A few hours later we’re walking into the club after having a cab drop us off. There’s no way in hell I’m parking in that fucking parking garage anytime soon after what happened with Zak.
My phone goes off alerting me of a text from Xander.
Xander:
Tickets r all set. C U 2morrow night.
I’m about to text him back when Savannah shouts at me over the music, “Who are you texting?”
“Xander.” Ignoring the shocked look on her face, I push through the crowd of people. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, we make it to the bar. “Two bottles of Twisted Tea, please!” I shout to the bartender over the music.
Handing Savannah her Twisted Tea, I try to brush off Savannah’s question because I know she’s going to overreact and take this all the wrong way. She still thinks I’m all on the get serious with Jax bandwagon. God she’s going to kill me when she finds out I hooked up with Dixon in Maui. I need to talk to Jax once and for all first thing tomorrow. It’s time to put on my big girl panties.
“Brooklyn! Why are you texting Xander? I thought things with Jax were getting serious?” God, is she ever persistent!
Letting out a loud sigh, I climb onto a stool at the bar. “He’s in L.A. for a concert and texted me asking if we would be in L.A. Sunday night. If we want to go, he’ll set tickets aside for us at the door, along with some backstage passes.”
“Oh. I guess it could be fun, as long as you can behave yourself. Don’t go all crazy. I know what a sucker you are for hot, sweaty rockers. A backstage pass spells danger…maybe we should skip on those?”
Is she smoking fucking crack?!
“Hell no! I want to meet the other band they’re opening for! I love them! And you know the only rocker I would go all fan girl on and jump his bone’s backstage is Jared Leto.” Winking at her, I slide off of the stool and give her an impish grin before downing the rest of my drink. A small smile cracks across her face as I wave bye with my jazz fingers and sashay onto the dance floor.
A short while later, I dragged the hottie I’ve been dancing with to pass the time to the bar for more drinks. Can’t argue with free drinks. He thinks he’ll be getting some later, but sadly the only action he’ll get tonight is from his hand unless he finds another girl in the club willing to go home with him.
I spot Savannah, and what looks like the Shayne dude from last Halloween that she hooked up with. I dragged her over to the bar, and she watched stunned as I climbed up onto the bar shouting, “Body shots!”
She should know me by now to know I was placed on this earth to have a good time!
With a lot of fighting between her and me, I finally got her to get up on the bar and let Shayne do one off of her. It’s just a shot for Christ sake that he’s taking from her belly button. It’s not like he’s sucking Jack and Coke out of her fucking vagina.
She blushed a hundred different shades of red as he licked the amber liquor from her stomach. I laughed my ass off for a good whole minute.
I left Savannah sitting at the bar because I got a text from a friend who’s hanging out partying in VIP. My blood is immediately bubbling as I push my way up the stairs.
Now here I am standing in VIP with my jaw lying on the damn floor as I take in the horrendous site of Logan sitting with Giselle on his lap. That’s right. Bitchface, drama starting, Giselle is sitting on Savannah’s cheating piece of shit ex-boyfriend!
I stomped my way back down to the bar to find Savannah.
“Savannah! Get your ass over here now! You gotta see this!” I shout at her, running as fast as I can through the sea of bodies pushing my way over to her.
Taking her hand, I pull me off of the barstool and drag her up the stairs to the VIP section. The second we get to the top of the stairs, Savannah freezes beside me.
“What the fuck!?” Savannah shrieks, as she stares at the disgusting display of affection going on right now between Giselle and Logan.
“That’s what I said!” I say with disgust in my voice before releasing Savannah’s hand and stomp across the VIP section.
I’m seeing red as I storm towards them. I hear Savannah running behind me, but all I am focused on is the bitch who I know is the reason for my best friend’s hell she’s been living through this last week.
Giselle looks up at me in shock as recognition quickly flashes in her eyes. Not giving her a second to react I grab her by the hair and yank her off of Logan’s lap.
