My kind of hell||Self para.
"C'mon sugar, don't ya wanna play with me?" a pretty girl in nothing but two black glittery stars over her breast, fishnets, shorts and the highest pair of heels Alaric had ever seen. She ran a hand down his chest and he studiously ignored her and finished his whiskey. The liquor burned deep in his throat and he called the bartender for his fith glass as the little stripper straddled him on the bar stool so that she was stuck between his and the bar. "hey baby what's wrong? Don't you think I'm pretty?" she asked and he looked down at her. Long blonde hair and light blue eyes...it had to be a fucking joke. "no not really, do hop of toots and find a desperate man elsewhere I'm not in the mood for this." he scowled and stood pushing her off his lap and watched her fall to the ground and look up at him as if he'd physically slapped her. He sighed and walked to the other end of the bar after retrieving his glass form the bartender, and took a seat in one of the plush seats near a stage. The beat of the music throbbed through him, calming him as the liquor melted his thoughts. He remembered coming to this bar and many others like it in the past, but this one in particular in the past year. He used to go to the roof and stare out over the ocean and look upon Campbell wishing to go back, to have the feeling of comfort and friends...now that he's back he wasn't so sure he felt the same about it. It'd definitely changed and not all for the better, except Layla...beautiful Layla, she was his tether, his weight in this school now. And he wasn't even sure he deserved her... He didn't know if really ever diserved anything he had at this moment... He felt useless, to her...himself and everyone around him and it pissed him off. He never used to give a fuck, he was Alaric fucking Nicholai. He got what the fuck he wanted when the fuck he wanted, and in whichever way he dreamed fit. What had he reduced himself to? What was he doing to himself? When was the last time he actually had a good time, like old times? Alaric grit his teeth and stood, he drunkenly made his way through the crowd on the dance floor looking for an exit, it seemed like everywhere he turned the little stripper was there with another little friend, this one a red head with deep brown eyes. He'd definitely lost his interest in this place and their goddamn strippers. He threw his glass to the ground making the anyone with in a 2 foot radius jump away from him. "what the fuck do you want from me dammit!? I'm not interested in easy women, I've got my woman waiting for me!"He growled and and they just stared at him. " you are the singer...the one who is proclaimed to be a vampire...right?" the red head asked and he noticed she had something gripped in her hand. He sighed and felt like an asshole, how could he have known she was a fan? He didn't think anybody ever really knew who he was anyway, the kids he ran around with in a "band" weren't really famous. "yea, that's me. Names Alaric Nicholai, why?" he asked and watched the glow grow in the red heads eyes and she started jumping up and down clapping her hands like a child. Both she and the blonde each took one of his hands and dragged him behind the stage and to a burly man who seemed bored wi his life. She blonde walked up to him and yelled something into his ear, the man looked up at Alaric and nodded his approval and it was all too soon before he understood what was going on. "oh no no no. I can't sing right now, I'm drunk and I don't even have my band here with me. " he rambled and the red head pouted. "oh c'mon! I'm your biggest fan! I love your voice, it's amazing! And I can play drums! Cindy can play bass and Mitch can play guitar! We all love you, we know some of your songs. We've practiced just in case you ever came here please! You have too! " she whined and the blonde who he assumed was this cindy came over with another blonde and a brunette male. "Aubrey what'd he say?" the male asked excitedly and she frowned at him, making Alaric feel like an ass. "do you know how to play If you could only see?" asked the four and they all nodded happily."then what are we waiting for?" he asked and walked past the burly man to the stage climbing the steps rapidly and looked out over the crowd who watched him in anticipation. He took his spot behind the mic and looked back to see the others at theirs as well ready to go. "Evening everyone, I hope your enjoying your night, if not we're here to try and make it better. This song is called if you could only see, and I dedicate it to my special lady though she's nowhere close." He announced and nodded to the others to begin. "If you could only see the way she loves me, Then you would understand, Why I feel this way about our love And what I must do If only you can see how blue her eyes can be when she says When she says she loves me. Well you got your reasons And You got your lies And you got your manipulations They cut me down to size. Sayin' you love but you don't, You give your love but you won't If you could only she the way she loves me Then you would understand Why I feel this way about our love And what I must do If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says When she says she loves me Seems the road less traveled Shows happiness unraveled And you gotta take a little dirt To keep what you love That's what you gotta so Saying' you love but you don't You give your love but you won't Your stretching out your arms to something that's just not there. Saying' you love where you stand Give your heart when you can If you could only see the way she loves me Then maybe you would understand Why I feel this way about our love And what I must do If only you could see how blue her eyes can be when she says When she says she loves me Saying you love but you don't You give your love but you won't Saying you love where you stand Give your heart when you can If you could only see the way she loves me Then maybe you would understand Why I feel this way about our love And what I must do If only you could see how blue her eyes can be when she says When she says she loves me." he sang and he could see many singing with him. He wasn't surprised he was only doing a cover from the band tonic but it didn't change the rush of excitement he got and his thoughts drifted again to Layla as he bowed and left the stage. He made his way to a hidden exit near the rear of the building and was stopped by the red head. " hey! Wait, please sign this for me! She called and and when she caught up, she handed him a picture of her posing with him and his other members and marker." he smiled, sighned and handed it over to her." thank you solo much! Who ever your girlfriend is, is the luckiest woman on earth!" she smiled and waved as he walked out...lucky? Layla? No...he was lucky to have Layla, the luckiest man ever and because she could do so much better.
