Chapter 5

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7 years later:

I am still in Transylvania,  I work in a tattoo parlour, clean for 6 years and I am free from crime. I haven't spoken to Ronnie since I left. He never kept his promises. I have paid attention though, I know he is clean and in a new band, he probably forgot about me. Oh well. I have a client now so I need to arrange my gear.

"Hey, my name is Ryan, I'm here to see Lex?" This dude looks familiar? 

"Yeah, thats me, what can I do for you?" I ask, he is American so im speaking English,  only my accent is back. Perfect.

"Oh, hey! Man, Ronnie said you were hot but Christ, he never went into much detail! Sorry, I sound so creepy, ahaha. Im a friend of Ronnie Radke. He is turning 28 in 3 days, I wanted to know if you fancied being at the party, being his birthday present and getting the reunion I know he wants?" Wow Ryan talks fast... Ronnie? I dont know, he hasn't spoken to me in so long... Fuck it.

"Sure, let me write the boss a note, we'll go back to mine pack up some shit, grab some money and go home." I replied with a big smile. Home, that sounds nice.

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