Okay so I have a small message to Guest:Mohamed(Since I can't reply to guests) I really hope you enjoy this chapter. I love StiLu, it's one of my favorites to write about, and i know there are others like Animeluva1 that like some Sting action. But I tried to find an in between that would make all happy, including me.

Let's just say you'll find out what I mean in a minute when you read this xD

And now for all of my readers, I decided to put a new song that i have been ABSOLUTELY ADDICTED TO into the story. It's called emOff to the Races by Lana Del Rey /emand let me tell you guys, this song is the BOMB! I recommend anyone and everyone to listen to it if you have the time. I feel like it fits this story, like perfectly.

Oh and another thing, we ALMOST hit the 100 mark for reviews! I couldn't be happier! I know that's not many, but ive never had such a popular story! And we finally got over 10,000 views! So THANKYOU EVERYONE, LOVE YOU ALL!(:

So this chapter has a little bit of Yuri in it, just a heads up. Actually, I'll say it now-this chapter is MESSED UP. I wrote down some of the things my best friend did when she was off doing coke and let me tell you, they are not pretty. Or good, at all. She did some...bad things, but she's not a bad person. Just like the Lucy in this story. Neither of them are bad and there is always a way to save yourself, keep that in mind when ya read this ;)

OMG IM SO SORRY THAT IT MESSED UP LIKE THAT! i HOPE IT WORKS THIS TIME!

Mkay well here goes


Lucy POV

I strode up to my blonde party buddy and tapped him on the shoulder. I hadn't really touched him, or even talked to him in a while. I don't really know which day it was, or how long I've been up, all I knew is I didn't want his filthy hands on me. After what I saw... "Sting, I'm gonna go out for some air. I'll be right back," I informed him with a sweet smile on my lips.

I let out a small scream when I felt his arms snake around my waste and he pulled me down onto his lap. He was sitting on the couch, a few of his gang members were seated around him, and they were all watching a white haired girl dance on the table. My back was pressed against the arm of the couch, my legs were laying on the other guys on the end of the couch, and my face was scrunched up in Sting's hand.

Dark blue eyes steadily examined me for a minute. Despite the pain I felt in my face from his rough grasp, I kept my face straight. I've learned with men like him, you don't ever show weakness. The moment they sense it, you're done for.

Sting smiled after a few moments, then suddenly ordered, "Rogue, go out there with her. Don't let her go too far." Then I was pushed up and off of his lap and being escorted out of the door by Sting's closest friend. I looked back over my shoulder and caught sight of the girl who was dancing on the table before grinding all over Sting's lap. She was still dancing but she had slowed down enough to rub her barely clothed sex over him.

"Nothing new going on here...

"Want a smoke?" Rogue asked me one we stepped outside. He already had one dangling from his lips and his red eyes were crossed as he lit the cigarette.

"I shook my head, then plopped down and said, "No thanks, not too big on smoking."

"Ah," He laughed. I glared at him for a minute trying to figure out what was so funny. A few drags and puffs of smoke later, Rogue continued, "You're one of those, huh? It's funny how all of you coke heads are hypocrites. Let me get my fix and I'll let you get yours."

"I never said anything about you smokin', just said I'm not into it. God, Rogue. You don't need to be so defensive around me." I started giggling at the end of the sentence. I liked Rogue, he wasn't a bad guy. It was unbelievable that such a straight edged person was so close to a guy like Sting.

Rogue smiled down at me and took another drag off of his cigarette.

"Yo, you mind if I listen to music?" I asked, already pulling my phone out. I wanted to listen to something chill as opposed to the heavy beats that played in Saber's house.

Rogue shook his head as his answer then leaned back against the railing of the stairs.

So I went onto the Safari app I had on my brand new iPhone and typed away to find the song I had heard in a cab not too long ago. It had a sweet melody to it, and the woman's voice was slightly dull but gave it a beautiful touch to the song.

My eyes stared straight ahead and I swayed with the soft beat, my voice carrying out as I sang along;

"My old man is a bad man

I can't deny the way he holds my hand

And he grabs me, he has me by my heart

He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past

He doesn't mind I have an LA crass way about me

He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart"

Sting had told me he loved me. He told me he loved everything about me; my twisted past, the present me, and the sick future that was bound to find it's way to me. I'm not sure why he said it, it could have been the drugs or the fatigue or even him being caught up in the moment. But it made me feel almost... sick. Like things were completely wrong. He shouldn't be the man saying that to me. But if it wasn't him, then... who?

"Swimming pool glimmering darling

White bikini off with my red nail polish

Watch me in the swimming pool bright blue ripples you

Sitting sipping on your black Cristal

Oh yeah"

Sting loved watching me. The entire time we have been partying, his eyes have fallowed me everywhere. When I danced, when I took shots, when I did lines, when I talked to people-his attention was always on me. It almost made me feel bare. Exposed if you will, like he was stripping me of my independence. But I had such mixed feelings about him. Before I came here, I thought he was sweet despite being a little pushy. Boy was I wrong, he was a sadistic bastard who slightly turned me on.

