TWO

VERA’S POV

I stepped into Nathan’s house, with my left hand curled around Nathan’s arm, and I tried not to sneeze as a whiff of smoke stung my nostrils. No, that was not cigarettes. I didn’t even try to figure out what it was they were smoking, or what pills they seemed to be passing around to each other at the party – so this was what an adult party was like!

   I glanced at Nate and smiled as I noted the frown on his face. He was obviously already regretting bringing me. I shrugged as I stepped in, well it was already to late to tell me to go back home – although I could not put it past him.

    I was in for another shock when I fully stepped into the building. Several girls were topless, and twerking on the laps of the guys. I blushed hotly and looked away. There was something so intimate about the way they were grinding their bodies against the guys.

   I let go of Nathan’s arm and stepped into the throng of people whining their bodies to the slow music and getting wasted on alcohol and whatever pills was being passed around. Someone grabbed my waist, pulling me hard against a full male body.

   My first instinct was to scream, then I realized that would be childish of me. Of course the guy only wanted to dance. I started moving my waist against his body, to the rhythm of the slow music. I told myself that I was partying, I was enjoying this.

   The guy obviously wanted more. His large hands moved from my hips to splay against my belly, causing a funny sensation to start from the pit of my stomach, then he took his hand further up, till they were cupping my breasts.

   I gasped, and froze not knowing what to do. This was the first time a guy hand ever touched me so intimately. I felt a blush rise up on my cheeks, probably staining them red, and then I couldn’t think again as I saw the angry face of Nathan looming over us.

   “Stay away from this one looser!” He hissed at the guy, then yanked me out of his arms. The guy seemed angry at first, but when he recognized Nate, he apologized and walked off. Nate was probably very feared around. Well, there was one girl that didn’t fear him – me! And I was very angry with him.

   I whirled around to face him, shouting so that my voice could be heard against the music. “What on earth is wrong with you! Can’t you see you’re doing it again?”

   “Doing what?” He looked equally angry, but he was not shouting.

   “Ruining my social life!”

   “So is this your idea of a social life? Getting feeled up by a weirdo in a crazy drug party?”

   “If that guy is a weirdo, then so are you!” I swiped angrily at the tears that filled my eyes. “I see what you do with other girls, and this party is your party!”

   Nathan was silent a bit, and a look of pain entered his midnight blue eyes. I was about you apologize when he spoke next. “That’s right princess. I’m not any better than any of these guys. I’m danger, you are too good for any of us – I shouldn’t even have brought you to this party.”

    I was still trying to process through my jumbled emotions when Nathan started dragging me across the room. At first, I thought he wanted to lock me up somewhere till the party was over, but he only dragged me to a corner, pulled out a seat, and forced me to sit.

   “You’d remain here till this party is over, and I don’t want to see you talking to any other guys. After it’s over, I’m dropping you off.”

   I sighed, and rolled my eyes, then feeling suddenly tired, I decided to sit – only to watch Nate do more than flirt with a lot of girls.

    Life was so unfair, I muttered to myself. Why did Nate get to be with any girl he wanted, when I couldn’t even be allowed to talk to a boy – when I couldn’t be allowed to tell Nate I loved him.

   He stood tall now, leaning his well ripped body against the wall, while two topless girls took turns grinding against him, and letting him squeeze their boobs.

   I could feel my heart thudding against my breast in an unnamed emotion – anger, of course, maybe with a little jealousy, and… something else. I was wondering what it would feel like if I was the one Nate held the way he held those girls, if I was the one he was…

   I got to my feet angrily and stormed over to where he was. If I couldn’t have any guys, then he couldn’t have any girls too.

   Nate straightened immediately he saw me, his eyes already on me.

   “I want to use the bathroom.” I declared, noting how childish I sounded even to my own ears.

   Nate frowned. “Vera you know where the bathroom is –”

   The brunette on his arm glared at me, and tried to put Nate’s hand back on her boobs, but he pushed her away.

   I smiled.

   “Don’t interrupt me Bambi. I’m talking to my family.”

    My smile died. I wasn’t his family. I was the girl that freaking had a crush on him! But of course, Nathan would always see me as nothing more than a friend, and he’d forever want to play ‘big brother’.

   The girl frowned even more. “I’m Freya not Bambi, and can’t you see this girl is retarded – I mean –”

   She didn’t finish her sentence when she saw the murderous look Nathan gave her. His voice was low when he spoke next, but even I could sense the anger in them. “I don’t give a fuck about your name Bambi. That’s what I call all the whores I screw. And the next time you’d do much as look at this Angel here,” he hooked his thumb at me, “let alone talk about her, I’d make sure that’s the last time you have a tongue. Now get out of my house.”

    Bambi Freya’s eyes widened in fear, then she started to mutter something that sounded like an apology.

   “Now.” Nathan’s voice was still cool, but we could all hear the power in it.

   The girl nodded, and started scrambling about, looking for her top probably.

    “Take a walk without the top Bambi – nothing we haven’t all seen before.” The anger was still in Nathan’s eyes, but there was amusement dancing at his lips now. I had to force my mind away from how much I wanted to kiss him – or wanted him to kiss me, as Freya Bambi finally turned and scrammed. Nate turned his full attention to me.

   “What’s this you’re saying about a bathroom?”

    I shrugged. “I know where it is an all, but it seems some girls and guys have decided to use it for other purposes. Unless you want me to join the orgy there, you’re going to have to –”

   I hadn’t finished talking before Nate ground his teeth and started walking towards the bathroom. I couldn’t hide the smile on my face. I loved tormenting him.

   I waited till he drove everyone away, before I entered the bathroom. After standing idly for thirty seconds, I flushed the toilet, so that he’d think I’d used it, then I laughed when I came out to actually find him standing guard outside. Life was good. If I couldn’t have a social life, then I was going to make Nate’s awkward as heck!

   After the bathroom antic, I kept pulling tricks and antics on Nate, spoiling his fun, and downright acting like a killjoy, till I played my last card and mentioned Jason’s name. I told him he had failed Jason, and my life was miserable.

   After that, Nate let me be. I tried to ignore the look of pain that entered his eyes, and the angry set of his jaw. I had my freedom now, to dance, flirt, and do a little more than flirt with as many guys as I wanted, and I refused to waste the opportunity. I carefully ignored the smoldering anger in Nate’s eyes as he watched me, and I tried to drown my guilt with multiple shots of alcohol.

   The last thing I remembered was a sweaty meaty hand squeezing my butt, and someone licking my ear and calling me his wild flower before I passed out.