I think I'm drunk, am not sure, I've never been drunk before, I suddenly understand the word buzzed. I feel confident, like I can have the entire word at my feat.
I've done like seven shots of different brands of alcohol, it's probably eight or ten I'm not sure, I stopped counting at three."Oh my God you are so funny Dee." Chloe said laughing so hard at something I said.
"Shall we have another round?" A girl asked Abby, I think.
"Damn right, this one's on me, oh wait it's a party everything's free"" I said in a serious voice and the entire table burst out laughing so hard.
"I think you've had enough Dee" Michael the Guy who's lap I was sitting on said, his arm holding me down as I attempt to stand up.
"You think so?" I asked leaning my back on his chest.
"Yeap, I need some air, wanna come with me?" He whispered in my ear.
"Hmm" I agreed standing up and straightened my dress.
He grabbed my hand and lead me outside. The main club was packed as we walked pass it. People dancing on the dance floor.
"Think I can get some water?" I asked suddenly thirsty for real water.
"Of course. Come with me"
He led me through a bunch of people dancing and no, it was not fun. I could have sworn I felt someone grope my ass.
When we got to the bar Michael got me a glass if water. I drank it down in a few seconds.
"Guess you were really thirsty?" He asked looking at me weirdly.
"Yeah" I looked up at him. he's so handsome, his blond hair almost covering his sparkly green eyes. How did I not notice he was standing so close."You look really beautiful today Dee". He whispered and I feel heat rising to my face.
"How'd you know my name?" I blurt.
He looked taken aback for a few moments."We go to school together and I think you're pretty cool." He says slowly
"Thank you" I said looking away.
"I gotta go to the wash room" that's what drinking so much fluids do to you."Alright I'll wait for you here."
Turning around I looked for the wash room which was easy to find, did my business and got out.
As I was walked out back to the club, I spied Chloe and Lydia walking towards me, they were probably going to the wash room too."Hey Dee, you and that hottie was gone for a while, we had to see if you were okay." Lydia said, she didn't seem so drink.
"His name is Michael and you know it" I said as we walked toward the dance floor.
"He couldn't take his eyes off you" that was Chloe.
"You're both imaging things"
"Yeah, say what you want, shall we dance?" Lydia asked, it was more like a statement because she already began dragging both me and Chloe to the middle of the dance floor."Hell yeah!" That was Chloe.
I've never dances in public before but it's not like anyone knew who I am so heck yeah. Chloe threw her hands in the air while rolling her hips. Lydia did something similar both of them stood by each side of me. Like a protective stance, I was in the middle.So, I decided to follow their lead. I didn't know the song, I'm not even sure the song was in English but it had a good beat and after a few seconds I was rolling with the beat.
My right hand in the air, the left on my waist while rolling my hips The first song ended and another took it place, in the middle of the third song the crowd on the dance floor reduced. Only Chloe, Lydia and I. And a few couples here and there. I could feel eyes on me it felt weird like a caress and for some reason I decide to look around.My eyes came to a stop on a tall guy, wait, he seemed manly I'm not sure how old he might be. His face was really beautiful, strong jaws and high cheekbone, his lips were in pressed in a grim line so couldn't say, straight nose and his hair seemed gelled back.
His face was without expression, exactly what I'd call poker face, one I'd never be able to pull off even of my life depended on it.But I don't think he'd ever look more attractive. Not like I know him or anything.
What bordered me was his eyes, they were so blue it looked fake. They seemed somewhat upset like mad about something. His gaze was so intense I wanted to look away and keep looking at the same time.
Only his eyes seemed to show any emotion. They were burning and so cold at the same time.
Staring into mine like he knew me. Everything about him screamed Danger with a capital D. And I didn't need any sort of problems right now or ever. "Look away Dee, do it now" I whispered to myself still moving with the song. I looked away.I slid my gaze to the side towards the entrance of the club.
And landed on a girl around my age. She seems mad at too, staring daggers at me, honestly if looks could kill, I'd be six feet under. Like I was her mortal enemy. I didn't even know her. But I couldn't care less. There was something about her bleached blonde hair that seemed familiar I just couldn't put my finger on it.And then it hit Me like a ton of bricks, that Blondie, I known her, its being about two years since I saw her. One of the reasons I left the family. My cousin Katharina.
I looked away quickly "f*ck" I cursed under my breath. I had to get out of here, now. before she recognizes me. Of all the clubs in New York she had to come to this one and today.I looked for Lydia and Chloe but the seemed to be coupled up with some guys, when did that happen? I almost yelled. Maybe when I was staring at the guy in black like a creep. damn it!
Quickly looking for an escape route I decide to walk to the crowdy bar maybe I could blend in.
I must have done a bad job blending in or my plan sucked because just as I reach the bar someone grabbed my arm and turned me forcefully.
