The lovely Miss Mikki belongs to KikiJuanita, who is being really awesome to let me use her. Mikki can't be used without KikiJuanita's permission and you need my permission to use Onyx. The others belong to Glee.
And I know that Clint is going to be a little bit on the OOC side in this chapter, but changing for the better is always a good thing and I really like the guy I have turned Clint into. Enjoy!
"Did you start without me? Really?" Onyx asked entering her apartment to see everyone there, surprised in a way to see Sugar sitting on Jeff's lap. That was the one thing she had been looking forward to, seeing how Jeff would react to Sugar acting like his girlfriend, and she missed it.
"It is not our fault that you are late to the party at your own home," Sam laughed. "We're still waiting on Blaine and his girlfriend," he offered with a shrug, turning back to the video game he was playing with Sebastian.
"Doesn't make me feel much better actually. Blaine is always late," she said under her breath. "Where is your husband?" She asked, hugging Marley.
"He had a last minute meeting," Marley stated, giving her friend a hug back. "He will be here once he finishes that," she assured her friend.
"I find that weird," she commented. "Is that weird?" She asked. Marley shook her head, not telling her what her husband was up to. Not that it was much of her business to begin with. "Okay, then," she muttered, heading to her room, to change into something more comfortable. Her skinny jeans were starting to get on her nerves.
"Well hello to me," Clint smirked, watching Onyx enter her bedroom, pulling her shirt over head, showing off her stomach and her purple bra.
"What are you doing in my room?" She asked, tossing her shirt into the basket with the rest of her dirty clothes, stripping her jeans off next to leave her standing in front of him in her purple bra and white satin underwear. She turned feeling her cheeks heating up under his gaze.
"Most chicks freak out if they were in this predicament. Why aren't you?" He asked, his eyes trained on her butt.
"Because when I wear a bikini you see more than what I am showing now," she shrugged. She can wear a bikini in front of strangers at a pool or at the beach it wasn't much different to wearing her undergarments in front of her friends, there wasn't much of a difference, not when her undergarments hide more than any of her bikinis did.
It took her a few minutes to pull out a tank top and shorts, pulling her hair into a bun atop her head joining Clint on her bed, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to tell her why he is in her room for and not out there with the rest of the party. She got that he didn't know them, but this is his chance to get to know them. He would need to be friends with them if wanted to remain her friend. He looked back at her, his lips twisted in a smirk. She repeated her question.
"Phone call," he told her, picking his phone up from off her bed to show her. "Heard you enter, thought I would stay here for the show," he smirked.
"Such a perv," she laughed, getting up.
"Only for you," he chuckled, following suit, stuffing his phone back into his pocket.
"That's not as flattering as you think it is," she laughed, entering the main part of the apartment seeing they were still focused on the game. "Hey Seb," she called, standing in the kitchen, motioning him over when he looked away from the TV where Jeff and Matt were starting a new game.
"What's up, Onyx?" He asked, looking between his best friend and the guy he knew close to nothing about. What he heard from Onyx didn't count much at knowing him. Dreamy wasn't a word he would use to describe him. What did dreamy even mean? Shaking those thoughts from his head, he gave his best friend his now undivided attention.
"Where is Mikki?" She asked, looking past him to see faces she knew and not one that belonged to his unknown girlfriend.
"She'll be here in another hour. Something about her friend needing her, family crisis or something," he shrugged. "Don't worry you will meet her before the night is over with," he chuckled, grabbing another bag of chips walking back to the living room.
"Ugh," she sighed, seeing they had ordered pizza before she got home and not enough was left over. "You hungry?" She questioned, moving back through the place to her room, dragging Clint with her.
"Not in the mood for pizza?" He laughed, leaning against the door jamb. She shook her head, pulling a hoodie from her closet, pulling it over her head.
"No, I'm craving a burger with fries," she told him, slipping a pair of shoes on.
"You are the only reason I showed up, so you've got my company," he winked, letting her walk past him. She sent him a smile, grabbing her keys from where they lie by the door.
"Where are you going?" Jeff asked, pausing the game.
"I need food and not the bit of pizza you pigs have yet to eat. Since none of you even thought about ordering my favorite pizza," she retorted pulling the door open.
"That's because pineapple does not belong on pizza," Nick retorted, from the hallway.
