Gracie stands at with a hand full of treats, walking around the isles with her brother "So, how's everything at school?"
She smiles up at him "yes my grades are good and no I'm not getting into trouble"
He holds his hands up, realizing he's be caught "Gracie you're my sister, it's my job to worry"
"I know, that's why I forgive you for being an ass. Just like that time you followed me at homecoming, all night!" she says with a raised brow
"I told you that boy was trouble and where is he now huh?" he leans forward with a smirk
To which Gracie tilts her head and laughs at him "studying law at Harvard!"
His expression falls as his phone buzzes; sapphires roll and head away to the register "…Or drink too much."
"Jesus, he's like a gremlin. Comes with instructions and shit." Phil says with a chip in his mouth
The brunette puts her stuff on the counter and turns to them "should I be insulted? Because I distinctly remember you once said that about me"
He shakes his head "no, completely different. He's fury and comes with a fucking manual. Your cute and small and have tendency to speak gibberish, plus you do go bad shit crazy when you mad"
Seeming to think about it a moment she nods "fuck it, I'll take it"
"And one water" Stu interjects with a proud smile at his lying capability
Doug gives him a knowing look and asks somberly "All good with Melissa?"
"Oh, yeah, Told her we're two hours outside of wine country, and she bought it" he smiles to himself
"You think it's strange you've been in a relationship for three years and you have to lie about Vegas?" Phil asks while leaning on the counter
"Yeah, I do, but trust me; it's not worth the fight." He says defending the situation
"Oh, so you can't go to Vegas...but she can fuck a bellhop on a Carnival Cruise Line?" the blonde shouts the make a scene, Gracie laughing as she leans pack into Doug who puts an arm over her shoulders
"Hey. Okay, first of all, he was a bartender and she was wasted and, if you must know, he didn't even come inside her." He says like it's some sort of exception, Gracie gagging on the can she just opened after it was scanned
Phil looks to him and mocks "And you believe that?"
"Uh, yeah, I do believe that, because she's grossed out by semen." He states matter-of-fact-like, coursing his sister to spit up the drink this time
"Stu! The fuck asswhipe?" she complain the unwanted situation
"Gracie you ok?" the man with his arm around her says while whipping Dr. Pepper off her chin
"No, because I now know more than I ever fucking wanted, needed or should now about my brothers sex life." She says while Stu gets out his wallet to pay, looking kind of guilty he just said that in front of her
Once their back on the road, Gracie sits in Phil's lap, his arms circling her waist while her brother has a hand rest on her feet that lay in his lap. Alan jabbering on about his gambling book "It says here we should work in teams. Who wants to be my spotter?"
Doug looks at the road sternly and states "I don't think you should be doing too much gambling tonight, Alan."
"Gambling? Who said anything about gambling? It's not gambling when you know you're gonna win. Counting cards is a foolproof system." The odd man says with passing hand
"It's also illegal." Chimes in the Stu
Alan just shakes his head "It's not illegal, it's frowned upon, like masturbating on an airplane."
The four others in the car share a look as Phil chimed "I'm pretty sure that's illegal too."
Seeming kind of annoyed Alan complains "Yeah, maybe after 9/11, where everybody got so sensitive. Thanks a lot, Bin Laden."
"Either way, you gotta be super smart to count cards, buddy, okay?" Doug says in a cheerfully picked tone as not to offend the man
"Oh, really?" he bites back, while in the back Gracie leans forward, squirming of Phil's lap to get at the cooler on the floor, gaining a moan from the blonde, before rising with a bottle of beer and some jerky
"It's not easy." Said the discouraging Doug
Seeming kind of offended the chubby man says "Well maybe we should tell that to Rain Man because he practically bankrupted a casino, and he was a re-tard."
"What?" Stu asks in shocked amusement
"He was a re-tard." Repeated Alan
Doug looks at him funny and corrects "Retard."
The car goes quite until says in a pondering way "new item for the bucket list. Fuck on a plane!"
"Gracie that's disgusting!" her brother retorts while the others laugh at his discomfort
Once they get to Vegas their all in awe at the beauty of Sin City. Doug lifts Gracie out the car while Phil gets the bags and checks out some legs with no brains. Stu offers the girl his arm in a gentlemanly gustier "my lady…"
"Good sir…" she smiles linking his arm as they walk in, smiles never leaving their faces
"Hi, welcome to Caesars." The receptionist smiles to them all happily, more like well-rehearsed.
