Jessie and I wake up to the sounds of moaning, screaming, yelling, crying and panting. "What the Hell?" Jessie asks in disbelief before taking the pillow and covering her ears with it. I look up and grin ear to ear, "I bet that's Angel and Husk getting it on." She scoffs at me and smacks me with the pillow, "ugh, you're such a pervert!"

She climbs out of bed and I notice that she's wearing a tank top with no bra and pajama shorts. I shake the naughty thoughts from my head. "What? Doesn't it sound like they're fucking?" She groans and looks at me with an annoyed expression on her face.

"Why do you have to make it sound so derogatory?" She bends over and slips on the socks that she had taken off last night. 'Oh. My. God... Lord PLEASE give me strength.'

I pray internally whilst staring at her huge, juicy, round, thick ass and curvy hips before my eyes make their way down her thighs. She stands up and starts to turn around and I immediately throw the covers over me and drop my hands in my lap to cover my involuntary erection. She raises an eyebrow up at me, "why are you being so weird?" I smile casually, "what do you mean?

I'm not being weird." She looks at me apprehensively before turning and walking to the bathroom, "you're a terrible liar, you know that, right?" She closes the door to the bathroom and locks it. "I'm not lying! I'm just stating the obvious."

She comes out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later. "Whatever, you stick to your story all you want but I still think you're acting weird." I grin at her and raise an eyebrow, "and you seem to be a bit cranky today." She blushes, "sorry. I guess I didn't get as much sleep as I was hoping to."

I shake my head at her and smile, "don't be. You're kind of hot when you're cranky." She blushes before grabbing her keys and opening the door," bye, D." She said in an annoyed tone but, I was honestly still trying to catch my breath. I let out a sigh and look in the direction of Husk and Angel's room, "I blame you two for this!"

I climb out of bed and open my dresser and pull out my clothes for today and carry them to the bathroom and then turn the shower on. Since Jessie had already left and went back to her room, I left the bathroom door open. I step into the walk in shower. There aren't any walls for this shower and it actually is reminiscent of the gymnasium locker rooms from high school. Enjoying the temperature of the water I start humming a song that I have stuck in my head.

Just before I'm about to lather up, I realize that I had forgotten to grab a pair of boxers from my dresser and step out of the shower and grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. I walk out into the bedroom and gasp because I notice Jessie standing there and she instinctively covers her eyes, "Oh God! Oh shit! S-s-sorry D. I just— I forgot my phone," she says fumbling over her words.

She walks backwards towards the door and trips over my laundry basket in the process and stumbles her way to the door with her face being as red as a tomato. She's about to leave when I clear my throat and look over to the nightstand, "um... aren't you forgetting your phone?" She jerks her head back and quickly walks over to the night stand and grabs her phone before clumsily tripping over things on her way out and continuously apologizing. She finally makes it out of the room and I let out a sigh of relief before walking over to my dresser and grabbing some boxers and head back to the bathroom to finish my shower. I lather up and wash myself and rinse myself under the shower.

After a few minutes I'm done washing and turn off the shower before stepping out and drying myself off. I put on my fresh new clothes and brush my teeth before combing my hair and spraying on some cologne. I clean up my piercings with qtips and rubbing alcohol and then as soon as I'm done, I throw the qtips away and grab my keys and then head downstairs. I get downstairs and everyone staying at the hotel with the exception of Husk and Angel are crowded around the bar in the lobby. 'Whoa.

Business is hopping,' I think to myself as I quickly walk behind the bar. "Okay, who got here first?" Alastor walks up to the bar and gives me his drink order. I promptly prepare his drink before moving on and preparing the next person's drink. After a few minutes, everyone has been served their drinks and talking commences among the crowd at the bar.

"You know, it's great that things are going so well between Husk and Angel but seriously... something has got to give with the noise!" Charlie says exasperated. Vaggie places a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Speak of the devils, here they come," I say grinning ear to ear. Everyone lets out an exasperated groan before they get to the lobby. "I uh, uh hmm! I've got plans with my boyfriend I'll be back later."

Carlton says as soon as Angel and Husk get to the bar. "I got to go check on my shop, see you later D!" I wave back before turning to dry a glass I had just finished washing. Angel and Husk sit down on the bar stools in from of me. I smirk at them suggestively,

"you guys have fun?" "What do you mean," Husk asked putting his hand behind his head awkwardly. I take a swig of whiskey and leaned against the bar, "uh, yeah... so we all could hear you guys getting it on upstairs so, everyone had decided to get drunk in order to cope." "Uhh... Yeah... sorry 'bout that guys, he, he," Angel says laughing awkwardly. "Uh, yeah... sorry," Husk said muttering still bright red in the cheeks.

I shrug my shoulders and pick up glass and start drying it, "didn't bother me a damn bit. That's your guy's business not mine."Angel clears his throat, "so uh, Demetrius, Husk and I actually wanted to talk to you in private for a second." I abruptly place the glass I was drying on the shelf and throw my hands up in the air, "hey if you guys are here to ask me for a three way bang session my answer is a hard no. Although, I'd be down to try anything at least once."

"Babydoll, first off I'm way too expensive for you and second I'm clearly taken," Angel replies exasperated and showing me his engagement ring. I take a brief look at it and raise my eyes up and down at Angel, "eh, never stopped me before." Husk turns red in the face after previously throwing up on the hotel floor,"okay that's enough everyone else out!" Everyone rolls their eyes and grumble under their breaths before leaving the bar; leaving the three of us alone, "okay so what's all of this about?" Husk starts to pull out his wallet, "you might want to sit down for this one, kid."