"You, shut up," she warned pointing a finger at him. Nick rolled his eyes at her and gave her a side hug, moving past her to enter the apartment. "I'll be back in an hour or so, don't flip out if I'm not home before that," she teased, letting Clint go out the door before her.
"You get arrested you know who to call," Jeff called back.
"Yeah, Seb, because you refuse to answer the phone when I call from jail," she retorted, shutting the door behind her.
"Did you really go to jail?" He asked, stuffing his hands in his front pockets of his jeans.
"Does a holding cell count?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, walking up to the elevator, pushing the down button.
"What did you do?" He questioned with a chuckle, leaning his shoulder on the wall.
"Got drunk, thought it would be fun to have a water balloon fight in a park after hours. Thankfully I knew one of the cops working and he let me make a second call after Jeff didn't answer," she explained, stepping into the elevator.
"How much trouble have you been in if you personally know a cop?" He asked, shaking his head in wonder, knowing full well he would have joined in on the action sober.
"Not as much as you would think," she told him. "We had mentors when I was a senior at McKinley and the cop had been in Glee with his now wife. He moved about five years ago now to be with her in New York," she explained, walking off the elevator and to the doors.
"Does he happen to be Noah Puckerman?" He questioned, stepping around Onyx to pull the door open for her.
"How do you know him?" She asked, stepping through the door pulling the second door open.
"It's a small world after all," he sang, sending her a wink. She rolled her eyes, gently pushing him with her shoulder. "He's family to me is all," he told her.
"Are you ever going to tell me about your family?" She asked. "Not only have you met my brother and the idiots that are like a second family to me but you've meet my mom and Lydia. The only two you haven't meet is my dad and his third wife and her son," she told him.
"Third wife?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "And I will tell you all about them later, I promise. It's something we have a bit in common with them not being a traditional family. It's not something I am really comfortable in talking about," he told her. He didn't like telling people that he was adopted when he was little, because he lost both his parents within a week when he was no older than 7.
"Marriage isn't his strong suit it seems," she shrugged. Watching her dad go from marriage to marriage it gave her fear that any man could toss her aside the way her dad does the woman he loves enough to marry. "I won't push you into telling me about your family. With as messed up as mine seems it wouldn't have been an easy conversation if you hadn't meet them," she told him. People were great at judging her and teasing her for her family life. She tried not to let it bug her but sometimes she couldn't help it.
"I know this amazing burger joint," he told her, leading her the way to his favorite place to get a burger from, effectively changing the topic.
"I don't know if I can trade on my main burger place. It took me over a year to find it, I can't just trade on them now," she teased.
"We shall see about that, Princess," he winked, pushing the button to cross the road.
"Don't go getting all cocky on me now," she teased, tensing up seeing who was walking up to them. She quickly laced her fingers with his. Clint shooting her a curious look, tightening his hold on her hand, seeing the slight panic on her face.
"A bit of warning with this one, you can't make her happy. She won't ever want to leave the home she built with Sebastian, makes me believe more is going on there, then you let on Onyx," he laughed. "Did you even love me? To be with someone so soon after we broke up and all."
"You're one to talk, Hunter. You don't even know what love is, considering you were fucking your little bitch there while we were together," she hissed out. "And I will gladly move on with my life with the right person. Turns out I was right not to trust you on that front," she sneered back.
"Enjoy your walk, Onyx. We will meet you back at your place. Jeff did invite me," he laughed walking away with his new girlfriend on his arm.
"I can't believe Jeff would do that," she sighed, leaning into Clint's embrace. Keeping a solid lock on her hand, he slipped his arm around her to hold her and her hand as they crossed the street.
"After we get a bite to eat we don't have to go back to the party if you don't want to," he told her, leading her to his burger joint. "My place is empty," he suggested. "We could watch a movie and pig out on popcorn and beer."
"That does sound better than going back to deal with a cheating ex and his whore of a girlfriend," she smiled at him. "I don't want to be any trouble, though," she sheepishly said.
"Onyx, you'll never be trouble to me," he promised, pulling her closer. She smiled up at him quickly not wanting to run into anyone or anything. "Promise."
"You say that know, but like everyone else, it'll only be a matter of time," she muttered out, getting the best of herself.
"I can name a whole apartment of people that can tell you the same thing. You aren't trouble or a problem for me or for them. They are still in your life and not because they have to be. They love you, Onyx. And for the people in your life that can't see how amazing and strong you are, that's on them and you are a better person who doesn't need them in your life. They are the fools," he told her, making his point, he stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to make her look at him, people passing them by annoyed at them.
