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♣Waking Up In Vegas
Chapter twentythree
Gale

I hadn't spoken to anyone when I returned to the Avenged Angel. Danny kept trying to tell me that it was inevitable - we were drunk, but I wouldn't listen to him. I was inlove with Theo and she turned me down. I spent a long time in the bathroom each day - just sitting on the floor, drinking. I threw up alot too. I then started up smoking again - which I hated myself, but I couldn't do anything about - I was craving nicotine. I didn't leave the bathroom that week - Danny brought up my food, but I would throw it up within an hour. I guess that was depression.
I leaned against the door, lifting the bottle up to my lips. The vodka tingled against the back of my throat, the bitter taste hurting my throat. I heard a knock at the door, and shifted so it could open.
"Hola Gale," Danny said as he walked through the door. I didn't look at him, but I knew the voice; the spanish. The door shut, and he sat down next to me. "Tell me what happened," he said. I hadn't told the story to anyone, they just knew that something bad had happened. So, I told him. I told him about how she just stood there, not speaking. She didn't feel the same way.
Danny stayed silent throughout the story, then, when it was over, he looked at me, shaking his head.
"Don't let that stop you," he said. "Maybe she was scared; shocked that you were there. Or maybe, she just need time to think," I could hear the sincerity in his voice, but it was shrouded with his accent. "Go after her, mi hermano," he added. I shook my head.
"She doesn't want me there," I told him.
"She does," Danny persisted. "And I found a way to work out if she really likes you or not," he told me.
"How?" I asked. I kept my tone sad, and drunk, but this got my interest.
"Her best friend, Cal - he's in the Ohio state jail," Danny told me. I wasn't understanding though.
"I phoned the jail, and asked to speak to him - they wouldn't let me of course. But I asked if anyone had visited him lately," he nodded. "Everyday of this week, a girl named Theodora Guest was there." I sat up at this. "Do it, mi hermano, do it." He got up, and left me to think.

Night came quickly, and the motel I was staying in didn't seem to be a freind to heaters. I slept, after hours of non-stop thinking about Theo. But, this was a good plan. I had to speak to her friend - Cal. I just had to hope that she wasn't going to be there that day.
I left the motel early in the morning, and finished my journey to Cincinnatti. I took buses, and hitch-hiked, but when I got there - I had no idea where to turn to. It was one pm, and I knew from looking at the jail's website, that visiting time started at three.
I walked through the quiet streets, passing rows of cafés. The only non-quiet part about the roads was a group of brunettes. I needed directions, and they could probably give them to me. I walked up to them.
"Hey, do you know where the state jail is?" I asked them. They all seemed to look to one of the girls.
"Hi," she said, smiling. "I'm Evie, and you are?"
"Wanting to know where the jail is," I told her. She shook her head and laughed.
"No, silly! You're supposed to say your name!"
"Your name," I responded. Yes, I was in a bit of a hurry, but I had time to play a few games. Evie laughed again, and I quickly latched on to her idea of getting me on a date with her.
"The jail's up the road and to the right," she told me. "I'll take you if you want - but we should, I dunno, get something to eat? And then see a movie after?" She smiled, and batted her eyelashes.
"No thanks," I replied. "Just directions thanks."

-Bethany
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