I sat down on the couch. "What did he want to talk about?" Ash asked. "Me moving back in. And he also wanted to go on a date which is really confusing, last time I checked I was a killing person thing" I said looking at him.
"Well, you aren't a bad person. Just fucked up a little sometimes" he shrugged. "talking about getting fucked up let's go to the bar" I smiled getting up. "I'll help you get some chicks" I smiled. "Get the boys" He smiled.
I ran to the back. The door was locked. "BOYS BAR NOW!" I shouted. I heard scrambling feet. I smiled and ran out the door to catch up with Ash. The rest followed behind.
I went to the bouncer. "Go on in," he said looking at me. "Oh yeah," I laughed. "I'm wearing my killing hoodie" I smiled. Ash chuckled. I picked a booth.
Jax walked over. "Welcome, what can I get you, fine folks?" He asked smiling. "The normal" I smiled. The rest ordered.
I took off my bloodstained jacket and sat back. I heard singing then booing. I saw an 8-year-old. I sighed and got up the 8-year old cried and ran off. I walked over and pushed past people.
I climbed on the stage. "All of you are pathetic... the kid is at least 8 years old, give him a fucking break you assholes," I growled. I saw everyone at the booth looking at me with shock.
I looked over and saw the kid. I went over. I got on my knee. "are you okay?" I asked. "Yeah" He stuttered a little. I smiled. "If anything, I loved your singing" I smiled. He giggled, "Thank you" He smiled.
The mom smiled. I got up. "Thank you" She mouthed I nodded. I went down to the booth and sighed. I took a chug of the drink. The guys all laughing and having a good time.
Andy seemed to notice my distress mostly when I saw someone. someone I never wanted to see again.