"Light of my life, fire of my loins

Be a good baby, do what I want

Light of my life, fire of my loins

Give me them gold coins, gimme them coins"

Sting and I have had a few heated moments between us. But we were always interrupted. At first it started out with breath taking kisses, then we somehow managed to escape the huge group of people and lock ourselves in the room. He had shoved me against the wall and we had explored one another. He had found a way to cripple me with just his fingers. And then he had stripped me down and taken hundreds of pictures of me, and weirdly, I enjoyed every minute of it. I felt so dirty and I loved how he brought that side out of me.

At one point, I was only in panties and I was straddling Sting, my legs on either side of him. He had my iPhone up above our heads and he continued to snap pictured of us as I kissed down his chest, his stiff cock in my hand. Rogue had walked in right after I took Sting into my mouth, and when I jumped away out of embarrassment, Sting told me to continue. And that's how he ended up having a full out conversation with his friend while I pleasured him.

I thought it was a little messed up, but again I enjoyed it. It was another type of high I was getting. My actions were so dirty and I felt like a whore. Like Stings whore.

God, what would Wendy think of the person I've been? Or Hibiki?

Shit, how would Salamander look at me?

"And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers

Chasing me all over town

Cause he knows I'm wasted, facing

Time again at Riker's Island and I won't get out

Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me

I'm your little scarlet, starlet singing in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth

Ready for you"

I expected Salamander to come find me and try to bring me back home. Damn, I wanted him to chase me around. I wanted him to come and save me like Lana says. I wanted him to storm into this house and drag me out by my hair if he had to.

But if I'm feeling this way, why the hell am I still here?

Maybe he was letting me go crazy like I desperately needed to do. Because I was young and I needed to go have fun, not act 'adult' and conform to what society wanted of me. Just like I told him, I need to make myself happy.

But what if he gave up on me..? What if I chased him off and now I'm stuck with a controlling asshole like Sting? I sure hope he didn't. I pray he's going to come around and help me out of this hole dug myself into.

"My old man is a tough man but

He's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam

And he shows me, he knows me

Every inch of my tar black soul

He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life

In fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me

Admires me, the way I roll like a Rolling Stone"

In the short time I have known him, Salamander has shown me he understands the type of person I am. He told me once that he was trusting me, and that he didn't want me to go against his trust. He seemed so vulnerable that day, and now look at us. I hadn't talked to him in god knows how long, and I went and did exactly what his ex girlfriend did.

I completely betrayed that trust he put in me, even after he exposed his twisted life to me. I looked into his soul and somehow, it feels like I intentionally crushed it.

The darkness in my own soul, the demons I fought with every day had leaked out of me and gotten to him. And even after he saw my psycho side, even after I went against him and did some of his coke, he showed me the best time I could ever imagine in bed.

Sex may not count for anything for the average person, but sex with the Salamander wasn't average. When I was messed up, I felt like our very souls were merging, becoming one. I've never felt so intimate with someone.

"Likes to watch me in the glass room bathroom, Chateau Marmont

Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup

Glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac

says it feels like heaven to him"

When I wasn't fooling around with Sting, I was off actually having fun. Despite his watching eyes, I managed to make a few new 'friends.' Like the white haired girl that was dancing on Sting as I listened to this song. Her name was Yukino, she was such a fun girl. We danced together, took body shots off of one another and pretty much have been attached to each others hips up until she... messed up.

"Light of his life, fire of his loins

Keep me forever, tell me you own me

Light of your life, fire of your loins

Tell me you own me, gimme them coins"

Sting always whispered to me that I was his. Especially when he pleasured me. He would slow down his actions and make me say it sometimes too. So I'd end up frantically yelling, "I'm all yours, Sting! God please go faster, I promise I'm all yours!" Then he'd finally allow me release, either with his fingers or his mouth.

I don't know why he liked to dominate me like that, even the Salamander wasn't that possessive. I guess it turned Sting on when he controlled me, even when we weren't in the bedroom he would do little things to show people I was his. Like when I told him I was going outside and he grabbed my face. When he told Rogue to go with me he was showing me and everyone else in the room that he wouldn't let me go. Not without some way to make sure I came back.

Like I was actually leaving.

"And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers

Chasing me all over town

Cause he knows I'm wasted, facing

Time again at Riker's Island and I won't get out

Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me

I'm your little scarlet, starlet singing in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth"

Damn was I messed up...

I don't know how much coke I've done, but it feels almost endless. I've watched the sun rise and fall numerous times, it almost felt like it was in fast forward. Especially when we had music bumpin', drinks in our hands, and bodies swaying together as one. I was really starting to like these Sabertooth guys, they weren't as bad as one would think.

They're almost like Fairy Tail-except they actually are having fun. I'm not saying that Fairy Tail wasn't fun, but it was always tense. Sting talks to his gang members like they're people, even if he's a little stern with them when it's needed. Salamander was more like the leader that controls his gang members like they're pawns.

I don't know much about gangs, so I couldn't tell you which one is the right way to act.

