Two Different Roommates
Hello everyone! I've been out for quite a while, I will admit. But I got a new desktop so I'm happy! But I finished this as fast as I could, and it took me quite a while but hooray! I finished this chapter and I will try to post the next chap soon! Thanks so much!
Vinyl didn't exactly have a good place in mind, all she had was the usual place where she'd usually hang out with Lyra. It was no where special, it was just a one of her usual and normal places, places that she'd call her 'home away from home' places. She made sure that The Pervert was following her behind, of course making sure that she wasn't trying anything. The Black Rave was blasting bright neon lights in all directions, lighting up the dark sky.
Vinyl felt lighted, spirited, cheerful just being close to her 'home away from home', but her follower Octavia didn't really seem pleased. Sure, it was a light show just outside the place, but there was something more, unappealing to her. She didn't know what, but something made her think twice about even entering the door. Before she could even object, Vinyl dragged her in and it felt like a burst of music hit her, making her heart pump to the beats all around her. It echoed to her bones, making her shiver at the feeling. She knew there was something off with this place, especially with the way the music made it's way into her own self.
Vinyl sneered at the DJ who was playing, her eyes narrowing at the masked girl playing those horrible mix-tapes. She noticed that The Pervert was giving her a questionable look. "Sorry, I just don't like this person's music. How about I get us some drinks? What do you drink?" She asked, and The Pervert hesitated. "Uh, surprise me." She had to take a chance, even if she didn't like how Vinyl was acting now. Vinyl just smirked before nodding and walking to the bar. Octavia snuck another look to the dance floor, and then to the DJ. There was something, there was this feeling that she hated, it was bothering her more than it should have. The only thought she had was to avoid the dance floor and the DJ at all costs.
Vinyl was surprised at how The Pervert seemed to be so, calm-no, that's not the word. She's more like, what's the word? She seemed a little relaxed, not like how she normally is at school. But she wasn't like her slutty self either. It was weird, just something that she wasn't used to. She met her favorite bartender. "Hey." She said slow and slurry, only to make the bartender laugh. "Oh Vin, you and your weird self. So, what can I get ya?" Vinyl smirked before pointing a finger to where The Pervert sat. "Oh, so it's that kind of a drink. I got 'cha." Vinyl smirked before sliding a few bills on the table. "Thanks." Then Vinyl made her way back to the table, but then she was shocked to see The Pervert already with someone, the only difference was that The Pervert was disgusted.
"Go away." The Pervert sneered at her unwanted party crasher. "Oh come on Octy, lets go back to old times and-" "I said no!" Vinyl watched as The Pervert stood up, faced the girl beside her, then slapping her hard in the face. They stayed that way for a long second before the girl came up and faced The Pervert, an evil glare in her eyes. "You're gonna regret that." Vinyl decided to step in. "Hey, leave her alone. She clearly doesn't want you around her." The girl took a look at her. "Who are you? Another one of her fuckers?" Vinyl clearly was offended. But she couldn't let it get to her. "And who the hell are you? A forgotten fucker?"
"Ladies, Ladies, please. If you're gonna fight then take it outside." The three looked up and Vinyl felt relieved. Lyra stood at the end of the table, a bottle in hand. "Lyra!" Lyra just smiled and held up her hands, the bottle was slipping a little. "Watch my magic." Lyra threw up her bottle, and with a crooked smile on her face she reached over to the unwanted woman, swiftly lifting her up and swinging her down onto the table. A loud 'slam' was heard, and Lyra stood before the woman, pinned her down on the table, and her bottle was back in her hand, which she took a large drink from.
"Now, I've got you at my will here. You can either go away quietly, walk away without an injury, or we will both get kicked out and one of us will be going to a hospital, and that's not going to be me." She held a menacing glare, glaring at the girl. Octavia stayed still, she watched the scene before her. She didn't dare to try to do anything, she just stayed still and quiet, keeping a keep eye on the movements this 'Lyra' showed. It was clearly something beyond normal. She had this force with everything she did, along with the way that she also caught her bottle when she only used one hand to grab the girl. Octavia smirked to herself, this night was certainly interesting that's for sure.
Vinyl handed Octavia a drink, it wasn't a bottle, it looked like one of those fruity alcoholic drinks. Octavia shrugged the feeling off, she didn't want to have second thoughts of the weirdly mixed drink. Vinyl nudged her slighly before she took a large drink from her bottle. Octavia couldn't refuse now. She lifted the drink to her lips, taking a quick whiff of the drink, then slowly taking a drink. She already knew she dug her own grave from just being here.