"They're stuck with me because of Jeff," she told him lamely.
"That's not true and you know it," he replied, taking both of her hands into his. "Didn't you become friends with Sebastian before he was friends with Jeff?" She nodded answering his question. "I'm positive he would turn his back on Jeff for you. The rest of those guys they love you for who you are and not because they feel obligated to do so. I like you for who you are. Jagged edges and all."
"Seb would do that," she smiled. "There is a lot of jagged edges. It's not easy to get past them, Clint," she warned him, stepping closer to him.
"Easy it's not my thing, Onyx. Everyone has scars from their past. I'll be here helping you get through yours. I'm not going anywhere," he smiled, tucking some hair behind her ear.
"Why?" She whispered, looking into his blue eyes. "No one other than Jeff and Seb have been with me through it all. Why are you staying when you could be with anyone else? With someone that isn't quite as broken as me?" She asked, her voice growing stronger.
"I don't want anyone else, Onyx. I want you. The woman who tosses drinks on loser exes, the strong independent woman who shines brighter than any star out there. The amazing woman who seeks help when she needs it most. We're all afraid of getting hurt, but the beauty of being broken means you can be whole with the right person."
"You want to be the person who makes me whole?" She questioned, a bit shocked to learn that piece of information.
"If you'll let me, Onyx. If not, I'm cool with that too," he told her. She smiled, lacing her hand through his.
She didn't know what she wanted. Her heart still hurt over the betrayal of Hunter and she isn't ready to jump into anything serious right now. With Clint things seemed to be easy and she liked easy. She couldn't jump into a relationship with him, that wouldn't be healthy for her heart. Maybe just maybe they could take things slow.
Deciding to take their food to go, they headed back to Clint's place. No worries about running into Jeff since he is at her place being part of the party she had a hand in creating. Skipping out on the party did make her feel a bit guilty until she remembered what Jeff pulled and that pisses her off greatly.
Between her second beer and fifth shot of vodka, she felt giddy and ready to start her own party.
Waking up with a groan is never a good start to a day. Sitting up keeping her eyes shut for a moment longer, her pounding head driving her mad already. With a sigh she looked around Clint's apartment remembering the events of the night before, rolling her own eyes at her stupidity. Another groan slipping through her dry lips recalling the events that led up to her throwing herself at him. Tossing the blanket off herself, she quietly used the bathroom, gathered her things up and taped a note to his door, before slipping through it.
She leaned against the wall, knocking on her brother's door, her eyes having a problem of staying open.
"Aren't you just a morning ray of sunshine," Sugar laughed opening the door for Onyx.
"Shut it Sugar, and what are you doing at my brother's place? Never mind I don't need to know," she said on second thought seeing one of her brothers old shirts on her. "Where is my brother?" She asked, not seeing him in sight, able to see his bedroom is empty from where she stood.
"Bathroom getting ready for a brunch date," Sugar told her, pointing to the half open door.
"How can one be so chipper this early?" She muttered walking the short distance to the bathroom.
"You look like shit," Jeff laughed, seeing her in the mirror. She flipped him off, walking further into the small bathroom, sitting on the toilet with the lid down. "I am happy you're alive and all but I am pissed that you just took off like that, not giving anyone a heads up. And shit take your phone next time," he sternly told her, not raising his voice to torture her anymore than he already is, holding the razor in hand to get a good look at her.
"Be pissed at me Jeff because I am pissed at you," she shot at him. He gave her a what in the hell are you talking about look. "Do you really think I would show back up to my place when you thought it would be okay to invite my ex? I have no problem with you and him being buddies and whatnot, but for fucksakes don't invite him to my place to hang out," the venom in her voice softening up the more she spoke.
"What are you talking about? I didn't invite Hunter for that exact reason, Onyx. I would never do that to you," he told her being honest. Hunter would never come before his sister.
"Then how did he know about the party? And you're telling me he didn't show up?" She questioned, her head hurting from more than just the amount of alcohol she drank the night prior. Jeff shook his head, filling his empty coffee mug with water, handing that and a bottle of aspirin to her. She smiled in thanks dumping two in her hand.
