Told You I Needed A Fuggin' Drink {Invite}

[Cameron Kincaid]

Continued from "Indecent Proposal"

*45 Minutes Later*

"Hey...You might as well just leave the bottle...It'll be easier..."

The bartender just nodded his head, knowing that Cameron was indeed telling the truth. He had seen him and the boys in here a few times before. Hell they all got into a bar fight a few months back and tore the place up so...You could say Cam was like family around here.

Lifting the glass to his lips once again, he paused before it touched his lips glaring through the glass almost, his eyes meeting their mirror image in the large and extended piece of glass lined along the back of the bar wall behind the counter. He only shook his head, still in disbelief over it all as he then proceeded to down the entire shot glass before almost slamming it back down onto the counter.

The bartender's attention quickly turned back to Cameron hearing the loud bang against the counter. Cam only shrugged it off before mouthing the word "Sorry" to the man supplying his fix for the night. Taking up the bottle he proceeded to pour himself yet another shot glass full of the liquid out of the bottle. Hell he didn't even know what this shit was. Was getting the job done though. Within seconds it was full again, and the bottle had found it's way back to the counter as he let out a long sigh, before once again turning the shot glass upside down almost while tilting his head back. The liquid splashed around the back of his throat for only a split second before it had been consumed in seconds. A sigh bordering that of a grunt left his mouth again before leaning forward on the bar stool, his elbows supporting his weight as his head dropped, glaring at the wood floor beneath the stool he sat atop of.

He knew he had royally fucked up this time. There was no going back as far as Lorelai was concerned. The crowd's reaction? That was nothing to him. He didn't really give a shit what they thought about the night's events. But the look on Lor's face was enough to tell him that it was all a huge mistake that he wish he could have taken back instantly.

His head slowly raised from it's lowered position, glaring back at the bottle once more and reaching his hand towards it slowly and taking ahold of it by the base of it and turning it slightly, as if observing the words written along the side of it. Another sigh released as he just said fuck it and took the bottle to the head. Screw that little ass fuckin' glass. What is he a goddamn toddler? Give him something worthy of a man. A sometimes stupid man but a man nonetheless. Damn this was going to be a long ass night he thought...A long ass night...

"...Never again...Will I listen to a mexican who has more traffic tickets on his lawnmower than My mom does on her Dodge Stratus...Bastard..."

[Addison Grey]

Addison closed her cell-phone once she knew Boston was giving her completely bullshit. "Hell, knowing her, she won't get angry anyways. She'll merely blame it on a lost signal." Addison was driving throughout town, looking for any sort of "Cam-worthy" drinking place. She knew Cam was a heavy drinker, in fact, she had been at Cam's side for many of those "fuck, I'm going to throw up' moments. Addison wasn't a heavy-drinker, in fact, she had been dubbed the 'designated' driver for many of their Spokane-Rendezvous back when they were in high school. Looking about the streets, looking for any sign of Cameron's car, she finally spotted one that looked similar.

"Bingo, great job Addy." She complimented herself as she pulled her purple Pontiac Grand Am into the parking lot. Pulling her out cell phone once more, she dialed Cam's number once again. "Answer the phone you idiot." She commented as she puller herself out of her car, and locked the door.

She was in her street wear, wearing blue jeans, a "Super Friends" t-shirt, and a black leather jacket she got from Cam years ago. It was a birthday gift, she had just turned eighteen, and Cam had always seen Addison's eyes wander off to it, whenever she was in it's presence. Addison was in her mid twenties now, so do the math. She loved the jacket, but hardly ever wore it publicly these days. Addison was actually surprised it still fit her...but then again, she has a fairly small stature, even for a professional wrestler.

[Cameron Kincaid]

"People just don't know how to leave shit alone do they...?"

"...The fuck you say buddy?"

Cameron merely shook his head hearing the bartenders words. He then reached down into his pocket feeling the vibrating phone instantly. No telling who it was at this point. Could have been anybody. Jacob and 'Nando, Addy, His parents, Miss Angel grilling him about getting her involved in this mess or even Cross saying "I Told You So"...Oh he'd do it too...

Pulling the phone from his pocket, he slowly raised the device to eye level as he instantly saw who was phoning him over and over again. Rolling his eyes as he saw it was Addison again, his hand almost fell to the counter with a loud bang, startling a few of the customers seated near him along the length of the bar area.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ!!! Can I PLEASE get started on my mission for alcohol poisoning tonight?!!?...Damn!..."

