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Ch.32 I Don't Get Drunk, I Get Awesome
7:34 a.m.
Chris slipped a clean shirt over his head. He had just gotten out of the shower and was quietly getting dressed, careful not to make any noise so he wouldn't wake up Yelena. He had an appearance to go to in the next hour and he was late, so he was in a bit of a rush. After he was fully dressed, he crept over to the bed where the brunnett was sleeping soundly and sat on the edge beside her. He spent the night in her room and they hadn't dosed off to sleep until the early morning and after a quickie before he finally got out of bed, she was out like a light. Poor thing. He really had tired her out. Placing a small kiss on her bare shoulder, he swept the halo of hair from her face before kissing her softly on the forehead. She let out a soft moan, but did not wake. Chris felt like he could watch her sleep forever, but with a quick glance at his phone, he knew he had to leave her. He brushed his lips to her forehead one last time before leaving without a sound.
Yelena was roused out of her slumber four hours later by a knock on her door. She sat up with a yawn, noticing that the bed was empty next to her. She slipped out of bed, wrapping herself in the sheet and went to open the door.
"Rise and shine, bella dermiente. I brought you lunch. Where are your clothes?" Rosa said, cheerfully as she came in, a bag from Panera Bread in hand.
Yelena shut the door behind her and followed her into the living room area.
Rosa dropped the bag on the coffee table. The bed could be seen from couch. The Latina took in the sight of the rumpled sheets. Both pillows were dented and she spied a empty box of condoms on the nightstand along with a handful of torn wrappers on the floor Whirling around around, she sent a cheeky smirk at the brunnett
Yelena bowed her head to hide her blush. She knew that Rosa was no fool and could put two and two together and come to a conclusion of what had happened in this room
"Don't say it" Yelena said, covering her face
"You slept with someone last night?" Rosa asked "Who was it? Anyone I know?"
"I'd rather not say" Yelena said, going over and picking up the condom wrappers and box, throwing them in the trash
"Oh come on! You can tell me! I won't tell anyone, I swear"
"I would, but he doesn't want everyone to know. We're not technically together"
"Ahh. So it's just sex?"
"Just sex." Yelena agreed
Rosa grinned at her and Yelena couldn't help but to grin back
"Is the sex good?" Rosa couldn't resist asking
"Mind blowing" Yelena admitted
"Then that's all that matters" Rosa laughed
They ate and watched TV and halfway through an episode of "Keeping Up With the Kardashians", Rosa's phone rang. She picked it up off of the coffee table, glancing at the I.D before rolling her eyes and putting it back
"Is that your fiancé?" Yelena asked
"Yup." Rosa said, spearing a piece of lettuce from her salad with her fork
Her phone continued to ring for the next hour until she finally shut it off
"So do you want to go out with me tonight? Just us?" Rosa asked
"Sure, but why just us?"
"No reason. I just want to let loose without any judgement. Let me warn you: I have lot of steam to blow off and I'm planning on getting shitfaced"
Yelena found it a bit weird that she did not want to invite any of the other girls, but chose to ignore it
"Sounds like a plan"
They were beyond shitfaced. And they were also dancing on top of the bar, grinding on each other to the loud music pulsing through the club. Rosa had pumped Yelena with Vodka the minute they arrived and they hadn't stop drinking since
"Omigod" Rosa slurred as the stumbled to the car. It was three a.m. "I am sooooooo drunk" she giggled
They were leaning heavily on one another for support on their wobbly legs
"I know!" Yelena giggled back "I can't drive back like this we'll... we're gonna crash"
"Who are we going to call?" Rosa asked as they got into the car
"Ohhh, I know! I know! Wait let me" she muttered climbing into the backseat of the SUV. She miscalculated her hand's landing and fell onto the cramped space of the floor below with a squeal, earning another round of giggles from them both. Locating her phone, she dialed the familiar number
"Hello?" a sleepy voice answered
"Phiiiiiil" Yelena sing songed
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Punk asked
"Not a clue Philly Boy."
"Are you drunk?" Phil asked
"Maybe just... just a little bit." she slurred
"I don't get drunk, I get awesome!" Rosa giggled as she snatched the phone "Phiiiiiiil! Philly philly mo milly! Banana fanna fo dilly! Me mi mo rilly! PHILLY!" she sang loudly into the receiver, making him wince "We're wasted. Get your sexy ass out of bed and come get us!"
Phil snorted. Rosa must be pretty damn drunk "Where are you?" Phil asked
They gave him the directions as best as they could in their drunk state. Punk ended up having to google the club and found the place himself
"Are you in the car?"
"Yes" Rosa said
"Okay go back inside. I don't want you near a car right now. Go inside and I'll find you when I get there."
"Okay bye Phil! I love you soooooooo much" Rosa said
"I love him more!" Yelena said, snatching the phone back "I love you Philly" she cooed
"I love you too Yelena. I'll see you in a bit"
They hung up and Phil sighed heavily, flipping on the lamp on the nightstand
Mike, who was sleeping in the second bed, groaned, shielding his eyes
"Turn off the light you douchebag!"