"He must have overheard when I was telling the guys about it and no he didn't show up and if he did he would have been tossed out on his ass. That is your home and he isn't welcome there," he assured her, going back to shaving. "Does Seb know you're okay as one can be while dealing with a hangover?" He asked.
"No," she sighed, placing the mug on the bathroom counter. "Phones at home, remember?" She asked him, making him chuckle. "It would have been like him to show up there like that. I hate that he is able to do things like that."
"You really need to talk to him about things. Explain to him that he hurt you, tell him why after a year of dating you weren't ready to move in with him. Make amends the best you can. Get closure from him so you can move on fully and nothing will be standing in your way, Onyx," he told her, giving her some brotherly advice.
"I'll think about it," she told him, standing up. "If you don't hear from me Seb killed me," she joked. "Have fun at brunch," she laughed lightly, moving past him. Jeff laughed and went back to getting ready for the day ahead with Sugar.
"Muffin for the walk home?" Sugar asked, pointing to the muffins on the counter. "There is blueberry, chocolate chip and cinnamon apple," Sugar stated pointing to each one.
"When did you find time to bake muffins?" Onyx questioned, taking one of each. One for the walk home, one for Seb and one to enjoy later, except Sugar had other ideas, shoving a container in her hands.
"Take as many as you want," Sugar smiled at her.
"Will do and Sugar, you get up by far too damn early," she said, shaking her head. "Call me when you're done with my brother and we can figure out a time to hang out this week," she stated. Sugar nodded, heading to Jeff's room to get ready herself, a stop at her place would be needed before going to brunch.
Walking home was more painful than she would have liked, too many car horns going off and an alarm system on a car a street over. She should have went back to Clint's and fell asleep on the couch again letting her hangover pass that way.
Walking through her front door she frowned seeing the brunette sitting on the couch, wrapped up in one of Seb's hoodies from college, cradling a cup of coffee in one hand, lost to what she had going on on her phone. She turned her attention to the kitchen where her best friend paced from one end to the other, not noticing her presence as of yet.
"Anxious Sebby?" She questioned, sitting the container of muffins on the table, getting her best friend to turn sharply on his heel, pulling her into a bone crushing hug.
"I thought something happened to you. I called every hospital multiple times since last night. Called the police station to see if you ended up in jail. You were nowhere, Onyx. Do you know how scared I was that I might have lost my best friend?" He prompted, pulling away from the hug, his hands on her shoulders to hold her in place.
"Saying sorry won't fix it, but I am truly sorry, Seb. I didn't mean to make you freak out," she sighed. "I had plans of coming back last night, but I had a run-in with Hunter and I thought Jeff invited him last night and I didn't want to deal with him here, so I went back to Clint's and my phone was here and I was so pissed that Jeff would do something to that degree that calling to let you know slipped my mind," she rushed out in an explanation.
"I get it I do," he calmly told her. "But for the record, I wouldn't have let Hunter into our home. Are you forgetting that I have never been friends with him? I only tolerated him for you. He knows better than to show up here. You never have to run away from your home, Onyx," he assured her, feeling bad that she would think something like that.
"I know," she smiled weakly. "We good?" She questioned. "I did bring muffins. Blueberry, choco chip and apple cinnamon. Sugar made them and wouldn't let me leave with the three I wanted."
"We're good, just don't do it again," he warned.
"I'll do my best," she smiled. Glancing to the living room. "I'm going to freshen up and you can introduce me to your little friend there," she motioned with her head.
"If you returned last night, I wouldn't have to do so now," he jabbed back. She rolled her eyes, walking to her room with a muffin.
Coming out in clean clothes that consisted of a light blue cotton shorts and a white tee shirt she sat in the chair, facing her friend and the relative stranger she knew from stories Seb told her and the one minute conversation they had. She pulled her hair into a messy bun atop her head, she would take a shower once she got a few more hours of sleep, her bed waiting for this little meeting to be over with.
"I finally meet the mysterious Onyx," Mikki stated, realizing Seb was making no move to introduce them, enjoying the awkwardness that filled the room.
"I get to meet the enchanting Mikki," Onyx smiled, curling her feet up underneath her in the chair. "You really don't have a problem with Seb being best friends with me? Most people find it weird," she stressed. She had to know for herself if Mikki really is okay with them being friends.
"I would be a hypocrite if I wasn't okay with this. Seb has told me how you guys have been nothing more than friends since the day you started being friends. I am not going to come in and ruin the friendship it took you two years to create or miss out by giving him an ultimatum, he will pick you every time. I am more than okay with this," she explained, lacing her fingers with Sebastian's.