Raising his hand again, he just stared at the flashing letters reading "Lil' mama"..."Lil' Mama"..."Lil'Mama"...Over and over again. The damn thing just kept on and kept on and just wouldn't stop. He knew he should have cut the sumbitch off in the first place when he left. He had no idea what she wanted with him after earlier tonight really. Could have been anything. Maybe she wanted to tell him he was a damn fool for even doing something like that or maybe she wanted to corner him and go into "mother-mode". Something he did NOT want to have to hear anytime tonight. But he also knew he couldn't ignore the call forever. Eventually she'd start to worry, a few more calls would be made, and with his luck lately he'd have a goddamn search party looking for him like he was a missing pre-teen pageant bitch. And that he certainly couldn't have.

Raising the phone slowly to his ear, he pressed the SEND button, connecting the call as he sighed heavily before responding into the phone...

"*Sigh*...Well...See I'm not gonna get any private time tonight to drown these sorrows...So...Might as well let me have it Lil' Mama..."

And with that the bottle was raised to his lips again, taking a huge swig as he awaited the words of scorn he was expecting from his long time friend.

[Addison Grey]

"Well, I'm outside, standing next to your truck...I have a huge bat...and I feel like smashing some windows." Addison replies, putting on a on a sarcastic tone. Pausing for moment, to see if Cameron responds, she continues, "Nah, I'm just joshing you, but try looking at towards the entrance of this place, you might see a surprise...might want to sit up a bit though, people here are gigantic." Then again, everyone compared to Addison seemed rather tall. Smiling to herself, she hangs up the phone, this seemed to be a habit. "Good-byes" didn't seem to exist in Grey's world.

[Cameron Kincaid]

"...*Sigh*..."

Cameron couldn't even reply before hearing the dialtone over the phone. Her words hadn't really registered with him until he reached for the bottle once again...Thinking it over...She used a sarcastic tone but...She did the same years ago with the first car his parents had ever bought him...

...

The memory quickly came rushing back to his thoughts. Like he was back in Spokane all those years ago in the parking lot of their high school...All he could see was the ball bat crashing through his driver side window over and over again...

"..."

His eyes widened, as he turned towards the front of the bar, shifting his body slightly in the chair as if looking around and through the crowd of people coming and going through the place. He could see the small framed woman just barely, as well as the bat clutched in her palms. His vision quickly darted back to the bottle...Then back to Addison...The bottle...Addison...

"...Oh hell no..."

The bottle was instantly let go of by his hand, as he nearly jumped up from his chair, reaching into his pocket and retreiving a wad of cash from it. His hands fumbled with the money for a few seconds, clearly worried about his windows and windshield right now. That's a fuggin' Nissan Titan. Can't just let anybody have their way with it with a baseball bat. Sheeesh.

Dropping the cash on the counter without even counting it, he turns and begins the trek towards the door. A look of almost worry on his face the entire time, he found himself fighting through the sea of people towards the door, arriving there after no more than 20 or so seconds. Placing his palm against the glass of the door, he pushed it open as he stepped out into the cold Chicago air, his eyes already focused on Addison and the bat to be more exact.

"Alright! Alright I'm out here now...Put...The bat...Down...And step away from the truck Addy...Let's not make tonight any worse that it is now. So go ahead and tell me how stupid I am so I can finish getting shit faced. "

His steps towards her continued, placing the phone back into his pocket as he could see the almost sinister smile only grow in her facial features.

[Addison Grey]

Addison winded the bat back, as if she held the world's home-run record, and swung with her might, just stopping herself seconds before hitting the windshield. She then began to laugh, the expression on Cam's face was priceless. "You have no idea how fun that is," she replied, bringing the bat down, and using it as a leaning stick, "I mean...the adrenaline you feel when breaking someone's windows with this thing is a feeling everyone in the world needs to experience at least once in their life." Addison was actually hiding the fact that she was surprised that she had maintained being herself for so long. She couldn't remember the last time she was in total control of her actions without having any consequences in the matter. "Cheer up Emo-boy, you're here for a reason, and that's because Lor flat-out dumped your ass, and I don't blame her either." Addison smiled at herself, she was being completely honest, nothing wrong with that. "Cam, I've never seen you in that mindset before, what the hell was with that back there? I called Lor moments after, but she fed me some bull about how this is all storyline, hell, I could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't acting." Addison paused again, maybe that was a little harsh, and gave Cam a sly smile, "So, when did you meet her? When did you fall in looooove? How does she even know you exist?"

[Cameron Kincaid]

"Ha...Ha...Fuckin'...Ha..."

The only initial words from his mouth as his steps finally allowed for him to arrive at the truck, slowly leaning against it as he let out a slight cough before finally chiming back in...

"Pfftt...Whatever...We met about two weeks ago I think...Maybe three. Hell I dunno. I'm fuggin' blitzed. We met back in the ahhh..."

