Hoping for 50+ comments please :] another story? Yes, aha.
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I quickly gulped down the Sioux City sarsaparilla and slammed the glass bottle against the counter top. "Hit me" I told the bar-tender.
"Sir, that's your 5th one today" he spoke in a fresh Texas accent as he started to wipe down the table. "You're over the limit" he walked over and started to collect the empty plates left on the table.
"FUCK!" I clenched my fists and slammed it against the counter. He shook his head and walked past the saloon doors and went outside for a cigarette. I sighed and did the same; I took out a cigar from my pocket and light it. The saloon was filled with loads of old people; they were drinking, playing a traditional game of cards on the deck or playing snooker. Old westernized music was playing in the background, Can-can girls dancing the "rond de jambre" and prancing around in their strapless dresses and their feather boas, I laughed to myself as I saw these two men fighting over a chair they were totally drunk. I shook my head and continued to smoke my cigar.
"Excuse me" said the person sitting next me. I turned and took a puff and blew the smoke in the air.
"What?" I said
He pointed to the sign "no smoking allowed". I rolled my eyes and scoffed as I got up and walked outside and continued smoking.
You're probably all thinking, where the hell I am? I'm in Texas; it's the late 1930s. I live in a small town called Fort Davis. I'm 21 and single. My name is Nick. Most people would refer to me as a "bad ass" because I am bad. I rule this town. Well, not technically, but in my mind I do. I do what I please and when I want to. I live in an apartment with my friends, David, Dean & Cody. We are all part of this gang called "the rookies". I have been in prison several times, for drugs, sexual abuse, stealing, trust me, the list can go on. People who mess with me will regret it in the future. No, I didn't escape, I got released I have connections with people.
The sun beamed down onto the sand. It was hot, like every other day, 90 degrees Fahrenheit. The sun was smiling down at everything. I took one last puff of my cigarette and threw it to the ground, crushing it against the ground with the soul of my black boots. I sat on the deck chair of the saloon and put my hat over my head, shielding the light. Before I knew it; I was sleeping on the chair.
30 minutes later and I could hear horses riding in from the town square. I put my hat on and walked onto the front. Two brown horses both, riding at the same pace. They both stopped towards the entrance of the saloon. It was the sheriff. I hissed under my breath "shit" What have I done now, I though to myself.
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Ok, so, here is my new Nelena story. Haha If you are kinda confused, It is a Wild Wild West theme, with cowboys, saloons and fights and junk. Lol and set back in the late 1930s. I really hope you enjoy the new story. Just a note; there may be a graphic scene aha lol xD & swearing soo :] enjoy.
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Boltlover1234 2 years ago 6
Oh, how I love bad boys :)
ladiicrazii234 2 years ago 4