"Your best friend is a guy?" She questioned, seeing she had a little in common with her best friend's girl, then she previously thought.
"He is a guy," she smiled. "Been friends with him since we were 6 and he moved next door to me with his mom," she easily explained.
"So you know what it's like to have a boyfriend jealous and really insecure about things because they think you're out hooking up with your best friend behind their back?" She questioned, shaking her head.
"All the time. Though it is nice with Seb and him not thinking that because he does get it," she smiled sweetly at Seb.
"If everyone could find a guy like Seb," she smiled. "The annoying git he can be," she teased.
"Annoying?" Seb laughed. "You sure you're not talking about yourself?" He joked back.
"I brought you muffins and I do hope that you offered them to Mikki, can't have her dumping you because you lack manners," Onyx grinned, sticking her tongue out. "My head is still killing me so I will leave you two alone and Mikki it was lovely to meet you maybe we can do lunch this week and really get to know each other without this bonehead being around," she suggest, with a sweet smile for Seb.
"I would like that," Mikki agreed. "We'll sort it out later." Onyx nodded getting to her feet. "And it was fantastic to meet you as well, Onyx," Mikki told her. "Wouldn't believe the stories Seb tells of you," she grinned.
"They all have perfectly good reasons behind them all, I assure you," she grimaced, hating to know what stories in her past Seb told her about. "Much like the stories he says about you. We'll compare notes later and I will gladly give you every detail that he refuses to tell you about himself. I do know everything," she smirked, sending a wink, walking to her room to have a look at her phone as she avoided doing so when she first got home. Seeing there is nothing new from after she got home and from the person she was looking forward to the most on having a message from, she sighed, pulling the blanket over her head, to fall asleep.
"Where'd Seb go?" She asked with a yawn, feeling so much better after getting a few more hours of sleep, her head not hurting nearly as much. She did find it weird that her best friends girlfriend sat alone in the apartment. Sighed to herself seeing the little bit of cold coffee left over. She quickly got busy making herself a new pot of coffee, opting out of using the keurig they had in the corner. She needed more than one cup of coffee.
"Helping a neighbor out," Mikki shrugged moving to stand at the kitchen counter separating the kitchen and living room. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Mikki asked, seeming to be a bit nervous in whatever it is she had to say.
"Yeah, sure," Onyx said, placing her coffee mug on the counter by the now brewing coffee, stepping closer to where Mikki stood.
"You really had him worried last night, he didn't sleep at all because you were out all night being reckless. I don't doubt your friendship with him, but I do question whether or not you're a good influence on him. I don't like watching him worried for hours on end because he can't get a hold of you or figure out where you went to."
"You can stop there, Mikki. I get that you care for him, but he is a brother to me, my best friend and sure I can be a bad influence on him and vice versa. I look out for him and he looks out for me. If you can't get along with me, you won't be with him any longer. And I really want to like you, Mikki. Last night was a one off. My head was all over the place after having a run in with my ex who I just broke it off with not even a week ago, who I found in his office on our one year anniversary banging his current fling on his desk. So am I a bad friend for Seb? No, I am not. Did I have a bad night? Yes. Will I stop being Seb's friend, not in a million years," Onyx told her with a straight face. "I am pleased to know that you are this concerned with Seb's happiness, makes me happy that he has you, Mikki," she smiled, turning back to her coffee.
"Thanks," Mikki said slightly confused. "Just remember that people care about you. And it sucks you went through that with your ex, just don't treat those that love you like crap because of it," Mikki stated, walking to Seb's room.
The second she poured her coffee adding in enough sugar and creamer to her taste, Seb walked through the door, frowning when he didn't see his girlfriend.
"Relax I didn't run her off. And you best not either, I really like her. She cares about you, that is all I need to know," she smiled taking her coffee into her room.
"What did you do to get Onyx to like you in ways she has never liked the girls I dated?" Seb asked with a laugh standing in the doorway of his room.
"We had a conversation that is all you need to know," she smiled, motioning for him to join her on the bed.
"It's a relief to know that I won't have to worry about blood shed," he laughed.
"Nope none of that. There might be times we don't see eye to eye though, but I think before too long we will be friends and I will be getting all this info about you," she teased.
"I don't doubt it," Seb laughed.