while she pressed new paper towels against my neck delicately as I flinched. Next, she unwrapped her scarf from around her neck and wound it carefully around mine, which both held the towels on my wound and masked the injury. She stood me up and positioned me in front of the mirror, and I held onto the sink for some much needed stability and balance.
When I looked into the mirror, I saw a ghost of myself. My dark hair was all disheveled, my green eyes looked almost yellow, and my skin was almost as pale as Anna’s. I was shocked but said nothing to her as she ordered me to wash my hands and face with cold water.
I did as I was told groggily while she applied some powder to the red spots that were slowly disappearing on her face. This was all so surreal and strange. What was happening? Why was I obeying her? Suddenly, I recalled what Lea had said about how she would have to kill me anyway since I had seen what they were. Seen what? What were they? I got the feeling I should run out of this bathroom and back to my friends immediately, but I was too weak, and my feet refused to move. I gazed at her in the mirror, terrified.
“All right. I think that will do it.”
She put her hands on my arms and turned me to face her. I looked into her beautiful face as she inspected my appearance. I loosened a little as I remembered the scene only moments ago where she’d stood in between me and certain death. If she wanted to kill me, she would have let Lea do it.
“Now listen to me, Grant. I know you are hurt and very weak right now, but we have to get you out of here and to a safe place.”
I groaned at the thought of the hoard of people outside.
“I know, but I have a way. Just think drunk. Okay? Not hurt, just drunk. Act drunk for me. Stumble if you must, but remember that you are drunk. You are just another drunk guy going home with a girl after drinking too much. Do you understand?”
She spoke to me like a child, but I did understand, and it might just work. My stumbling and rolling eyes could easily be interpreted as drunk. I nodded my head.
“Good. Now remember, smile, laugh and act drunk. Come on.”
She pulled me out of the bathroom, and the music got louder and louder as we made our way toward the main bar area. We reached the bar and I was both blinded by the lights and overwhelmed by the amount of people. The bar had swelled to maximum capacity in the time we’d been gone, and it seemed almost wet and alive with the humidity of so many bodies. Anna began laughing a silly, tinkling laugh as she pulled me through the crowd, and I tried to stumble along with her smiling goofily whenever she did. She moved so fast and was so agile she had maneuvered us in and out of the bar’s crowd quicker than I had expected possible. Maybe this would be quick.
As she practically carried me out the door and into the street, I managed to spot my friends leaning again the stone wall of the bar. They saw me when I saw them, and part of me wanted to call out to them for help, but Anna quickly grabbed my face and locked her lips on mine. I was distracted to say the least, and I felt suddenly euphoric kissing this strange girl who may or may not kill me tonight.
The lack of blood made me loopy, and I kissed her back with little thought. Anna pulled away with a large grin on her face and trotted forward a few feet holding the tail of her scarf in her hands. She tugged on it a little in a flirty way like I was a dog on a leash, and I stumbled after her like a good drunk dog should with a big smile stretching from ear to ear. I caught a glimpse of the guys before we ducked into the street crowd, and I saw Eric waving a phone at me with a sly grin on his face while Reggie vomited just a foot away from Kyle’s feet. Obviously, Eric had gotten my text. My fate was sealed, one way or another.
She continued to pull me through crowds, practically carrying me at times, and I tried to help whenever I could. My strength was waning fast. I was
When I looked into the mirror, I saw a ghost of myself. My dark hair was all disheveled, my green eyes looked almost yellow, and my skin was almost as pale as Anna’s. I was shocked but said nothing to her as she ordered me to wash my hands and face with cold water.
I did as I was told groggily while she applied some powder to the red spots that were slowly disappearing on her face. This was all so surreal and strange. What was happening? Why was I obeying her? Suddenly, I recalled what Lea had said about how she would have to kill me anyway since I had seen what they were. Seen what? What were they? I got the feeling I should run out of this bathroom and back to my friends immediately, but I was too weak, and my feet refused to move. I gazed at her in the mirror, terrified.
“All right. I think that will do it.”
She put her hands on my arms and turned me to face her. I looked into her beautiful face as she inspected my appearance. I loosened a little as I remembered the scene only moments ago where she’d stood in between me and certain death. If she wanted to kill me, she would have let Lea do it.
“Now listen to me, Grant. I know you are hurt and very weak right now, but we have to get you out of here and to a safe place.”
I groaned at the thought of the hoard of people outside.
“I know, but I have a way. Just think drunk. Okay? Not hurt, just drunk. Act drunk for me. Stumble if you must, but remember that you are drunk. You are just another drunk guy going home with a girl after drinking too much. Do you understand?”
She spoke to me like a child, but I did understand, and it might just work. My stumbling and rolling eyes could easily be interpreted as drunk. I nodded my head.
“Good. Now remember, smile, laugh and act drunk. Come on.”
She pulled me out of the bathroom, and the music got louder and louder as we made our way toward the main bar area. We reached the bar and I was both blinded by the lights and overwhelmed by the amount of people. The bar had swelled to maximum capacity in the time we’d been gone, and it seemed almost wet and alive with the humidity of so many bodies. Anna began laughing a silly, tinkling laugh as she pulled me through the crowd, and I tried to stumble along with her smiling goofily whenever she did. She moved so fast and was so agile she had maneuvered us in and out of the bar’s crowd quicker than I had expected possible. Maybe this would be quick.
As she practically carried me out the door and into the street, I managed to spot my friends leaning again the stone wall of the bar. They saw me when I saw them, and part of me wanted to call out to them for help, but Anna quickly grabbed my face and locked her lips on mine. I was distracted to say the least, and I felt suddenly euphoric kissing this strange girl who may or may not kill me tonight.
The lack of blood made me loopy, and I kissed her back with little thought. Anna pulled away with a large grin on her face and trotted forward a few feet holding the tail of her scarf in her hands. She tugged on it a little in a flirty way like I was a dog on a leash, and I stumbled after her like a good drunk dog should with a big smile stretching from ear to ear. I caught a glimpse of the guys before we ducked into the street crowd, and I saw Eric waving a phone at me with a sly grin on his face while Reggie vomited just a foot away from Kyle’s feet. Obviously, Eric had gotten my text. My fate was sealed, one way or another.
She continued to pull me through crowds, practically carrying me at times, and I tried to help whenever I could. My strength was waning fast. I was
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