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Authors: Adora York
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some point, Ronald went off to college, and she appeared in them less frequently, but eventually she became the main focus once more. I sat there for what must have been hours, drinking and looking at her photos, feeling connected to her life in a way that I hadn’t felt since I lost Mary. My rage returned when I found a picture of Angela handing an award to her father. My head trembled with anger as his smiling face filled the screen next to her. I looked at my watch and nodded.
“I have to purge this bitch from my head, and get the vengeance I need.” I flipped over to Angela’s number and dialed it with my phone.
Chapter 9: Angela
I couldn’t believe Braden had actually called me. The mysterious stranger was apparently as interested in me as I was in him. I had to get to know him more before I took my clothes off again. I needed to find out who he was, what he was about, and figure out if I was indulging a fling or if there was a possibility of more. I got dressed, choosing a dark crimson dress and a matching pair of shoes. The address he sent me was a fancy club, one that was more upscale than the usual ones I hit with Ronald on a Saturday night. My parents were playfully bickering in the other room, trying to figure out where they were going to have dinner. Danielle had even decided to go with them, which was a strange activity for her on the weekend. Once they were safely out of the house, I turned on the fan in the bathroom and lit up a cigarette, needing one to calm my nerves before I made my way to meet Braden. I checked my phone one last time and sighed when I found a blank screen.
“Okay, let’s do this.” I heard the taxi outside and flushed my cigarette down the toilet.
All the way there, I psyched myself up and started to mentally prepare a few questions I wanted to ask Braden. First of all, I needed to know what his last name was. That would make it easier for me to investigate him further, find out if he had Facebook, Twitter, all the things people normally had. The taxi pulled up in front of the club and there was a long line. I was a little annoyed, wondering if I actually had to wait. After standing there for a couple of seconds, a man in a suit walked up to me and motioned for me to follow him. I trailed behind him to the front of the line where he opened it and let me pass. The music was a little overwhelming, but I didn’t get a chance to take much of it in. The man who escorted me into the club took me upstairs to a door. After a couple of knocks, he opened it and I saw Braden sitting on a couch inside.
“What is this, a private room?” I looked out the large tinted window which overlooked the club.
“This is the VIP section, well think of it as the VIP of the VIP.” He stood up and walked towards me.
“So, Mr. Braden…” I felt tense as he got closer. “Tell me something about you that I don’t know—so basically anything.”
“Shut up.” He locked his lips with mine and my mind went blank.
His kiss set off fireworks in my head. My breathing picked up and I could hear his escalating as well. His hands wrapped around my back and started to remove my dress. As many questions as I prepared, all I wanted was to feel his touch. He moved his hands up and down my body as I sank into his kiss completely. By the time my dress hit the floor, I had already pulled his tie loose and pushed his jacket off of his shoulders. The beat of the music in the club was fast and he seemed to move along with it as his lips drifted down my neck and started to kiss my shoulders. I found myself getting more forceful as well, practically tearing his shirt off when I got a couple of buttons undone. His hands cupped my breasts through my bra and then he quickly removed it, tossing it on the floor next to my dress. His flesh was warm and I could feel his chest moving against mine. His hands moved back to my breasts
“I have to purge this bitch from my head, and get the vengeance I need.” I flipped over to Angela’s number and dialed it with my phone.
Chapter 9: Angela
I couldn’t believe Braden had actually called me. The mysterious stranger was apparently as interested in me as I was in him. I had to get to know him more before I took my clothes off again. I needed to find out who he was, what he was about, and figure out if I was indulging a fling or if there was a possibility of more. I got dressed, choosing a dark crimson dress and a matching pair of shoes. The address he sent me was a fancy club, one that was more upscale than the usual ones I hit with Ronald on a Saturday night. My parents were playfully bickering in the other room, trying to figure out where they were going to have dinner. Danielle had even decided to go with them, which was a strange activity for her on the weekend. Once they were safely out of the house, I turned on the fan in the bathroom and lit up a cigarette, needing one to calm my nerves before I made my way to meet Braden. I checked my phone one last time and sighed when I found a blank screen.
“Okay, let’s do this.” I heard the taxi outside and flushed my cigarette down the toilet.
All the way there, I psyched myself up and started to mentally prepare a few questions I wanted to ask Braden. First of all, I needed to know what his last name was. That would make it easier for me to investigate him further, find out if he had Facebook, Twitter, all the things people normally had. The taxi pulled up in front of the club and there was a long line. I was a little annoyed, wondering if I actually had to wait. After standing there for a couple of seconds, a man in a suit walked up to me and motioned for me to follow him. I trailed behind him to the front of the line where he opened it and let me pass. The music was a little overwhelming, but I didn’t get a chance to take much of it in. The man who escorted me into the club took me upstairs to a door. After a couple of knocks, he opened it and I saw Braden sitting on a couch inside.
“What is this, a private room?” I looked out the large tinted window which overlooked the club.
“This is the VIP section, well think of it as the VIP of the VIP.” He stood up and walked towards me.
“So, Mr. Braden…” I felt tense as he got closer. “Tell me something about you that I don’t know—so basically anything.”
“Shut up.” He locked his lips with mine and my mind went blank.
His kiss set off fireworks in my head. My breathing picked up and I could hear his escalating as well. His hands wrapped around my back and started to remove my dress. As many questions as I prepared, all I wanted was to feel his touch. He moved his hands up and down my body as I sank into his kiss completely. By the time my dress hit the floor, I had already pulled his tie loose and pushed his jacket off of his shoulders. The beat of the music in the club was fast and he seemed to move along with it as his lips drifted down my neck and started to kiss my shoulders. I found myself getting more forceful as well, practically tearing his shirt off when I got a couple of buttons undone. His hands cupped my breasts through my bra and then he quickly removed it, tossing it on the floor next to my dress. His flesh was warm and I could feel his chest moving against mine. His hands moved back to my breasts
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