Kapitel 13: The dance floor
Curiosity had eaten him up so he went forward to those three and stood right behind Claire. "Hey bro!" Max hit his shoulder and gave him this gesture that he failed to understand.
"Claire here was challenged to come to tell you to dance with her," Greg said before max could and when Corey looked down at Claire, she had her face down sipping the drink in her glass.
"Why not? I mean she's going to be my wife soon," he didn't do Claire a favour by shaming those two, he naturally didn't like both of them but because of his feelings toward them he was going to kind of disgrace himself because he didn't know how to dance.
However, his utterance didn't just shock Max and Greg, it shocked Claire that she immediately lifted her head to look at him. "Bro!" Max chuckled secretly telling Corey who was acting as Donald to change his mind.
"Hmm," he had lines on his head and he lifted his palm at her. Claire for a moment stared at his huge palm and then his face. What if he was just playing her and would let her fall to just mistreat her?
But as foolish as she was, she accepted his hand and dropped her glass on the counter before going with him to the dance floor. This caught everyone's attention as the couple that causes the gathering came to dance without being asked to.
"I don't know how to dance," Corey uttered the moment the music began.
"I didn't ask you to dance with me," she replied. She must still be upset with him.
"Were they bullying you?"
"No," she answered and was suddenly frustrated. "It's simple to dance!" She glared at him.
"But I don't know how to..." And he stepped on her gown causing her to lose her stance. Because he had his hand around her waist, he didn't want her to fall so he followed her to the ground and suddenly saw her head would hit the nail used to patch some decorations. He without a second thought placed his hand behind her hand and successfully fell on her.
Claire groaned in pain, shutting her eyes closed and trying to regain herself. When she opened her eyes, she saw him right on top of her and turned her gaze to everyone to see them smiling secretly at each other. To them, they'd think it was a coincidence but Claire and Corey were taking advantage of the situation because they'd maintained that pose for more than a minute.
"You always cause trouble," she glared at him hatefully but there was another feeling the look of hatred covered.
Corey surprised her by only wincing and making a face that said he was in pain. "Blood!" Someone noticed the flow of his blood under her head and slowly brought them to their feet.
Now Claire felt sorry for him, the wound looked so deep and as she peered at it, she felt weak in the gut and her backbone felt cold. "Donald," she took his hand into hers and had his blood on her hand. She looked up at him to see he didn't regret saving her head.
The next moment, they were both in a room while Julie went to bring a first aid kit to treat his wound while their parents tended to the guests and order the blood stains on the floor cleaned. Now, it was just Claire and Corey in the room. She just couldn't stop feeling uneasy about his injury.
They would stare at each other and not say a thing, for more than three minutes after wrapping his hand with a napkin found, she paced about the room.
Seven minutes went by and they were still silent until Julie came in, "take care of his wound," Claire ordered.
"Why can't you do it, Claire?" This question could have cost Julie her job if Claire wasn't her friend.
"I don't want to and does it look like I care?"
"Why are you being so harsh to him?"
"He was harsh and ruthless to me first, I'm just giving him a taste of his medicine." With that, she looked at him and frowned. Could he hear what they were talking about?
"Why?" She asked him.
"It wouldn't have been nice if you got injured instead, I brought you to the dance floor despite knowing I can't dance. It's my fault if I want to be sincere."
"Good you know." Claire proceeded in leaving the room.
"By the way, you look beautiful today," Corey didn't know when those words left his mouth. Did he just say that? They both Internally asked themselves.
Without turning to face him, she composed herself and answered. "Took you too long to notice and your compliment is the least I care about. Take care of him," She smiled at Julie before leaving the room.
Who could she tell about how she burned because he called her beautiful? And who could Corey tell for letting a woman manipulate his mind? Was he failing already? Oh no! What did she do to him?
Claire went to another room where she could view the guest leaving one by one after greeting her parents along with Donald's parents.
She poured herself a glass of alcohol and drank it gradually before having it all in her stomach. She knew she shouldn't drink alcohol but Donald was messing with her mind again and she was thinking of different things to do with him.
When the day came to an end, Max and Greg went to the room Corey was to see the doctor leaving. Julie, in the end, couldn't stop the blood from gushing out so they eventually called the doctor without Claire knowing a thing.
They greeted their friend and asked if he'd throw a bachelor's party before the wedding. Of course, Corey declined but they stubbornly told him that if he doesn't, they would throw the party for him.
Corey smiled and lay in bed because he felt weak from the treatment.
When he woke up, he saw Claire staring at him with her mouth drooling.
"Hey!" He pushed her off. "Are you..." Sitting, he asked but noticed she was acting bizarrely. "Hey!" He pushed her by her shoulder and she pushed back as if she had no bone in her.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I wanted to..." She pointed her finger at him. "I wanted to see your face," she frowned suddenly. "You fell and...and... hurt your hand, it must have been so painful!" She lost her stance and almost fall off the bed but he caught her by her back and pushed her toward but her body was so soft as she was drunk. She made him fall back in bed and landed on top of him. "Ah, Donald... you are sexy," she was listening to his heart beat and rubbing her hand on his chest, still on top of him.
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