18. Assault

Oceane's Pov

“You’re such a bore, Oceane, just drink with me and loosen up a bit goddamnit!”

Whining after whining after whining after whining is all that Abel has been doing since I go to this extremely annoying, noisy place.

Even when we’re currently in the place he calls VIP, yet, the blasting music is still as loud as when we were down in the main hall.

When I had arrived and Abel suggested that we go somewhere private, I was ecstatic because my naive little self thought Abel would want to get to know me on a more deeper level. But here I am, listening to his drunken voice while he complains about everything I do.

You’re such a bore.

You can’t even take a shot of tequila.

I regret why I invited you out.

All you’re good at is just being pretty and weird, your beauty is weird too.

Those have been the vile words coming out of his mouth—out of the mouth of the boy I have a crush on.

“Stop it already, Abel.” I croak when his rough palm squeezes at my thigh. “Please stop, I need to go h