My King

Chapter Twenty-One

John's PoV

      "C'mon Ash! We don't have all night!" I called, rather annoyed with how long she was taking. She finally came out of my room, still fixing her spikes wristbands. 

      "I'm coming! I'm coming! Geez man we still need to wait for Brian to get-" she was cut off by Seraphina getting 'home'

      "Heyyy guys, uh what are you wearing?" she asked. To a normal person their outfits were... well slutty is the only thing to describe Ash right now. She had on a cropped sleeveless shirt that was ripped at the bottom. It was a faded blue color with a white skull on it. Ash also had on a pair of black denim short over fishnet stockings, along with combat boots. A black spiked choker was around her neck that matched her wristbands. Meanwhile I had on a skin tight half shirt under a long black coat that reached about mid calf. I also had ripped black jeans and matching combat boots to Ash. 

      "We're going to the club!" Ash said excitedly, "you wanna come?" She was rocking back and fourth from her heels to her toes. Sera looked at her for a moment. 

      "Nah I'm not really into that kind of stuff..." She said with an awkward chuckle. "Besides I'm already in enough trouble with the school. If they were to find out..." she trailed off and Ash shrugged.

      "Oh well, your loss," Brian said as he walked in. I turned, and crossed my arms. Glaring at him.

      "Stop breaking into my house dammit!" I said annoyed. He was wearing the black silk shirt Ash had picked out for him yesterday as well as a pair of shorts. Once Ash realized we all had matching boots she squealed. While Brian had a much simpler outfit than us he had done some seriously dramatic make up, with purple lipstick and dark eye shadow. Ash wishes she could pull that shit off. Soon enough we were in the car, which of course was some kind of expensive sports car, because she couldn't be subtle. I wonder if we could sell the things she makes.

       "Yo Ash! What is this?" Brian asks, running a hand along the sleek black exterior.Ash laughed at him. 

      "A Lamborghini Veneno," she said and his jaw dropped. 

       "God your ability is over powered..." he muttered and Ash threw her head back in laughter. 

       "I could be the worlds greatest super villain, shattering the god damn economy!" she yelled, throwing her hands up in victory. 

        "Not to loud! Don't want the government to set EMBER on your ass for that," I warned and Ash stuck her tongue out at me.

      "Oh please, they wouldn't. I'm to high level for that shit," she said, crossing her arms. "Besides if they do I'll kick their asses." 

       "You're gonna kick the government's ass?" I asked and she nodded. 

       "Mhmm, each and every one," she said with a confidence unlike any other. We got in the car and I started driving. She's lucky I'm a quick learner when it comes to things like this. With her directions we made our way to the club. As we pulled up in front of it Brian was practically leaning out the window. Blaring music could be heard even from out here. As we pushed open the doors we were immediately hit with the smell of alcohol. There were people everywhere. Hell yeah. I made eye contact with Ash and we both nodded, making our way over to the bar. The fake IDs Ash had made worked like a charm -then again they always did- and soon enough we had our hands on enough alcohol we could safely drink. I downed a couple shots of whatever Ash had ordered and it stung my throat. I noticed a stage with what looked like stripper poles and looked over at Ash. 

      "Is this a strip club?" I asked over the blaring music. She just shrugged and popped a jello shot into her mouth. I looked around and saw Brian drunkenly flirting with an equally drunk girl and rolled my eyes. Ash grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the dance floor, which was really more like a mosh pit. We danced around together and laughed. Most of the night was lost in a blur of vodka and neon lights. 

       "leurueuuerruurufif Gucci gang" she says stumbling around. I laugh and we dance around. Looking up there a chick on one of the poles, but there was a guy on the other. 'That's hot' was the only thing on my mind. Brian had joined us at one point. We all plopped into a booth laughing about who knows what. Another drunk girl comes over and starts flirting with Brian, which he thoroughly enjoyed. I suddenly felt really hot so I slid my jacket off and stretched. Ash was once again at the bar ordering more shots and came back putting down a tray of twelve glasses. I laughed and grabbed one downing it quickly. The liquid burned my throat as it went down; but at this point I didn't care. Ash and I laughed about something. Some part of me knew I'd probably regret all this is the morning, but the rest of me wanted to drink until I dropped. Here I could forget all of my problems, I could forget my pain, my past, Arlo... Arlo... I suddenly felt a little too sober for my liking. I slipped out of the club and into the back alley, taking a breath of fresh air. I grabbed pulled a pack of cigs Ash had stolen out of my back pocket and leaned up against the side of the building. I stuck one between my teeth and lit it. Blowing out a ring of smoke I sighed. I felt a lot more relaxed but that was probably the vodka and smoke talking. I hummed and looked at the time on my phone, 11:45. I just now realized I had left my jacket inside. I yawned not really feeling the cold, besides Ash would probably keep an eye on it. Suddenly an all too familiar face flashed in my mind. For a moment I thought I saw him standing there, across the street. I blinked and he was gone. Once again I felt way to sober. I threw what was left of the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it before slipping back inside. The loud music and neon flashing lights was beginning to give me a headache. I quickly found my way back to the booth and slid in. I downed two more shots and sunk down into the chair. Ash had -at some point- gotten her hands on what looked like cocaine. It had been a while since I had done drugs but I was down for anything right now. Ash was jamming along as we did several lines and ended up laughing her ass off when Brian started sneezing. 

      "Oh hey... Is that the Daminan guy?" Ash asks in some drunken slur. I look over to where she's pointing and lock eyes with him. Sure is. I push myself up off the booth and make my way over to him. He was clearly surprised to see me here and gasped when I wrapped my arms around him. 

      "Hey cutie," I murmur and he blushes. I kiss him, though in my mind's eye it wasn't him I was kissing. I end up taking him back to my house. Brian drove, as he was the least drunk, Ash sat shotgun and Damian and I where in the back. Ash crashed and burned the moment we got home and passed out on her bed. Brian was asleep on the couch, and I took Damian to my room. I intended to do something but he ended up passing out before we could get anywhere. I almost fell asleep with Damian curled up in my arms. Though I knew I wanted Arlo there instead. I grabbed my phone out of the jacket and opened my messages.

Arlo~

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I miss you, why?

I'm sorry...

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