The next day Octavia woke up with a pulsing headache, she groaned slightly, holding her head while she woke up yet again in an unknown bed. She peered at the sleek and slim figure beside her, but then laid back into the bed and leaned into the pillow. She narrowed her eyes. Just from looking at the shoulder tattoo of the girl she was with, she already knew who it was. Octavia knew it was a bad idea to go back to The Black Rave, and now she regretted it. Before she could even try to leave, the person stirred, and Octavia tensed. "Hey Octy, last night was great." Well fuck.
Vinyl sighed while she laid in her dorm room alone, she was smoking a dim lighted cigarette, exhaling without a care. It irritated her that The Pervert was already gone and who knows what, probably went and fucked another unknown girl or two. She tried to be nice, and look where it got her, ditched and left alone at a bar. Lyra stayed with her, but it didn't last. Lyra was already oogling the bartender, trying to get some digits. Of course she was denied, but she did get to learn a thing or two. Vinyl left early that night, her thoughts racing back to the girl who played the music, the girl with the mask. She seemed familiar, like she'd seen her somewhere before but she couldn't place it. The mask was extremely familiar, it kept bugging her and it irritated her how she couldn't remember where she'd seen it before.
She must have drank too much, after all she was stood up and left for someone else that she didn't even know. Vinyl slowly made it down the street, and of course The Pervert wasn't around. Vinyl sighed. She tried to be nice, she tried to watch out for her, even Lyra got involved and in the end The Pervert wasn't satisfied with her. Wait... what drink did she get her? It was something random.. and the bartender gave her a smirk too... fuck... Drugged. She drugged it! Vinyl slumped against the wall. No wonder she was so, 'eager' to go out into the dance floor. All you saw was her grinding and touching other girls on the dance floor. It didn't take long to lose her.
"Well fuck." Vinyl muttered as she leaned against the wall, raising her head to the dark sky. "Nice night isn't it? Rare to see you star gazing." Vinyl hardened at the voice, her eyes turned cold and she narrowed her eyes at her. "Fuck off." But that didn't faze her one bit. "Ouch, just when I wanted to talk to you about Octy." Vinyl recognized her, the so called Dj Bones. A cheap remake of her own self. Her infamous skull jacket and gloves glowed in the dark, along with the half skeletal mask. "Bitch." Vinyl sneered as Dj Bones sneered and casually shrugged. "Well, well. It's not everyday where I get to see you licking your wounds."
"Shut the fuck up." Vinyl sneered, her eyes flashing anger. "You lost, and I took this turf. You don't belong here. Especially in The Black Rave. It's not yours anymore. Now get the fuck out of my turf or you won't leave without missing something important when you wake up." Vinyl was already outnumbered, she didn't have a chance. She could feel numerous glares in her direction, all with the intent to kill. It was another night where she had to lose even more of her pride and ran away, her tail tucked between her legs. She was lucky in a way, she didn't end up getting her ass handed to her, but she also ran away from a fight. It wasn't her style, but she didn't have a choice.
Vinyl stayed in her bed, she didn't want to leave the coziness of her bed, and also she had the warmth of her half cigarette. The sun was already up, and the early people of the world were already walking the Earth, those weirdos who work out at 5 in the morning. It was just calm, peaceful, just a normal start in the day. Then the door was open sluggishly, and a tired and exhausted Octavia came stumbling in, obviously something happened, and Vinyl watched as The Pervert closed the door, then slowly stumbled and nearly fell on her bed. Vinyl sat up and watched her struggle to keep her composure.
It wasn't like her to be so weak and fragile like this. She eyed her as The Pervert laid in bed, this time curled up on her right side, she faced the wall with her back to her. Vinyl finished her cigarette before stamping it out in her ash tray on her dresser. She got up, and slowly walked over to where The Pervert laid, and she knew that she had a rough night, or well had to. If she came walking back like this. "H-Hey..." She slowly spoke, before sitting on the edge of the bed. The Pervert stayed glued to the wall, and then Vinyl noticed how pale she looked, and slowly she reached and touched her shoulder. It was ice cold. "Hey. Hey. A-Are you okay?" She asked, this time forcing her to face her. The Pervert just turned away from her.
Vinyl noticed that she was holding her left side, cradling it even. Slowly Vinyl moved her cold hand away and lifted the shirt. Vinyl stiffened at the sight of what was on her side. It was fresh, she could say that. The Pervert swatted her hand away. "Just, leave." She pulled the shirt back down, and continued to be curled up to the wall. It was from the side of her lower belly, and it crawled it's way up to her upper-side, almost underneath her armpit. A total of nine stars, engraved and burnt deep into her flesh. The middle star, it was a two tone star, the largest of them all. The image of burnt skin made her own skin hurt.
