a/n: special thanks to monpetiteange13 and RainbowShelby. You guys gave me a nice review and made me wanna continue.
I own nothing except the Awesome Sophie Riviera-Billings who can be a total bitch but still real effing cool
Photos of sophie's new look should be up...and also the ring with actual price :) Can't wait till Phil finds that out :D. anyways
Enjoy 3
Chapter 3: thats what you get for waking up in vegas.
"Ah Fuck." Sophie's exyes fluttered open to the back of someone's head. She felt the weight of someone on top of her as her vision cleared. She had been woken up by the sound of cups and cans falling along with a body. She got a glimpse of Alan walking by. It took a second for her to realize that the person on top of her was phil. His head was turned towards the bathroom and he was shirtless. Sophie's hand slowly felt down under the blanket to see if the rest of him was clothed. She felt his pants and underwear from the back still on but pulled down a bit. She finally began to get a sense of her whole body. Phil was in between her legs and under the pain she felt in her whole body, she felt it. Phil had fallen asleep...inside her. She groaned.
"Phil. Phil wake up you're in me." she mumbled. He made a slight noise.
"Phil!" she said a bit louder. Before he could even move Alan came screaming out of the bathroom tripping over the two. Sophie yelped as pain shot through her hips. as phil got smacked by alan's legs. Phil rolled a bit and she yelled even more.
"God dammit!" Phil said in pain. he looked down at sophie.
"Soph?" He removed himself from inside her eyes wider than hers. As alan was trying to regain himself, phil snapped off the condom under the covers and rolled over next to Sophie.
"What the fuck?" Alan started screaming as he tried to cover his exposed legs with his shirt.
"Control yourself, man. Goddamn, will you put on some pants?"
"Phil, do not go in the bathroom!" Alan said panicking.
"AI, just calm down. It's me." Alan continued to freak out.
"Phil, there is a tiger in the bathroom." Sophie covered her head with her hands and rolled into phil
"Please stop screaming..." She was barely audible.
"What's going on?" Came Stu from the living room area. He had been so quiet they didnt even know he was there.
"There's a jungle cat in the bathroom!" Alan screamed again trying to cover his penis as he danced around in fear. Phil asked Sophie if she was okay and stood up. She covered herself with the blanket so no one could see her.
"Okay, okay, Al. Al, I'll check it out." He assured Alan and walked towards the bathroom buttoning and zipping his pants.
"Don't go in. Don't go in, don't go in. Be careful. Don't, don't." Alan said over and over. Sophie lokked down as she slowly rubbed her sore inner thighs. her red cheekies were gone and all she had on was the red bra. looking out from under the blanket she found Stu's shirt and buttoned it on. sitting up she noticed her underwear on a nearby plant. she grabbed them and stood wobbly waiting for Phil to check out the bathroom. He barely got the door open when they heard the tiger growl. He immediately slammed the door.
"Oh! Holy fuck! He's not kidding!There's a tiger in there."
"No, there isn't." Stu said in disbelief. You could see the pain in his face.
"Yeah! It's big. Gigantic." Alan yelled. Sophie walked past Phil and Alan and sat down next to Stu.
"You okay, buddy? Sophie? You...um you good?" Phil asked as he found a blue button down. Sophie moaned.
"No. I am in so much pain right now." Stu said. Sophie could barely lift her head let alone open her eyes to look at phil.
"What do you think Phil..." Phil looked around trying to avoid eye contact.
"Goddamn. Look at this place..." He sat down as Stu started to get his usual worried look.
"I know. Phil, they have my credit card downstairs. I am so screwed. Um...Soph?" She looked up at him. before she could answer alan spoke up
"How does a tiger get in the bathroom? It almost killed me!" Phil grabbed a monster off the table and turned to look at Alan
"Hey, bro? You mind putting on some pants? I find it a little weird I have to ask twice." Alan looked around frantically.
"Pants at a time like this? I don't have any p..." Phil looked around then down at Sophie
"What the fuck happened last night... Woah...Sophie Your hair..." Sophie looked up at Phil him imediately.
"And your face! Your neck!" Stu said taken aback. She grabbed a silver tray off the table.
"What the fuck!" She said almost crying. Her hair was Blonde. Completely blonde. A stitched gash was at the top of her forehead and her lip was cut. Black and blue hickies dotted her neck.
"Are those Stitches? ow!" She touched her stitches. she whimpered as Phil touched her hair.
"Wow. Sexy!" She glared at him.
"Sexy! What the hell-" She stopped as she noticed hickies all over his neck...dark blue ones. they were worse than hers. then she noticed the bite mark.
