My boys in black (Christian Coma)

I stumbled through the door in a tumble. I’d just finished my dance class that was absolute torture; much to our teachers pleasure. Sweat covered my leggings and baggy top and I was fairly certain that I smelled like a London bus on a Saturday night. Danny (THE Danny Worsnop, yes), my roommate, best friend and my main brother figure I had was thankfully at work still. His band, Asking Alexandria, where recording a new album and preparing for download festival so he had been coming home late the past few days. Dumping my bags and shoes at the door I crawled to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror was like looking at a thriller reject. My long blue hair stuck to my pale face and my blue eyes looked tired. I peeled of my clothes and stepped into the shower, moving the shower head down to my short height. Being 5”2 and having a roommate who is 6 foot was incredibly frustrating.
When I got out of the shower I looked at my phone to find I had a text from Jasper and another from Trix. Jasper was my gay best friend who was also the sound tech for AA and Trixie was my best girl. I loved them both to bits and my life would be nothing without them.
Jasper- Danny wanted you to know that we’re running really late tonight. We got some surprise guests J See you later.
Me- Okie dokie, have fun!
I briefly pondered on who the surprise guests’ where whilst I read Trix’s text.
Trix- I’m bored out of my fucking mind! Fancy a night out? I feel like doing shots out of a stranger’s abs ;) xox
Me- Sounds like a plan! Danny will be out until late so I got nothing to do! Get ready at mine? xox
Immediately I got a reply.
Trix- On my way to you now bubba! Xox
I dried off, shoved on some matching red underwear and began to blow dry my hair. My hair naturally fell in very gentle waves but tonight I was going to go straight. I love my hair. It’s naturally blonde but I’d been dying it blue for a year now having previously been Red and brown. I let it towel dry as I applied my makeup. On went foundation, power, eye liner, mascara and black eye shadow. By the time I had finished there was a knock on the door.
Trix was stood on the other side with her hair and makeup done and her arms filled with clothes.
“I’m in despair of what to wear!” She wailed as I opened the door and let her in. She moved straight to my bedroom, dumping her clothes on the living room floor and plopping herself on the L-shaped sofa.
“Well what shoes are you wearing? Usually you know what to wear when you have the shoes.” I asked, sorting through the pile of clothes.
“None of my shoes looked right…” She moaned and I knew exactly where she was going with this.
“Go on then!” I sighed. Trix sprung up from the sofa and ran to my bedroom to raid my shoe rack. I followed her to find she had already picked out a pair of open toe wedges that I barely wore. “Keep them, think I’ve had them a year and worn them twice.” I told her, watching her face light up. Trixie stood at around 5”5 with a brunette bob and bright emerald green eyes. She had a top heavy figure and I was hourglass. We looked nothing like yet where connected on an emotional and spiritual level. She was my best friend. Simple as that.
Once Trix grabbed her heals, she raced off to her pile of clothes. Tonight I had decided to wear my ‘Hell bunny past time’ dress from hot topic and my ‘hades machine’ stilettos I got from blue banana. All I had left to do was my hair.
The taxi pulled up outside our destined club, Mansions. There were only a few clubs in York but for some reason Trix, who was now wearing a tight LBD, decided to bring us here. Lucky for us a bouncer we knew was working the door and let us in immediately, winking at us as we went past all the irritated students. The music vibrated though the air and floor as soon as we entered. First stop was the bar to order our ritual 5 shots of Jack Daniels each. They were gone in a matter of seconds and I decided to grab a southern comfort and coke whilst Trixie grabbed a Vodka and coke. Vodka was the one spirit I couldn’t drink. Not because of the taste but because of the effect it had on my stomach. Now I’ve never thrown up under the influence of alcohol (and I’ve been majorly hammered!) but it did give me stomach pains. Trixie took my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. The music took a hold of me as I began to sway my body in time with it. My drink was above my head as I twisted to the floor. I was just about to bring twist back up when I felt someone lightly nudge into me. I looked around so see an apologetic guy looking at me and boy was he hot!! His eyes looked grey and he had brilliant blonde hair. The white tight fitting shirt he was wearing showed off that he worked out and he didn’t look like a student either.
“I’m really sorry! He yelled at me, making sure I could hear him over the music.
“It’s perfectly fine, no harm done!” I yelled back, smiling up at him. He offered his hand in asking to dance and I took it, looking briefly back at Trix I saw she was being true to her earlier text and was doing shots of some guy’s abs. The mystery guy pulled me in closer to him as we started grinding to the music; my drink was gone within 10 minutes. I gestured up to him, pointing to my glass and then at the bar. He nodded my head in understanding and followed me to the bar. When I got to the bar I stumbled over my own feet, I grabbed the bar to steady myself. Confusion took over as I wondered how I could possibly be that drunk I’d never been a lightweight. I felt the guys hands go around my waist as he ordered me a drink. I looked round for Trixie but couldn’t see her from this angle. My drink was already in front of me when I turned back to the bar I barely had time to grab it before I was gently pulled to a darker corner of the club, tripping over a few times on the way.
My dancing became sloppier and my body began to feel heavy.
Suddenly it dawned on me what was happening but it was too late.
Trixie’s POV:

I couldn’t find her anywhere. It had been an hour since I last saw her dancing with that guy and half of that hour was spent looking for her. Knowing she would never leave without me I called her mobile, it ran to answer phone. Grunting in frustration I found a quieter spot and phone the only person I knew who could help.
He turned up within minutes, followed by two other cars. I didn’t notice the new people, just Danny as he strode towards me with urgency, the rest of AA and Jasper following him. He told me to wait out here whilst he barged past security and into the club with Jasper and Ben hot on his heels. I felt Cameron put his arm around me and I slowly began to focus on my surroundings. Then I saw them. Black veil brides. I remember Alicia showing me Jaspers text and realised they were the surprised guests. I didn’t have time to fan girl, my best friend was in trouble. They came towards me as Cam explained what was going on. Apparently Danny left quickly after my phone call with no explanation so the followed. Another thing that I was slow to realise was that Sammi Doll was also here, hanging onto Jinxx as her eyes clouded with worry. We were all on edge when Danny burst out of the club with an unconscious Alicia in his arms. His face looked murderous and his knuckles where red; as where both Jaspers and Ben’s. Ben quietly spoke with the security guard and walked towards us.
“I need to get her checked out. Jasper go with the guys and take them back to mine.” Danny handed out Ali’s Keys from her purse and handed them to Jasper. Ali’s dress was scrunched, her make up running down her face and her heels missing. Just as we were about to disperse into the cars when the man I saw Alicia dancing with barged out of the club, being escorted by two security guards. The atmosphere suddenly changed. The man had a broken nose and what looked like a black eye forming.
“Somebody take Alicia. Now.” Danny growled. Ashley Purdy stepped forward and gently took her. Not waiting another second Danny launched himself at the guy. No guards stopped him. “What the fuck did you do to her?!” He screamed, flooring the guy with one punch. Ha was about to go at him again when Alicia started shaking in Ashley’s arms. Ashley lowered himself to the ground so he could hold her closer, trying to warm her up with his body heat. This set Ben off. He grabbed the guy by the collar and slammed him against the club wall.
“WHAT DID YOU FUCKING GIVE HER? TELL ME!” His voice boomed through the night, shocking me to the bone. Mystery guy murmured something and Ben turned white. “You better not have seen that through or you will be lying dead in a gutter.” Ben threatened, turning away from the guy. “We need to get her to a hospital. He fucking drugged her.” Ashley sprung to action and placed her in a car backseat. Cameron got in after, holding her head in his lap. Danny got into the driver’s seat and sped away to the hospital.
“Let’s get you home.” Jasper comforted, leading me to his car. “You guys okay to follow us?” He called out to BVB.
“Yeah, that’s fine.” Andy called back, the six of them splitting into different cars. I followed Jasper into his car and curled up in the front passenger seat, closing my eyes.
Danny and Cameron returned with Alicia a few hours later. She was awake but barely. Slowly and Carefully I took off her makeup and helped her into Pyjamas. I saw that other than a few rumples and bruises, she was okay.
“Can I have a glass of water please?” She asked quietly, her voice slightly hoarse.
“Sure thing Bubba.” I ran off to get it, returning within seconds. I passed it to her and watched as she drained the glass. “Did… I mean they guy, did he do anything?”
“Other than drug me, no. He didn’t get the chance.” She mumbled and relief flooded me. I stayed with her all night. Danny came in a few times to check on her and from what I could tell everyone was still here. Apparently they wanted to stay in case anything happened. I thought it was sweet and slightly strange. I mean they didn’t know her but yet they cared. The world was lacking in people like them. Jasper came in too, insisting I got some sleep and that he would watch over her. Reluctantly I gave in. He laid next to me and told me all about the day at the studio. You may think it weird that the three of us were in a bed together but this usually happened. We were our own little family. Alicia, Jasper, Danny, Ben. Cameron, James, Sam and I. No blood bound us but choice did.

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