Chapter 129: Lucky #8

Lucky POV

River comes running in giggling "I hope Flame made me some more of that drink before she left"

I'm not in to giggling girls but she sounds cute when she giggles. She's pretty fucking hot she's also got a nice ass.

What the fuck. No it's annoying not cute, what's wrong with me? I'm punching Brain for dragging me into this.

She looks at me and kinda stiffness up. I lift my glass to her and she blushes.

She quickly goes over to the red head "Chailor do you need help?"

That's her name. Chailor. I got to remember that.

"I'm good sweet face" she says.

I look at her "Chailor where did you grow up?"

"Here, in Henderson. Why?" She asks.

"You say things like sweet face and sweet pea. Sounds more southern" She talks like my grandmother.

She laughs and smiles "My momma was from the south, my daddy was military. They meet and fell in love, he got stationed out here and then he discharged with honors after a few years. They died when I had just turned 17" she smiles sadly now.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring shit up. The way you talked reminded me of my grandmother in the Carolinas. I don't remember which part, it was a long time ago. She was a really great lady." I turn away from her and start looking around not wanting to get into all that with some strangers. I see Pickle look at me questioningly, I look away quickly. I don't need your shit right now brother.

I don't ever talk about my past but I liked my grandmother. Her house was safe and she was the nicest person I ever met at that point. We only went there once and once she came out here to visit us. Those few weeks were the safest I felt before I escaped my family.

I finish my drink. Maybe I'm drinking this too fast I just need some of this food. I'm nervous being here with normal people I guess. I'm not the most social person. I'm more of the type who sits back and watches before I interact with anyone.

I stand and walk to the small bar in the corner "Do you mind man?" I say to Lincoln.

"Help your self. Anything you want, make your self at home."  He says raising his glass.

"Anything huh" I say winking at Chailor.

"Okay almost anything man" Lincoln says laughing but giving me a stern look.

I better be careful before I get punched. I flirt when I'm nervous and I flirt when I drink all right hell I'm just a flirt.

"You and my brother should have hit a club together. Your both damn flirts, the girls would have just flocked to you both" him and Chailor laugh.

"Hey, Finn's not flirting with anyone but me" River yells out laughing as she throws her arms around Pickle's neck.

I laugh, a real genuine laugh. I haven't done that in a long time. Pickle looks at me and smiles and lifts his glass to me. I pour myself some more whiskey. I lift the bottle "anyone else?" I ask.

Lincoln walks over and puts his glass out. I pour him out a good two fingers worth.

"Can you make more of this?" River asks holding her cup up.

"What is it?" I ask.

She shrugs "Flame made it"

I walk over to her and reach for her glass and my fingers brush hers. My body overloads it was like being electrocuted the shock runs through my body. I pull back but her eyes meet mine, did she feel it too? I hold her eyes and take her glass and put it to my lips. I roll the liquid around my mouth for a minute.

I laugh and Pickle looks at me "It's Lucky #8 with a splash of pickle juice" I say laughing as I watch his face.

"No it's not!" He laughs looking at me.

I hand him the glass. He puts the glass to his lips and tastes it a few times.

He laughs "Sure as the fuck is!"  I laugh again and everyone's just looking at us strangely.

I pull out my phone and send Flame a quick message.

Me- Did you really make River a Lucky #8 with Pickle juice? Lol

Flame- lmao she likes it huh!!

Then she just sends a bunch of the crying laughing face emoji.

Me- Fucking smart ass!

I go over to the bar and make her another glass.

She just looks at it "Well try it" I say pushing it to her lips.

"Ohhhh wow that's really good!" She says smiling. "It's better then Flame's." She takes a few more drinks.

"Who do you think taught her that drink"  I say winking at her. She licks her lips and turns back to where Pickle is talking to the other two.

Pickle looks at me and shakes his head.

That was our signature drink to let each other know we found a girl for a three way at partys. The two of us, Flame and few other people shared the house that used to be on the property that the clubhouse is on now. We had party's all the time and we all took turns being the so called bartenders. Whenever one of us picked up a girl we would send the girl over to the one who was making drinks and we'd tell them to order the signature drink of the night.

I shrug at him. He stands up and looks at me.

"It wasn't me brother" I say laughing.

River looks at us confused "What's wrong with this drink, I like it." She says blushing.

"Yeah see Pickle she likes it" I say licking my piercing on my lip. She watches my mouth for a minute then turns redder as she notices me watching her.

"Come here Kitten" he says kissing her while he gives me the stink eye.

I laugh and make me one too cause why the fuck not. I'm stuck here might as well make the most of it and have me some fun.