Andy

“Come on, man. You couldn't just leave her there like that. And let's not forget, you let her dose off on your shoulder-”
“What? No! Fuck you, no...No.” I stutter, finding something to say. “Wait, I never asked you to bring her, okay. It's your fucking fault!” I yell. With the look Ashley is giving me, it's like he knows what I'm thinking. “What the hell, man! I don't give a damn to what happens to all the sluts out there. I didn't even want to come to the trash party first of all.” Especially after hearing mom call after god knows how many business tours.

I'm angry as shit.

“Shut up. That means I am right- As always. You know what, I'm really sick now after last night. I'm gonna just go. Don't call me, Okay!” I try to loosen my fist and calm the shit down as Ashley lazily makes his way in the opposite. Out of all people, he is the only one who can bare with my problems, so at least for that I need to show my support.
Even though I do not understand his logic of picking random girls from parties, setting me up so she can wake up in Fairytopia and fuck with me.

So fucking absurd.

Boy, is this girl dead or does she actually sleep like that like a pig. I haven't even seen her move a muscle. I sigh when I hear the thud of the door, signaling the exit of my beloved buddy.

Cautiously, I take few steps closer, involuntarily tugging on my lip ring. It's totally none of my business but just with the fact that she's in my room, worries the shit out of me. Just when I was contemplating a plan to dispose the corpse out of my room, my eyes widen when I notice something move under the sheet. So she is alive.

I take few more steps closer, taking in her looks. A pendant dangles from her sweaty neck. Taking the warm and shiny silver between my fingers, I read ' K' engraved on the heart and the name 'Linda' written in cursive at the back. Probably her name is Linda?

My consciousness get back to me too late when a pair of terrifyingly grey eyes laser me. I am immediately tugged hard from the neck and in the next moment, I am nothing but stuck in between a painful tangle of legs, arms and blankets with silky brown straights dangling in my face. It smells of shampoo and cigarettes. I guess yet, it still is a good feeling...
I groan in pain as I feel my arms being ripped out of their sockets. “Stop! What the fuck is wrong with you!?” I scream. I make an attempt of struggle, trying hard to escape, but these pairs of arms are unexpectedly strong as I fall back with my cheeks kissing the mattress. “Ahh!”

Ashley, where are you, bud?

Great, he must have gone out now.

“Shut up! Shut. Up!Tell me, where am I? Who the fuck are you? What the heck happened last night!?” A voice yells from behind my ears that sounds more chirpy and yet with an authority, not any innocent one. I take deep breaths to calm down my rapid breathing.
I wonder what could be the story behind the seriousness in the voice, the roughness in her palms. I chuckle, sort of thinking how she managed to lift a guy of 150 pounds. That sure as hell needs a lot of working out. “You're asking me to shut up and then you ask me to tell where you are. Choose,Hot-stuff. What should I do?” I assert calmly with a hint of humor, noticing her shoulders droop.

“Don't act too smart, Asshole. Where. Am. I?” She says with a slightly less confidence- Exactly what I happened to want. With a tight hold of her left thigh that's straddling me, I swing left and shift her interlocked hand and push under my shirt and out, successfully escaping and trapping this pretty witch, nailing her hands locked with my shirt above her head. She lets out a surprised yelp. I get to study her face more closer this time with only few words to describe- Innocent, lonely and beautiful. Her complexion, like mine is pale, in contrast to her shabby, dark chocolaty hair; Pink lips and sculpted cheekbones with slightly sunken eyes that shows insufficiency of sleep. My eyes catch her deep, molten silver ones, gazing straight at my lip piercing and I somehow seem to guess what is going on in her mind.
A haunting expression replaces her face as my smirk hovers over it.
“In my bed, of course.” I reply.

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