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If We Ever Meet Again

Chapter Eleven

“Hit me” I ordered the bartender. My third shot was coming up. I needed to blow off some steam after the crap with Brian. That he actually had the nerve to ask something like that. Now he wanted to be friends, after three years. He couldn’t have stood up for our so called friendship back then? Why the hell was it so important to him now, why after three years when I am finally content with life to the fullest? Are his intentions to ruin everything again, to crumble my heart into pieces or just making me feel miserable? I just didn’t nor could I deal with him again, he was a prick. It’s probably all the black hair-dye that’s gone to his brain during the years, ruining the last brain cells he had.

The cute bartender smiled lightly at me as he slid the shot glass over and I handed him over the money for the three shots. I grabbed the glass and quickly gulped the burning liquid down, exhaling loudly as I felt the hot sensation in my throat.

“Going all in tonight?” Johnny asked as he appeared out of nowhere next to me. I just shook my head and laughed as I looked at him.

“Yup, why the hell not?”

He chuckled. “Well then I’m in.” He ordered some tequila from the bartender along with two beers for the both of us. Kyle as I later on noticed from the nametag was the bartenders name, he served us our drinks and we sat down on the stools next to the bar. It was still pretty crowded but we’d been here for two and a half hours so people had started leaving a while ago.

As I took a sip of the tequila I cursed under my breath. I couldn’t get Brian’s logic or how the hell he was thinking at all; he’s really turned dumber since I left.

“Fucking piece of shit” I grumbled as I took a swig of my beer.

“So what the fuck happened with you and Brian before?” I gave Johnny a look as he asked that. How the hell did know something happened between us.

“What makes you think something did?”

“Because he’s looking fucking tragic and like a lost puppy while you’re gulping down shots faster than the bartender is pouring them”

“Oh you mean that. He just thought it’d be a good idea that we’d be friends again since I would hang with y’all so much” I replied with a pitiful laugh then taking a big gulp of my beer.

All Johnny said was a very “thoughtful” hmm as he took as swig of his beer than quickly gulped down one of his tequila shots. We sat at the bar for ten minutes in silence. Johnny kept stealing glances of me and I did the same with him, I just couldn’t help but to wonder what was going on in that midget-mind of his. Yes, midget-mind was just too awesome to not- not call his head.

“Maybe it’d be a good idea” he lazily replied after a while and I snorted, looking at him in disbelief.

I shook my head, “In what fucking universe would that be a good idea?”

He placed his beer bottle down on the counter and turned his whole body to me, looking like he actually was pretty serious about that.

“I mean think about it. The whole group was shocked after we found out what ‘Bitchelle’ forced Brian to do.” I couldn’t help but to snort as soon as the word ‘Bitchelle’ came out of his mouth. “Yes I said Bitchelle, never liked her in the first place but back on the topic. It’s just going to be so much tension and awkward with all of us being in the same place, doing the same things. Why not at least be civil towards each other? You don’t have to fucking fall madly in love with each other just not act like bitches on their periods towards each other.”

“You know what you are pretty smart when you drink Johnny-boy” I complimented him with a sarcastic tone underlying in my voice. Of course I didn’t mean it. He had to be pretty stupid believing that me and Brian being friends again would be a good thing.

“So that means you’ll do it?”

I let out a good ole laugh, “No.”

“Come on” he groaned as he prolonged the entire sentence, sighing exaggeratedly.

“Just… No Johnny. Trust me on this, maybe in the far distance -like 1,000,000 light years away- future it might happen but for now, no way in hell.” I said and got up, heading for the booth we all had sat in earlier this night.

