Devils Rebels (MC)

2 - The Best Friend

*Picture Above is Erica - Nyx's Best Friend* 

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I get home, heading straight to my room not wanting to waste any time to get to sleep. I was exhausted now that the adrenaline was gone and the liquid courage fading almost completely out of my system.

I take off my boots throwing them in the closet along with my riding jacket. I pry off my pants tossing them on the floor along with my tank top and bra before heading to my dresser to pull out an old t-shirt.

I crawl into bed after shucking my phone onto my nightstand. Just as I was about to fully pass out my phone buzzed. I signed and turned over and glanced at it - it was a text from Erica. I rolled my eyes and turned back over and closed my eyes, I was in no mood to deal with her shit tonight. I sighed knowing I'd have to deal with her tomorrow.

Pushing that thought out of my mind I pulled the covers up over my shoulders and fell asleep.

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I awoke to my alarm going off signalling the start to another day. I sat up slowly rubbing the sleep from my eyes as the events from last night came flooding back. I stood slowly and grabbed my pants and dug through the pockets and sure enough there it was - Rips cell number scribbled on that torn piece of paper.

"Huh. What the hell, you only live once right?" I snickered and grabbed my phone off of my nightstand and punched in the number, adding it to my contacts.

Smirking I opened a new message and quickly typed in a message before heading to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day.

'It's Nyx. We met last night and ya gave me ur #. Changed my mind. Name Date and Time and I'll be there ;)'

While I showered I heard my phone go off a couple times - I highly doubted that Rip would even give me the time of day so I naturally assumed it was Erica bitching me out for ignoring her the entire night.

I jumped out, wrapped a towel around myself and put a towel in my hair before picking up my phone to see who messaged. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I saw it was Rip.

'Meet me at the bar. Tonight. 11pm. Don't be late'

I dried myself and my hair off and headed towards my bedroom to get dressed.

I had plenty of time to get ready and besides, I had other things to do today anyways. First thing was to call Erica since her persistent texting and plethora of voicemails proved that she indeed was pissed at my sudden disappearance last night.

Erica answered on the second ring, "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU!? ARE YOU OKAY!?" I winced and pulled the phone away from my ear as she screamed into my ear causing a faint ringing to happen. Pretty sure she just damaged my hearing.

I took a deep breath before answering, I could hear her heavy angered breathing through the phone. "I'm fine, quit your screaming. Nothing really happened. I went in, got a beer, had a bottle thrown at my head and then headed home pissed off and tired."

She huffed, "You really expect me to believe that? Nyx you're a shitty liar. Besides, I've been texting and calling non-stop pretty much all night and got nothing so I know that there is definitely more to it than just that."

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "There really isn't anything more to it than that. I'm fine. I was tired and pissed so I went to bed. I didn't want to talk to anyone. Besides, you were the one who forced me to go in there. Not my fault I wasn't accepted by my people."

I glared at the floor for the longest time before I heard her sigh softly, "Fine. Sorry. Jeez. What are you doing tonight? Wanna come over and binge watch NCIS?"

I laughed, "And hear you bitch about how you can still see the dead person breathing and point out every single flaw? Nah. Think I'll pass." She growled and I could feel her eyes roll all the way on this side of the phone.

"Well I guess just text me okay? We need to have a girls night at my place where we can just fuck around and be stupid." I smiled softly at the idea.

Ever since Erica had gotten dumped she just wasn't the same. She only wanted to go out drinking and daring me to do super stupid shit. I giggled, "Yeah Erica, I'd like that. Maybe next weekend? I'll bring the alcohol and ice cream!"

When she laughed the sound was genuine and it made my heart warm. I missed that genuine laughter from her. She deserved to be happy and that asshole that she was with wasn't even worth her time.

She took a deep breath before talking again, "Okay, but you better be getting Tequila Rose and strawberry ice cream because that's my favorite."

I laughed softly, "Of course I will. I gotta go, I gotta get some errands and shit done. I'll message you later 'kay? Love you and talk to you later."

"Okay. Love you too. Bye Nyx."

I hung up and shook my head before heading to my closet. I grabbed a solid black pushup bra, matching panties before grabbing a red tank top and black skinny jeans and my riding jacket and my knee-high riding boots heading off to my kitchen to make some breakfast.