. 

The guy, the sexy one with black hair that had a bit of a silver part in it gave Felix a glare before slamming his glass down on the counter. He gulped and exhaled sharply as I pulled out a cigarette and lighting it.

"Fine." He uttered then grabbing the Whiskey I wanted just as I inhaled the devils grass a couple times. He put it in front of me and said in a low voice, "You have to dance for us." He then pointed to the pole on the stage.

A smirk appeared on his mouth and I sighed. I honestly really didn't want to, "Um no way." I say with a scoff flicking the ashes in the little ash tray.

Felix shrugs and says, in an innocent but snooty way, " I guess you don't want the drink. And maybe you're to afraid you won't live up to Soda pop." He winked when he said that name.

That was the name my sister Viola choose when it was her turn to get on the pole. She only did it to impress her boyfriend by dressing up in a red wig and a very revealing lingerie. The second time was to show me how it was done, just in case I wanted to try. I was an addict then but I was not stupid. She said it was her last time because a cop caught her in the club 'dancing' while Violet and I bolted.

My day hasn't been going well and I'm pretty sure I'm going to get more hate in the paper tomorrow.

Maybe this could be my tribute?

"I don't dance." I retort with sass.

Maybe not.

"Oh come on." He whined with a pouty facial expression clinging to his olive tan face.

"No way." I say, standing in my six inch heels ready to walk out of the bar leaving my cigarette in the tin tray.

My feet wobbled a bit as I walked on the sidewalk. I still wanted to party, but just not at this bar. Just as I was about to take out my phone I heard someone yell, "Hey you!"

My neck turned to face the same sexy guy I saw in the bar. I smiled a bit as he approached me. "You need something?" I ask once he's in front of me.

"You left this." He replied, handling me the bottle of Jack Daniels.

"Wow," I breath as I take it from his hand and open it. "Thanks."
The smell of it makes me giggle but as soon as I put it to my lips I began to chug it down.

The taste of it brought back so many memories. Vincent and my father mostly. A light chuckle made me stop and because I needed to catch my breath.

"Damn, slow down. You're going to choke." He says as I take in a deep breath of air. The strong whiskey slightly burning my throat.

Once I raise it up to see how much I've drunken I laugh and so does he.
"You're a pro?" He questions with a bit of a surprised expression.

"What makes you say that?"

"You've drunken half the bottle. The only person I know who drinks that much in one breath besides me is my girlfriend." He laughs and I fake one.

Can't get with that...he's already taken.

"I'm Jason." He says holding out his hand.

I shake it and give him a little grin. "Valarie."

***************

∆VOTE∆

|COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME|

UNTIL NEXT TIME!!! ✌🏽