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the humidity of the small building thickened as they reached the back rooms. the lights didn't flicker as much and the amount of clothes on the women around them started to disperse.
"of course i remember him. he was buying everyone shots. his parents must be so proud." kimmy was a tall slender woman with thick high heels and a thin top. she walked with confidence and seemed to not care a lot about what other people thought about her.
stu sat down. "did he leave with us?"
"yeah you all left together but you almost forgot this superstar" she pointed to stu seductively.
"hmm?" stu's face went cold with nerves.
"this one right here was following me around like puppy dog all night. saying how we fall in love, ask me to marry him and then we went to the chardonnay room." she giggled. phil laughed at this.
alan retorted. "haha classic stu"
stu cleared his throat. "what uh, what happened in the chardonnay room?"
"oh you know dance for him, he tickle me, we had sex" kimmy fixed her long hair and brushed it out as she sat down.
stu's hands immediately covered his face in embarrassment. "oh my- i cheated"
phil interrupted. "you're not married yet okay it's fine."
"no phil, it's not." he looked at kimmy. "no offense to you you are a lovely woman it's just against my moral code."
liv stood by stu patting his shoulders.
"don't be sad stuart you loved it, you were crying saying how special it was" phil held back a laugh again. "he was crying?"
"yes so much. you should have seen him i had to ask him to slow down so i don't drop my load to quick."
phil and liv looked at each other immediately when the realized. "oh shit"
"i'm sorry your load? i think your english is off. where would your sperm come from."
kimmy opened her locker and dropped her pants revealing exactly what stu was afraid of. "from my balls"
stu fell back on his chair in immediate worry and concern. he scrambled in his place in the ground trying to regain a portion of his conscience.
"cmon it was beautiful stu, we climaxed at the same time."
he cringed. "how does that work"
"i shoot my load into you, you shoot your load on the floor." at this point phil and liv were dying laughing and trying to stay respectful at the same time.
"in my bottom?" he was about to cry at this point just from being so overwhelmed.
Liv cleared her throat and stood up trying to regain her composure. she tapped her best friend on the shoulder and gave phil a look telling him to get it together. "cmon bud let's get some air"
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alan had found some nuts on the ground and handed them gently to the monkey on his shoulders. "here buddy"
the rest of them squabbled out of the club into the alleyway where alan was standing.
"guys look he's eating a peanut" alan's genuine innocence was not something that could be seen in a lot of other people. even after seeing all the things he's seen and been apart of would mold any ordinary man like clay. every experience is that he goes through just seemed to be something testing his peace but not wavering it in the slightest.
as the fresh air incaptured itself into their lungs they each felt that they had time to think. a low grumble could be heard from afar but since they were across from a road it wasn't anything to ponder about.
liv took a deep breath and looked at her brother with sympathy. "look honey, we are gonna be alright. if we just forget about this then everything is gonna be fine." she took his arm. "i promise"
the second stu's gaze softened a phone rang and he thrashed around to find it. he pulled it out reading the bold words.
he sighed when he saw that it was lauren's dad. the last thing that they needed right now was some old man yelling at an already stressed out to the max stu with some shit complaint about there whereabouts.
he picked up the phone and walked in the other direction, signaling for some of privacy. or maybe it was peace. he didn't realize at the time that being around this group twisted something in his mind. maybe it was Alan as the addition to the pack. some sick substance inhabited itself in his muscles as some sort of self defense system.
he didn't know how it got there. maybe he didn't even know it was there. but for the time being it was going to stay.
phil noticed stu circling the gravel and his face began to grow red. he gripped the phone with such angst that his knuckles where turning white.
phil walked over and grabbed the phone from him. "Hey sir! it's phil wenneck. listen i apologize, we have been reeling in some crazy marlin and- what yeah she's here" he gestured to his olivia and the rumbling from the streets grew louder. "no sir she definitely has not. she's my wife and stu is her good friend so-
phil was hit in the shoulder by a man speeding by on a motorcycle which caused him to throw the phone and fall to the ground harshly. the bike turned around and stopped. the two men on it stared at them and started to yell.
"give us back the monkey"
phil tried to situate himself and brushed the dirt off his jeans. "what?"
"we are taking back the fucking monkey" each of them pulled out their own pistol and a new type of panic formed in the groups stomachs. liv looked to alan who was at this point teary eyed.
it was obvious that he had grown an emotional attachment to the thing and he was confused. "alan come on honey we need to give it back" she reached her hand out to grab it.
"no get your own monkey this is ours" he pleaded stepping backwards. he looked at liv and then phil yelled. "no one's getting shot over a fucking monkey alan! hand him over"
"phil! give him a second" she turned to him.
"we don't have a second liv, they've got guns" he quickly walked over and took the monkey from alan's shoulders and hurried to the men. after he handed it to them he rushed into the questions. "hey do you know where our friend his? he's 16 he's just-
they started to drive off and phil went after them. he waved his arms trying to get them to come back and dust started to hit his face. "he's missing and we can't find him do you-
one of the men turned around and shot him.
"PHIL!" olivia screamed and ran over to him not seeing where the bullet hit at first. He was on the ground and she ducked beside him quickly trying to analyze where it was.
stu and alan rushed over to help and found that the bullet only grazed his shoulder. "phil, phil are you okay? you're okay right? talk to me"
he coughed and tried to sit up. "yeah yeah i'm okay." he sighed. "i think they know where teddy is. shit" he shuffled to his feet and almost immediately fell over. he leaned against the wall as liv took deep breaths with him.
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They waited in the hospital chairs anxiously as phil got treated. stu sat rubbing his tattoo. alan sat eating watermelon and liv sat with her head in her hands. all of them exhausted.
"stu?" she breathed
"hm?"