After this song, I gotta do another line. I'm starting to feel a little dragged out. My eyes were starting to feel heavy and my body was starting to ache. I had bruises all over me, from the occasional wrestling matches me and Yukino got into, from the manhandling Sting did to me, and from the other rowdy things this group did. It was deliciously painful.

"Now I'm off to the races, laces

Leather on my waist is tight and I am fallin' down

I can see your face is shameless, Cipriani's basement

Love you but I'm going down

God I'm so crazy, baby, I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving

I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island

Raising hell all over town

Sorry 'bout it"

I was definitely misbehaving.

When I first met Yukino, it was already about a day and a half into the party and we all decided to play some strip poker. Of course we all had drinks and a fat pile of coke sitting on the table, but we decided to tease each other sensually to break the ice of us all meeting each other.

We split into two teams, girls against guys, Sting's team against mine. I had Yukino and some Minerva chick on my team and we were against Sting, Dobengal, and Orga. Rogue sat on the side lines and watched like he always did.

The girls team was quickly losing since none of us took it seriously and once we were expected to take off our last article of clothing, the guys told us we could do something instead. They simply told me and Yukino to kiss.

We both eagerly agreed and next thing I knew, I had Yukino on top of me, her tongue exploring my mouth while her hand traveled down my bare stomach. We were on the couch, Rogue was sitting on the end of it, intently watching us while the rest of the party stood around us and watched. I remember making eye contact with Sting right before Yukino's finger slid in between my moist folds. I cried out with pleasure and had my eyes closed for a majority of the time after that.

I had always wanted to fool around with a chick, and It was as great as I could have hoped for. Yukino knew the right spot to hit to make my back arch and to draw sweet whimpers from my lips. I never wanted it to end. And all of these eyes on me made it that much better. And from the noises that Yukino was making against my lips, she was enjoying it too. She would slightly moan into my mouth then move her fingers in a different way.

But then Sting had told us enough was enough. Yukino gave me one last heated kiss before withdrawing her soaked fingers and climbing off of me. She sat down on Rogue's lap and smiled at me while I tried to fix myself. I was flustered and slightly embarrassed that all of these people just watched me while I rode out my orgasm. But I held no shame. It was just my body, it's not like none of these people have seen a naked woman before.

I must be insane. That was my favorite part of my stay here.

"My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end

But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us

Take him when he may, if he may

I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him

Who else is gonna put up with me this way?

I need you, I breathe you, I never leave you

They would rue the day I was alone without you

You're lying with your gold chain on, cigar hanging from your lips

I said "Hon' you never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man.""

Even with all of his faults and his messed up personality, I really appreciated Sting. He put up with me. He obviously didn't like when I fooled around with Yukino in front of everyone, but he let me do it. He let me act like the slut I desperately wanted to be in front of his entire gang.

I needed him with me. I needed to feel his presence, smell his musky smell and see the sexy man he always is. I could picture him now, his blonde hair a little messy and spiky from a day or so of not washing it, his face a little pale from days of drug use, his beautifully imperfect scar that ran over his dark blue eye, the crooked smile he always wore. Damn was that man just perfect.

"And we're off to the races, places

Ready, set the gate is down and now we're goin' in

To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis, honey it is time to spin

Boy you're so crazy, baby, I love you forever not maybe

You are my one true love, you are my one true love"

But if Sting was 'perfect,' why was I still thinking of Salamander? Why did I miss him. I craved him, even when he his eyes lit up with anger and the room rose atleast 50 degrees. He was one hell of a guy, and I he could be equally if not more crazy than Sting. I sure hope he'll get ahold of me soon.

"Lucy, ya ready to go back in?" Rogue asked me, making me blink a few times. I forgot where I was, what I was doing and who I was with.

I dropped my head into my hands and sighed loudly. I really didn't want to go back into that room but I really-strongreally /strongneeded to do another line. I felt like my head was splitting open. "Help me up?" I asked in a weak voice.

Rogue laughed and i felt his hand grab onto my arm. In one swift movement, he hauled me up to my feet and we were on our way back into the chaos of the party.

I could still hear the song blasting from my phone and only one thing came to mind when the last line came out;

"You are my one true love"

Salamander...


Okay loves, lemme know whatcha thought about that whole mess

And new goal, lets try to get 1000 views in one day! I'm not gonna beg or tell you to click it a billion times in a day cuz that's not what I want, I just would love for more people to see the truth behind drug use. It's not all lollipops and daisies, nor is it black or white. It's grey and slightly more messed up than most could ever imagine.

And there's more to come, it's gonna be in Lucy's head for a little longer ^.^

Next chapter we'll figure out why Lucy doesn't want Sting to touch her at all.

Oh and the reason I bolded parts of the song is because those specific lines kinda matched up with things I wrote down and I felt like it would be nice to show you guys it. Idk I still feel like it matches up with everything, so lemme know if you feel the same way or if you disagree(:

All thoughts welcome!

Welp, that's it!

I'm off, be safe loves and I'll see ya in a few ;D

xoxo

-Bean