Hey guys :) This is my second fan fiction! I know that the first part has like no Damon or any Vampires of the sort.. however. Some stories i have read just completely RUSH into Damon and the charactor meeting. I know that this isn't some of my best work at all, but I've been really sick and writing kind-of takes my mind off of things. So please rate and review. No negative comments though! I hate logging in and seeing "your writing sucks" or "get a Beta or stop writing" in my inbox.
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"Go Nicki! Go Nicki!" the crowd below me was chanting and hollering. Upon hearing the cheering crowd I ground my hips into Chastity's ass. She pulled away after a second and tossed a "back off" look. Surprisingly, it wasn't my first time seeing that expression.
"Kiss Kiss Kiss!" the crowd yelled.
I looked over at my best friend and realized she was getting off of the table and sighed. Sometimes I swear she needs to pull the stick out of her ass and let go.
"Come on Nicki Let's go." She said.
Her hazel eyes seemed to ease a whole lot as we jumped off the table and began to walk out. Boos and "teases!" followed us on our way out of the bar. I sighed heavily and sat down on the grassy area next to the bar.
"Oh my god I cannot believe we just did that Nicki! We are going to hell. Like I'm totally not kidding. Everyone's gonna know that we were here! Were only fucking seventeen!" Chastity speed talked like a damn fourteen year old.
"Chas, calm the fuck down. You didn't do anything. You pulled away when I was grinding with you. Lighten the hell up! Jesus Mary and Joseph!" I Responded to her. "Jesus Mary and Joseph?" really Nicki?" I thought to myself," She's already a church fiend. Don't scare her anymore!"
"Nicki I'm serious. You need to get a handle on yourself or else your going to be sent off to Mystic watering hole." She said as she sat down next to me and looked in my eyes.
"You were drinking and dancing too. Don't act all fucking saintly on me Chastity Rae." I muttered pulling my hand out of her grasp and facing downwards pulling at the grass with my black nails.
"Ugh whatever Nicki..." Chastity started standing up and brushing the excess grass and dirt downwards, ultimately landing on me.
"Don't bring up my middle name on me." I swiftly interrupted.
"I can't do that Alexandra." she squealed while dancing around me and spinning. I felt like a witches brew in a boiling pot and she was the crazy witch.
"Whatever Rae. I'll catch up with you later." I said as I stood up and began my mile long walk home from the bar.
I heard the faint sound of footsteps and realized that Chas had followed me.
"Chas go home!" I practically yelled as I turned around to face her. Definitely not Chastity.
"Nicolette Alexandra De Luna park your ass in the car right now." My dad barked in my face.
I stopped walking along the cracking sidewalk and turned to face him. I swiftly straightened my posture up and glared at him.
"I will do whatever the fuck I want to do Padre. Right about now I was planning on going over to Jack's house." I spat back at him.
"The hell you are!" he yelled at me. He grabbed my shoulder roughly and pulled me towards his pick up. I dug my heels in the ground and tried frantically to get him to let me go.
"Let me go... Ow you're hurting me... Stop!" I yelled as I tried prying him off of me. Unfortunately no such luck.
He switched his grasp on my arm to get in his back pocket to get his keys.
I wiggled my arm helplessly and swatted him with my free arm. He opened the backdoor of his brand new truck and was trying to push me in.
If I got in it would be a nightmare getting back out of the house. " I kicked up my feet so my muddy boots were on either aide of the ajar backseat door, firmly placed on his new white pick up truck.
I put all my weight against my feet and pushed back. This caught him off guard and he fell backwards releasing my arm in the process. I quickly picked myself off of the ground and made my way towards the keys that were carelessly thrown from my father's hands. I grabbed the keys off of the asphalt of the parking lot and bolted towards the car. My father must've been knocked out because he was still lying there on the ground. I jumped in the car and threw the keys in the ignition and drove off towards the house.
I turned on the radio and blared the music. I was the music guru to my friends, I could recite every lyric to almost every song on and off the radio, but now I couldn't even hear it clearly.
As I came to a red light I slowed the car to a stop and realized I was crying. More like sobbing, I wasn't a crier or a sobber at that! This was totally uncharacteristic that I hadn't even realized it until the tears clouded my vision. As I calmed myself down I realized that this was streaming live
From the bar Chastity and I had gotten into. As I looked at my surroundings I heard a loud beep behind me brought me back to reality. I jerked the car ahead driving at least 50 mph in a 30 zone. At this point I didn't really care, if I was going to finally leave this wretched patch of flat land then I would need to get home and grab my things before father dearest finally got home. However, I think that was going to be awhile seeing as how his phone was in the seat next to her.
I turned into my edition and turned the headlights down just a touch. I drove over the bridge and pulled into our house about 10 seconds later. I turned the car off and slid the keys into my pocket. I grabbed the keys out of my pocket and unlocked my front door. The home alarm blared and I debated on whether to turn it off or let it continue. I decided to let it continue as I ran upstairs to my room. I ran to my closet and grabbed a pre packed bag of essentials; needless to say I have been debating this for a while now. I ran into my bathroom and threw in my make up bag, deodorant, tampons, toothbrush, and toothpaste. I left my bag in my bathroom after zipping it up. It was a navy blue Abercrombie bag with embroidery on the side. I yanked my brown leather bag pack off of the shelf and threw my iPod, camera and mini laptop into it along with all of the chargers including my phone charger, which had been in my pocket. I reached over to turn on my bedroom light to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything and was shocked at my reflection staring back at me in the mirror. Instead of looking timid, scared, and horrified I looked strong and deadest on the task ahead.
"Shit!" I cursed myself loudly.
I grabbed my money out of an old jewelry box with a couple of folded important documents including my passport and birth certificate.
" Thanks for the ride Joel!" I heard my dad holler out in the yard as a car pulled away.
"Nicolette... Honey I just wanna talk." My dad yelled over the alarm system. He was still trying to get into the house through the window I used to sneak out earlier in the dining room downstairs.
I threw my Abercrombie bag out my second floor window and onto the trampoline. I climbed out of the window and down the trellis. I adjusted my backpack on my back and jumped off the trellis and onto the trampoline.
As I fell onto the trampoline I tried to reduce the impact for my technological treasures. I landed hard on my hands and knees but it was a soft lading for my technology. I jumped up and adjusted my light faded jeans with rips down the legs and especially at the knees. I grabbed my bag and took off over the fence and towards the bridge.