The Vengence Between (A Michael Vampire story)

Chapter Two

I got up and almost fell on my face. I was still in a VIP room at Bar Sinister. Alyssa was sleep on the couch. I felt as if I was going to puke. I grabbed my pants off the floor and quickly jerked them on. I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. I was so disgusted at the fact she took advantage of me when I was weak. I hated when girls did that to me. I pulled my shirt on and started out of the room, but as I took a few steps down the hall, I couldnt refrain from puking any longer. I ran straight to the closest bathroom. Thank satan, it wasnt that far from me. I ran inside and puked repeatedly. I havent felt like this since Amanda drugged me that night I was freaking out on her. Then it hit me, Alyssa drugged me. Stupid scum bag cunt. I hated her with a passion. She was one of my ex's as well. I looked at my phone and it was almost one in the afternoon. "Fuck." I said to myself as I slipped out the back down of the club. I was late for the studio.

"Someones late." Philip said smart as I walked into the stuido. "Dude, did you even go home last night?" Aaron said looking me up and down. I was still in the clothes I had on from last night. "Nah. Alot happend. Im just ready to work on some of these song." I said putting on a smile and kicking back on the couch. "Are you sure?" Philip said sounding concerned, but I was to much into my phone, lurking twitter to respond. Philip just glared at me and went into the sound booth. "Which song should we start with Michael?" Mike asked me. "Why does he get to choose?" Philip blurted out. "Maybe because, I wrote the songs?" I replied smart back. Philip rolled his eyes and just looked at the wall. "So? Whats it going to be?" Mike asked me again. "Star of 666, then Kiss of Death." I said glaring at Philip. "Sounds good. Okay, Philip Star of 666 from your parts." Mika said to Philip as he started the music. I took a deep breath and rubbed my face. I was getting shortly frustrated today. "What happend last night?" Dj asked me. "Fucking Alyassa caught me off guard." I said thinking about last night. "I saw Amanda." Aaron said. "I know, thats what set me off and my mind just went with it." I said shaking my head. "Isnt JJ going to be here and start tracking drums?" DJ asked. "I believe so. I texted him earlier and he said he'd make it." I said looking through my text messages.

Finally, after Philip was finished tracking the last of backup voxx, JJ arrived. "Dude! Whats up?" Dj said as JJ walked through the door. "Nothing, ready to beat the shit outta things with sticks, you?" JJ said laughing. "Watch you make so magic happen." Dj said as he sat next to Mike. "Drums already set up?" JJ said shockingly. "Yup, Aaron and I set them up." I said proudly. "Nice job, not to bad." JJ said laughing as he looked at the drums. "Go kick some drum ass!" Aaron said to JJ. "Alright! I got this!" JJ said as he went in, put on his headphones and started beating away. "Michael, im good now right?" Philip said to me. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "I can leave right? Andy wants me to meet her at work." Philip told me. "Philip. No. We're a band. We work on the record, together." I said getting a little cocky. I didnt mean to, just how I come off sometimes. "Fuck Michael! What did I fucking tell you? Slave work!" Philip said as he sat back down across the room. I just rolled me eyes and watched JJ record the drums.

The very first thing I did after the studio, was go straight home to take a long hot shower. I felt dirty, which really wasnt a bad thing, but I just felt right down horrible on the inside. After my shower, I carelessly walked out of the shower, freely. I went to my red velvet couch in the livingroom and started to watch, 'Underworld.' Man, that girl was fine a fuck. Then my phone started to ring, it was Alyssa. At first I debated about answering it, or ignoring it. "Hello?" I said as I decided to answer it. "Alyssa, no. Your fucking sick. I dont want anything to do with you." I said getting upset. "Fuck that! Your the one that drugged me into having sex with you. Repeat, DRUGGED." I said getting a tone. I rolled my eyes and just hung up on her. I didnt need her whinny bullshit right now. I just wanted to watch my fucking movie in peace, which again, didnt last long.

Shortly after my phone conversation with Alyssa, Philip desides to show up, with Andy. I jumped up and ran to my room, quickly putting on a pair of boxers and white ball shorts. "What are you doing here?" I said glaring at him. "I left a few things, but also to talk." Philip said as he walked to his old room. Andy just glared at me. Stupid pornstar. What did he see in her? I dunno. I just see big ass fake tits is all. "Keep your eyes off of me, perv." Andy spat at me. "Watch whos house your in." I said angrily. She sqinted her eyes and me and watched for Philip. "What is it we are suppose to talk about?" I said smart as Philip came back into the livingroom. "Well, I have a change in heart about the music." He slowly started off. "How dare you!" I said jumping up. "What? I havent ever said anything." Philip said shocked. "You changed and act totally different since you started dating that, pornstar." I said looking at Andy. "Hey! Watch it!" Andy said angrily. I rolled my eyes and continued to go off on Philip. "You say recording a record is 'slave work'? What do you think being in the music is? A nice house and white fence?" I said focusing back on Philip. "Michael. Im out of the band." Philip said as he stood up. "Good! I was on the edge of kicking you out anyways." I said without thinking. "Oh really? And who was you going to replace me with? You have two fucking weeks before warped tour. Whos going to learn all the songs by then huh?" Philip said getting cocky. I glared a Philip and reached into my pocket and pulled out one of my knives. "Watch who your getting cocky around. Think about a few years ago." I said getting up in Philips face. "Fuck you." Philip said as he spit on me and walked out the door. Without thinking I threw my knife at the door, but it was to late, he shut the door and the knife stuck in it. I quickly ran to the door and locked it. I went into the kitchen and grabbed my Jack bottle and a few other odd and end liquor. I sat in the livingroom and pulled out my phone to tweet, 'Fucking life is a waste sometimes.'  I pulled out a shot glass and filled it half way up. Took the shot and looked at the bottle. I thought about pouring another, but desided to down half the bottle instead of a shot. I picked up my knife and opened it again. I looked at the sharp blade shine from the light. I was so tempted. Ending it all, seamed like the simplest thing right now, but for some reason, twitter desided to pop in my head and i looked at it first. I went through my mentions and alot of people responded to my last tweet, I was stupid for even showing something was remotely wrong. My fans were kicking my ass, and telling me it was alright. I loved them so much, they meant everything to me. I tweeted a tweet to all the fans, 'You guys know just how to keep me moving. Luv you aLL so much! <3' I smiled a little bit, then looked back at my knife on the table. I shrugged it off and went threw my mentions one more time. There that girl was again, saying one of the uttermost meaningfull things. ' @michaelvampire ik things seem hard, but when things get tough, you show the worLd your stronger. Trust me, ik.' That just totally kicked my mood up some. Trust her, I'd have to think about that one, but what did I know about this girl? Nothing. Thats what kept my mind away. All I knew was, rehursal for warped started tommrow and I had to find a replacement bassist, but who?