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and the flames went higher
~Emily’s POV~
I didn’t expect Jinxx to be cute although I’m not sure what I expected. Drinking hard liquor from the bottle in a van with a cute guitar player that smelled like what I imagined day old Andy to smell like was definitely not how I’d envisioned this night going. When he spoke to me his eyes filled with this warm glow and the corner of his lips curved into a boyish grin that told me I could’ve put a move on him and he probably wouldn’t have objected. I began considering it as we spoke more about how messed up their relationship was. How he didn’t see the warning signs and how he kind of still loved her because she fit the mould of every guy’s hot-but-crazy fantasy.
By the time sound check rolled around he’d rejected my invite of a place to stay and I was pretty sure I’d never see him again. After seeing the hold she had on him, I hated her that much more and I got a sick sense of satisfaction when I let my lips linger seconds away from his. I wanted to kiss him if only to taste the soul of somebody else that had been screwed over by Olivia’s madness. Maybe if I collected enough soul fragments I’d become whole. Maybe if I collected enough soul fragments from the men she’d ruined I’d become her.
I didn’t have to make the move; he jolted away from me and our eyes met longingly. “Emily.” Hot rye breath rushed at me, “You don’t want to do this.” I could practically see his chest rising and falling with each fevered breath from the corner of my eyes as I looked up at him.
“What if I do?” I whispered breathlessly. We’d fought on the same side of the same pointless battle after all; didn’t that connect us in some way?
“You’re beautiful, and I want you.” He paused and a moment passed, “But you wouldn’t do that to Andy.”
He was right. Half of me wanted to pull him into my arms and be his rebound, but the better half of me made me shake my head and walk away without another word.
Music played loudly inside the venue, beckoning me toward it. I entered the pit with the fury of a scorned woman and zeroed in on Ashley. Gently I lay a hand on his neck while standing behind him, graced my nails upward and entangled my fingers in his hair before spinning him around. He smirked in shock upon seeing me and his mouth opened to say something before I pressed my lips hard against his and made out with him to a punk rock cover of Ring Of Fire.
I didn’t expect Jinxx to be cute although I’m not sure what I expected. Drinking hard liquor from the bottle in a van with a cute guitar player that smelled like what I imagined day old Andy to smell like was definitely not how I’d envisioned this night going. When he spoke to me his eyes filled with this warm glow and the corner of his lips curved into a boyish grin that told me I could’ve put a move on him and he probably wouldn’t have objected. I began considering it as we spoke more about how messed up their relationship was. How he didn’t see the warning signs and how he kind of still loved her because she fit the mould of every guy’s hot-but-crazy fantasy.
By the time sound check rolled around he’d rejected my invite of a place to stay and I was pretty sure I’d never see him again. After seeing the hold she had on him, I hated her that much more and I got a sick sense of satisfaction when I let my lips linger seconds away from his. I wanted to kiss him if only to taste the soul of somebody else that had been screwed over by Olivia’s madness. Maybe if I collected enough soul fragments I’d become whole. Maybe if I collected enough soul fragments from the men she’d ruined I’d become her.
I didn’t have to make the move; he jolted away from me and our eyes met longingly. “Emily.” Hot rye breath rushed at me, “You don’t want to do this.” I could practically see his chest rising and falling with each fevered breath from the corner of my eyes as I looked up at him.
“What if I do?” I whispered breathlessly. We’d fought on the same side of the same pointless battle after all; didn’t that connect us in some way?
“You’re beautiful, and I want you.” He paused and a moment passed, “But you wouldn’t do that to Andy.”
He was right. Half of me wanted to pull him into my arms and be his rebound, but the better half of me made me shake my head and walk away without another word.
Music played loudly inside the venue, beckoning me toward it. I entered the pit with the fury of a scorned woman and zeroed in on Ashley. Gently I lay a hand on his neck while standing behind him, graced my nails upward and entangled my fingers in his hair before spinning him around. He smirked in shock upon seeing me and his mouth opened to say something before I pressed my lips hard against his and made out with him to a punk rock cover of Ring Of Fire.
It me.
12/6/21