I heard this song and immediately thought of the differences between how Ranger and Joe would handle seeing Stephanie being out and being drunk. I already have both chapters written so I will be posted it all at once, the third chapter will be the words to the song.

The song is a country song called Drunk Girl by Chris Janson and is basically about how a man would treat a drunk girl opposed to how a boy would treat her. I'm pretty sure you can figure out who I think each one acts like. J

This is told from Joe's and Stephanie's POV.

For those that follow Papi's Princess this is my way of getting back into writing and the groove of everything and to find my focus again. I have not given up on it, but this just wouldn't leave me alone.

All characters belong to Janet, and I'm not getting paid. I'm just playing with them for a bit and I have no rights to the song either.

Joe's POV

I'm currently sitting in a bar feeling sorry for myself because Stephanie has been keeping her distance from me but as if thinking about her makes her appear, she walks through the door. They all have jackets on because it's cold outside so I can't see what she's wearing yet but I can see the multiple rainbow from the stamps that's on her hand from the different places that they've been to.

I'm in a pretty crappy bar and I'm trying to figure out why they'd come here because I don't think I've ever seen any of them here. Which is pretty much why I come here. No one I know comes here.

They grabbed a table and take off their jackets. Stephanie is wearing this barely there dress, that looks a little worse for the wear and things start to make sense when I see she's wearing a pink sash that says #Imthemaidofhonor and I see a white one on Connie's that says #Imthebride, the rest of them say #Imthebridesmaid.

They must be having a bachelorette party, which surprises me because I never thought she'd find anyone would want to marry her with her family ties.

They have a seat and a waiter comes up to them and they order some shots and a few drinks. He tries to get Stephanie's attention which has my anger up. I don't want anyone to be able to touch her but me.

After a while she grabs Connie's hand and drags her on the dance floor.

She hasn't noticed me but I'm enjoying watching her bouncing around like a pinball and dancing and singing with her eyes closed to songs that I'm sure she didn't even realize she knew the words to. Even though she's with 6 other people it feels like she's the only one in the room.

Her neatly done hair has come undone because of all dancing and is a mess. Making her even more beautiful.

I start to get tired of watching all the different guys coming up to her asking her for a dance and she agrees, some of them are being to forward and putting their hands where they don't belong but she's not really in the right state of mind to know what's going on and she is just laughing it off when they try and be too bold.

Hoping I can put an end of all the men coming up to her, I decide it's my turn and I know I'll get a lot further than they will. I walk up to her when she goes back to her seat and has another drink in her hand, I say "Hey Cupcake. How are you doing tonight?" She jumps up out of her seat and slams herself into me and yells "Joe, Oh my God. What are you doing here?"

I could clearly tell how drunk she was by the way she was talking and thought she might just be drunk enough to forget about everything, so I see how I can work it. I reply to her "I'm here trying to relax after a hard day. Wanna come dance with me?" She says "Sure." grabs me by the hand and stumbles out to the dance floor.

She barely able to stand up without falling so I hold her a little bit closer than she probably would have liked otherwise, but I've got her here so I ask her "So Connie's getting married, huh?" Stephanie gave me a huge smile and excitedly said "YES!!! She's marrying a guy that she met, who works for her family. They make the perfect couple together and they are so in love."

I smile and say "Cool."

I'm debating if I should ask the next question because I don't really want to know but I have to find out if after she left my bed she went straight to his and if not, then maybe tonight I'll get lucky. But I have to ask so I said "How are things at Rangemen?"

Her smile falters a little and she says "Things are good, I really haven't seen much of Ranger lately since he's been traveling to the other offices."

I think BINGO here's my chance. I look around at her group and it seems like this must be the end of the bar hopping because pretty much everyone else is either hooking up or looks like they are getting ready to leave. I tell her "It's getting late so why don't we head out and I'll take you home?"

She stopped moving and leaned back so she could look at me. She looked like she was trying to focus to say something and then looked around, I'm guessing she saw the same thing I did so she gave me a lopsided smile and drunkenly said "Sure, let me tell them that I'm leaving."

I watch her go to her friends and I can see that they are trying to tell her that it's a bad idea for her to let me take her home but she defends me and I see her say "It's just a ride home because I'm too drunk to drive." They let it go and she stumbles her way back to me.

I help her walk out and get her into my truck. The drive home was quiet and I thought for a minute that she was going to fall asleep but she didn't and luckily it didn't take long to get from the bar to her place.