I almost lost my balance in the high heeled knee length boots, almost."You better stat away from my man you whore." I know that voice. Looking up with a death glare Katharina was standing before me, fuming, if this was a cartoon she'd smoke coming out of her ears.
"And don't you fucking touch me or I'm going to bitch slap you into next week, got it?" I said in her face. Her eyes widen. "Lola?" She seemed shocked.
"Yes Kat?" I said flatly.
"What the hell are you doing here dressed like a whore?"
What a bitch! My dress was covering more skin than hers."What does it look like I'm doing? Watching TV?" I said in a sarcastic voice.
"Don't freaking talk to me like that does your mother know that you are whoring around instead of being in school, I mean I won't be surprised, you're both sluts" I didn't even wait for her to finish that sentence. Throwing my hand, I introduced my palm to her face and her head flew backwards.
Damn it my hand was on fire but it was so worth it. She staggered for a moment and almost fell on her ass but caught a chair, steadying herself. Immediately she got back on her feet and I knew the moment she jumped me. I wanted to duck or get out of the way but I knew I'd never move out of the way in time.So, I closed my eyes waiting for all hell to break loose but she never made impact.
"Enough" someone snapped, the voice sent shivers down my spine. And I just knew without opening my eyes whom that voice belonged to."That stupid bitch hit me" kat yelled like an insane woman. Opening my eyes, I realize why Katharina never made impact, someone was holding her down. The insanely beautiful man was standing a few feet from me. Thank God, I wanted to keep it that way.
"You dare to cause a scene here?" He asked in a deadly calm voice. Good thing he wasn't directing the question at me. "She started it!" She almost screamed. "Geez no need to shout no one's deaf here you know?" I said in a low voice but apparently everyone heard me because I was now the center of attention. I just had to open my big mouth. "Get her out of here" he said not taking his eyes off me and the guy holding kat did just that, not asking any questions. Whoever this man was he has a dont-mess-with-me vibe around him. And I, was just about to find my square root. "Thank you" I said walking by him to get the heck out of here.
he grabbed my arm "Not so fast." I almost fainted.
I could have sworn I felt a zen from where his skin met mine. His hold was firm but surprisingly gentle. "You're coming with me" he said and started walking out of the club. "W-wh-hat? I-i em didn't do anything" I stammered. Good work Dee, you just indirectly told him how scared you were. Okay, deep breaths, think of something, He's almost at the door. "Wait!" I said digging my heals. He turned and raised an eyebrow in question, God, who does that?"I em can't leave without my friends" I blurt, wasn't actually a lie.
"I'll send someone to get them." He turned and this time he didn't stop. When we got out, he walked towards a black car, and opened the passenger sit. No way I was going to agree to go anywhere with him. But I wasn't asked. One second, I was standing and the next I was in the car.
"Buckle up" was all he said before shutting the door. What the hell? A moment later he was in the driver's sit and the car began to move. I felt uncomfortable being so close to him.
Alone with him.
A man.
"Who are you? Where are you taking me? Is it because I hit Katharina? I didn't mean to she just really pissed me off. Am sorry okay, now can you let me go?" I asked in a rush. Okay I was freaking out.
"Do you always ask so much questions?" "No" "Good" "Will you answer them?" "No" "But why?" "Cause I'll be the one asking the questions, got it?"
I don't think he was asking but I nodded anyway. "Good. What is your name?"
"Dolores". I never use my given name but hell if I was gonna lie to him. I Was scared to my bones. He seemed satisfied with my answer. "Now explain to me why the hell were you out dancing in a club, dressed like that" he said in a Calm voice that made me shiver. Why was he asking?
"I don't understand what you mean." He packed the car in what looked like an empty lot. He opened his door and got out. I did the same. Only I lean my back on the car, after a few seconds he was standing in front of me.
"Why aren't you in school?" How did he know about that? Only a few people in the family knew about my schooling. "I snuck out" I said in a small voice. "Why?" I couldn't hold his cold gaze so I looked away. "Nothing" I said in a small voice. "I won't ask again" he glared down at me. "I wanted to have fun like a normal person. please don't tell anyone you saw me" his glare lessened. "How many times?" God he was standing so close, did he have to be so close?
"What?" "How many time have you gone out dressed like that" his eyes slid down my body lingering in certainly places like my chest, waist, hips and legs. His gaze felt felt like a touch and I suddenly felt self-conscious. "Why do you care?" I almost yelled in frustration. He made me feel really uncomfortable. He gave me a pointed look. "It's the first time" I said looking away. "Don't lie to me" "I swear"
Something vibrated. he dipped his hand in his pocket and brought out a phone. He operated it for a few seconds then placed it back in his pocket.
"Why are you asking me all this questions anyway? You're not my dad just because you are part of the family doesn't make you the boss of me." he looked like he wanted to roll his eyes or shoot me.
