Ashley was pissed. She hadn't even wanted to go to a club; she hated the club scene; but of course as usual her older sister Rebecca had insisted upon it. Begged her to go. And now as if things weren't bad enough; she had left her there at the club all alone. Well not entirely alone she guessed. Rebecca's asshole boyfriend Dwayne was there with her cursing and kicking the parking lot. As if that was going to solve anything.
It was all Dwayne's fault anyway. Ever since he had shown up in their lives he brought nothing but trouble with him. Ashley and Rebecca's parents hated him. With good reason. He was a bit of a drunk and often reeked of marijuana. He also mooched off her sister and never seemed to have any money despite having a decent job. But if Ashley were to be honest; the main reason for their disliking him was because he was black. Ashley herself had never warmed to him for the same reasons. But Rebecca always liked bad boys; so of course she was head over heels for Dwayne.
That is of course until tonight. Tonight her sister had run into a friend of hers who saw Dwayne and his buddy Sam leave a party with some slut in their arms. Dwayne of course denied it; but Rebecca believed the girl. He had cheated on her before after all. And this was her breaking point. She smacked and cursed at Dwayne. Cried and screamed how he was a no good piece of shit to anyone who would listen. Practically the whole club did. Ashley had only tried to calm her down. She wasn't really defending Dwayne. Why would she? But the end result was the same. Rebecca had gotten pissed at her too and left them both there with no way to get home. Even Ashley's cellphone had been in her sister's purse. Not to mention her money. And Dwayne certainly wasn't going to be any help on that account.
The club's bouncer was yelling at Dwayne saying they were going to call the cops. This last word got Ashley's attention quick and she grabbed her sister's ex telling him to calm down. He got a little rough with her; but soon relented. Once he had settled down Ashley asked Dwayne if he had any money and he confirmed her suspicion. They were broke. She had one last spark of hope and asked the bouncer to loan her a couple dollars for a cab. He dashed those hopes; telling her to get lost.
Ashley was still a little drunk, but figured that they only lived a little over two miles away. Her sister had hardly stranded them in the middle of nowhere. She was a little wobbly on her feet but figured she could walk that far. Not that she particularly wanted to. And she did have Dwayne to protect her after all. Which was a good thing she thought. There was a lot worse than him out there.
Taking Dwayne by the hand she proposed they walk home together. She was sure that once her sister got over the initial shock she'd forgive Dwayne anyway. Again. She always did. The first thing Ashley realized as they set off was that it was cold. She was only wearing a short dress and heels; her dirty blonde hair held up high in a bun. She sort of wished she had drank more. Would've warmed her up. She told Dwayne she was cold, hoping he'd be a gentleman and offer her his jacket. No such luck.