Hey guys! My dad and mom are out right now, so I'm typing this chapter up. This idea has been in my head for a while now! Oh, and I hit 30 and over reviews! YAY-ME! Anyways, a special thanx to: Kayleigh, and Klarissa Simpson, Midnights-AM-Child, Heart-All Around-321, and Totally Techna for supporting me, AND can't forget about my AWESOME reviewers! Thx to everybody who reviewed! Oh, and if u saw "Wreck-It-Ralph" Say so because that movie is friggin AWESOME! Anywayz, on to the story!
Rated "T" for mentioned alchohol and bars.
Love Is A Journey: Chapter 8-My Messed Up Life
Stella had just arrived at the biggest bar in Gardenia, "Drink 'Til Ya Drop". She had convinced herself that she would be doing Brandon, Bloom, and Sunny a 'favour' if she went out for just a little pity drink.
Stella walked into the bar, the song 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' blasting in her ears, going straight to the counter to the left of her, and sitting down at the third to last seat. This is where I used to come with the gang whenever we felt like just having fun, Stella thought to herself, before calling to one of her best friends, Maya Voleria Le`Fleour, who worked at the bar. Maya was part African/French/Brazilian, and Indian, with a hint of Bohemian. She had reddish/blondish hair, with brown highlights in it. Her skin was dark in color, the exact color between chocolate and dark chocolate. She was wearing a dark red belly shirt that had a very low V-neck, giving the men something to look at. She wore a skirt so short that when she moved you could see her skinny lil thang. (LOL! I have a skirt like that!)
"Stella! Long time no see, sister!" Maya exclaimed, hugging Stella as best as she could over the bar counter.
"Yea, like, OMHP!(Oh My Harry Potter!)It's been waaayyy to long, giirrrllll, ok?" Stella replied, her voice getting sassy when she said Girl.
"I know, right?!" Maya screamed over the music."So anyway, what brings you to DTYD (Drink 'Til Ya Drop)? Maya asked.
"Oh, you know, just wanted to have a drink! I mean, that is what bars are for, right?" Stella said, lying through her teeth.
Maya gave her a Look. "Stella, I've known you for seven years, and by now, I would've thought you'd have know better than to lie to me, because, knowing you, you haven't gone to a single bar 'Just To Have A Drink' since Sunny was born. So, tell me the truth, what's really the matter?" Maya asked, seeing right through Stella's lie.
"OK, you caught me! You wanna know what's the matter? Ok, I'll tell you what's the matter! Bloom broke her promise not to talk to Brandon, and she met with him anyways! And you wanna know what they talked about?" Stella screamed at Maya, taking a short pause.
"You?" Maya guessed.
"They talked about me! Me! ME! The whole reason they met up was because they wanted to talk about Me! She freaking betrayed me! You want to know what Brandon asked Bloom for?" Stella paused,yet again.
"Your phone number?" Maya guesed again.
"My freaking phone number! Can you believe it? My phone number! How retarded is that? Superretarded, that's how! After that, Bloom ran all the way to my house to tell me what she did..." Stella's voice softened as she realised that her friend was being a good friend when she ran all the way to her house just to tell her what happened.
"I'm an awful person, aren't I?" Stella whispered to Maya. "I ended my friendship with Bloom because I thought she had betrayed me, when in fact, she was being a good friend." Stella was now crying a few tears.
"Wait, wait, wait! You guys aren't f-f-friends anymore?" Maya stuttered with shock. "You guys have been friends since you found her here!" Maya screamed, "T-t-t-this i-i-is j-j-j-j-just m-m-m-messed u-up!"
"Stelle, wait here. I'm going to go and get my break, and grab two bottles of Vodka, one for you, and one for me. Just...just wait here, OK?" Maya said to a silent Stella, who only nodded her head, before Maya ran to the back to get her break, and the Vodkas.
Maya soon came back, with four bottles of Vodka in hand. "I thought we could use some extra. I get two, you get two, OK? Now lets get started on this Vodka, and find ourselves some men!" Maya exclaimed with a mischevious smile on her face.
Stella grinned, and said to Maya, "Do you have some clothes I could borrow?" since Stella was still dressed in her work clothes, which consisted of some black leather pants, a black polo, and some black convereses, plus her name tag, because she worked at a roller rink that was kinda far from the bar.
"Yeah I have the perfect outfit! Let me go get it from my locker!" Maya said over her shoulder, as she ran to her locker. She came back within three minutes with some clothes.
"Here! Go put this on so we can start get our party on!" Maya said to Stella, shoving a black Dereon mini-skirt, a gold and black belly-shirt that ended-just barely-underneath her chest, and that hung out her chest quite...nicely, some 10" gold, closed-toed strappy heels,and to make Stella look more cheetahlicious (SORRY! Couldn't resist saying that! :D)some fishnets, in her hands.
"I'll look like a stripper!" Stella whispered fiercely to Maya.
"Are you calling me a...stripper?!"Maya whispered back, just as fiercely.
"No...!" Stella trailed off.
"Uh-huh! Now just get changed!" Maya whispered to her,disbelief in her voice.
