Another bottle of Jack

Chapter 2 Who are you?

**CRASH**
I sat up in bed and frightened out of my sleep and came face to face with someone ass.
“Ah fuck Jimmy you broke the TV!” The disgruntled man in front of me raged.

“I didn't break it....completely.”

“Damn it. That's something else we have to pay for. You need to be more careful you dumb ass.”

The situation was getting a little awkward for me so I cleared my throat, “Excuse me.”

The two men turned to face me, “You're awake!” The taller one grinned.

“Uh, yeah, Hi? Who are you guys?”

The taller man sat on the bed next to me, “I'm Jimmy and this is Brian.” He gestured to the brown eyed man.

“Um...I'm Scarlett. Why are you in my room?”

Brian snorted, “You're in our room, in my bed. I'm assuming you were to drunk to realize.”

I rubbed my headed, “Ah, sorry about that. I had a bad night.” He didn't reply only cock his eyebrow in a questioning look. “What time is it?”

“It's ten in the morning.” Jimmy replied.

“Why are you guys up so early?”

I was awarded another laugh from Brian with this question. “Maybe you should ask whoever is in your contacts as 'ass hat', they called twenty times.”

I threw the covers off and headed towards the door, “Thanks for letting me crash here I guess.” I walked out the door and Brian followed me.

“You might want this.” He said holding out my phone.

I blushed, “Thank you.” I stuck the phone in my pocket. “I didn't sleep with you did I?”

“Not yet.” He smiled and went back in his room.

I let out a sigh of relief, “Oh thank god.” I whispered to myself.

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