God, I hated these places.
But she was here. So, ironically, it was the only place I wanted to be.
I made my way through the clumps of dancing girls and the men standing on the outskirts like fucking vultures. The strobe lights were blinding, as well as the smoke, but that didn’t stop me. I came to another room which was bigger than the rest.
The whole thing looked like an abandoned house that someone had turned into a nightclub. There were old floral sofas filled with people kissing, rotting staircases with people dancing and hanging from them like stripper poles, and the 70's lamps that gave the room its only bit of warm light. The rest was intense, bold flashes of light, mostly in blues and purples.
I scanned the next room, what would have been the kitchen before it was overrun with socialites, and for a second I thought this search would be pointless.
But then… no.
Short black hair. Slender shoulders. Snowy skin.
Found you, angel.
The more I looked around, the more the faces of her friends became visible. But all I saw was her.
All I ever saw was her.
Long strides took me across the room, but as I was halfway to getting her, she turned, dancing and smiling, but all that faded once she saw me. For a second, the black in her eyes widened; even in the smoke, I could see that difference. Her chest halted. Her mouth popped open. Her body paused entirely.
But then something washed over her.
Molten anger.
Her eyes narrowed, bottom lip sinking between her teeth, and her body moved like she knew every little sway was driving me insane. She turned away from me again and carried on, blocking me out. My strides resumed, but when I looked up again, her arms weren’t up in the air. No, they were tracingsome scumbag who probably didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as her.
He was taller than her, blonde hair, so completely not her type, but I knew what she was doing.
And lucky for her, it was working.
I didn’t have time to move before she snaked her arms around his neck, and with a quick smile and a look in my direction, her mouth was on his.
My body felt on fire, as though gasoline had been dumped on me and Cora had flicked a match in my direction. I didn’t think then. Couldn’t. All I wanted to do was drag her out of here and explain everything. My core was molten as I made my way to her, and it would’ve taken an army to stop me.
The random she’d chosen had the audacity to trail his arms all over her curves, over her hips and down to the hem of her tight chiffon dress. The deep violet fabric barely covered her ass, so when his slimy hands hovered over it, that was all I needed to get me to her in two seconds flat.
My hand wrapped around his wrist, yanking him away from her. My eyes fell on his. “Touch her again, I dare you.”
“Jesus, what the fuck.” The guy gasped, stumbling back as his eyes widened. “Shekissedme.”
“Didn’t stop you from grabbing her ass, did it?” I gripped the neck of his shirt tighter. “Now, fuck off.”
I pushed him back, sending him tumbling into a group of guys.
“What the fuck is your problem?” her voice shouted.
I didn’t even look at Cora as I grabbed her hand. “We’re going.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m staying here.” She yanked her hand back, and I gave in and set my eyes on her.
All that hurt had turned to anger, and I knew here wasn’t the place to simmer it.
I shook my head. “Outside.”
Her hands shoved my chest. “Fuck. You.”
Defiant. Little. Creature