"No...I'll still look like a str-"Stella started, but stopped when Maya gave her a Look that said 'Don't finish that sentence. If you do, you're dead.'
"GEEZ! OK,OK, I'm going, I'm going!" Stella screamed over her shoulder, running to the nearest bathroom.
Maya ended up abandoning Stella as soon as she saw the first hottie that walked past them.
"That was a lost cause." Stella muttered to herself.
On the way back to her seat, she bumped into someone.
"Oh, no, I am so sorry!" Stella exclaimed, picking herself up off the floor so she could help the man up.
"No, no, it was my fault!" The man exclaimed, grabbing the offered hand gratefully. "I'm Brandon."
"I-i'm Stella, Stella Solaria." Stella shook his hand fiercely, stunned by his hotness, not noticing that Brandon looked strangely like the guy that dumped her for a witch.
"Here, let me buy you a drink, as my way of apologizing for knocking you over."
"But it was my fault!" Stella exclaimed.
"It was my fault, Stella!"
"But it was my fault, Brandon!"
"You know what, this is stupid. Just...just let me buy you a drink, so we can stop this stupid fight, OK?" Brandon said to Stella, exasparation in his voice.
"Fine! Buy me the dang drink!" Stella yelled at him.
"OK. What do ya want?" Brandon asked cheerfully, all exasparation gone from his voice.
"Some martinis, please!" Stella requested.
"You heard the lady! Some martinis. Quick! Add some double shots to the order!" Brandon demanded of the bartender.
"Coming right up!" The bartender told Brandon, then got to mixing the drinks.
"So, where you from?" Brandon asked Stella, trying to make conversation.
"I'm not really sure."Stella said, lying through the skin of her teeth. Of course I know where I'm from! I'm the princess of Solaria!, Stella thought.
"We moved a lot when I was little."Stella explained, making it up right on the spot, upon seeing Brandon's confused face.
"Ohhhh...that makes more sense." Brandon says thoughtfully, the confused look gone from his face.
"Yea..."
The bartender then gave them their drinks. Stella took a gulp of her martini, finishing it off quickly. She did this to all her martinis, which were a total of twenty. Brandon did nothing to stop her. Matter-of-fact, he joined her, drinking all his double shots, which where twenty glassess, just like Stella's martinis.
"You know wwwwhhhhhaaaattttt! IIIII'mmmmmm boooorrrrreeeeedddddd!" The drunk Stella screamed at Brandon. After they had finished their drinks, Stella, who had been tipsy at the time, went to claim her Vodka, because she wanted to drink some more. She had shared it with Brandon, both drinking straight from the bottle. Since they were both already tipsy, you could just imagine what those two bottles of Vodka did to them. All I can say, is that they'll have killer hangovers in the morning.
"Weeeeeellllll, I aaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm ttttoooooooo! Wanna go do ssssoooommmmmmeeeeeettthhhii innnngggg?" Brandon asked her.
"Ooooookkkkkkkkk!" Stella said, taking the hint. She followed Brandon to his car, both of them stumbling.
When Stella awoke in Brandon's flat the next morning, she quickly got out of there, not even caring that she didn't have a car with her. On her way out, she noticed a picture of her and Brandon hanging on his bedroom door. How did he-NOOOO! He, he...THAT'S Brandon Green! Stella finally saw how alike they looked. How could I have been so stupid! She scolded herself. She then ran out of there as fast as she could, which was slowly, because of her having to take breaks every few minutes because of her hangover. Surprisingly, her own flat was only two blocks away. When she got into her flat, she realized she hadn't picked up Sunny from school the day before.
No! My little ball of sunshine! What is wrong with me today! First, I do something with...BRANDON! then I forget about Sunny! I forgot about her, so that means...that means I'm a terrible mother! Stella screamed at herself in her head. She then grabbed her keys to her flat and car, went to the liquor store around the corner, picked up a bottle of Vodka, and Red and White wine, and popped open the bottle of Red wine, drinking it quickly. She drove to the one place where she knew no-one could find her.
"Hello?"she called out. "Is anybody here?!" She screamed out into the darkness, then bursting into a fit of giggles. On the way here, she had downed the whole bottle of Red and White wine, saving the Vodka for her special place. She was fully drunk by the time she got to where she was going.
Noody answers. She goes to sit down by the wall, walking very slowly, and wobbling slightly.
When she finally reaches the wall, she leans back against it. She starts sliding down the wall,her body racking with sobs.
"My life is so messed up!" She sobs to herself, taking a swig of Vodka.
"First I lose Brandon, then I lose Bloom, and now I might even lose Sunny!" She screams out in pain and anger. "Well I don't give a- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screams out, right before she hits the ground, the Vodka bottle slipping from her hand with a mind-shattering clash, her mind falling blank, as she passess out.
"Oh, my Stelle-Belle! How much I've missed you! Now I just need to get Sunny, and we'll be one big, happy family once again!" A voice whispers in her ear as the mysterious man picks her up and carries her out of the now empty alley.
Well guys! This was a very...eventful chapter! Took me two hours to write, possibly three! Anyways, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Thanks guys! Luv,
Denalia Lolovinski