Walking the shadows(Rogue Cheney x oc) rewrite

Chapter 6

Rogue's pov

I walked through the corridor next to Sting, staring down at the floor.
"You should kick that fairy to the kirb" Sting says, catching my attention.
"What?" I ask, looking over at him.
"You're going to get in a lot of trouble with master if she stays" he justifies his statement. I sigh, not answering his statement. I didn't feel up to this conversation, especially after what happened with Yukino. When I reach my room, I push open the door to slip inside before closing it behind me. I didn't even need to turn around to know that Starlight was behind me.
"I'm going out to the bar when they open" she states. I turn around. She was holding a bottle of vodka in hand, most of the bottle empty. Her scent was mixed in with the scent of alcohol.
"How much did you drink?" I ask, looking over to the desk where there was about 4 discarded bottle, one of them broken in half and the glass scattered across the table.
"Like 5 or somethin. I dunno" She mumbled, swinging the bottle to her lips and drinking what was left. She let go of the bottle neck, nearly dropping it on the floor but I caught it. It would have cut into her feet if she had let that smash on the floor. I walked over to the small bin in the room, ready to put the bottle in the bin when I noticed the smudged red marks wrapped around the bottle neck. I looked over my shoulder where Starlight was now sat at the table, hand hanging down over the arm as she leaned her head over the back. I twitched my nose, picking up the metallic scent of blood. I carefully put the bottle in the bin before walking over to Starlight. The carpet had some red spots surrounding the desk and the broken bottle had coats of blood on it, dribbling down onto the wood.
"Are you bleeding?" I ask. She looks at me.
"I broke a bottle. Not that big of a deal" she mumbles, tugging on the plastic bag with those pills in it again. I take her hand, looking at it. Her was crusted in dried up blood. I looked up and saw a slight dribble of red run down from the side of her mouth when she put the pill in her mouth.
"Are you bleeding in the mouth too?" I almost yell but refrain from doing so.
"It doesn't matter. I'm going out. I need a good shot" she grumbles, pushing herself up into a standing position. I bit my lip. I couldn't just let her leave, especially if she is drunk and is going out to drink more. I came to a decision that I would probably come to regret tomorrow.
"If your going out then I'm coming with you" I state.
"You my babysitter now or somethin?" she asks.
"No but just encase anything happens. Better to be with someone" I offer.
"Fine" she agrees, clearly unhappy. I take hold of her shoulder, using my magic to get us out of the hotel and onto the streets. Starlight staggers slightly, clearly put off balance by the shift in location. When she had regained her balance, we started walking.
"So why do you care so much?" she asks, hands shoved into her hoodie pocket.
"Well..... You could get drugged and taken to some random guy's place" I pointed out.
"Isn't that what you did minus the drugs" she reminds.
"No. I was helping" I correct.
"Besides. Why would I care if I get drugged and taken to some rando's house to sleep with them. It wouldn't be the first time anyway" she mumbled, shoulders slumping. I bit my lip, dropping the subject. We reached a bar, taking a seat at the counter.
"2 shots of vodka" she orders.
"2 right of the bat? You aren't even going to take it easy?" I ask.
"One of them is for you. I refuse to be seen hanging with a pansy who refuses to take a single shot" she states. The bar tender passes over two small glasses that had the strong scent of booze. Here's the point where I regret my decisions.
"I...I'm not a pansy" I argue.
"Prove it. Take at least 4 shots tonight and maybe I'll reconsider my statement" she states. "What does that have to do with me being a pansy" I ask, completely confused.
"Come on. You can't tell me you don't realize how feminine you look. Seriously. Your clothes and hair are more feminine like than mine and I'm the actual girl here" she stated, raising a studded eyebrow as if daring me to object. I looked down at my outfit, biting my lip.
"Fine" I grumble. I take the glass and quickly down the contents. The liquid stings the back of my throat slightly and I cough. Starlight snorts at that.
"Oh my gods. You can't even handle your own liquor" she laughs, having already downed her shot. About 9 or 10 shots later and I could probably class myself as drunk. It was probably now nearly 11pm. Starlight stumbled to her feet, wobbling slightly. She had drank past her usual amount to at least act somewhat sober. I attempted to get up only to trip over the tip of my cape and fall straight into Starlight who staggered back. When she'd caught her balance, she started laughing really loud. I guess it was infectious since I started laughing too. We walked out of the bar. I couldn't even walk straight anymore, I was all over the place. Starlight insisted that we walk through an alley because it would be a 'faster route'. Usually I would refuse to do this since it seemed dangerous but I wasn't thinking straight in the slightest. About halfway through the alley, I tripped over my cape again. I stumbled, bumping into Starlight before the both of us fell to the ground. I pushed myself up slightly, realizing that I was on top of Starlight. My cheeks were very warm at this point. She looked at me, a red tint spreading across her face. Without even thinking, I leaned forward and connected our lips. She reciprocated, her hand wrapping around the back of my head. I felt a tingle down my spine, making the kiss deeper. This felt right. We broke apart for air.
"I wouldn't mind something a little more tonight" she sighed, eyes half lidded. I took a breath. Normally, I would refuse but being drunk, all reasoning was thrown out the window. Nothing actually came to mind. Not that we were in the middle of a dark alley. Not that Starlight was drunk and therefore couldn't give proper consent. And definitely not the consequences that could be brought around by this. The only part of my brain that was actually working was the one that wanted to find out what could happen.