Chapter 2

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"Well you weren't kidding when you said "or seven"!" Jay laughs, wiping off the counter top.
"I'd expect more people to be here at this time." Nathan slurs out slamming a palm onto the table.
"It's only you, me, and Jaxon left here." She says wringing the cloth out into the sink.
"I don't know how you can be a lesbian when guys like him exist. He is cute as shit. Totally cements my gayness."
"Yeah. I'm going to sign out and then I'll take you home. You're as thick as shit right now and there's no way in hell I'm letting you walk back." Jay sighs scanning her lanyard and chucking it over her shoulder.
"I can walk home. I'm fine!" Nathan assures her, tripping over a chair before righting himself and stumbling out of the casino. "Not drunk at all!" He yells.

"You know, since you're a Scorpio, I expected you to have some broken down, rusty piece of shit car." He mutters, trying to take off the seatbelt he is stuck in.
"Well my girlfriend is an Aries. So she gives me anything I need."
"You know that's illegal." He points in her face wiggling his finger.
"That's nice coming from the Taurus with a crush on a Gemini." Jay laughs pulling over next to Nathan's high rise apartment building.
"I do not have a crush on Jax!" He gasps shoving her away.
"Jax? You met him only hours ago, and you already have a nickname for him. I'm getting crusty vibes from that."
"Well it's not like he'd let me do anything about it. God what I'd give to show him how I feel." He groans.
"Woah, woah, woah." Jay says. "I'm gonna stop you right there. We're at your place anyway. I'll see you another day prince Nathan."
Nathan grumbles and buries his head in his hands. "Never call me that. There has never been a day where I've wanted this life. A future where I'm a dictator. At least they'll get rid of my bangle." He gestures to the ring of silver embedded in his wrist. "Wait. You don't have one."
While his wrist has metal around it, hers is bare apart from the scarring ditch where her bangle should have been.
"What are you talking about? I have a bangle. You're just drunk. Bye Nathan!" She fumbles with her words and shoves him from her car.
He collapses onto a park bench and watches Jay's car pull away.

Inside the Kings apartment complex Nathan stumbles through the lobby.
"Prince Nathan! How can I help you?" One of the desk workers greets him.
"You can help by getting the fuck out of my way!" He proceeds to throw up on the floor. "And you can clean that up as well."
He scans his card and the elevator doors open. As he presses the button for the top floor the doors close and the elevator rises quickly.

When he reaches his floor Nathan stumbles into the foyer kicking off his shoes and pulling off his tie. Jay cut off his alcohol supply a few hours ago so he popped a bottle of champagne and began to drink from the neck of the bottle. His home phone rings from in the lounge but stops after two rings. Only one person does that. The King. The queen makes him call Nathan but he never lets it go long enough for him to pick up.
He ignores the nine new messages he has and rolls over to plug in his phone.
He has texts from an unknown number, but when he reads them he realizes they're from Jay.
<THOUGHT THIS MIGHT COME IN HANDY 😍
It's followed up with a picture of a roster. Jaxon's roster. Nathan laughs before throwing up again. He just rolls his eyes and conveniently blacks out.

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