Bab 8: CHAPTER EIGHT

Drunk in lust

My clothes piled up as I threw almost everything in my closet on the floor, trying to look for something to wear. No, not at all, absolutely not, hideous, no, no. Ugly! I'm going crazy! I scrambled through my pile of clothes, looking for something hot, sexy and mini but at the same time not too desperate. "Aha! Got it." I looked at the black and white dress with a top and a skirt. It was a half sleeve white, black patchwork insert mesh crop-top with a pencil skirt dress. I put the dress on the bed and grabbed my five-inch red bottom stilettos, putting it next to the bed.

Just when I was about to take my clothes off, my phone rang. I knitted my eyebrows in confusion and walked towards my nightstand, picking up my phone and looked at the unknown number. "Hello? Alexandra speaking."

"Hey, ohm, it's me Jaden. I wanted to know if we're still going to the club tonight." Shit! I forgot about him. I couldn't lie to him, seeing that I was already going to the club with the girls. So, I decided to tell him to meet me at the new club that just opened.

We said our goodbyes and I hung up, walking into the bathroom. "Wow this dress is nice and sexy. Who are you trying to impress?" My mom shouted from behind the door.

"No one!" I shouted from the bathroom, "Yeah, yeah. But don't let your father see this dress!" She shouted again from the bedroom, "I wasn't going to!"

"You still have to face your brothers though." Shit! I forgot about them too, well fuck them, I'm seventeen. They can't tell me what to wear. "Whatever." She opened the door and crossed her arms, leaning against the doorway. "You know, you remind me so much of myself when I was your age." My mother made her way into the bathroom and helped me with my hair, "You're so outspoken and stubborn." She rolled her eyes at me, "I love the way you're not afraid to speak your mind. I always loved that about you. But I also know you, you can be hard to deal with sometimes and you need to take a deep breath, relax. Think things through before acting, you tend to be irrational sometimes."

"And before you say otherwise." My mother stopped me before I could defend myself, "You're my daughter, I know you. Very well." She quoted with a firm nod, finishing with my hairdo. "Done." She touched my shoulders with a soft hold, leaning her head against me. "You look so beautiful."

"Thanks mom." I made my way out of the bathroom and grabbed my lotion on my vanity table, strolling towards my bed as I sat down, applying lotion on my legs and arms. "What's going on between you and Max?" I cleared my throat at that, placing the lotion on the bed as I stretched my legs out, resting my weight on the palm of my hands. "Nothing mom, there is nothing going on between Max and I."

"You can lie to your brothers but not me. Come on, let me do your makeup." I sighed, nodding my head, not wanting to argue with my mom. "Close your eyes." I did what I was told and closed my eyes, letting my mother do her magic.

My mom and I had a great relationship, she was always there when I needed her. She was like a best friend to me, a best friend that I couldn't talk about my sexual life because it was awkward. But I never felt the need to tell her about my sexual life, it was as if we were connected. She knew when I was happy, when I was sad and when something was bothering me. She knew everything and knew the exact words to bring me back to the right state of mind.

She was amazing.

"Don't move." She would growl at me every time I move an inch because I was destroying her masterpiece. So dramatic!

"It's fine mom or I'm going to look like a hooker with too much makeup on my face." I huffed, trying to put my stilettos on. "Ah, ah, ah. I'm almost done. Just a little lipstick and done." She grinned cheekily, looking at her masterpiece which by the way –was me.

The doorbell rang and I panicked. "The girls are here! What more do you have to do?" I blinked my lashes, smacking my lips together, "I said I was done, come on. Let me help you put your dress on." I stood up from the bed and with her help, I slipped into my dress. "You look great honey, now get out there and have fun!" She squealed like a schoolgirl, and I chuckled, shaking my head at my crazy mom before walking out of the door, making my way to the stairs.

"But not too much fun." She winked at me with a shrug of her shoulders before shooing me away with her hands. I rolled my eyes and walked down the stairs, making a quick walk towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?" I turned around smiling innocently at my brothers.

"Whatever. The girls are waiting for me so if you excuse me." I said sassily, turning around and walked toward the door. "We're coming too. There is no way I'm going to let my mate go to a club with my sister and besides. We were going anyways, thanks for inviting us sister." Anderson said bitterly.

I shrugged my shoulders before opening the door. "Wow! You guys look amazing." I gushed out as I pulled them into a hug one by one. "Let's party baby!" We squealed together and made our way toward Zoe's car as my brothers hoped into Anderson's car.

We drove downtown with roof down and music blasting, the lights illuminating the dark sky. Clubs filled with people outside or just people walking on the sidewalk as they window shopped. Couples hugging or kissing each other as they took pictures of each other.

