Chapter 14 - Damon

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***Zane POV***

I sat on the cold sand by the lake as I smoked a cigarette, watching the waves wash over the little rocks and the sand.

I grabbed my leather jacket from my car and came back here for some air, overthinking everything that has happened tonight. Kissing Ruth, being rude to Celine, or even punching fucking Damon in the jaw, knowing damn well he had it coming.

Damon was a sick fuck. The boys and I had a history with him three years ago. We met him at a bar back when Dirty Maniac had a gig in LA.

He was a nobody, and he was having a hard fucking time with drugs and alcohol.

After our gig, we headed to the bar for a celebration with just the boys and me for making it to where we were.

3 YEARS AGO FLASHBACK

"Fuck did you see their face when I did the scream? They had no idea it was coming," Axel talked about the gig and how it had the audience in shock as we walked towards the bar ordering three beers.

"That was the best moment, brother. You really had their jaws on the floor, man," Elec answered him as we sat around the bar table.

"After tonight, things are going to change. Who knows where we will end up, but just to make it this far means a hell of a lot," I tell them as the bartender places our beers on the table, and we all grab our drinks at once.

"Cheers to that," Axel says as we bring our glasses up and celebrate the night together, talking about the gig, new songs, and our new manager Liam Lester.

Axel was obviously talking about girls that would come in and out of the bar that caught his attention.

"You're really all talk and no game, my man. Go up there and talk to one of them, at least," Elec shakes his head at Axel.

"Look whose talking. When is the last time you got any game?" He shoots back at Elec. "Wasn't it that freshmen girl he lost his virginity to when we were in our junior year? I think her name was Cas-"

"Cassie! Sweet little Cassie. How did that go, by the way, brother? I bet you both sat on the bed, staring at each other, waiting for one another to make the first move, didn't you?" Axel finishes my sentence as we both laugh it off.

"Fuck you guys. At least I got pussy in junior year while you two fucks lost it to the same bitch who had both of you wrapped around her little finger. Bet she even had a threesome with the both of you." Elec shot back at us.

"Yes, there he is. Where the fuck is this Elec always hiding? Oh, and by the way, that would have been one hell of a threesome, wouldn't it, Z? I'd take her from the back while you took her from the front." Axel continues to joke off.

All three of us laughed at Axel's joke and continued to reminisce about the old times until a guy walked into the bar who happened to be drunk as fuck.

He walked over to the bar table, almost falling to the ground until Axel reached his arms out to hold him up. "Easy, Easy there," he said, trying to steady him.

"Hey, are you alright, man? You don't look too good." I asked him. "I just need a fucking drink." He replied, pulling his arm away from Axel.

"You don't look too good to drink right now, man. I'm sure you've already had enough." Elec adds until the guy almost falls again, and Axel and I grab hold of his arms.

"What's enough? I still need more. Waiter, get me a fucking whiskey. These boys here will pay for it."

Axel, Elec and I gave each other confused looks. "Yeah, let's just go, man. This isn't our business," Elec tells Axel.

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