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get trashed and sleep with someone. Then
Mona calls me a slut and Michelle tells me I should start charging,
so we can afford dinner out more often.
The line up is long but the bouncer is one of my
adoring fans. I walk up and flash a toothy grin.
He pauses and then smiles, "Hey Rayne. How's it
going?"
I nod, "Good. Is it busy in there?"
"Very. Be careful."
I smile sweetly, "Always." He lets us in. The
line up bitches and complains but one look from the huge lug is all
it ever takes to quiet them down.
We climb the stairs and look at the crowd. It
moves like an ocean. I feel instantly better. My stomachache is
gone and my smile feels real. It only ever lasts until I see him. I
don’t look into the crowd. I walk out onto the dance floor and
start moving with the music. Instantly a guy comes over, "Want a
drink?"
I look at Mona and Michelle. They nod.
"Four beers." I lean in and whisper in his ear.
I can smell his cologne. He smells good. I lick his neck. He pulls
back and flashes me a grin. When he leaves for the beers, I catch a
glimpse of Wyatt. He sees me and turns away. He looks angry. He
always looks angry when he sees me. I close my eyes and let the
music take me.
"Can I get you a drink?" I look up at a cute boy
in a Spiderman costume with the mask up. I smile and shake my head,
"No thanks."
"Wanna dance with me?"
"No thanks. My boyfriend is coming now." I point
to the guy at the bar watching this guy hit on me.
Spiderman lifts his eyebrows and smirks, "Is he
good enough for a hottie like you?"
I laugh and wave, "Bye." I hate being rude but
this won't be the only boy accosting me.
I close my eyes again and feel the beat.
The cold beer is pressed into my palm after a
few minutes. I take it and flash a vampire smile. He passes the
beers to my girls.
"You are sexy."
I laugh, "What's your name?"
He leans in, "Jon." He has dirty blond hair,
blue eyes, dimples and a sexy surfer look. He's actually dressed as
a surfer, but I would bet he got the outfit from his own
closet.
"I'm Rayne."
"I know. I'm Wyatt's frat brother. He told me to
stay away from you or he would kick my ass." He bursts out
laughing. I feel weird about the whole thing. I look at Wyatt and
catch him staring at us. He isn’t wearing a costume. He doesn’t
need one, except maybe some horns and a tail.
I grab the surfer shirt and press my lips into
Jon. I moan and savor the smell of him. He presses his body against
mine. I'm lost in him when something pinches into my arm.
"Stop." An angry voice blasts into my ear over the music.
I pull away and see Wyatt's crazed face in mine,
"What are you doing?"
Jon clenches his jaw and pushes Wyatt, "Back off
man. Don’t grab her arm like that."
Wyatt looks at him and points, "Leave now."
Jon looks at me and shakes his head, "No. You're
a head case Wyatt."
Wyatt grabs his arms and sends him sailing
through the crowd. People push him and shove him when he hits them.
He trips and ends up lost in the crowd.
Somehow everyone notices Jon tripping and
flailing. They miss Wyatt holding me by my arm and growling at
me.
I glance at Michelle and Mona watching me.
Michelle is in the arms of Benny. He gives me a nod and I shake my
head. They all look pissed but I don’t want a scene. No more than
the one I'm in.
"Like he would stand a chance. Why do you insist
on hurting these people Rayne? Leave. No one wants you here. No one
wants your kind." His words are venom in my ears.
"What kind, psycho? You're an effing nut Wyatt.
Stop watching me and talking to me. I hate you." I tear my arm away
from his grip and walk away. I hurry to the bathroom and push on a
stall door. When it flings open, I slide in and close it. I am
twitching in agony. If the stall were bigger I would pace.
I cross my arms and sit on the toilet.
I bite my upper lip and wait for the pain to
pass.
"Rayne you okay?" Mona asks from outside my
stall.
I nod, "Yup." My voice is weak.
"You sure?"
