Rock n Roll & Lipstick

Cars Crash

~later at the party~

We were running low on alcohol so Vince and Razzle decided to go on a beer run.

"Need more booze babe." Vince said to Sheri.

"You've had enough booze." She replied.

"Ah c'mon love don't be a party pooper." Raz chimed in with his British accent.

I walked by to use the bathroom

"Brooke will you go with these idiots to the liquor store?" She asked.

"Yeah, someones gotta keep an eye on so." I replied. "But first I gotta pee." I added speed walking to the bathroom.

~time skip to car ride~

"Ok guys, Brooke id you were trapped in a room with Heather Locklier and Madonna by a serial killer demanding you to fuck one of them or die who would it be?"

"Eew." Was all I said.

"Raz same question but John Bon Jovi or Axl Rose?" He aaked laughing.

"What does this stranger benefit from my sexuality?" Tax whined.

"Yeah I'm not into vaginas." I chimed.

"I don't know but y'all are definately gonna fuckin die if ya dont pick one." Vince answered.

"Although it would be hot as fuck to see Brooke scissoring Heather." Tax said turning wiggling his eyebrows ar me from the front seat.

I rolled my eyes. "You're disgusting but I love your accent so I'll let it slide."

"I've always wanted to bang a ginger." Raz added.

"Ok Brooke who's it gonna be?" Vince asked laughing.

"Ugh fine I guess Heather is pretty hot." I sighed.

'Fuuuck that'd be sexy." Vince said looking at me through the rearview biting his lip.

"Vince watch ou-!" Is the last thing I remember before everything went black.

Fuck my head waa killing me, I need to get up. Oww fuck guess not. I looked down to see my leg crushed in between Vinces door and seat.

"Brooke! Raz! Y'all ok?" Vince called out.

"It hurts Vinny!" Is all I could say.

"I know baby doll but ya gotta stay with me." I could hear the panic in his voice as I realized Raz wasn't responding.

We both started calling for Raz, still nothing and by this time we were both crying aa we were taken from the car to stretchers for ambulances. Vince grabbed my hand before ww separated.

"I'm so sorry baby doll." He kept saying until the ambulance doors shut.

~hospital~

My eyes fluttered open and Mick was asleep on a chair and Tommy was laying beside me, how his long skinny figure fit beside me I dont know.

"T-tommy" I croaked out trying to speak.

"Shh baby I'm here you're ok." He put his hand on my face.

"Hey Brooke, how ya feeling kiddo?" Mick stood up.

"Wh-wheres Vinny?" I asked.

"He's ok but he'll be going to jail aftwe he recovers." Mick replied.

"Raz?" I asked again.

"Baby, he didn't make it." Tommy said his voice cracking.

"It's all my fault." I sobbed. "I was supposed to keep an eye on those idiots, Sheri probably hates me." I added between sobs.

Tommy hugged me ams Mick massaged my shaking shoulders. They both tried to console me as I cried myself back to sleep.