That was the truth. Right now I couldn’t see myself forgiving Brian for his actions and especially tonight’s illogical thoughts, thinking we’d be friends again. Like I could forget what the hell he did and forgive him for it as well, it would be as stupid as mistaking mud for chocolate. Which would be pretty stupid, believe me on that matter. It actually happened to Jimmy when the entire crew was on a camping trip and there was some mud surrounding the fire we had managed to lite up after spending two hours on it. Jimmy thought it was melted chocolate, how I don’t know because the last time I checked chocolate never contained leaves and pebbles in it. Luckily it wasn’t poisonous so we didn’t have to check Jimmy into the hospital’s emergency room.

As I pushed through the crowd that were too busy grinding on everyone and everything I got grabbed by my left arm.

“Oh my god, aren’t you Ashleigh Bennett?” a squeakish voice, well squeaked. I turned around and saw a classical bimbo; you know the big boobed, blonde and obvious ‘I am dumb’ face.

I smiled politely, “Uh yes I am.”

“Oh M Gee!” she shrieked so loudly I thought my eardrum would burst. “I lu-hu-ve you in ‘Murders Edge’. You look so cool and hot when you’re Caroline Louvra”

“Thank you! It means a lot to hear that” I told her with a happy smile. I got really happy when I received compliments from fans because it warmed my heart that they appreciated things I struggled to make perfect.

“Well, sorry I can’t stay here longer. I got to go back to my frie--” she rudely interrupted me by calling over tons of her friends. I didn’t mind meeting fans but I really wanted to head over to the girls that were probably having fun with the guys.

Three more blondes approached us as well as a brunette guy who wore a violet, sparkling shirt. I think he was gay since he was hanging out with 4 blonde girls without shoving his tongue down their throats; as well he wore a purple, glittery shirt. He screamed it but I had nothing against it so hey, why not?

The group of five kept asking me questions about the next seasons, what hair color I used and how things went with Chris. As annoying as they were it was fun but right now I’d never felt more suicidal because of their high-pitched voices, squeals and weird hugs they did.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Matt from the booth, looking at me and smiling evilly. I know he enjoyed seeing me trapped and not being able to leave since these girls and that guy couldn’t shut up for a millisecond. He was laughing and pointing at me, whilst Val just shook her head at his behavior and continued on her conversation with Zacky and Gena.

I needed to get back at him for enjoying my torturous moment and I knew exactly how.

“Excuse me” I said to the girl that approached me first, interrupting her rant.

“What?” She said looking at me with a snotty expression whilst smacking her gum.

I smiled carefully, “Do y’all happen to like Avenged Sevenfold?”

One of the other bimbo’s smiled and clapped her hands as she squeal ear piercingly, “You mean that um… Rock band with like the hot men that like have tons of tats?”

“Yeah”

They all started jumping around and screeching ‘yes’ Their boobs bouncing up and down, almost knocking me down to the ground and their hair, dear good god I think I was blind. Hair everywhere, in my eyes, mouth and in between my chin and throat, it was just awful. I saw Matt looking over at us still smiling, possibly wondering what happened now.

“Well they happened to be right over there and I know someone who would love to meet you!” I exclaimed and pointed to Matt, all the girls turned with huge smiles almost knocking down everyone in their way.

Matt smile quickly faltered and he started glaring at me whilst I just smiled at him giving him a small wave.
I walked up to the booth that the fan girls had flocked around and slung one arm over Matt leaning close into his ear. Trying to prepare myself to make my voice sound dangerous and husky, so that Matt knew not to laugh at shit like this since he knew it was a pain in the ass.

“Payback’s a bitch huh?” then I stood up and looked over at the bimbos, whistling so I could gain their attention. They turned to me, leaning on one foot and tapping the other or looking uninterested and instead paying attention to their nails.

“You remember that there was a special someone I wanted y’all to meet? That I know is dying to have a drink with you over at the bar?” I reminded them smirking evilly, noticing Matt’s body tense up. The girls nodded, jumped around and screamed ‘yes’.

“Well, Matt here would just love to buy you a couple of drinks and talk about anything you want! Take him to the bar girls!”

