Trixie Mattel /City Lights Ain't Got Nothing On Country Lights

Just Take A Second To Wind Your Watch And Set It

**Long Chapter**

I glanced across the club. Katya was nowhere to be seen. She must have run off with that young waiter. I smirked to myself. Crazy Russian woman. Trixie was hanging off my right arm. Swaying around, she couldn't keep her head straight. She was mumbling to herself. How much did she drink? I am so lucky I didn't drink much. God knows if she would have got home safe if I wasn't here. I had rang for a taxi earlier on.

"There is a taxi outside" I said leaning closer to Trixie for to hear me. Her heels scrapped across the floor as she tried to walk. 

"Do we have to go home?" She slurred. I smiled rolling my eyes.

"The clubs closed" I answered. She scoffed.

"Nobody knows how to have fun these days" She slurred again as I opened up the club entrance doors and helped Trixie on to the pavement. The air was warm and there was no breeze. The sky was slightly bright with the morning now breaking. It was beautiful. I breathed in the dewy air. A black taxi was parked just opposite where Trixie and I were stood. The window of the taxi wound down.

"You (Y/N)?" The taxi driver shouted through the open window. I waved.

"That's me. Come on Trixie , let's get in the taxi" I said, guiding her over, opening the door and helping her in to the taxi. I made sure her seat belt was fastened around her and she was safe. Closing the door, I walked around the car and climbed in the other side of and got in. 

"Where you off?" Asked the driver. 

"Could you make a stop in The Blue Birds Apartments then make another stop?" I asked politely. Trixie turned her head to me with resting bitch face.

"Two stops?" She said confused. 

"Well, yeah. To take you home first , then I am going home" I answered. She scowled then turned to the taxi driver.

"Make it one stop. Blue Bird Apartments." She said tapping the headrest of the drivers chair. He began to speed off. Why one stop?
"Can you come home with me?" She asked in a quiver. She sounded a little scared as she spoke.

"I don't want to be on my own tonight.  "She said, putting her hand to her hair and twirling it around and around her finger. She looks so cute when she does that.

"Ok. I'll stay" I said with a smile.

"I'm not a very good drunk" She said teary. The drink is really turning her in to a wreck. I put my hand on her shoulder to soothe her. She looked up at me with glassy eyes.

"Here we are guys" Said the taxi driver pulling up outside Trixie's apartment. I quickly clambered out and power walked over to the taxi driver. I fished around in my handbag and shoved a few notes of money in to his hand . I turned and briskly walked to Trixie's car door and opened it. Extending my arm and helping her out of the car. She was wobbly on her feet as I put my arm around her waist to keep her up right. She giggled quietly to herself as we began to slowly stroll to the apartment doors. The taxi drove off down the road leaving me and a drunk Trixie in the sunrise, outside her apartment. We stumbled to the door. 

"I need your key Trix" I said. She didn't say anything and let go of me. She put her hand down the top of her dress and searched around her bra. Pulling her hand out , she handed me the keys. They were warm in my hands.  I placed the key In the lock and opened the glass door. 

"There. Let's get you in" I said with a smile turning to Trixie. Her face was pale and her mouth was slightly ajar.

"Trix?" I said concerned. She tilted her head back then with force , threw her head forward to the floor and was violently sick.  Oh my god.  What do I do? I stretched over and held her hair behind her head.