I finish off my drink, tossing it in one of the waste bins and refuse to reach for another one just yet. Another girl tries to getmy attention, but I shake her off. Tonight is one of the first times I’m annoyed by the attention I get because I’m too focused.
Then I see her. She’s in between two other girls I’m sure are on her team, but I couldn’t tell you their names. I don’t really care to know them anyway. My large strides bring me over to her quickly, and the second she notices her eyes narrow.
“How nice of you to grace us with your presence,” I taunt.
“Ew, I forgot this is your house,” she lies.
“It’s your house too, since we’re family and all.”
“We are not family.”
Don’t I know it.If she was my family I wouldn’t have the thoughts about what I would do to her body. How I would fuck her awake, fill her with so much of my cum she would feel me leaking from her little pussy for days.
No, we aren’t family.
But it pisses her off when I make comments like that. Which is why I’ll never stop.
“Have fun.” I stretch my arm out to let her walk past me. Mayson gives me a disbelieving look.
One of her friends mumbles, “Let’s go,” and pulls the other two deeper into the house.
I stop Mayson with a hand on her bicep, dropping my lips to her ear. “Not too much fun.”
“You don’t tell me what the fuck to do.”
“You sure about that?” I let go of her, and back away.
She keeps her eyes trained on me, clearly waiting for more. But she’s safe for a couple more hours. I really will let her have some fun, I’ll just be watching and figuring out how much worse I’m going to make her life as soon as it turns midnight.
Chapter 3
Mayson
“That was fucking weird,” my teammate Anja murmurs.
“Not really, that’s just Colin.”
I feel his eyes on me throughout the night, and I’m just waiting for him to pounce. I’m trying not to drink too much because I have to stay alert around him. But when the drinks start to hit me a little harder than I expect, I wonder if I didn’t eat enough.
I can’t even remember what I ate today.
The room is spinning.
Where did my friends go? I swear I was staying next to them and they wouldn’t just leave me.
God, my head feels horrible; I swear I didn’t drink that much. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this drunk before in my entire life. This is awful.
I lose my balance because suddenly I feel like my legs don’t work. My instant thought is that I’m not going to be able to play soccer anymore if I can’t use my legs.
“You’ll be able to play soccer,” a deep voice says, and I didn’t even realize I spoke.
I recognize the stupid voice as Colin, but he sounds so far away. My vision is so blurry I can hardly make out his stupid attractive face. I hate that he’s good looking because it would make hating him a lot easier if my body got on board. Instead, physically I want him when the rest of me wants to punch him in the face.
“I knew you thought I was hot,” he says with a laugh.
I can’t believe I said that out loud as well, I’m just going to clamp my mouth shut. I try to do just that, but he laughs again, and I swear I’m being taken somewhere. I can’t ask where because my mouth is shut and I don’t know how to unstick my lips together.
My back hits a bed, and the room around me continues to spin. I’m able to open my mouth again because a tiny piece of self preservation finally kicks in. I’m unable to form any words so I just start to scream.