"Let's go" he said walking across the front of the car to the driver's door. Really having no choice, I got in as well. "I'm not part if your family" he said pulling out if the lot. Weird. He seemed to know a lot about me. "Well then who are you? Are" I swallowed hard " are you going to hurt me?" He looked at me for a few seconds before answering. "No" Even his voice was sexy and Proud like him. Wait, did I just say his voice was sexy? OK so I have officially lost it.MY head hurts so so bad. I want to die. I'd just finished my math exam. My mouth still feels like I have a cotton but on my tongue."Why again did I agree to go partying a day before finals? "I asked myself as I walk back to my dorm. Lydia and Chloe already finished and submitted early, my guess? To go back to the dorms and sleep. It was my plan as well. And opening the door I guessed right, Lydia was lying halfway on her bed the lower part of her was on the floor. And Chloe?? I can't say, her neck was in a really awkward positi
*** I don't know how to feel as I see the familiar buildings that lead to my home, can't really call it that, I mean a home is somewhere you feel save and happy. Right? I should probably feel thrilled as we got closer. Aren't you supposed to feel boundless joy over going home and seeing members of your family again? Chloe and Lydia always talk about how they missed their family back at the academy.
I heard loud voices outside my room, someone was screaming like a banshee. I really don't want to know who it is. After the delicious lunch with mama, I went back to my room. Throughout lunch mother seemed out of it. Like she was sad about something. I told her stories about the academy and about Lydia and Chloe. When I asked what was making her distracted or sad, she smiled and covered it up. I just have a feeling it'd be something related to father. Was he cheating on her again? Or mistreating her. She wouldn'
Last night as I walked away from the living room, I told myself that I wouldn't cry and that it wasn't true, it couldn't be true. I told myself That I'd be strong. But as soon as I walked into my room and locked my door. The water works started coming. Loud sobs from deep inside me. Because I knew, I just knew that it was true. I was getting married and there's no two ways about it. So, I cried my heart out until my eyes closed and I slept off.
"Good morning, Beatrice" Carlos said and I am reminded of his presence. "Carlos, I didn't see you there" mother replied. "I should get going. You two have a nice day." He said as he stood up and walked out leaving his cup on the table no doubt expecting someone to get rid of it. "You wanted to talk honey?" I snapped my gaze back to mother. "Mmm. Yes" well where do I start. "Well, who is it?" I asked am not even sure I want to know anymore. "Who?" Mother asked feigning ignorance This time I shot her a glare. "I'm going to assume you mean your future husband" she said calmly. I was anything but calm He's not my future husband! I wanted to shout but decided to keep shut. "His name is Dominko Salvatore" mother said dropping the bomb. My heart jumped. I inhale, knowing his name doesn’t make me feel different. This still doesn’t feel real. "Hmm, Salvatore?" I thought out loud. That doesn't make any sense. Last night before I slept off, I tried to remember
"What is this mother?" I asked as soon as I saw her. Immediately I left my room I walked straight to the kitchen where I knew mama would be assisting with dinner.She froze for a moment before she slowly turned to face me. Like she's being preparing for this confrontation. "I'm sorry Lola. But it could not be avoided or prolongedfor much longer" she said slowly. “Its not like its happening next week for God sake” “Actually dear, it is…” she drawled out Swallowing a lump in my throat I pinched the bridge of my nose “Next week? Next week?” I drew in a deep breath needing to yell. “are you people kidding me?” “I’m trying to come to terms with the news I just got, what? Two days ago? And now this? what’s with the rush?” “We cant keep them waiting any longer. You turned eighteen two months ago you know how things are” I burry my face in my palms. I refused to cry, I feel like I’ve being crying nonstop for da
Now grandfather Alonzo and I walked arms and in arms to my bedroom on the second floor."You have grown so well in this two years Delores. Almost good enough to eat" grandfather Alonzo said just as we got to the second floor. Yuck! What do you say to that? "Er mmm thanks?" It came out more like a question. He chuckled, his walking cane making a tap-tap noise as we walked down the empty hallway. “Answer me Dolores, did any of those little boys give you a hard time? Touch you? I would be happy to make them loose it” "Nothing I couldn't handle" Touch me? Weird. Glad we were already at my door. Wouldn't have to answer any questions."You are so special my dear Lola. So very special you have no idea" grandfather Alonzo whispered. "Grandfather Alonzo could you please tell my mother I decided to retire for the evening?" I asked, a sweet smile tugging at my lips. "Of course my dear" he said
Looking at the mirror I see a dark gray eyes, perfectly plucked eyebrows and pink painted lush lips. A perfectly beautified face. My dark black brown hair was pulled into a slick bun at the top of my head. My hair looks shiny like soft silk.