Never in my life had I seen such a mean and “if-looks-could-kill” glare that Matt was giving me the moment the girls had grabbed him by the arms and dragged him over to the bar. He mouthed ‘You fucking bitch’ to me but I just sat down next to Val where Matt previously had sat and laughed to myself.

Matt was over at the bar, getting swarmed by even more needy and fucked up looking girls as they bought him drinks and themselves, probably nagging him to death about god knows what. He looked over at me with helpless look, resembling a sad puppy like he really didn’t want to be there and then he glared at me like he would kill me as soon as he got away, when he noticed me watching him.

I started laughing loudly, snorting in between therefore getting the rest of the group’s attention as I did. My finger pointed to Matt as I explained in between laughs what happened and we were all in tears after I was finished.

“You’re not gonna go and rescue your man are you Val?” I questioned, narrowing my eyes playfully at her. She simple laughed and told me that he had to handle himself since he got what he deserve, I couldn’t help but to laugh along.

“When are we going to save him?” Zacky wondered.

I ordered a beer quickly as a waiter came by then answered, “Well, I will be saving him as soon as I’m done with my upcoming beer.”

“You’re evil, I tell ya! Evil!” Jimmy exaggerated as his voice boomed in the booth causing as all to burst out laughing.

He narrowed his eyes at us. “See, she’s evil. Our knight in shining armor is being surrounded by Botox bitches and y’all just sit there and watch.” He growled in a pretend disgusted voice.

“Yup” Val replied as she took a hold of her straw drinking whatever she had ordered. The waiter came back with my bottle of beer and told me it was on the house but not only that he managed to slip his number under the napkin he gave me along with the beer.

“Someone’s popular with the men” Gena hollered and I shrugged “Someone doesn’t care about men beside Chris”

We sat there for twenty minutes and I made sure to drink the beer slowly as I enjoyed watching Matt getting tortured. When I finally finished I shimmied through the crowd and pulled Matt away as the fans were distracted by the very helpful cute bartender as he started throwing different liquor bottles in the air, juggling them.

“Fucking finally you bitch!” Matt bellowed as he grabbed me from behind, hugging me. When I thought he was going to let go he only held me tighter. I told him to stop since he deserved what he got and he of course made the promise to get his revenge.

“I’m just gonna go to the…um… ladies room” I excused myself as I started feeling the alcohol’s effect on me. As I swayed from left to right, waking through the narrow hallway I managed to find the door with the edgy lady symbol in the middle of it. I walked in and headed straight to the sink.

Turning on the water I carefully splashed my face, making sure that I wouldn’t take of any of the make up just the smeared parts. I heard the door open and shut quickly behind me but I ignored it as I went for a paper towel to wipe my face.

“Asshhhhhlleeeeeeey” I heard a drunk voice slur that I immediately recognized as Brian’s.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I threw the paper towel in the bin. “Brian, what are you doing in here?” I hissed angrily at him.

“Why ar-are you so mean? You ar-are been-being an ash-hole righ-right now” he slurred as he wobbled his way over to me.

“Brian you are drunk. Get out of here.” I told him word by word slowly.

He shook his head furiously, repeating ‘no’ over and over again, walking closer to me.
“Just… not before”

I sighed. “Before what?”

He was obviously drunk out of his mind so I decided not to lecture him, just help him find his way out of the girl’s room. I grabbed his arm and slung it over my shoulder so that he could use me as a support when we walked. Just as I was about to grab the door handle he put his hand over mine, stopping me from opening the door.

“W-Wa-Wait”

I sighed overdramatically just wanting to get this over with. “Why?”
Instead of giving me a response his head turned to me, quickly leaning down and pressing his lips to mine in a fierce kiss. Before I even registered what had happened he pulled away and walked out of the room acting completely normal and not even wobbling. I hadn’t even smelled or felt any alcohol on him I realized.

I stood there frozen in the middle of the bathroom, thinking….

What the fuck had just happened?

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