"Someone bit your shoulder phil..." She pulled pack his collar. He cringed.
"Ow! my back burns!" She stood and leaned over to look down his back. There were claw like scratches all over. As she looked Stu looked closer as her butt.
"Sophie did you always have a heart shaped tattoo on your ass?" Both her and Phil turned to look at it.
"WHAT!" She tried to look down at it.
"I can't see the writing-what the!" Phil had grabbed her left hand.
"What the fuck is that!" he held it out. On her ring finger was a huge diamond ring. Her eyes widened.
"I GOT FUCKING MARRIED!" Stu looked at it.
"To who?" She glared at him.
"WHO DO YOU THINK! THE GUY I FUCKED LAST NIGHT!" She stormed into her room. the two sat in silence as Stu messed with his mouth.
"Hey, Phil, am I missing a tooth?" He lifted his upper lip.
"I can't... Oh, shit." Phil started laughing. Stu grabbed the tray sophie had and looked at his mouth.
"Oh, my God. My lateral incisor's... It's gone!" He started to freak out.
"It's okay. Okay, okay. Just calm down. We're fine. Everything's fine. Alan, go wake up Doug. Let's get some coffee and get the fuck out of Nevada before housekeeping shows." He seemed to be trying to reassure himself also. They heard Sophie scream from her bedroom.
"What am I gonna tell Melissa? I lost a tooth. I have no idea how it happened." Phil heard her call his name. he moved to go see what was wrong.
"You're freaking me out, man. I got a massive headache, okay? Let's just calm down. Ima go check on Soph." He stood up
"How am I supposed to calm down? Look around you!" Stu wined. Phil shook his head and went to sophie's room.
"Phil what the fuck!" She said crying. Since her comforter was in the hall, the bed had nothing but sheets that were all messed up and soiled.
"It that..." he looked down at the bed.
"Oh christ! Its jizz!" Sophie grabbed the unstitched side of her head.
"Phil! look at the Goddamn floor! I counted at least seven condoms! All of 'em are fucking broken!" Phil tried not to show his glee.
"We fucked 8 times! holy shit!" Sophie smacked him
"You think thats great! That we make love again since high school and its drunk, in vegas and we dont remember?"
"Why did you say make love?" He said pulling her closer. She looked away.
"Oh sorry i mean fuck. we fuck again...a-anyway can you tell me what my ass says?" She turned around. Phil bent down and read it.
"Phil and Sophie forever. June 4th 2011. Thats last nights date. do you think we really got married?" Sophie shook her head.
"W-why do i have a tattoo! what about you!" He took off his shirt.
"Anything?" She looked him around. she stopped on his hip.
"Wait..." She spotted words. pulling down his pants a bit there was cursive black writing tattooed on his pelvis.
"Oh my God Phil! why is this here! how did you remember this!" He looked down.
"Remember what!" She read it out loud.
"Y el corazón no tiene cara
Y te prometo que lo nuestro
Nunca va a terminar
Y el amor vive en el alma" Phil closed his eyes. he knew what it meant. it was their song. The song they had their first dance to...the song they first made love to.
"And the heart has no face
And I promise you that our love
Is never going to end
And love lives in the soul
Soph..." He looked at her she shook her head. and went to put on some clothes. He watched her as she moved silently. not a word. not even a glance. He shook his head and left the room.
Coming out of her room he saw just alan and stu.
"Alan i thought you went to get doug!" Alan had wrapped a sheet around his waist.
"I did, he's not in there." Stu was still looking at his tooth.
"Did you check all the rooms?" Phil said looking around.
"Yeah, I looked everywhere. Plus, his mattress is gone." Sophie came out wearing skinny black jeans converse and a Runaways t-shirt.
"He probably went to the pool to get something to eat. I'll just call his cell." Phil said picking up his phone
"I look like a nerdy hillbilly." Stu cried still inspecting the bloody hole in his mouth.
"You lost your tooth?" Sophie said looking in his mouth. Phil dialed doug and a ring was heard in the room. Alan looked around and found doug's phone. Phil still kept calling as he watched alan answer.
"Hello?" phil looked right at him as Alan picked up
"Alan."
"Hey." Alan looked as if he wasn't talking to someone in the room. Sophie glared at him.
"It's Phil." Alan acted surprised.
"Oh, hey, Phi..." Thats when he got it.
"This is Doug's phone. This is Doug's phone." He hung up. Phil shook his head as they heard a baby cry. they all looked at each other.
"What the fuck is that?" Stu said starting to get upset? Sophie Got up and followed the noise. She opened a closet door and looked down
"Who the fuck leaves a baby in the closet! Did we take it?" Stu and the others came up behind her.
