A/N Drunken mouths speak sober minds and when an incident occurs at the club how exactly do you deal with it?

Randy walked into the club with the sole intention of getting so drunk he couldn't remember or feel a thing and get his mind off a certain teenage girl who helped destroy his car with the one man he hated the most.

"A round of vodka." He said once he'd gotten the bartenders attention knowing it would be something he'd regret later due to his violent tendencies under the influence of vodka.

Kaylee didn't care that she was tipsy and grinding on someone she didn't know, she just went with what felt normal to her and was preparing to go and grab another drink.

"Hold on I'll be right back!" She called over the music as she pushed her way through the crowd to get back to the bar and produced her fake idea to get another rum and coke.

Randy's eyes traveled down the bar as he took in all the unfamiliar faces until he did a double take and nearly dropped his shot glass when his eyes landed on Kaylee who was watching the bartender make her drink and he wondered how the hell she managed to even get in here. His eyes took in what she was wearing, black boots, fishnet stockings, purple shorts and a green crop top covered with a neon green fishnet shirt. He watched as she made her way back onto the dance floor and disappeared into the swarm of moving bodies before turning his attention back to his drinks. She wasn't his responsibility anymore as badly as he wanted her to be because if she was neither of them would be at the same club.

"Hey handsome." A pretty black haired girl said to him as she came and sat on the bar stool next to him and ordered a drink.

"Not interested." Was all Randy said back and the girl gave him a dirty look before getting up and leaving him alone. He turned in his seat hoping to catch a glimpse of where the girl he was interested in had taken off too and he could faintly see her through the crowd with another man, her arms up and around his neck while his hung dangerously low on her waist , their bodies too close for Randy's comfort and all he seen was red as he watched what unfolded next.

"Kaylee's eyes were closed as she let the music move her and her dance partner held her close.

"What do you say we get out of here?" He whispered into her ear making her eyes shoot open.

"Listen that's not what I came here for." She said as she tried to get out of his hold but he gripped her tightly.

"Are you kidding? Look at the way you're dressed and way you dance. That says it all sweetheart." He said with a seductive smile that sent chills down her spine in a bad way.

"Let go of me." She said in a low dangerous tone as she tried to get her wrist out of the death grip he had on it.

"Mind if I cut in?" Randy slurred as he walked over holding a shot glass before smashing it against the other guys head. Kaylee looked up at him shocked before she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the club before both of them got arrested.

"What the hell is that matter with you!" She yelled once they were out on the streets.

"I was protecting you, okay?" He slurred as he put his arm over her shoulder and leaned almost all his weight on her making them both fall over sideways. Randy laughed like a little kid while Kaylee huffed and pulled him to his feet.

"Of course you're fucking drunk." She said as she rolled her eyes and dragged him along behind her so they could get back to the hotel.

"Why are you so mad? I'm gonna go back there and beat that guy up." Randy said and to Kaylee his voice reminded her of a kid in the 4th grade about to get in his first fight in the sandpit over his 4th grade crush.

"No you're not, we're going to go back to the hotel and you're going to bed." She said glaring at him. The last thing she wanted to do was deal with his drunken ass all the way back.

"But Kaylee I love you and he was going to hurt you." Randy said as he stumbled in front of her and placed his arms on her shoulders while looking at her.

"Ha! That's why when I begged you to help me when my uncle Paul was dragging me away you sat there and did jack shit?" She said as she pushed him backwards and watched as he stumbled and tried to maintain his balance.

"So I fucked up but you also wrecked my car and became friends with Daniel. You want me to get on my knees and beg your forgiveness? I'll do it!" He said before struggling to get on his knees and when he did he grabbed onto her to help keep himself from face planting. "Kaylee I'm sorry-" He began.

"Randy get up." She said when she heard him start crying while apologizing over and over again. "Get up!" She yelled not being able to handle the slobbering fool. She helped him to his feet before throwing his arm over her shoulders and helping him walk. As much as she was hurt by the man she couldn't stand seeing him in such a broken mess while he was drunk. The walk back was slow and silent as Randy did his best to focus on his walking so he wouldn't end up on the cement while taking the girl holding him with him.

"Alright wheres your room?" Kaylee asked once they'd made it into the brightly lit lobby that made them both groan and squint their eyes from the alcohol effect.

"Honestly I can't remember, just leave me here." He said as he let her go and walked over to a set of couches left out for people to sit on and laid down to go to sleep.

"Yeah, not happening." She said going over and shaking his foot. "Let's go I know where Phil's room is so you can stay with him over night." She said as she pulled him up and managed to get him into the elevator.

"I don't wanna room with Phil I wanna room with you. Phil's a guy and he doesn't have boobies." Randy said as his gaze instantly went down to the teens D cup breasts and she lightly smacked his cheek.

"And that is why you're not rooming with me ever." She said when the doors dinged open and she pushed him out into the hallway and lead him down to Phil's room.

"Have any room for a drunken idiot?" She asked when Phil opened the door with tired eyes and she felt bad for waking him up.

"No cause I'm rooming Colby and I know for a fact there is no way either of us is sharing a bed with another guy. I've seen broke back mountain man, no way." Phil cringed as he recalled the movie he'd mistakenly watched thinking it was something else.

"Well then I don't know who else will take him because he can't even remember where his own room is." Kaylee said getting frustrated.

"Just let me come with you." Randy said looking down at her and Phil gave her look as if telling her it would be the right thing to do.

"I swear if he does anything warranting a beating it's all coming back on you." She said getting a smile from both men as she glared up at them and sighed in defeat. "Let's go." She said dragging Randy across the hall to her room. She went into the bathroom to change and take off her make up and when she came back out Randy was sitting on the bed watching TV and looked completely docile.

"Tell me how a girl your age managed to get into a 21 and older club?" Randy asked once she'd passed in front of his vision.

"I've had a fake ID since I was about 17 Randy, why do you think my Uncle keeps me under lock and Key?" She retorted climbing into her own bed and, much to her dismay, Randy got off his temporary one and sat on hers.

"Well why aren't you in college or something?" He asked her and watched as she forced a chuckle.

"I tried going down the good path by going to college and making something of myself but bad luck always seems to follow me around." She said shaking her head at the memory.

"What happened?" Randy prodded and she glared up at him.

"I don't wanna talk about it." She said and to her surprise Randy gently caressed the side of her face.

"You can trust me." He said and she scoffed at that.

"You know I would trust you if you hadn't given up on me." She said as the anger rose in her voice and she seen the anger on his face.

"I didn't give up on you. I'm right here aren't I? And you don't know how many times I begged Paul to let me be the one to take care of you again but he said the deal was done and if I got involved any farther I wouldn't have a job." He yelled and Kaylee felt guilty but she pushed her feelings for randy to the back of her throat and swallowed them before they could make themselves known to him.

"Don't worry about it Randy, it wouldn't have worked out anyway." She said harshly before turning onto her side away from him and heard him curse before hitting the pillow beside her and she flinched before the bed sprung up as his weight lifted off it and the door slammed as Randy made his exit.