"we're gonna figure this out right?" she looked up at him and brushed the hair out of her face.
"yeah. we are" he smiled at her.
"how do you know"
he rubbed her back and she leaned closer to him. "cause we always do" this made a sliver of a smile appear on her face.
after waiting patiently in silence for a bit phil strode out of the office into the room they were all sitting in. stu noticed him. "oh phil! how-
"six fucking dollars for eight stitches" he was almost smiling, obviously on a lot of pain killers now. "how is that possible?" he immediately went up to his wife and grabbed her face to kiss her. it was passionate and rough but it was quick. "i love you, and everything is gonna be fine"
she laughed. "you sound a little bipolar there bud"
he grabbed her hand and kissed her head softly. "i mean if i was a foot to my left i would be dead. isn't that incredible"
"why the hell would that be incredible" she looked up at him.
stu rubbed his eyes. "guys what fuck are we gonna do"
alan spoke up every so slightly. "i'm sorry guys" he sighed and looked to his lap. "this wasn't part of the plan"
the three looked at each other. "what plan"
alan shook his head and ran out of the building. the got up worryingly and ran after him. "what are you talking about hon? what plan" liv touched his arm now surrounded by the large city of bangkok. a lot more people were around them and cars flooded the streets behind them.
"he's not even supposed to be here! he's not part of the wolf pack!" he barked back looking between them.
"alan" phil said in a low grumble. "what did you do" he pointed his thick trembling finger at him.
alan backed up in defense and put his palms up. "it's not my fault, he wasn't supposed to share from his bag."
"what bag?" phil seethed. his tone dropped with anger and as his fists clenched his knuckles turned white. his chest visibly rose and fell with every deep breath he took. his sunglasses were the only thing keeping alan from breaking because if he were to look phil in the eyes right now it would be over.
"the marshmallows"
"you mean the ones liv ate an entire bag of?" he stalked towards him.
"shit" olivia slapped her hand against her mouth.
"well i had a separate bag for teddy but then they got mixed up cause it was dark and everyone was sharing all of them and i just couldn't keep track" he stuttered, his pace in breathing picking up quickly.
stu threw his hands up in the air. "you spiked the marshmallows?" alan nodded. "i can't fucking believe you drugged us again!"
"no no no not you i just wanted to knock out teddy" alan defended.
"too far alan." olivia shook her head in disappointment. Stu started to flip out and pace while he yelled at alan along with phil.
as soon as all the screaming became incoherent stu ran over to alan and tackled him into the street still shouting at him.
"stu what the hell!" liv ran over to help alan. she grabbed stu shoulders. "stu you better fucking calm down and get out of the street" motorcycles wirred past them and people started to crowd around.
phil came up behind her and pushed stu off of alan. "quit it"
defeated, stu sat up resting on a crate of fruits. alan still laid on the ground. everyone was out of breath and honestly just tired of all this shit.
liv rubbed her finger through stu's hair and moved it roughly checking for injuries. once she was satisfied when she found none she patted his head and tried to catch her breath.
phil looked around and when alan stretched up he revealed letters on his belly. "Alan what's that written on your stomach? Lebua Hotel, Saturday 6pm. Huh" he glanced at olivia. "that's in 20 minutes" he breathed after looking at his watch.
"let's go"
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they walked into the hotel and after a gentleman found them and lead them to a room they immediately saw how large it was. they had walked into the restaurant of the hotel which was gorgeous. it was covered with white tablecloths and pictures. most of the walls were windows so all the natural light fell through the glass.
the man they had found at the front desk led them to a table with a large bald man sitting at a bigger table, alone. once he noticed them he put his hand up to signal he saw them and waved the polite man that lead them off.
the group looked at each other and awkwardly sat down. "hey boys. pretty girl" he winked at liv.
"holy fuck" she whispered to herself as she subconsciously scooted closer to phil. he naturally put his hand on her thigh and rubbed her knee gently with his large fingers.
"what? you can't expect me not to call you pretty girl when you're wearing that. plus the rest of y'all look like shit."
her face turned white and she immediately became aware of the fact that she was wearing a sports bra and men's underwear. her self consciousness cause her to stand up. "excuse me gentlemen" she walked back to reception hoping to God that they had a store in the huge hotel. after so long of being discombobulated it's hard to focus on your what you're wearing all the time.
phil shook his head after watching her leave "so who are you?"
"take off your fucking hat you're in a restaurant. damn" the man gestured to alan who removed it shyly. good thing liv left cause she would have beat the shit out of this guy for talking to alan that way.
phil cleared his throat. "okay listen we have no idea what's going on and-
"where's chow?" he interrupted. their eyes widened. "something wrong?"
"no no, nothings wrong."
"okay we'll chow has the account code and password i need so get him." he sipped his plum whiskey.
phil put his hands together and spoke clearly. "our friend teddy is missing. have you seen him?" he asked yet again.
the man pulled out a folder and threw it on the table. he flipped it open to reveal pictures of teddy with the group and some information about him. "we took teddy as insurance." they sighed in relief that he was okay. "listen you're going to meet me here on the roof tomorrow at 8. you're going to bring chow with you, with the account codes and passwords." he snapped his fingers at alan. "listen up pudgy-
"you of all people wanna call him pudgy?" liv walked up behind them finishing up braiding her hair. she now wore a large black t shirt with biker shorts and noticed the men looking at her outfit. "don't ask" she now carried a bag and looked at the boys, signaling that it was time to go. "we'll be there"
the boys started to get up, taking the hint and olivia walked over to the man's whiskey and downed the rest of it before glaring at him. "don't ever fucking talk to him like that again." she almost spit in his face but held back the urge. as they started to walk away they could hear him say "eight o'clock"
she gave him a thumbs up sarcastically and they left.