"Whose fucking baby is that?" Phil asked. Sophie reached down to grab its hand. Stu turned towards Alan.
"Alan, are you sure you didn't see anyone else in the suite?" Alan shook his head as he stared at the baby.
"Yeah, I checked all the rooms. No one's here. Check its collar or something." Stu reached down with sophie to comfort the baby.
"It's okay, baby." Phil Groaned.
"Stu, Soph, we don't have time for this. Let's go hook up with Doug,we'll deal with the baby later." Sophie stood up.
"What are you smoking meth! we're not gonna leave a baby in the room. There's a fucking tiger in the bathroom!" Sophie yelled at him.
"It's not our baby." Phil defended.
"Phil, She's right." Stu added.
"Yeah, I gotta side with Stu and Sophie on this one." Alan said waving at the baby.
"All right, fine. Okay, we'll take it with us. Could you at least just find some pants?" Phil motioned to Alan. Sophie approached him.
"You better hope for your sake after last night that we dont end up with one of those in 9 months...cause ill fucking kill you." Phil watched her walk away again.
"AND STOP STARING AT MY ASS!" Phil smiled as Stu came up next to him.
"I love when she's angry its so hot." Stu shook his head and left. once alan found some pants they left the villa and headed for the elevator. Alan found a baby carrier with the baby and strapped it to his chest. The stood on silence in the elevator
"Why can't we remember a goddamn thing from last night?" Stu said nursing his sore mouth. Sophie Gingerly touched her stitches.
"Because we obviously had a great fucking time. Why don't you just stop worrying for one minute. Be proud of yourself." Sophie shot him a look.
"Oh you should be proud of yourself dick." She shook her head. Stu turned around.
"Yeah what the hell is going on you two why were you together on the floor."
"We were next to each other! not together" Sophie said quickly. Alan piped in
"You guys were together I saw Phil on top of you like doug and tracy." They all looked at him.
"What? Alan the fuck-" Before Stu could ask him what he meant the elevator stopped and an older woman got on.
"Aww, He yours?" She looked at sophie
"Yepp! My husband and i love to take our bay with us on conferences!" she put a hand on phil's shoulder. She gave a warm smile.
"Oh, how cute. What's his name?" they all hesitated.
"Ben." Phil offered
"Carlos." Alan said sternly. Sophie and Phil looked at each other and asked
"Carlos? fuckin racist..." sophie mumbled. Phil was the only one that heard her and started laughing
Once they left the elevator Stu went to the front desk at the rest went to the pool. Grabbing a table, alan sat "carlos" down as Phil ordered a few juices and coffee. Sophie check through her phone.
"Oh fuck!" She yelled as she started through her photos.
"What?" Phil said leaning over.
"I have 4 photos of last night and a video..." she grimaced as she looked through the photos.
"And they are?" Phil tilted the phone towards him
"Oh my...damn!" He started laughing. she smacked him.
"Its not funny!" Sophie looked through the four photos again and again.
the first was an aerial shot of her and Phil making out, taken by her, with phil's hand tightly gripped on her boob. it looked like the back of a car but she couldnt tell what car it was. the next was of Sophie in the middle of the street with the back drape of her dress up over her head. she held her arms up like beavis did in the Mtv cartoon when he would play cornholio. her face showed she was clearly plastered and she gave an unattractive gimace that was supposed to be a smile. the next two photos were the same except now phil was trying to get in her dress. he continued to laugh as she flipped through the photos.
"Click the video! Click it!" Sophie moved her phone away.
"No! i dont want you to see it!" He fought her for the phone and won. He played the video. Sophie couldn't watch she looked away. phil immediately started laughing.
"I AM CORNHOLIO! I NEED PHIL FOR MY BUNGHOLE! YOU WANT TO SEE MY BUNGHOLE!" She instantly turned to see the video. it was her screaming in the street over the sounds of the guys laughing. Phil came up with a bottle of ceroc in his hand.
"Oh i wanna see it!" He fondled her in her dress.
"I AM CORNHOLIO! ¡QUIERO COGERLE TODA LA NOCHE!" She turned and kissed Phil roughly as the began to frantically make out.
"You're fucking face is hilarious! What the hell does that mean!" Phil asked between labored breaths. he couldn't stop laughing. Sophie put her head in her arms on the table. her stitches gave a twang of pain.
"I want to fuck you all night..." Phil laughed so hard he had to grab his sides. Sophie tried not to smile but it was pretty funny.
"Hey, Phil, look." They looked over at alan. He had taken the baby's hand and made it look like he was jerking off at the table.
