I'm low on gas and you need a jacket (Vic Fuentes love story) (COMPLETED)

What will I do now?

Blades POV

"You ready to party, girl?" my best friend Bethany asked as I locked up my messy and almost destroyed hotel room.

"Hell yeah!" I said and laughed. We ran out and got a taxi to take us to the best club in palm springs.

The sound of booming music could be heard even outside the club.

"I'm going to need to see your ID cards ladies." the bouncer said at the entrance.

We both handed him our ID cards. He looked at them, handed them back to us and let us in.

Right away we saw people dancing and drinking. This is my kind of place, I thought to myself and pulled Bethany to the dance floor.

"Oh my God this place is awesome!" Bethany yelled over the music as we danced like no one was there.

"I see why it's called the best club in palm springs!" I yelled.

"How about I buy you two fine ladies a drink." I heard behind me. I looked behind me and saw a tall, tan, blonde dude. He kinda looked like a dirtbag but as long as he's buying drinks he's cool on my side.

"Sure." Bethany said and we both followed him to the bar. He got us some drinks and we all talked about stuff that was probably crazy. One thing you need to know about me is, if you're going to buy me a drink you have to suffer threw my 'crazy talk.' The dude threw an arm around both me and Bethany. I was used to people I didn't know at all doing that but I still don't like it.

"Do any of you girls dance?" he asked.

"We both do but Blade is way better." Bethany said looking over at me.

"Come on then." the guy said and took me to the dance floor.

He turned me around and put his hands on my hips and started to have me grind on him. I just laughed the whole time.

He took me back over to the bar and bought us both another drink.

"You whore!" I heard from behind me. I set my drink down and looked behind me to see a girl with way too tan skin, bright blonde hair, and boobs so big they looked like they could explode at any second.

"Did you just call me a whore?" I asked standing up.

"Yeah I did. I saw you grinding up on my boyfriend on the dance floor." she said looking at the guy who bought Bethany and I drinks. Apparently this was his girlfriend. Oh great. Just great.

"Well don't blame me! Blame your boyfriend who bought me drinks!" I yelled at her.

"You wanna fight whore?" she yelled bringing attention to both of us.

I didn't even answer her. I took a swing at her face. People started taking out their phones and filming us fight. She hit back at me. The security guard noticed and picked me up and dragged me out of the club. Bethany ran out of the club to get me.

"Great. A night at the best club in palm springs and I ruined it." I said and got off of the cold ground where the security guard had thrown me out.

"You didn't ruin the night." Bethany said with care in her eyes.

"Yeah I did. Go back in the club. You weren't kicked out and I know how much you wanted to go to that club in the first place." I said.

"No Blade. I'm not leaving you. Even know that club was awesome and I loved it I'm not leaving you. You're my BFF." she said and smiled.

"Please go back. I feel bad knowing that you are out here in the cold streets of palm springs with me just because I couldn't hold my anger in. Please just go. It would make me feel so much better knowing your night wasn't ruined because of me." I said truthfully.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." I said and smiled.

"Thank you Blade." she said and hugged me tight.

"You're welcome." I said and let go of her.

She kissed me on the cheek and ran back in the club.

I started looking around for a taxi but I noticed that I only had enough money to get half way to my hotel. I didn't care. Halfway was fine by me.

"Taxi!" I yelled and waved my hand. One stopped and I got in.

"Where to?" the driver asked.

"My hotel. But I only have enough money to go half way." I said and gave him the directions.

"Here's your stop." he said when we got there. I looked up and saw he drove me all the way to my hotel.

"Oh. I said I only had enough money to go halfway." I said.

"I know. But I wasn't just going to drop you off half of the way." he said and smiled.

"Thank you." I said and handed him all the money I could spare.

"No no. Don't pay me. The rides on me tonight." he said.

"Oh my God. Thank you." I said almost in tears because of how happy I was.

"No problem. Have a good rest of your night." he said.

"You too." I said and got out of the taxi.

I went into the hotel and was stopped before I could get to the elevator to take me to my room.

"Are you the woman in room 51?" the man asked.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" I asked him.

"Your time here is over due. You either need to pay for another night here or leave." he said sternly.

"How much will another night cost?" I asked him looking threw my wallet.

"Sixty- five dollars." he said.

"Will fourteen work for now?" I asked already knowing the answer. I only have fourteen dollars left.

"It will not. You need to be out in five minutes." he said and let me go up to the room to get my stuff.

I angrily went to the room and grabbed my small bag of stuff. I knocked over a lamp that was in there just so they would know how angry I was.

I left the hotel and ran not knowing where I was going. I stopped running when I noticed how far away I was from the hotel. I looked down at my feet and saw I was still wearing my cheap high heals that my ex boyfriend got me for christmas a few years ago. I took them off and threw them in a dumpster behind a restaurant. I looked threw my small bag of stuff and saw I forgot my toms at the hotel so I just walked barefoot to wherever I was going.

I ended up at a small gas station and went in to see what kind of stuff fourteen dollars would get me.

I went in and went straight to the booze section. Alcohol is my substitute for love sometimes. I bought a small bottle of Jack and left.

I sat in front of the gas station with my back against the wall and the bottle in my hand. I took a drink and felt the cold liquid go down my throat.

"What am I going to do now?" I asked myself as I took another drink. As I sat there I relised how shitty my life is. I don't have a job, my family hates me and I party way too much. Yep. I've pretty much destroyed my life.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket to call Bethany to see if I could stay with her for the night. I turned it on but then it died right away. Shit.

I just sat there. Shivering because of how cold it was getting. I put my now dead phone back in my pocket and felt a tear roll down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. I never cry and I'm not going to start now. I took a deep breath in and just let myself cry on the inside but definitely not the outside. I'm screwed and it's all my fault.

"You okay?" I heard a voice say. I looked up and saw a tall man with long dark hair looking down at me.

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I hope you guys liked the first chapter!!! And obviously I am inspired to write this story because of the song I'm low on gas and you need a jacket XD

Listening to: Fashionably Late by Falling in Reverse.

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-Reese