“You nasty little slut!” I shout at her before slapping the stupid bitch across the face and tossing her down onto the couch. She whips her head towards Logan, holding her hand in the air at him. “She fucking hit me! Aren’t you going to do something?” She yells at him with her stupid French accent evident.
I glare down at him, “Don’t you fucking move unless you want to spend the next hour fishin’ your balls out of your stomach!”
“Holy shit! What the fuck is going on?” Shayne asks, finally catching up to us.
I hear Savannah tell him, “That is the woman we think helped set the plan in motion, to set up Kayden to look like he cheated on me.” She says with venom laced words. “Hold my drink, would ya?” Savannah says, handing him her drink, and taking quick strides over to Giselle.
“Where’s your phone?!” She shouts at her, jamming her finger into Giselle’s chest as she stands beside me. We’re a united front against this bitch. She isn’t leaving here until we get some answers.
“What?” She asks, staring up at us with a dumb look on her face. Her perfectly styled hair is now disheveled, and I can’t help but laugh as she attempts to fix her hair now.
“Do I need to spell it out for you? Get. Your. Phone! I want you to call your little friend Nadia and tell her this charade ends now! I want her to tell me the truth, or so help me I’ll beat it the fuck out of you!” Savannah shouts down at her.
“She’s…here…at Vertigo!” Giselle stumbles over her words, whipping her head around to look at the crowd of people now watching us.
“The last time I saw her…she was heading to the ladies' room.”
I’m not going to sit here and play games. We need to get this shit settled now. I step around Savannah and lean down into Giselle’s face. “Get Nadia back up to VIP…NOW, because we’re going to have a nice friendly chat with her, finally clear this whole thing up.”
Logan looks like he’s about ready to shit his pants. I love it. The asshole more than likely had something to do with this. It has his sleazy ass written all over it. He can’t have Savannah so he’ll do whatever he can to make her life a living hell. I never thought it was possible to hate another human being as much as I hate him. But if his pathetic ass were struck by a bus tomorrow, I’d throw a freaking party.
After what feels like an eternity, we finally spot Nadia walking back up to the VIP lounge. Her eyes just about pop out of her head when she spots Savannah and me standing beside Giselle and Logan’s table.
“I don’t want any trouble!” Nadia yells, backing away from us. We’ve attracted the attention of pretty much every single person in the VIP lounge. I can only imagine the shit that’ll be all over the news after tonight.
“Hold it, bimbo Barbie! You’re not going anywhere,” I yell as I charge towards her. “You’re going to sit your ass down and have a little talk with us.”
It wasn’t an easy task getting that chick to spill the beans, but after threatening to tear her extensions out one by one, she finally confessed everything.
Just like I thought, Logan and Giselle were the masterminds behind the entire thing. Going as far as paying off Kayden’s assistant to let them know when he was going to be in Paris so they could “accidentally” run into him at the hotel bar.
We were in shock as her confession sank in. I cannot believe people can be so envious of someone else’s happiness that they’d go this far to try and destroy everything they’ve worked so hard to accomplish.
I called Dixon later that night telling him about everything that happened and that first thing tomorrow we’d be boarding a plane for Vegas. I made him promise me he’d not let Kayden know we’re on our way. We know they’re there for a guy’s bachelor weekend, but this can’t wait.
Savannah and Kayden need to see each other so they can talk about all of this and get back to their normal lives. I promised Dixon as soon as my feet hit Nevada I’ll be finding Jax and talking to him. Because I plan on spending my time in Vegas making up for the two weeks, we’ve not been able to be together. He laughed when I said I was suffering from a serious case of Dixie Stick withdrawals. His laughter was music to my ears after all the shit we’ve all had to go through lately. I’m ready to get back to our normal carefree lives of hanging out, partying and celebrating life!
“Well, you ready to go get your man back?” I ask Savannah with a big, all teeth smile spread across my face as I wheel my luggage through the airport towards our gate.
“Yes. I can’t wait to put all of this behind me and go back to living my life with Kayden by my side. We’ve gone through enough shit. I think it’s about time God or fate, or whoever, just allows us to be happy.”