"He's jacking his little weenis." Sophie gagged.
"Alan thats gross!" Phil gave a labored chuckle
"Pull yourself together, man." He took a sip of coffee and tried not to laugh at the video
"Not at the table, Carlos." Alan said laughing.
"I wanna watch it again!" phil reached for her phone. Sophie put it away.
"NO! touch my phone i cut your balls off." He smiled mischievously as Stu walked up with his make-shift ice pack.
"I looked everywhere. Gym, casino, front desk. Nobody's seen Doug. He's not here."
"He's fine. He's a grown man. Seriously, Stu, you gotta calm down. Here, have some juice." Phil put juice infront of him. Stu took one look and vomited. Sophie looked away as Phil shook his head and tried to move on and not baby stu.
"Okay. All right. Let's just track this thing. What's the last thing we remember doing last night?" they all tried to think.
"Well, the first thing was we were on the roof...and were having those shots of Jäger." Alan answered. Stu wretched. Sophie laughed at him
"And then we ate dinner at The Palm. Right? And then we played craps at the
Hard Rock, and I think Doug was there.
""That sounds right...No, no. He definitely was." Phil started writing things down. Stu Shook his head.
"You know what, guys? I don't even remember going to dinner." Sophie went through her texts.
"I dont even remember leaving the roof...FUCK!" She scrolled through her texts.
"What the fuck? I don't think I've ever been this hung-over." Phil said throwing the pen down.
"After the Hard Rock, I blacked out. It was like emptiness." Alan said laughing. Stu gestured to Sophie's phone
"Fuck what?" Sophie looked up at him.
"I texted melissa last night..." Stu's eyes widened.
"You did WHAT!" He took her phone.
"Relax none say vegas! and theyre all auto-corrected. just tell her i got drunk wine tasting..." Stu scrolled through them making panic noised.
Sophie: HEY MELLISSA! GUEESSS WHHAT!
The Bitch: The fuck do you want is Stu okay?
Sophie: Stu's fine cunt i just wan you to knoe i fcking hate your goddamn souless asslless peice of shit ASS!
The Bitch: FUCK YOU LOOSE MY FUCKING NUMBER SKANK!
Sophie: Oh I soooo will. You knoww i bet youu fuckked satatn you lil demon and he gave u a body to come to erth in! haha! i got it thats it! TAKE CARE NOW BYE BYE BITCH! oh bnext time i se eyou IMA KICK YOUR ASSSSSSSSSSSSSS. 3
The Bitch: fuck you...
Stu handed the phone back as phil intercepted it and cracked up laughing.
"Why is melissa in your phone as "the bitch"" Sophie shrugged.
"Cause she is..." Stu gave her a WTF look.
"Seriously...youre the bitch." Sophie smiled and flicked him off.
Phil waved his hands in the air.
"Okay Moving on! We have up until 10 p. m...so that gives us a 12-hour window where we could have lost him." Alan pulled something out of his pocket.
"What is this?" Stu took it from him.
"Oh, my God. That is my tooth! Why do you have that? What else is in your pockets?" Alan started checking. Phil sat up.
"This is a good thing! No. Check your pockets. Check your purse." He motioned to Sophie. She opened it. immediately she got a whiff of vomit and tequila.
"Fuck! I threw up in my own purse!" She grabbed a knife and poked around inside in the side pocket was her ipod, untouched by vomit.
"Well looks like about 500 bucks covered in vomit... a phone number sharpied on a napkin...and my Ipod..." She slopped the napkin down as Stu wretched again and phil turned away.
"Gimme the pen." Phil handed it to her and she re-wrote the number. Phil turned to Stu.
"Do you have anything?" Stu took out a receipt.
"I have an ATM receipt from the Bellagio. 11:05 for $800! I am so fucked." Alan pulled out a valet ticket.
"I have a valet ticket from Caesars. looks like we got in at 5:15 a.m."
"Oh, shit. We drove last night?" Phil said covering his face. Alan chuckled.
"Driving drunk. Classic!" Stu gave a sarcastic laugh as Alan pointed to Phil's wrist.
"What's on your arm? Sophie has one too!" They looked at their matching wristbands.
"What the fuck is that?" Phil said reading it. Sophie moaned.
"What the hell!" She slipped it off. and looked at it more closely.
"Jesus, Phil? Soph? You guys were in the hospital last night."
"I guess so, yeah." Sophie looked at him
"You guess so?"
"You guys okay?" Alan asked concerned.
"Yeah, Alan. we're fine." Phil answered picking up sophie's
"What the hell is going on?" Stu asked genuinely freaked.
