《Gun To My Head, Stake To My Heart》9
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I was anxiously waiting to hear back from her. It's been 10 minutes and I'm pretty sure I had checked my phone at least a hundred times. I can't believe I'm acting like a lovesick teenager who texted her crush for the first time. I pinched myself to calm down.
I opened my phone and gasped as I saw the thought bubble forming. And then sighed when it disappeared. And then gasped when it appeared again. And then sigh- wait! That girl is probably doing that on purpose. She knows I'm anxiously waiting to hear back, so she's playing with my emotions. My suspicions were confirmed when I glanced down at the single worded text.
Okay, well where r we goin bc I don't know any clubs
I groaned when I saw the thought bubble appear and disappear a few times.
Ugh! Didn't mean it like that. Where should we go
The thought bubble kept appearing and disappearing. I decided to call her out.
Will u quit doing that. I know you aren't going to leave me on read so jst answer already
Okay cool see u there
I'll keep u guessing
I locked my phone as I saw a stream of texts coming from her. I smirked as I read them. Two can play your little mind games, Lara. How about that?
I died laughing at her texts. She was just as chaotic as I expected her texts to be. I'll probably arrive at the club around 9 since I have some stuff I need to finish.
Well, I thought I'd arrive around 9, but Zayn came over and distracted me with takeout. I didn't realize the time until I saw it was 9:30! Shit! I quickly got dressed and made sure I looked hot as hell. I wore a short, short skirt and a sheer top. I opted not to wear a bra or underwear since I was trying to seduce the lioness.
Zayn nearly fell out his chair upon seeing me. He blushed and quickly averted his eyes while saying that I looked nice. I laughed at his flustered state and shooed him out my apartment. I put on my fuck me heels and flagged a cab down. The driver took a solid 30 seconds to move the car since he was staring at my chest. I had to clap to make him jump and start the vehicle.
The ride took around 15 minutes. The car stopped at a club whose line was wrapped around the building. How was I supposed to get in? I know she said to use her name, but should I cut the line? Well, I'm not planning on staying in line. I ignored the grumbles of the people in the queue and walked up to the bouncer.
"The line is back there." He pointed.
"I'm here to see Lara." He immediately removed the barrier and allowed me in. I didn't think it'd be that easy. "She's in the VIP section. Just go to the back and up the stairs. It's impossible to miss." I nodded and made my way through the sweaty bodies.
The bouncer outside was right. It was impossible to miss the added security around the stairs. Like the other bouncer, they asked my name. Once I gave it, they removed the barrier and allowed me entry.
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As I climbed up the stairs, the smell of weed hit me like a freight train. My jaw almost dropped at the shirtless waitresses. I then took a moment to look around the club. I mainly saw girls, with a few dudes occasionally. I'm assuming this is a gay club. I passed by one of the waitresses who bit her lip as she checked me out. I gave her a polite smile as I walked deeper into this hedonistic club.
There were girls practically having sex on some of the couches. I saw others making out, doing coke, body shots and more. I was expecting to see Lara partaking in some lustful activities. What I'd didn't expect was to see a disappointed Lara. She kept glancing at her phone, like she was waiting for someone. Oh shit, she's waiting for me. I felt my heart break at her saddened state.
"I didn't realize my presence would get you so down." Lara's face immediately lit up as she gazed up at me.
"You made it!" She stood from her seat to embrace me. I think the hug lasted longer than a friendly hug should be. "Sit, sit." She pointed to the spot across from her. "I was starting to think you wouldn't show."
"I debated it." I teased.
"What made you decide against it?" She snapped her fingers and motioned for a waitress to hand me a drink.
"I was bored." I took a sip of the mixed drink. I was pleasantly surprised that Lara got me my favorite drink. "How'd you know this is my favorite drink? Have you been stalking me?" I teased, but in actuality I wanted to know how much info she had on me.
"You seemed like a simple gin and tonic kind of girl." She sipped her Bloody Mary.
"And you're a fruity kind of girl." I motioned at her drink.
"Mmm... I like sweet things. But, I also prefer a salty taste." She licked her lips and leaned back to observe my outfit.
"Like what you see?" I quirked a brow.
"Very much." Her eyes were transfixed on my visible boobs.I began crossing and uncrossing my legs, like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct. I could've sworn I heard a growl from her. "I suggest you halt your teasing..." Her eyes darkened with so much lust. "I'm not known for my self control." I could've sworn I saw her canines enlarging, but I think it was the lighting since they appeared to be back to normal size.
"Well, we'll just have to build up your skill." I leaned forward so that my boobs appeared bigger. She licked her lips while eyeing my nipples. She then broke off the stem from the cherry in her drink. She put it in her mouth and intensely stared at me the entire time. She opened her mouth to reveal the stem tied into a knot. She removed the stem slowly, allowing her fingers to be get wet from her saliva. She sensually ran her tongue over her lips one last time before sitting back in her seat.