His hand raises, finding it's way to his temple as he rubs it for a few seconds, as if pushing the words from his mouth...Finally...

"Back in the Chi-Town cafe a few weeks ago or so. Started talking just casually...*Sigh* Somehow...Spokane was brought up...One thing led to another and you were mentioned...By her...I think..."

"..."

"Did I mention I'm drunk?...Ugh, anyway so long story short, we figure out we both share a common friend or whatever. I ask her out and she rejects me of course. Another week passes and I ask her out again...Rejection again...Then I'm like fuck it...Why not take things to the extreme and just go all out. Maybe that'll get her attention and let her know I'm serious about it all...Annnnnnd as you can see...Didn't quite work out...The way I...Thought...

Shaking his head, his hands found their way to his pockets as he glanced downward towards the bat supporting her body weight at the moment. Slowly his sights arose back up towards her face locking eyes with hers as she stood there shaking her head back and forth as if she was bewildered on how he could even come up with such a stupid way to show a woman he was interested. Blame the alcohol I guess eh?

He then thought back a few seconds to everything Addison had said to him. She was right. He had never been that way with any girl in his 24 years on this earth. So why now? He even began to find the whole thing strange himself at this point. What was it that made him go through with the whole thing. Everyone thinks of doing stupid things, but most are wise enough to just...Not do em'. Did that mean she was also right about him being in love? That much he doubted. Maybe heavily in "like" with her but love?...He hadn't felt that way about anyone since...

He quickly shakes the thought off, coughing a bit as a slight cold breeze blows through the parking lot, watching as a couple passes by them headed inside of the bar. Turning back to her he replies again...

"A storyline huh?...Pssh...Well let's me know how serious she takes me I guess. Guess that's something. Storyline my ass...Meh...Fuck it..."

[Addison Grey]

"You have to understand Cam, you practically proposed to her, even if it was just just a date. You went a little too extreme, especially for Lor's liking." She then walked up and smacked Cam on the shoulder, "You should have told me you dimwit. You see, Lor likes to take things slowly, and she's all about first impressions. If you're a jerk to her from the beginning, she's going treat you the way she thinks you deserve to be treated. That's always been the case with Lor. She might seem like a cold-hearted bitch at first, but really, she's a great person once you get to know her, and not. Throw. Yourself. Against. Her." She let out a sigh, she was hoping all of this would sink into Cameron, even if he was drunk, and not feeling the greatest at the moment. "Look, she used storyline as an excuse, because she doesn't know how to deal with it. She made a fool of herself out there tonight, I've never seen Lor so speechless, ever. Hell, you invited her parents. How real can a proposal get?"

Addison then jumped on the hood of the truck, laying on it, her feet dangling off the side. She didn't weigh enough for the hood to dent anyways. "I don't know Cam, I'm not sure if you can redeem yourself after that stunt you pulled, honestly."

[Cameron Kincaid]

He stood there not speaking a word the entire time she spoke. Staring out across the parking lot through the sea of cars parked there tonight. He honestly tried to ignore her at first, not wanting or feeling like hearing what he already knew. But eventually those words started to seep through one by one.

He DID go too far. Yea in theory or when he was thinking it over it SEEMED like a pretty decent idea and all. But clearly he had underestimated her as well as himself, when he could have just sat her down, talked to her about it and took a better approach.

Remaining silent until Addison had finished up her last bit of grilling dialog, he reached for the bat laying besides Addison on top of the hood of the car, almost prying it from her hands even. Holding the bat up to eye level he gazed at it for a few seconds before speaking up again...

"I guess that explains it then. Explains it all...I can't honestly say I wasn't a jerk the first time we met. Well at least I know SHE thought so...Hell all I was trying to do is make her laugh to be perfectly truthful. But she took it all seriously I guess or whatever."

"Probably messed things up real bad with her tonight. Hell even if I didn't..."

Shaking his head he paused for a second, the bat lowering to his own side and now leaning with it himself just as she did minutes ago...

"...Not like I can ever face her again. Think I need to get traded to the blue team when I get back from Spokane again...Pssh...May need to just find a new place to wrestle."

"..."

"They hiring in New York?..."

[Addison Grey]

Addison laughed, "When aren't they?" Addison was hoping that the mentioning of the company she worked for wasn't going to spark any questions on why she wasn't there at the moment in the first place. Usually, people around this time were around the HQ, getting ready for the upcoming season. Administration figured, after a little outburst, that Addison should take some time off, to try and clear her head. "Blah, the last month or so has been hell on me Cam," she figured she would slightly bring it up, without causing too much of a distraction to Cam's current situation with Boston. She stretched herself on the hood of the truck, letting out a sigh. "It feels nice to finally relax after a bit."