"Well, Stu, Stu, this is a good thing. We have a lead now!" Phil slipped his off too.
"Hey, Stu, watch this." Alan started up with the baby jerking again.
"You ever seen a baby do that?" He said with a big smile. Stu laughed at first them shook his head.
"Dude, Alan, not cool." They tried to get some of their drinks down and went out fron of Caesars. Phil checked the ticket with the lady at the valet desk as the other three waited at the curb.
"So, uh, are you sure you're qualified to be taking care of that baby? Sophie why don't you have the baby?"
"What 'cause im a girl i gotta be the one to take care of the kid fuck that. Alan wanted the baby he gets the baby!" She folder her arms and put her sunglasses on. Alan looked at Stu.
"What? I've found a baby before." Sophie's mouth hung open.
"You found a baby before?" Stu asked shocked.
"Yeah." Alan assured him
"Where?" He asked incredulously
"Coffee Bean." Sophie jerked her head back
"What?"
"Wait, what?" Stu shook his head in disbelief and even more shock. Phil walked up with the valet ticket.
"Hey, Phil? I don't think Doug would want us to take the Mercedes." Alan said concerned. Phil waved him off.
"Relax, we'll be careful."
"My dad is crazy about that car. He left Doug in charge..."
"Alan. We got bigger problems here. Doug could be in the hospital, he could be hurt. Let's worry about the car later." Sophie turned to Phil with a scared look when he said that.
"I-i'm sure he's okay" he reassured her. Stu looked up to the roof.
"Uh, guys? Check it out." Workers were trying to hoist a mattress off a statue.
"Is that the mattress from Doug's room?" Alan asked staring up at it.
"What the fuck?" Sophie and Phil said simultaneously. Phil walked up to another guest.
"Hey, man, what's going on here?" He pointed to the bed.
"Some asshole threw his bed out the window last night." The guy said as he loaded up his car. Sophie laughed.
"Dead Ass?" She looked at the guy.
"Yeah. Some guys just can't handle Vegas." Stu gave a sarcastic laugh as the guy left.
"Oh, God." He covered his face. Phil comforted him.
"It's gonna be okay, Stu."
"How the hell did we manage that?" Phil asked looking back up at the mattress. Suddenly a cop car came to a screeching stop in front of them. the Valet got out.
"Here's your car, officers." He walked over to them.
"Oh, God. All right, everybody act cool. All right, don't say a word. Come on, let's just get in and go." Phil said opening the passenger side door for sophie.
"Stu, you got a five?"
"No." he walked towards the cop car.
"I'll hit you on the way back." Phil said getting in the drivers seat. without noticing Alan coming towards him Stu opened the back door and hit the baby. He immediately started crying.
"Oh, my God. Oh, my God! You just nailed the baby!" Stu bend down to make sure he was all right. Alan just looked at him.
"Are my glasses okay?" Stu got in the car.
"Your glasses are fine, dick!" Phil started up the engine and pulled into traffic.
They sat in traffic for what seemed like forever before anyone spoke.
"This is so illegal." They heard from the back seat. Phil looked at him in the rear view mirror.
"Can't you see the fun part in anything Stu?" Stu looked around.
"Yeah, we're stuck in traffic in a stolen police car...with what is sure to be a missing child in the back seat. Which part of this is fun?"
"I think the cop-car part's pretty cool." Alan chimed in.
"Thank you, Alan. It is cool!" Sophie smiled.
"Doug would love it." She said turning to Stu. He gave a quiet sarcastic laugh face. Phil honked at traffic.
"Come on! Check this out." He started to turn the car towards the sidewalk with the sirens on.
"Oh, no. No, Phil! No, Phil. Don't do this!" Stu screamed from the back seat.
" Take it easy." Phil said as he drove slowly through pedestrians.
"Just try to call more attention to us asshole!" Sophie said slapping him. Phil turned on the loud speaker.
"Attention, please. Move out of the way. I repeat, please disperse." Stu apologized out the window to the people.
"Phil, stop the car, I wanna get out. Stop the car, I wanna get out. Stop the car, I wanna get out. Pull over." He repeated over and over.
"Ma'am, in the leopard dress..." Phil stopped to look at her as he announced.
"...you have an amazing rack." Sophie smacked him and cussed in spanish. Stu continued to scream.
"Get off the sidewalk! Get off the sidewalk! Get off the sidewalk!" Alan just laughed. Phil turned back onto the clear road.
"I should have been a fucking cop!" He said smiling.
"You should have been a vigilante you fucking prick." Sophie mumbled to him.
"I'm sorry what did you say? Yeah just shut up kay Beaner?" She laughed.
"Fuck you Wenneck."