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"What did I do to receive this award?" She downed the rest of her drink and motioned for another drink to be brought to her. "Oh, does it have to do with me showing up to work? If it's that then I'll show up everyday from now on. I'll even show up on weekends!"
"Positive reinforcement goes a long way." I sipped my drink. I didn't wasn't to become tipsy around her, but didn't want her to question why I wasn't drinking.
"Oh, into handing out reward and punishment, are you?" She downed her Moscow mule and leaned forwards, but not before signaling for another drink. Damn, how high is this girl's tolerance?! "Can I get a preview of authoritative Nicole?" Her breath fanned my lips.
"Mmm... I don't think you've been good enough." I leaned back to create some space, but Lara wasn't having it since she moved next to me.
"Then what can I do to be on the good list since I'm currently on the naughty list." She grabbed the new drink and sipped it. "Tell me. I'll do anything to please you." Her eyes were so intense it took my breath away.
"Anything?" I breathed out.
"Anything." Her lips were so close that I had to stay perfectly still. One move would cause our lips to brush. "Why aren't you drinking?" She whispered.
"Huh?" She moved back and handed me my gin and tonic.
She motioned for me to drink, so I reluctantly obliged. She snapped and signaled for another drink to be brought to me. This time I was brought a vesper. Her eyes basically commanded me to drink it. She watched me as I tiled the glass back and allowed the bite from the alcohol to enter my throat. She then tipped the glass, forcing me to swallow the entire drink.
"Good, you're drinking, now." She motioned for a vodka on the rocks to be brought to me.
"I didn't realize drinks meant binge drinking." I shuddered off the burn in my throat.
"Well, you should try fruity drinks. They mask the taste of the alcohol."
"How long have you been here? And how come you're not tipsy?" I questioned. I was beginning to feel the familiar haze overcome my head.
"After work. Wasn't sure when you'd arrive." I felt guilty knowing that she waited hours for me. "And I haven't had a drink until you arrived. We were to have drinks together, not alone." She smiled. Aww, she waited for me.
"What made you so desperate to wait for a woman?" I teased.
"I mean... when the woman is you, why wouldn't I wait?" At first I thought she was just shamelessly flirting, but her eyes told me a different story. She honestly believed that.
"Is that a line you use on all your victims?" I awkwardly chuckled into my drink.
"I'd never use something so vulnerable on someone else." She placed her drink down and looked away. Her expression was one of longing and fatigue. Like she was so tired or something and neared giving up.
"Umm... what-"
"What do you think of me?" She cut me off. I was taken off guard by her direct question. Her eyes were begging for me to answer her honestly.
"Why do you want my honest opinion?" I somehow managed to ask.
"Because your opinion matters the most to me." She muttered, but I managed to hear her. "I'm just curious." She spoke louder.
"I think you're nice, a bit flirtatious for your own good." She shyly smiled at that. "You are more of a Funtime type of person than a person married to their job. Uh... you're-"
"Honest, please." She interrupted me. "I want to know what you honestly think of me, Nicole." The way she said my fake name sounded forced. Like she hated having to refer to me with that name. "Not the fake bullshit the media prints about me. What do you think of me?"
"I think you're smarter than you let on." I was careful in how I described her. "You have this party girl persona because you don't want people seeing the real you for some reason." She was hanging onto every word I said. "Overall, I think you're broken and use alcohol and sex to numb your pain." She sat back with an unreadable expression. "I'm sorr-"
"Don't be. I asked for honesty." She held her hand up. "I value your honesty. Thank you." She clinked our glasses together. "And you're not wrong." She sipped her drink. "Didn't realize you were so observant." She chuckled.
"Didn't realize you could be vulnerable. I guess we're both surprising each other." I drank while eyeing her with interest.
"Enough with the heavy stuff. Let's let loose!" She made a circular motion in the air, eliciting shouts of joy from the other women nearby.
Soon, the waitresses were passing around shots of tequila. I'm not sure how many shots I had, but the next thing I knew I was slumped against Lara. I could've sworn I saw the emotion of love settle over her face as she gazed down at my form.
But, what did confuse me was that I saw a girl saddle up to her. She was clearly wasted as she straddled Lara, but that's not what confused me. Lara moved the hair covering the girls neck and peppered kisses up to her ear. She then pulled back and opened her mouth. Her canines became elongated before she drove them into the girl's neck. The girl originally flinched, but began moaning at the sensation. Lara sucked on the girls' neck for a while before pulling away. I saw something red drip down her chin. She then turned and looked at me with eyes filled with fear. And that was the last thing I saw before darkness consumed me.
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