DIANE A moment of silence settles between us when she stops speaking.Somehow, I know she is going to say more, but at the moment, I am really feeling her pain—the pain of watching someone you love as they love someone else.“Did he date anyone else after what Shirley did to him?” I manage to ask, breaking the silence between us.She chuckles sadly, “Of course he did, and the hurt returned. The pain increased with every new girl he dated, and he dated quite a LOT of girls. Even Shirley wanted to join the list later.”I gasp. “Oh no she didn't….”“Yes she did,” she scoffs bitterly, her index finger rubbing the rim of the empty shot glass before her, “she tried, but Dante was already done with her. I think part of what hurt me the most was that literally all the girls he either dated, or hooked up with, just wanted a taste of him and his money. None of them cared to try knowing him like I did, or was there for him during the times he needed them the most. It just made me angrier and ev
DIANE I still can't believe that I am really drunk already. It is sad that I have lost my liquor prowess after my time in rehab, but maybe, I could get it back later. Right now, the music is loud and deafening, the beats rocking through my body. My veins. My blood. Crys seems like she is drunk too, because she is shouting my name over the music time and time again like a crazy spectator as she claps over my twerking ass, encouraging me to continue dancing. Thank goodness she pushed me into loosening up. I am really enjoying myself here. Dante is still wherever he is, probably with that girl he was so impatient to meet earlier. A wave of sadness suddenly rushes through me as I remember all that Crystal told me tonight. I can feel without a doubt that her feelings for Dante are genuine and deep. I may not know anything about love, but I think love should be something more than just a mere attraction. It should be something worth fighting for. Something that gives so much happine
DIANE When I finally reach the end of the stairs, I find myself standing at the beginning of a long corridor lit with bright white and orange lights, and a thick mosaic decorated rug lining the path all the way to where it ends at the extreme. I am still feeling quite drowsy and weak in the knees. My vision is no longer that blurry, but I am also still pressed with the intense urge to pee. Immediately, I bang on the first door to my left. “Go away!” A loud female voice followed by a muffled deep moan greets my intrudence. Oops…… I step away from the door and knock on the next one. Another ‘go away!’ response is shouted back at me from inside the room. Damn it! I walk away from the door and proceed to other doors, knocking and disappointedly getting the same negative responses; “Go away!—” “Fuck off!—” “Stop following me!—” Gosh, at this pathetic rate, I am going to pee on myself! There are about four to six remaining doors on my left that I haven't checked out yet. I hurry
DIANE Leo's question to me hangs in the still silent air between us, without any response from me. I feel like I am deeply frozen on the spot where I am standing, and I fold my arms tighter around my torso. His sudden question brings back sour memories. Sour memories I had long buried in the deepest, darkest part of my mind. Sour memories that I wish never to ever revisit again. “Helloooo…” Leo’s voice drags out the last syllable in the word, pulling me back from my thoughts. Nevertheless, I can't seem to pull or push down the sudden hot bile that seems to be rising up rapidly inside my throat. I have to get out of here. “Uhm,...... excuse me,” I manage to croak out the last words in a rush as I swifty turn around to escape out of the room, but in a flash, I am pulled back to a halt, feeling a strong hand wrapped around my arm. I snap around, coming so dangerously close to Leo’s face. His alarmed silver orbs burn into my honey brown ones, filled with worry, “Hey, are you okay?”
DIANE It suddenly feels like I am in a trance, stuck in a slow motion movie playing out before my eyes.Before I can regain myself, Leo is already almost getting closer and closer. His sauntering steps close in more and more into the space between us, leaving me with no other choice but to start backing away slowly, my hands balling into fists by my sides.“What are you doing?” My question dies off from my lips in a whisper along with his silence as I continue watching him getting nearer to me. I need to get out of here. I am still drunk, saying angry stupid things, and my eyes are not helping me whenever they decide to carelessly wander down to his mouth.Unfortunately, my back suddenly hits something cold and solid moments later. My fingers feel the hard surface behind me, and I clench my teeth when I find out that it is a wall.A stupid fucking wall just barely steps away by the side of the door.Fuck.“Do you still want to run away from me? Because you still can if you want,” he
‘Nothing lasts foreverBut this is getting good now….’— Wildest Dreams by Taylor SwiftDIANEI moan when Leo parts his lips more and devours me in return, hard and fast, like I am being drowned more and more into a quicksand of tempting, mindless bliss. He sweeps his tongue over the seam of my bottom lip, seeking entrance into my mouth. My tongue flicks out and tangles with his as I let him in.Dear God, I can't think. I don't even want to think right now. This right here feels so fucking good.The throbbing in between my thighs increases with every gasp and moan we pull out from each other's mouths, and I wrap my legs around his waist, my entire body needing to feel all of him pressed harder against me. I slither my hands from his face down to his hot, smooth back, feeling the tiny freckles raised across the hard muscular skin before moving my hands back up to his neck and shoulders as I kiss him harder.“Fuck,” he growls, the dark tone mixed with a deep rumble from his throat as hi
DIANEI reach the foot of the stairs, breathing out heavily as I try to calm my thudding heart. Instinctively, my eyes dart back to the stairs to check if Leo sort of followed me out in panic after I dashed out of the room.I exhale heavily in relief when I don't see him behind me.Dear God…..Now is the time for my second bolt of escape. I need to get out of here. Right now. I need to go home, sink into the peaceful hole of my bedroom, and pray to some fucking fairy godmother of amnesia to please wave her magic wand of brainwashing amnesia over Leo.And over me. I have to forget. I just have to.I hurry over to the dance floor where Crys said I would find her, but when I get there, I don't see her. I search the crowd, my eyes hovering over the swarm of faces, but she is still nowhere to be found.Withdrawing from the crowd, I decide to look for her outside near the verandah where she told me before that she'll be at if I don't find her on the dance floor. The effects of the alcohol i
DIANE Shit.“Uhm, nothing.” I blurt out fast. “I think what she's trying to say is that she is pissed at you for leaving us at the bar for so long back there.”“Oh. I'm sorry then.”“Come on, let's go.” I urge him at once and quickly start leading Crystal away, my hand throwing her arm over my shoulder with my other hand wrapped around her waist to hold her steady as she staggers beside me on our walk towards Dante's car.Gosh, she really fucking lost it. Did she swallow down gallons of booze during that short amount of time I left her?Finally, we reach Dante's car. After entering the back seat together, Dante helps me in shutting the door of the backseat before walking over to get into the car driver's seat in front. Seconds later, he pulls off from the parking space and makes a turn, driving straight into the street.~We spend quite some time on the road. Minutes after we left the party, I had told Dante to first drop off Crystal before me, and he agreed.Deep down, I just wanted