"Checking in?" she smiles, obviously checking out the two cute guys and scanning the girl attached to the nerdy one
Stu smiles back and nods "Yeah. We have a reservation under Dr. Price."
"Dr. Price? Stu, you're a dentist, okay? Don't try and get fancy." Phil gives his usually mockery at showing Stu up
"It's not fancy if it's true." The dentist smiles back bitterly
"He's a dentist. Don't get too excited and if, uh, someone has a heart attack, you should still call 911." He says to the obviously uninterested receptionist, when just then he feels a sharp pain on his head
"What the fuck Gracie?" he says while rubbing the sore spot where she smacked him
She just scoffs and said "oh please, you've hit your head harder on a headboard."
He smirks and laughs "yeah well you shouldn't ride me so hard next time Princess"
"Phil! That's my sister man come on!" Stu exhales with a disgusted expression
They all laugh as Doug says "and you know that's why he does it"
"Can I ask you a question? Do you know if the hotel's pager-friendly?" she looks at Alan awkwardly, like he asked her what the square root of pie is!
As he goes on Gracie, quickly pulls out her phone, thankfully she had a signal, remembering to text her roommate and her parents
To. Mom/Dad
Hey, just got here, were alive, all's good. Will call/txt you when I get back tomorrow.
Love you, Gracie X x
To. Sam
Hey hoe, missing me yet? Just got to the hotel, it's pretty rocking, will call you in a bit.
Love ya, Gracie X x
P.S. DO NOT FUCK ANYONE IN MY ROOM!
It was that moment that she clued back into the conversation and heard "If we're share beds, I'm bunking with Phil. You good with that?"
Gracie eyeballs the man and stamps her foot "not a chance tubby, he's my chew toy"
Phil laughs and shakes his head "No Alan. Guys, we are not sharing beds. What are we, 12 years old? Lisa, I apologize. How much is the villa?"
With a quick glance at her screen she answers "Well, we have one villa available and it's 4200 for the night."
As a mini fight breaks out about the bill Gracie's phone bleeps
From. Sam
You know I am bitch. I'm so jealous. Is he there, duh of course he is. Btw I make no promises haha
Love ya Sammy Xx
By the time she came back into the conversation the boys where moving her to the elevator and had booked a villa.
The moment the door of the room opened they were all amazed. Especially Gracie, who is jumping up and down, smiling ear to ear "No fucking way! AAHHH!"
She then before anyone could speak she was running around to check the rooms, landing in the one on the far end side.
A short while later and the brunette is styling her hair, sitting in a towel and taking on the phone in load speaker "so, is it awkward?"
With a sigh Gracie reply's, while holding her curlers in place "no, Sam it's not like I haven't seen him a hundred times since it happened. There is no awkwardness. Let it go"
"Fine you fucking prude, tell me what you're wearing!" she says in a seductive voice
Gracie laughs, knowing what her friend means; she walks over to the bed and admires the crimson maroon thigh high feather flow dress, black rock gems scattered over the strapless sweetheart bust. She then looks at the sparkly black heals on the floor, before she can answer a voice chimes "Prom…"
She turns to see Phil standing at the doorway with a smirk, head to toe in fine black magic "you wore that dress to prom"
"Who's that? Sounds fuckable!" a voice comes from the phone on the bed
Gracie beds over to grab the cell, the curve of her ass peering from under the towel "Sam, I got to go. Love ya. Don't fuck in my bed. I mean it Sammy!"
Some complaints come from the other end before their rudely hung up on "who was that?"
"My roommate Sam, she's kind of my slut" smiles the girl cheekily
He just nods walking over to the bed, looking at the dress "didn't know you fucked chicks Princess… so the prom dress huh?"
"Depends on the hotness level and yes, you remember that night, every girl in the room was mad jealous" she giggles remembering all those bitches faces, but especially Jason's. She and Jason had been going out for a couple of months, she really liked the guy to, but then, BAM, out of nowhere he dumped her a week before prom. She decided not to go; it was going to be her last one, but without a date it just depressed her.
