Demon king

Has he changed?

    I was looking at the clock on the wall,showing  11pm. Lads went to the toilet and Sam was dancing with Steven. Aron was hitting on a few handsome men to my left and Alex was sitting next to me sipping a lemonade with vodka. Most of us were goners. Jessy, and Mark are not able to walk anymore. Sam was crying every five minutes and Alex was drowning in vodka. So we were leaving soon. Thank god.

     "So you really hate me don't you." I looked to my right to see very drunk Nik. Liam was looking at him with surprised eyes and I was wondering how he is able to talk." Liam one more" he said putting the glass down.

     "Nik I think you had enough." He answered with worry in his eyes.

      "I want another one." He shouted trying to grab Liam from across the bar.

       "You had enough." Liam was shouting at this point." I will call someone to take you upstairs. Sit." He walked off leaving Nik half awake on the bar. I looked at Alex who was in exactly the same state. 

       "Rachel." I looked back at Nik who looked worse than I ever saw him." I'm sorry for everything I did to you 4 years ago."

      My eyes were wide open. I was in a state of shock to be honest. He is sorry? Or is it just alcohol talking.  He slowly picked himself off the bar and looked at me with eyes full of pain and regret. 

     "I'm sorry for the way I treated you. I know I can never take it back but I regret every time I hit you or touched you or even forced you." A tears fell down his cheeks. Tears??? Is this the same man that beat me and destroyed my life?" I know I don't deserve forgiveness. But I hope one day you will find it in your heart to let me make things right." He stood up and walked away. Falling over and stopping on people every five seconds.

    "Hey you ok?" Steven asked, holding up Sam.

     "Yeah, can you make sure Alex is going to be ok. I need a toilet." I got up quickly, to follow Nik. As I was pushing through the crowd I spotted him getting a drink at the other bar, he barley could hold that stupid glass. I sped up and managed to get the glass before he drank it. He looked at me with annoyance as I put the glass away from him.

     "You had enough." I said and he rolled his eyes.

     "You, not my mother. " He barely could make a sentence. I grabbed his hand and wrapped it around my neck so I could drag him upstairs to his bed. I walked behind the bar where the spiral stairs were hiding. I knew that this place hasn't changed a bit.

     "Why are you helping me? You hate me. No more than hate you despise me." He wouldn't shut up all the way there. But why was I helping him. Maybe it was the alcohol doing. Or maybe I did feel bad I didn't know him that well.

     I finally made it up to his bedroom which was the only place he was nice to me. He would talk to me and we would watch movies and eat snacks. Weird how he was like that. I opened the door to see me well known burgundy walls with queen size bed in the middle. Floors were covered in black carpet that was very fluffy. I slowly put him down on the bed and took his shoes off.

     "You are right. I hate you." He was looking at me now with guilt in his eyes." But what you did can never be forgiven, you know that right?" He nodded.

     I signed and moved up to removing his shirt that had puke on it. He was watching my every move. Then I felt his finger on my cheek slowly touching my skin. 

     "You have become more beautiful and stronger." His finger stopped under my chin. "If you ever need anything, you can come to me anytime. That is a promise." He smiled before passing out. I tooked the quote and gently put it over him. Before leaving I turned one of the side lamps on. 

    Making my way downstairs I could hear a voice. Jake's voice. He was hiding here and was talking to someone on the phone.

   "Yeah, don't worry I have everything under control. Everything is going right with the plan. Yeah I will do Dan's job don't worry I gotta go." He quickly walked leaving me there confused. Maybe the alcohol made me think it was Jake. Anyway I made my way to my friends and we left this s**t hole.

    *3 weeks later.* 

      I can't stop thinking about that night. I don't know, maybe I have a good heart? Maybe I can forgive a person who did so much wrong to me. Nik has been stuck on my mind since I realised that I didn't dream what he said. 

   On another hand I was confused about Jake. I just now spotted his weird behaviour. He would spend most of the time in his office or on the phone to that person.  I managed to get the number by snooping through his things after he left his phone with me for 5 minutes. 

   Everything they talked about was a plan. But there was nothing else about it. 

   Right now me, Sam and Aron were walking around the town trying to find something to do. But what we wanted to do wasn't allowed. Sam wanted to go back to that club so did Aron as the lad he was taking to work there. If you ask me the answer is yes. I did want to go back too. However my father had people making sure we don't go.

   "Nothing looks good." Sam was muttering with annoyance. Then I got the idea.

   "We all want to go to that club right?" Sam and Aron nodded." I know how we can lose them and disappear for a few hours to go there." Sam had a big smile on her face. She fell in love with that club. 

   "So what are you going to do?" Aron asked with an amused look. I pulled out my phone and dialed one well known number. They both watched me with confusion.

     "Hello" his voice was a bit deeper than in a person.

     "Hi, Nik. I need a favour." Both of them looked at me with surprise. How did I have his number? Well I took it that night.

     "Rachel?!" He screamed in surprise. "How did you get my number? Wait, you hate why you are calling me?"

     "If I remember properly, you promised me that I can ask for help any time." I pointed it out sarcastically.

     I could hear a deep sighed." What do you need" 

     "Can someone pick me, Sam and Aron at the place we met. I want to lose some people following us and party at your club." It was silent for a few minutes.

    "Ok, I sent a car. It should be there in 10 minutes. See ya." He ended the call.

    "So we need to get to the bookstore in 10 minutes and we have to lose them." I said looking at Sam and Aron.

    "Well I know how to lose them." Aron smiled. We both followed him into a bar that he went through and left in the back entrance. Then we ran through two shops that had more than one entrance and we were at the bookstore. In front of it was a black jaguar, with green details. We quickly got to it, to see that Nik was sitting in the drivers sit. I opened the  door to sit next to Nik and Sam with Aron sitting in the back.

    "Thanks." Sam said as we all put on these seat belts.

    "You are a little 5 minutes." He said with an annoyed voice and we started to drive.

    "Sorry it was hard to lose that one." Aron pointed out.

    "You all hate me so why did you ask for my help." Him stated with annoyance.

    "Well because drunk Chel told us that you apologised. We even saw the recording." Sam pointed out.

    "You recorded it?" Nik looked angry and embarrassed now.

    "Was drunk and I didn't want you to go back on your word." I shrugged my shoulders. He let out a loud sighed of annoyance.

     "I don't trust you if that makes you feel better." Aron pointed out. He laughed driving into the garage with ten most expensive cars that I heard of. "Omg who's are those!' Aron screamed gluing his head to the window.

     "Mine." Nik chuckled at his reaction. I never saw him laugh like this.

    We went out and he showed us the way into the club which was full at this time at only 3pm. 

    "You can have everything for free and now excuse me, I have stuff to do." He said walking off to his office and left us to do whatever we want. Sam ran to the dance floor and Aron went to find the lad. I on the other hand went to talk with Liam. He was working at the bar and they looked short staffed.

    "Liam." I said standing next to the bar.

    "Come to torment everyone who hurt you?" Asked no it even looking at me.

    "No, I'm giving everyone one more chance." He looked up to see if I was serious.

   "You're joking right? You hate us." He pointed it out.

   "Do you need help? You seem under staffed today." I nodded that the bar.

    "You don't deny it." He pointed it out.

     "I don't know how to feel ok?" 

     He stared at me for a little while. "Nik has uniforms in his office, go ask him." I nodded and ran off to the office which was right next to his room.