I start to take a swig of my whiskey after sitting down in my bar stool but Husk stops me, "you're gonna need something stronger than that, kid." I raise my eyebrow up apprehensively and begin to feel nervous at the direction that this conversation is going, "wow that bad, huh?" Husk pulls out a few old pictures and places them on the bar before pushing them toward me, "do you see anyone that you recognize in these pictures?" I pick up the photographs and start looking through them. At first I wasn't sure what I was looking at until I came across a picture that matched up with one of the pictures I have in my room. I immediately drop them on the bar counter and back away from them nearly tripping over my stool in the process, "what the fuck is this?

Were you guys stalking around in my room?" Husk lets out a sigh and panic starts to seep into my chest. 'I carry my pictures with me everywhere I go so I already knew the answer to the question that I just asked him and yet, the little boy from all those years ago was trying to protect me from the only explanation that I knew of for why he had the same pictures that I had. Angel and Husk both shake their heads at me. "Neither of us went into your room.

That would be fucking creepy as hell." Husk places one of the pictures down and turns it around and points to a man in the picture who was holding a baby in one arm and holding a toddler by the hand, "this man is me, Jr." I start to lose my composure and begin trembling uncontrollably, "No you can't be!! You had to have stolen the pictures that the adoption agency gave me." Husk sighs and grips Angel's hand tightly, "I know that the adoption agency had some of these pictures because I was the one that gave it to them.

I know that this is really hard to take in but, but I'm your father. Your birth father." I back away from the both of them feeling way more emotions than I ever cared to be feeling even on a normal day. I push open the bar door and start walking to the back exit of the hotel. I begin muttering under my breath and attempt to hide my face so that they couldn't see me crying,"I'm too sober for this.

This isn't real, this isn't happening." Apparently they followed me to where I was because I feel what must have been, Husk's hand on my shoulder, "Junior, let me explain—" I shove his hand away from me and turned around to face them, in this moment I shift from being sad and confused to being enraged, "DON'T TOUCH ME AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!! YOU NEVER EARNED THE RIGHT TO CALL ME THAT!! You're a fucking drunken deadbeat!!

A fucking loser!!" I start to laugh like a psychopath and am grabbing the hair on my head and am on the verge of ripping it all out in some sick way to distract myself from the pain I'm feeling in this current moment. "It all makes SO much sense now!! Why I'm such a fuck up!! Why my life was shit!!

Why even my afterlife is shit!! It's all because I just 'had' to favor you, didn't I? Fuck, fuck, fuck!!" At this point, I'm no longer even trying to hide my tears anymore as there were way too many escaping my eyes. Husk starts to cry either because he feels guilty about how much he hurt me or because he's pitying himself.

At this moment, I'm not even sure what to think anymore. "Demetrius, please just hear me out—" He walks toward me but I shove him away as hard as I could without knocking him to the ground. "NO! I don't want to hear anything you have to say!!

I fucking hate you!! I hate your fucking guts," I holler as I throw my bottle of whiskey at him but he's quick to move out of the way. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that this isn't the first time someone has thrown alcohol at him. I wipe my eyes with the sleeve of my jacket, "stay the fuck away from me, 'dad'! I don't fucking need you!!

I needed you then but you left me, so fuck you!" I turned around and slammed the back door behind me and run off into the parking lot and kick start my motorcycle completely forgetting to put on my helmet and drive off. The tears sting my eyes as I ride and ride until I get to the very end of the Pride ring and pull in to an old western style saloon. I kick out my kick stand and turn off my motorcycle and walk into the bar. 'All this fucking time,... and he was my father!

How long did he know about this? Why after all this time is he here now?' My entire childhood I waited in the orphanage despite having a closed adoption, and had hoped, waited, and prayed for a family that never came. I sit down at the bar and wipe the tears from my face. I had always thought that if anyone was going to come back that it would be my Dad since I thought of all people, he knew what it felt like to be dumped like unwanted leftovers.

The bartender walks up to me, "what can I get ya, kid?" Still feeling raw at the pet name that Husk used for any person younger than him I growled, "get me some Ever Clear and leave the bottle." He nods his head and turns around with the bottle of Ever Clear in hand. I reached for the bottle but he pulls it away, "ID, first, Sir." I roll my eyes and pull out my wallet, "oh you've gotta be shitting me!"

I pull out my ID and he looks down at it before giving me the bottle. I snatch it from him. 'I mean, why bother checking ID's? I'm already dead and this is Hell for God's sake!' I guzzle the Ever Clear down before someone grabs me from behind.

"Hey! What the fu—" Two larger demons have yanked me off of my bar stool and were dragging me outside. I tried fighting back but the other two demons were much stronger than I was. They toss me out of the saloon and I fall to my knees in the desert dirt.

I look up at them and instantly recognize them as being the same demons Jessie and I saw at the coffee shop. The two demons that threw me out picked me up from the ground and completely immobilize me. The British demon comes up and stabs me several times. I wince and shout in pain before the tv demon shows up and stabs me several more times, "this is for Valentino!" The two demons are now the only things holding me up as I'm gradually growing too weak to stand on my own.

"Dispose of him ," the tv demon says as he and the other demon walk away and climb into their limousine and leave. The two demons carried me over to a nearby ditch and toss me inside of it essentially leaving me for dead. I wasn't healing as fast as I normally do so I knew that I must have been stabbed with angelic steel. My surroundings gradually begin to fade from view as the one last thing I thought of before blacking out escapes my lips, "Jessie..."