TORN!

GLAM

Cerian.
Another night like most normal busy nights in my line of career ,I found myself standing on the red carpet in front of a million blinding flashes of cameras. I should be used to this kind of life after seven years but each day is always a new scary experience especially if Yours Truly is standing next to me on the red carpet.

It was the night of the opening of club Dynasty and thanks to our connection with some of Hollywood Elite and other famous celebrities from around the globe,the whole event was a magnetic pull for all media companies and other club enthusiast.

Thirty minutes after I ceremoniously cut the purple ribbon to officially open the club,I found myself at the VIP section,at a table with Yours Truly,Dean and his significant other and some of our other friends, (There were also strippers dancing in  peacock costumes).

Music bled through the wall fitted speakers as more drinks and "friends," joined at the VIP, it was hard familiarizing with the different faces thanks to the flickering blue, purple and amber laser lights.

Moments later,a tall girls in glow in the dark neon jump suit walked into the VIP,  screaming excitedly while taking selfies. Despite my little problem with my vision,I could easily tell who the new comers were and I didn't like them one bit.

"Denver !Sweet Sweet Denver!" One of them called in a posh British accent as she approached the man seated next to me,arms spread wide like a pelican's wings ready for flight. "Congratulations on the new club,it's just so amazing,"

"Thanks," Yours Truly said, standing up to welcome her boa constricting hug, " Thanks for coming,"

"Gina couldn't come," She was referring to her twin.

"Yeah,she told me but I'm glad at least one of you came, you remember my  partner,Cerian," He introduced me, "And my best friend Dean along with the others,"

"Yeah," She stretched her freshly manicured hand out to me which I half heartedly shook, "I hope you haven't forgotten me,"

"Kelly," I forced a smile,  who on earth forgets the face of his the 'mistress,' especially after walking in on  them in bed, butt naked and so into it to notice someone standing at the door, "Can't forget you,thanks for coming," If I had a gun I would blow her head off. That was two months ago and I never spoke of it to anyone not even Dean or to Father Churchill at the confession booth.

"Would you mind if I take your spot, I've just really missed Denver," She asked politely, if I didn't hate or know her I would think she was nice,I mean she looks nice and is pretty. She has beautiful long red hair,a set of big blue - green eyes ,straight pointy nose,the perfect cheek bones,perfectly arranged set of blinding white teeth and body fit for her Victoria Secret modeling career. If you ask me,I think she's one of the main reason's insecure girls around the world become anorexic.

"Cerian ,don't be rude," He whispered into my ear. " Be a gentleman would you?" Swear to God,I wasn't going to give my spot for the British nightmare but then Denver (Yours Truly) had to ask me to get up,more like he was kicking me out.

"Okay," I got up," Seat's empty,I'll just go get a refill from the counter and maybe drink myself to death," I mumbled under my breath.

After a few strides, I was at the half empty counter,typing my choice of drink on the iPad propped up on the table.

Double shot tequila. My favourite kind of drink then waited for the robotic arm behind the counter to serve me. The robotic arm bartender was my idea after last year's trip to Vegas at the annual TechCon and we only got it up at the VIP  whereas normal human bartenders would be working at the regular.