"B-But-" She tried, but Octavia cut her off. "But nothing! This is what you wanted isn't it? Just leave me alone!" She wanted to yell, as much as she tried, her voice cracked and betrayed her own self. She sounded terrified, scared, hopeless even. It wasn't like her to be so, so vulnerable like this. "W-What-" She tried again, and yet again Octavia cut her off. "You should know. You and those damn turf wars and freaking drug lords and all that shit." Octavia muttered, not even moving from her place on her bed. Suddenly her phone went off. She answered and ignored Vinyl.
"Yes?" Silence as Octavia just nodded and silently groaned to herself. "I got it. I'll be down." Octavia muttered in disgust as she suddenly sat up, still holding her side. "You're not going anywhere." Vinyl stood in front of her, glaring down at her. "Oh yeah, who's going to make me? Now move." Vinyl didn't bother to move a single inch, but it took a single instant before Vinyl found herself lying on the ground, her sight spinning doughnuts. "Ugghhhh." Vinyl groaned out, reaching out for anything to grab but she didn't find anything in range.
She didn't know how long she's been laying there, curled up on the floor, just all alone. She passed out sometime, but she never got the nerve to stand up or to even move. The back of her head hurt, it pulsated with every breath she took. Her muscles tensed in agony, she laid there, unable to move. She watched as the sun rose higher and higher, then lower and lower as it got dark. No one came into her room, only thing in her sight was just the musk looking carpeted floor, and the end poles of the bed. It was quiet, way too quiet for a Saturday. But what did she know? It could have been a normal school day too.
Her fingers twitched slightly, causing her to jerk awake. She didn't know she passed out, but she still was unable to move her body completely. The sun was going down, casting a reddish hue in the room. The door opened, and there Rainbow Dash stood, her eyebrows raised in surprise. "Whoa dude, I was wondering why you didn't answer your phone." Then she smirked. "Say, you don't mind if I take a look around the room do you?" Vinyl strained to raise her head, grinding her teeth as she struggled to say 'no'. Rainbow Dash closed the door, a smug face as she jumped and laid down on Vinyl's bed, then she started checking under the pillow.
"Lets see what you're hiding." She said eagerly, pulling out a stack of wrapped up magazines. "Sweet! Check it! Hiding a stash of playboy magazines!" She started flipping through the pages, the smile on her face was getting bigger and bigger. "Who knew you were into this?" She smirked, the tucked on under her armpit. "I'll take this, for safe keeping." She stated, but with that blush it's more than obvious what she wanted those for. Vinyl laid there, both shocked that she even had those under her pillow! Sure, she was of age to purchase those and all, but why would she-no, of course it's not hers. It's her's stash. Vinyl glared as RD took a few more magazines, then patted Vinyl on the head and left. Today was just not her day.
Octavia winced slightly, her eyes shut closed as her face was slapped hard, the she took in a shallow, yet painful breath. She looked up and saw deep hatred in those eyes that once showed kindness towards her. She forced her eyes closed again, another hard slap to the face. "What kind of a daughter are you?" Her mother yelled, tears forming at the corners of her eyes, but Octavia didn't answer. "Do you know what kind of humiliation I got back in London? To know I was the one who gave birth to a fucking lunatic! A crazed lunatic! I couldn't show my face at the stores, not even at the small bookstore! You ruined my name." She said every word with hatred dripping from her mouth, it was just the same for Octavia.
Her mother took in a shaky breath, then covered her face with her hands. Her sobs were unanswered, all Octavia could do was just stand there, staring at the floor while her mother wept. She could never fix what she did, but now she can't do anything about it. The sobs stopped, and then she was grabbed by the color, yet again staring into those dark and hateful eyes. "you're gonna fix this, one way or another, I'll make you fix it." She sneered at her, her face into a deep scowl as she pushed Octavia back, making her stumble and fall hard on her back. She heard the sound of retreating footsteps, the clack, clack, clack, of her mother's heels. She knew this time, she really screwed up, and this time there was no way of fixing something this bad, not even her life could repay what she did. Octavia closed her eyes, let out a slow shaky breath before breaking out into sobs. It wasn't her fault. She didn't mean to disappoint her mother yet again. She only wanted her to be proud of her, to love her as a mother should.
