Rock 'n' Roses (sequel to found again)

Riot’s p.o.v “Thank you so fucking much Milan!” I said and ran off stage after the encore. The girls were craving a night out on the town. So we decided to go back to the hotel and get ready to go out. To be honest I was kind of looking forward to it too. I haven’t been out in so long because I’ve either been writing music or working out the instrumentals for a new album or I was working in the studio or I was fixing up demos that young bands starting out, sent to me. I quickly got ready and we were all now, once again, waiting on Feria. She finally emerged from the bathroom and we got in the taxi and made our way to the club. The club was buzzing and the atmosphere was great. The girls made their way to the dance floor while I made my way over to the bar and ordered myself a cocktail. I was laughing at the girls ‘slut dropping’ to the floor and Taylor falling over multiple times because she couldn’t get back up as she was so intoxicated. This had been going on for half an hour before a man with a bald head and stubble on his chin made his way over to me. “Hey hot stuff, mind if I bu-“ he began but I cut him off “look hot shot, I have a boyfriend. Sorry” I replied taking a sip out of my third cocktail of the night. “your boyfriend doesn’t need to know sweet cheeks” he replied with a creepy smirk “oh, I’ll let him know if you don’t fuck off!” I said getting irritated “come on love, just a quickie in the bathroom” he said getting impatient “okay seriously dude, if you don’t fuck off, the only quickie you’ll be getting will be my fist quickly colliding with you fucking face!” I said. He stormed off after that. Fucking assholes like that disgust me. After about half an hour I was craving a cigarette so I went outside for a smoke. I was standing there with a half smoked cigarette, when I heard a scream from the alley at the side of the club. I ran to where I heard it. Taylor’s p.o.v I was so drunk I could barely see out of my eyes. I need to stop drinking. I began to feel claustrophobic so I went outside for some air. I hadn’t realised some guy followed me out of the club until I felt a tight grip on my arm which dragged me into the alley beside the club. I all of a sudden sobered up but not enough to control my actions much, only enough to be fully aware of what was going on. I tried punching and kicking but it wasn’t working. “shut the fuck up or I swear to god I’ll kill you right here and now!” he said. He removed his hand from my mouth for a moment to unbuckle his belt. I used that moment to scream as loud as I could. “You fucking little bitch!” he said and slapped me. I fell to the ground and heard footsteps. I hoped and prayed that the footsteps were coming to my scream for help. “Hey! What the fuck do you think you're at?!” screamed a female voice. Riot’s p.o.v I ran towards the scream and found a man hunched over Taylor whose skirt was almost around her waist. She was sobbing and crying for help. “Hey! What the fuck do you think you're at?!” I shouted at the guy “none of your fucking business! Now move the fuck along” he replied “oh its my fucking business now so get the fuck off her” I seethed. The man scoffed “oh you think I'm joking?! Well then this joke is about to get ten times funnier!” I shouted at him seeing red. I ran at him and sunk my fist into his face. He fell to the ground and I pounced on him, repeatedly punching him. I might be only 5”3 but don’t fuck with me. “Scumbags like you shouldn’t even be allowed to walk the fucking earth!” I said, I got up off him, his legs were laying apart so I took the opportunity and swung my leg as hard as I could and hit him where it hurts like a fucking bitch. That better leave the bastard fucking infertile if not fucking dead. I made my way over to Taylor who was lightly sobbing in the corner “come on chick let’s get you cleaned up and back to the room” I said to her and pulled her to her feet. We got in a taxi and made our way back to the hotel room. I texted the rest of the girls to tell them we had gone home. I got Taylor into her pyjamas and took her into her bed. “Riot, could you stay with me for a while?” she asked softly “of course. Just let me call Ricky first okay chick?” I said and she nodded. I pulled out my phone and waited for him to answer. Her answered after three rings. “Hello?” he said hoarsely “oh sorry babe. I forgot it’s a different time zone. I'm sorry for waking you” I said feeling bad now that I’ve woke him up and just realised that it’s about 5 in the morning back home he’s bound to panic now. “It’s okay babe. Are you okay? What’s wrong? Has something happened to you? I can fly out if you need me to?” he said. Yep. There’s the panic. “Ricky, it’s okay, I'm fine” I said and heard a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone “oh. Okay. That’s good. What’s up then?” he said, yawning “I'm sorry I'm ringing so late but I just needed to talk to you. We went to a club tonight and it was boring for me as usual but I went outside for a smoke and heard a scream from the side of the alley. So if course I ran towards it. Ricky, long story short, Taylor was almost raped tonight” I said. He must have been drinking something because I heard him spit it out “Jesus Christ! Is she okay?!” he said “yeah she’s in her bed now. She wants me to go lay down with her now to keep her company but I just had to hear your voice first” I said “yeah babe I miss you so much! But hey! Only 29 days and 7 hours to go!” he replied “you're counting down the hours?! Wow! You must really miss me!” I chuckled “more than you know” he replied and chuckled “okay babe well I'm sorry for waking you up so I’ll let you get back to sleep. I love you” I said “I love you too and can’t wait until you get home. Skype me tomorrow babe” he replied and we said goodbye. I took off my shoes and outfit, got into my pyjamas and got into bed with Taylor. She started crying again so I just hugged her until she fell asleep; I also fell into a deep slumber not long after, dreaming of going back home. I really couldn’t wait anymore.

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