Then, after hours of crying in her room Phil turned up in a tux with a rose corsage and a limo waiting. It took her an hour to get ready and they were over three hours late for the dance, but Gracie was smiling, her mom and dad taking tons of pictures of them. They danced and danced laughed and had fun. Later on Phil had heard some people talking at the punch bowl about how he was just her brother's friend, well, he couldn't let her be known as one of those types that take cousins to weddings so he walked up to her, pulled her onto the dance floor and asked "Hey Princess, do you trust me?"
She just smiled and answered before thinking "with my life"
He then smiled and leaned down, kissing her with gentle passion that she instantly returned. The kiss got heavy, filled with tongues and teeth, so heavy they heard wolf whistles and howling. As they parted a blush crept to Gracie's face, Phil's arm around her waist and a smug smile on his face at seeing the douchebag Jason snarl in a jealous rage "come on, I'll get you some pizza and real booze, the whisky in this punch is fucked"
Now, as Phil smiles he says "and so was every guy, they all knew they could never touch you…"
They look at each other for a long moment until he stands "honestly though I like this look better…"
She looks down, only now realizing how small the towel is "oh eat me! Dick!" she bites
"Only if you blow me first, You got five minutes Princess" he laughs while leaving the room for her to change and her phone buzzes
From. Sam
Was that him? Fucking talk to me woman!
Gracie bit her lower lip, she didn't feel like talking to Sam anymore, she sometimes regretted telling her anything and decided to forget about what happened and get changed, besides she wasn't going to let the past mess up this weekend… was she?
Not five, but twenty minutes later Gracie emerged and made her way to where she heard voices but came to a grinding halt as she hears "I'm gonna propose to Melissa at your wedding. After the ceremony."
"Stuey, congratulations!" is said the same time as a high pitched voice shrieks "FUCKING ELVES ON MARS YOU ARE!"
They all turn as she stops into the room angrily and Doug tries to tame the situation by saying "That's a beautiful ring."
"Yeah, it's my grandmother's. She made it all the way through the Holocaust with that thing." He says with a bright smile
This does nothing to calm his raging sister "Gammy's ring! You want to give that fucking slut whore whack job my grandmother's ring?!"
Looking sternly to the girl he states "she was my Gammy to Gracie. You look really nice by the way"
"Wait, have you not listened to anything I have ever said?" Phil takes a stand next to the girl, making her feel even smaller than she is with all their heights
Gracie has completely zoned out and started swearing in gibberish while cursing her pussy whipped brother and kicking random objects, the bed, the wall etc.
"She beats him." Phil points out, obviously outraged at the idea
Quickly Stu jumps to her defense, again "That was twice, and I was out of line. She's strong-willed. And I respect that."
This seems to snap the blue eyed girl from her rambling "No, Stuart I am strong willed, she needs to be fucking sectioned! For the love of cock man she hit you in the head with a fucking waffle iron!"
"He's in denial. Not to mention, she fucked a sailor." Phil carry's on
"Hey, he wasn't a sailor. He was a bartender on a cruise ship. You know that." Doug says in jest
All of this seems to upset the mostly naked dentist "Guys, I'm standing right here. So I can hear everything that you're saying."
However the feud is paused as a strange and random question is asked "Hey, guys. You ready to let the dogs out?"
"What?" Phil asks looking around
"Do what?" Stu says mimicking his friend
The less than savvy man explains "Let the dogs out. You know. Who let the dogs out?"
They can't help but laugh at him, except Gracie who looks ready to implode, while the teacher asks "Who brought this guy?
Doug rolls his eyes and smile "Yes, Alan, we are ready to let the dogs out. Hey, congrats"
"Thank you" Stu calls after him as Doug grips his sisters wrist, pulling her out of the room
"Doug, what the fuck?" she complains as he leads her into the bathroom and locks the door
Turning to her, she tries to get out, pushing at him to move from the door "move Doug I swear I'll fucking…"
"Gracie!" she shouts, cupping her cheeks as she instantly stills
Their eyes lock as he says "I know you're pissed, and yeah you're right Melissa is completely insane but you can't stop him, you know that."
His thumb caresses her face as his eyes scan over every inch "one of the few things you to have in common, you want something, you get it! …it's his life Gracie, his choice"
She swallow's hard, tears brimming to the edge "he's my big brother Dougie, and that bitch… she doesn't deserve him and she definitely doesn't deserve Gammy's ring!"