"Get up you big oaf. We have to go get Yelena and Rosa" Phil said, sliding on a shirt and stuffing his feet into a pair of sneakers
"Why?" Mike asked
"Because they're drunk and I don't want either of them driving."
"Why can't they call a cab?" Mike groaned, turning over to go back to sleep, but Punk grabbed one of his fancy lotions off the dresser and chucked it at him
"Ow, son of a bitch! Alright alright, I'm up you dick!" he shouted, throwing the cover back
Ten minutes later, they found the club. Once inside, Phil scanned the crowd for the pair
"Phil" Mike said
"What man?"
"I think I found them" Mike snorted, pointing towards the bar
Sure enough, there was Yelena and Rosa, dancing ontop of the bar. they pushed their way though the thick crowd. When they got to the bar, Mike and Phil had to literally mow their way through the men gathered around them. Punk inwardly groaned at the sight before him. Laying on the bar was Yelena and on her stomach was a cube of jello and a lime was wedged in between her teeth. On top of her was a very drunk Rosa and some random guy was about to take a shot off of Yelena. As he was about to go in for the kill and take the wedge of lime from her, Punk sprung into action
"Grab Rosa" he called to Mike
Punk grabbed the guy by the collar "Take a walk pal" he said, shoving him. He and his buddies scurried off and Punk scooped photographer up while Mike tossed Rosa over his shoulder
"Put me down Michael!" she yelled, following it up with drunk curses in Spanish
"Phil! You're here! You're here! Put me down so I can get you a drink!"
"No no. I'm fine Lena. Let's get you back to the hotel" he said, grabbing her and Rosa's purse off the bar
Rosa struggled out of Mike's grasp and fell onto a blonde, spilling her drink on her white dress. Punk shot him a murderous glance as the blonde screamed at the Latina for ruining her dress and in a blink of an eye, all hell broke lose. Mike had to pry Rosa's hands out of the blonde's hair and he quickly threw her back over his shoulder, locking his arm around her legs
"LET ME GO MIKE, I'M GONNA CUT A BITCH" Rosa yelled
"Enough already!" Punk yelled, silencing her
Yelena was giggling like mad, which caused him to crack a smile "Don't laugh at her, she's a nutjob" he said, grinning when she laughed harder. She reached behind her and offered the Latina a high five over his shoulder. They arrived at the car and Punk placed Yelena in the back seat, buckling her in.
"Thank you Philly." she said, shooting him a drunk smile
Mike on the other hand, dumped Rosa into the back unceremoniously
"Mike, your such an-"
"Yeah yeah" Mike said, slamming the car door before she could finish
Punk startded the car and they were on their way. Rosa reached over the console and turned on the radio, cranking it up when it landed on a station playing Britney Spears's "Womanizer"
"No! No! No! Hell no!" Mike objected, flipping the station to heavy metal
Rosa turned it back and Mike reached to turn it back and a slap boxing match started
"Kids! Cut it out! I will stop the fucking car!" Phil yelled
They were silent for the rest of the ride. They arrived at the hotel and Punk opened the door to the back seat to find both girls asleep, Yelena's head in Rosa's lap. He unbuckled her and picked her up bridal style and Mike did the same. When they got to the elevator, Mike set Rosa on her feet, opting to let her lean on him
"Stick me with the heavy one" he said, rolling his eyes
"Fuck you Mizanin" Rosa mumbled
"Yelena." Punk said, setting her on her feet "Yelena" he said, shaking her gently "What floor are you on?"
"Six... or was it seven? I... I can't remember" she said, leaning on him and closing her eyes
"It's seven." Rosa told him
They rode the elevator up to the seventh floor and after getting the room number out of her, the foursome made it to the door
"Great, now where's your key?" Punk asked her
Yelena opened her purse sleepily and dug around the small bag for her key. When she didn't come across it, she dumped the contents onto the hallway floor
"Can't find it" she murmured
"Fantastic!" Mike laughed dryly "Rosa! Where's your room key?"
"I don't have one. I was staying with Yelena"
"Ugh fuck my life!" Mike groaned, making Rosa wince in protest at his loudness.
She went to Phil's side and wrapped an arm around him "I'm so tired"
Punk sighed, knowing that he had to let them crash with them for the night. He lead the two ladies back to the elevator and down to his floor. Once in their room, Phil gave both girls a shirt to change into. Once dressed, they immediately passed out on Mike's bed.
"What the hell, no way! Rosa! Short shit! Off my bed!" he said, shaking the Latina, who swung blindly at him before going back to sleep
"Mike, let them sleep" Phil told the Cleveland native
"Listen. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I have a signing tomorrow and the last thing I want to do is sleep in the same bed with you. You're face is not the first thing I want to see in the morning"
Punk went over to the bed and moved Yelena from Mike's bed to his "Now stop bitching and go to sleep"
"Gladly" Mike said, falling into bed
Punk shut off the light and slid into bed next to the small brunette.
She snuggled closer to him and he kissed her forehead
"Night Punk"
"Goodnight Yelena" he said, placing an arm behind his head. What a crazy late night adventure it had been. He was glad it was over and welcomed the sleep that was to come.
Rosa and Yelena fun! Thought you guys would like this one with Punk and Miz. Thanks for reading! Review!