"This is going to be a great night; I can feel it."

I on the other hand felt very nervous for some kind of reason, my palms were sweaty, and I felt strange butterflies in my stomach, as if I knew what was coming tonight. "Come on Alexandra!" Chloe screamed loudly, her hands in the air. I gave her a short smile, shaking my head at her craziness. "We will have so much fun. We're going to drink and have some fun." Chloe sat back down on the seat, hugging me closely in excitement. "Come on, I don't like seeing you like this." I chuckled as Chloe shook me slightly as if that would charge me up. "Okay, I'm fine. Yes, we're going to have fun and drunk."

"Hell yes!"

Zoe parked her car a feet away from the club and turned off the engine, pressing a button to lift back the sunroof. We retouched our makeup in the car and fixed our hair, the loud music of the club basting through the walls. I got out of the car and sprayed some perfume as Chloe got out and Zoe locked the doors.

"Let's go, the night just started." We walked past the long line of people and through security, walking in. The place was crowded.

There were people everywhere, some on the dance floor, on the bar counter. Some were pole dancing, on the sofa's making out, smoking or drinking or doing both.

Jaden came over to me the moment he spotted me, and I turned to look at the girls who shrugged their shoulders and I sighed, nodding my head as we made our way towards the bar. "I'm glad that you're here, I thought that you wouldn't come. Do you want something to drink?"

"Yes. Cranberry vodka!" I yelled back at him over the loud music before sitting on the bar. The bartender made us our drink and handed them to Jaden, he gave me mine and mentioned me to the dance floor.

"Want to dance?" He asked me, whispering in my ears and I nodded my head, not wanting to say no before walking toward the dance floor with him, just as Major Lazer & DJ Snake - Lean On (feat. MØ) begin to play.

I turned around as Jaden stood behind me, grabbing me by my waist as we grinded on each other. It felt so good, dancing like that with him, feeling free from thoughts about Max but something was making me feel guilty about it.

I just shrugged it off and kept grinding on Jaden with both of my hands in the air. I brought the cup towards my lips and took a sip, moving my hips against his. He ran his hands up and down my curves as we moved to the beat of the song.

I closed my eyes and suddenly, Jaden disappeared into the background and the one dancing with me was Max. His manly hands ravishing my body as I shivered in delight.

I popped my eyes open and looked straight into a couple of golden ones, he was playing with my head, fucking bastard. I moaned just with the lustfully looks he was giving me. I wanted him so bad. He brought his cup towards his lips and took a sip, looking at me with black eyes.

I ran my tongue across my lips before biting my bottom lip unconsciously. The drink didn't even run through my system yet and I was already drunk but drunk in lust. Jaden was dancing with me, but I was dancing for Max, something in me has changed.

He was there, but then he wasn't. I shifted my head through the crowd, my eyes looking around for him. "Are you okay?" The song ended and a slow song began to play. Jaden's hands running on my body made me snap out of it and turned to look at him. "Oh sorry, yes, I'm fine. I just need to use the restroom; I'll be right back." I said in his ear before walking in another direction, looking for the restroom.

I pushed passed the crowd in front of the restroom and got inside, pushing a toilet to find a girl and a boy having sex in the stall. I oops at them and closed the door back, at least lock the door jeez, no one needs to see that, his dick wasn't that big anyways. I pushed another stall open and sighed in relief when it was empty.

I got inside and did my business before flushing the toilet, my head spinning. What the hell? I blinked my eyes as black dots cleared my vision, my hand holding the wall for support. Wow, I feel funny. I shook my head and unlocked the stall, getting out.

I guess the drink hit me harder than I thought it would, it never happened to me though. It takes me more than one drink to get turned up. I walked towards the sink and washed my hands, looking up in the mirror to see my black eyes.

I touched under my eyes as I stared at them, not now. She growled at me, my eyes shifting around before they went back to their normal blue-green color. I sighed, snapping my head behind me as the two teens I had interrupted got out of the stall giggling.

I rolled my eyes at them and dried my hands, walking out of the restroom. I made my way through the crowded club as I made my way towards the bar and asked the bartender for the best drink he had, seeing that the cranberry vodka wasn't for me today.

Of course, he looked at me weirdly because he was a human, and I was just seventeen, but a little flirting here and there got me what I wanted.

I winked at him before chugging the drink down, feeling it burning down my throat for a moment before it felt amazing. Wow, I wanted more of this. I ordered another one and whirled around on the chair and narrowed my eyes at Max dancing with a girl, his hands moving on her body as he kissed her neck, his eyes fixing on me the whole time.

What game was he playing at?