I helped her get out of the truck and then I told her "I should help you get up to your apartment." She just nodded her head because I think she knew she definitely wasn't going to make it up on her own. We reached the elevator and I helped her into it and then wrapped my arms around her, holding her close so she wouldn't fall down.

The elevator stopped and I saw her struggling with her keys so I took them from her and unlocked the door for her. I walk her in and say "Do you need anything?" She turns to me and I give her the look. I know she knows what it means and she doesn't really say anything so I take that as my cue and I move in to kiss her.

She doesn't push me off her while I'm kissing her so I move us into the bedroom, where I proceed to undress her and myself. I move us to the bed and I lay her down. Her eyes are half closed but I can't tell if it's because she's so turned on or that she's half passed out.

I stop to think about that and I wonder if I should stop, then I realize if she didn't want this to happen she would have said, so I continue. I tell myself that she's totally into it and that she's missed me just as much as I've missed her and wants this.

So I proceed… After we're done, she's pretty much passed out and out for the night. I decide that I should just head out now that way I don't have deal with the monster hangover that she's going to have in the morning.

I get dressed and walk through her apartment turning off all the lights. I see a note pad and a pen so I decide to leave her a note. It says "Cupcake, Thanks for the great time. Maybe we can do it again soon. Joe"

And I walk out of her door.

Stephanie's POV

Celebrating Connie's wedding with everyone has gone perfectly. We're all wearing our sashes that Connie had made for us, although it's actually in a few months she's decided that we should celebrate for the next two weekends.

We all got together and decided that we would go bar hopping. This weekend we've been hitting the lower end bars and then next weekend we'll go to some of the higher end dance clubs.

We just walked into our 4th bar, I've lost track of how many drinks that we've all had, but we're having fun so that's all that counts.

I do know that we are all pretty good and drunk and probably should have bypassed this bar and gone home but we were just having so much fun we didn't want to stop yet.

We find a table and then order a couple of more drinks and after we finish them off I drag Connie on the dance floor.

I know we're all on the floor but I'm really not paying attention to anything else going on around me and just dancing and singing. I didn't even know I knew the words to some of these but that didn't stop us from singing them.

Every so often we go back to our table and there are always a couple of drinks that are there from guys who want to dance with us.

I've agreed to dance with a few of them and although a couple of them got a little touchy feely with me, I laugh at them and tell them I'm not interested, they eventually get the hint and walk away.

I see another guy approaching and then I hear a voice I haven't heard in a while. It's Joe. Oh my God I haven't heard from him in ages. I wonder what he's doing here and even though I'm having a hard time concentrating I hear him say it was a bad day and asks me to dance.

Which is strange because he never wanted to dance when we were together but I think why the heck not. We get on the floor and I can tell that I don't really have any balance and when he puts his arms around me a little tighter than what I would have liked, I don't say anything.

After a few dances, he mentions that it's getting really late and offers to take me home. I know it's a bad idea and I know I shouldn't but against my better judgement (because let's face it right now that's gone) I agree.

I stumble back to the table to talk to who's left, it is really late and everyone is either getting ready to leave or trying to hook up. They try to talk me out of Joe taking me home but I try to tell them he's just going to drop me off because I'm too drunk to drive myself.

I really just wanted to fall asleep on the way home, but I was scared with what he would do if I didn't. So we sat in silence until we got to my place.

After we got upstairs and into my apartment, he asked me if there was anything that I needed. In my mind I was telling him no, but I couldn't get my words out and by this time everything was getting blurry so I couldn't focus. I was just ready to go to bed and go to sleep.

I could feel him kissing me but I just didn't have the strength to stop him and then I felt us moving. I was really hoping that he would just leave me alone but I knew that wouldn't be the case.

When he laid me down and then proceeded to do things, I was screaming in my head to stop. I just couldn't get it out. So I just let it happen and finally I passed out.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already shining and I had a massive headache and my mouth was dry as cotton and sticky. I sat up and the overwhelming feeling come to me as I rushed to the bathroom and proceeded to get sick.

I realized I didn't really remember what happened after the 4th bar and had no clue how much I had to drink. Then I looked down and realized I was naked and I didn't remember how I got that way or should I say who got me that way since I was pretty sure I had had sex.

I cleaned myself up and walked back into my bedroom grabbed a t-shirt put that on alone with underwear and shorts and headed out to my kitchen so I could make some coffee.

When I got to my living room I saw the note on the stand and sighed, wondering to myself how I had let my life stoop so low.

I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash, thinking there was no way I would have anything to with him. Clearly I wasn't in my right frame of mind and he took advantage of me and I wondered what man would do that.

What an asshole!!