Addison then starred at the sky, wondering how it would be like to be Boston's situation. Imagining how it would be like to have Cam to wake up too after a crazy night. It made her laugh, she never through of Cam as more than just a friend...well...maybe once or so, but those were just drunken slurs anyways. At the moment, she couldn't remember if she ever told Cam about her little mental distractions she's been having lately.

[Cameron Kincaid]

"Hmmpf...Maybe I should give em' a call then...Psssh..."

His eyes met the blacktop concrete beneath his feet, listening to his old friend again before chiming back in...

"Hell huh? Ha...Now that's something I guess we got in common right now. Same here Lil' Mama, same here..."

Raising the bat again, he let Addison's favorite weapon of choice drape over his shoulder as his steps began towards the front of the truck. Within seconds he found himself standing facing the vehicle, glancing down at Addison staring up into the night sky. A smirk surprisingly appeared on his face as he too found his way to the car hood, of course making a slightly much larger impact than Addison did. A small dent in the hood. Nothing to worry about. At least not right now. He sat there looking out into the street and the cars passing by the bar tonight as his words could be heard starting up again, turning his head to the side slightly, just barely seeing her sprawled out frame through his peripheral vision...

"So...Ya gonna tell me what's been so hellacious about the past month or so then? Hey might as well. I'm sitting here dying inside. May as well join me. Sure you don't want a drink? Got a bottle paid for already still in there on the counter. Might loosen you up a bit. Lord knows it did me...Hmm...Maybe I could send her some flowers and candy to apologize when I get to Spokane...Hmm..."

[Addison Grey]

Addison ran her hand through her hair, well, now was going to the best time, if ever. "Since I arrived back in New York, I haven't been able to control my actions entirely," she regretfully admitted, "I can think of three different essences that took me over within the last few weeks." She holds up her hand, counting, "The insane-mother figure to Cosette, Westley Washington, lesbian wife to someone I oddly can't remember the name of at the moment, and this school-girl type entity, who happens to be friends with everyone. All which, were characters I portrayed within the last eight months. I don't know Cam...I think I might be crazy." She brings her hand down, and lets out a sigh, "I passed out last week, in the middle of a meeting. They put me in a hospital, and apparently, I become someone entirely different." She hadn't talked about this within anyone yet, merely telling people the reason she was home, was because the company allowed her to take a little mini-vacation before the season started. "They claimed I was convulsing, and moving in awkward positions, and, well...having sexual feelings with my boss, Sarah" Her faced flushed a violet red, "And you know me Cam, I'm not lesbian, or anything like that...I don't know what's wrong with me."

[Fernando Castro]

Cam's phone started wildly buzzing with a new text message...

From his favorite Mexican...

<haha u got servd where u drinkin at me n jake wanna laff @ u sum more>

[Cameron Kincaid]

Cam's face had taken on an even more serious demeanor after hearing what Addison had been going through herself over the past month or so. Multiple personalities maybe? Whatever it was it sure sounded as if it was serious enough that she had to take a break from her wrestling career. Just at that moment he could feel the phone vibrating once again in his pocket.

Shaking his head again, he reached for his pocket pulling the phone from his pocket, looking to see just who in the hell was bothering him now...

"..."

Wow great. This deportation dodging son of a bitch wanted to play games huh. Little fucker. He instantly flips the phone in his hand, his thumb readily dancing across the keypad texting his drinking buddy back as he spoke to Addison in response...

"Jeeezus Lil' Mama...It sounds pretty serious to me. Maybe it's good I got you out of Spokane for a little while. We both know that place isn't exactly helping when it comes to efforts to keep sanity. And I...Wait...Wait...Did you say lesbian?...Tell me that's a joke..."

He turned slightly to face her again, just as he had finished up his respond text message. It read "Suck it dry you ignorant immigrant. Choke on a burrito." That should get him off Cam's back for a few minutes. Dude could barely read so that'd take him a few hours to decipher he thought. Sliding the phone back into his pocket again he turned to his good friend again, shifting himself on the hood of the truck..

"So is this like the time back in high school when I got you all pissy drunk where you like morphed into somebody else right in front of my eyes...? Shit was way freaky...Not all bad though. You DID turn into a big flirt after gettin' a few drinks in your system..."

"..."

"Sure you don't wanna go in and get a drink or two?..."

[Addison Grey]

"Wait what?" Addison replied, turning around, leaning on her elbow to face Cam, "I don't remember that night. I don't remember ever getting drunk for that matter." She had a look of surprise on her face, maybe this problem was something bigger than she thought it was.