"No. I never did anything to him. I know
Mona calls me a slut and Michelle tells me I should start charging,
so we can afford dinner out more often.
The line up is long but the bouncer is one of my
adoring fans. I walk up and flash a toothy grin.
He pauses and then smiles, "Hey Rayne. How's it
going?"
I nod, "Good. Is it busy in there?"
"Very. Be careful."
I smile sweetly, "Always." He lets us in. The
line up bitches and complains but one look from the huge lug is all
it ever takes to quiet them down.
We climb the stairs and look at the crowd. It
moves like an ocean. I feel instantly better. My stomachache is
gone and my smile feels real. It only ever lasts until I see him. I
don’t look into the crowd. I walk out onto the dance floor and
start moving with the music. Instantly a guy comes over, "Want a
drink?"
I look at Mona and Michelle. They nod.
"Four beers." I lean in and whisper in his ear.
I can smell his cologne. He smells good. I lick his neck. He pulls
back and flashes me a grin. When he leaves for the beers, I catch a
glimpse of Wyatt. He sees me and turns away. He looks angry. He
always looks angry when he sees me. I close my eyes and let the
music take me.
"Can I get you a drink?" I look up at a cute boy
in a Spiderman costume with the mask up. I smile and shake my head,
"No thanks."
"Wanna dance with me?"
"No thanks. My boyfriend is coming now." I point
to the guy at the bar watching this guy hit on me.
Spiderman lifts his eyebrows and smirks, "Is he
good enough for a hottie like you?"
I laugh and wave, "Bye." I hate being rude but
this won't be the only boy accosting me.
I close my eyes again and feel the beat.
The cold beer is pressed into my palm after a
few minutes. I take it and flash a vampire smile. He passes the
beers to my girls.
"You are sexy."
I laugh, "What's your name?"
He leans in, "Jon." He has dirty blond hair,
blue eyes, dimples and a sexy surfer look. He's actually dressed as
a surfer, but I would bet he got the outfit from his own
closet.
"I'm Rayne."
"I know. I'm Wyatt's frat brother. He told me to
stay away from you or he would kick my ass." He bursts out
laughing. I feel weird about the whole thing. I look at Wyatt and
catch him staring at us. He isn’t wearing a costume. He doesn’t
need one, except maybe some horns and a tail.
I grab the surfer shirt and press my lips into
Jon. I moan and savor the smell of him. He presses his body against
mine. I'm lost in him when something pinches into my arm.
"Stop." An angry voice blasts into my ear over the music.
I pull away and see Wyatt's crazed face in mine,
"What are you doing?"
Jon clenches his jaw and pushes Wyatt, "Back off
man. Don’t grab her arm like that."
Wyatt looks at him and points, "Leave now."
Jon looks at me and shakes his head, "No. You're
a head case Wyatt."
Wyatt grabs his arms and sends him sailing
through the crowd. People push him and shove him when he hits them.
He trips and ends up lost in the crowd.
Somehow everyone notices Jon tripping and
flailing. They miss Wyatt holding me by my arm and growling at
me.
I glance at Michelle and Mona watching me.
Michelle is in the arms of Benny. He gives me a nod and I shake my
head. They all look pissed but I don’t want a scene. No more than
the one I'm in.
"Like he would stand a chance. Why do you insist
on hurting these people Rayne? Leave. No one wants you here. No one
wants your kind." His words are venom in my ears.
"What kind, psycho? You're an effing nut Wyatt.
Stop watching me and talking to me. I hate you." I tear my arm away
from his grip and walk away. I hurry to the bathroom and push on a
stall door. When it flings open, I slide in and close it. I am
twitching in agony. If the stall were bigger I would pace.
I cross my arms and sit on the toilet.
I bite my upper lip and wait for the pain to
pass.
"Rayne you okay?" Mona asks from outside my
stall.
I nod, "Yup." My voice is weak.
"You sure?"
"No. I never did anything to him. I know
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