He nods in agreement and tugs her into his chest for a tight hug, rocking her slightly "I know sweetie, I know. We just have to be prepared to help him when we can ok? Come on don't cry, you'll ruin your make-up"
She sniffles slightly and taps at the seeping wetness, hoping it hadn't smudged. She didn't wear a lot anyway, just some eye-shadow, mascara and blusher, her lips already having a natural red tone to them. He carefully licks his finger and clears a bit of stray mascara "there, perfect. You know how beautiful you are Gracie? You don't need this stuff"
She laughs and nods "yeah, to you maybe. Besides, it makes me feel pretty"
"Come on you, let's go get wasted!" he says with his arm around her shoulder, opening the door.
The moment they get into the hall Phil spots Alan's bag "You're not really wearing that, are you"
"Wearing what?" asks the seemingly confused man
Wide eyed he states "The man-purse. You're actually gonna wear that or are you guys fucking with me?"
"It's where I keep all my things. I get a lot of compliments on this. Plus, it's not a man-purse. It's called a satchel. Indiana Jones wears one." He says with a sense of pride as he defends the ugly man purse
Smiling wickedly Phil snaps "So does Joy Behar."
As they walk into the lift Gracie snarls "Don't be such as ass Phil"
"He's wearing s fucking purse!" he snaps
"We're going up, guys." The guy who has obviously not escaped the seventy's mutters while the blond girl fixes her dress
Phil just slap on his perfect smile "Yeah, that's perfect."
Doug looks confused "Really? We're going up?"
When they get to the roof Stu is already complaining, hell he was complaining in the elevator "I'm just saying, it's clearly marked, okay? We are definitely not supposed to be up here."
"Come on, we're paying for a villa. We can do whatever the fuck we want. Just wedge the door open" Phil states in true form
"How the hell did you find this place?" Doug questions
Phil just shrugs "Don't worry about it."
Gracie is mesmerized by the view before her "this is un-fucking-believable!"
As they gather together, she realizes Alan has brought some shots over and takes one "A little Jägermeister. Good idea."
"There it is. Good call. On the roof, um, no, this is good. I'd like to make a toast. To Doug and Tracy, May tonight be but a minor speed bump in an otherwise very long and healthy marriage." Stu toasts and they all down their disgusting drink
"Oh, it's like college." Doug says with a shake of his head
Gracie smiles and says "ok, my turn."
They all look at her as he glasses are refilled "Doug… I've known you my whole life, we've been through a lot and you've always stood by me, your one of the good ones, heart of gold and total loser, through and through. Tracy seems cool, don't fuck it up. Love you man"
"You just had the swear" Stu says with a shake of his head
Doug's chocolate brown swirls meet with Sapphire's and they share a nod before downing their glasses
Biting back the bitter after taste Phil stars "All right. I wanna talk about something…"
Only to be interrupted by the weird fat guy "All right. I want to... I'd like to... I'd like to say something…that I prepared... ...tonight. Hello. How about that ride in? I guess that's why they call it Sin City. You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself as a one-man wolf pack. But when my sister brought Doug home, I knew he was one of my own. And my wolf pack, it grew by one. So were there two... So there were two of us in the wolf pack. I was alone first in the pack, and then Doug joined in later. And six months ago... when Doug introduced me to you guys, I thought: 'Wait a second. Could it be?' And now, I know for sure. I just added two more guys and a girl, um, lady to my wolf pack. Five of us wolves, running around the desert together in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight...I make a toast."
Panic erupts as he pulls out the blade, the men quick backing away all three pushing Gracie back as Phil shouts while the mad man cuts his hand "Dude, what the fuck?"
"What the hell are you doing?" Stu all but screams at the bleeding man
"Blood brothers and, um, sister" he says like that makes what he just did fucking normal!
He tries to give it to Stu to repeat these actions but it's safe to say their all kind of freaked out by him "Shit man, they fraternity's on campus aren't even that fucked up!"
Grace hangs on to her brother as Doug gets rid of the knife and Phil checks Alan over "hey princess he look ok to you?"
She rolls eyes at him "just because I can fix up a cat doesn't mean I can touch that!" she says pointing at the man she assumed was dropped more than once as a child.
Once they get over the trauma of what just happened and made sure the nutter wouldn't lose his hand they gather for one more toast
"All right, to a night the four of us will never forget"
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