Love You A Long Time

Chapter 16-Bachelorette Party

Kirstie POV
"We're getting married tomorrow!" I yell at Avi to wake up.
"I know," he pulls his face close to mine, and we kiss for what feels like eternities.
"I don't want to go out," I pout.
"Me neither. I want to spend time with you," he places a hand on my waist, and pulls me onto the bed with him.
"What if we play laser tag, and go to Johnny Rockets? Wouldn't that be a fun way to end this engagement?" He kisses my nose.
"We're getting married," I look up at him.
"Yeah, but we will NEVER be engaged to each other again. Let's go out in a bang," He grabs my hips and pulls me closer.
"You act like it's a bad thing," I place my hands around his neck.
"No, it's not a bad thing," he says, and I immediately start belting the words. He laughs, and he kisses me to shut me up.
"But, for reals, do you want to go to Johnny Rockets and laser tag?"
"Sure," I say, and roll out of bed. I choose a t-shirt and skinny jeans, with some black converse. I pull on one of Avi's beanies. I braid my hair, and put on a minimal amount of make up. I waltz into the living room, and Avi pulls me into a dancing position.
"Do you know the fox-trot?" he whispers to me.
"Yeah," I trail off. He whisks us off into a ballroom dancing scene. He glides me across the room, and I'm glad he's mine, because if he wasn't, he would be taken. He pulls me into the car, and we go to Johnny Rockets.
"I'll take a burger with lettuce instead of a bun, with some fries and a strawberry shake," I tell the waitress.
"Okay, and for you sir?" She turns her head to Avi.
"I'll have the same thing, except with a bun," He smiles at me.
"Will that be all?" She sweetly asks.
"Yup. Thanks!" I say, and she's off. I look at Avi. He focuses on the mini jukebox on the table. He puts in a nickel, and 'I've Got You Babe' plays over the room. I smile at him.
"I love you," he leans over the table, and kisses my cheek. The food comes. We eat, and then head out to laser tag. It was really fun.
"Oh Kirstie?" Esther called me.
"Yes?" I smirk.
"Tonight we are going out!" she squeals.
"Oh, where?" I roll my eyes. I don't want to go out.
"The Lucky Lady. It sounds like a brothel, but it's super fun."
"Hmm? Well bye!" I squeak, and hang up. I see Avi on the couch, and he looks exasperated.
"We're going to this club called the Lucky Lady," he sighs.
"So are we. Maybe we could dance up on each other," I smirk.
"Thank GOD! I don't know if I could make it through tonight without you," he kisses me.
"Yeah. Wear a flannel. You look sexy in flannels," I bring his face to mine.
"Oh do I now?" He smirks when I pull away.
"Yeah. It makes you look good, babe." I laugh.
"I like it when you wear my t shirts with jeans. It lets everybody know you're mine," he pulls me close.
"I wear those when all my clothes are dirty," I giggle.
"Yeah. I can't wear your clothes," he laughed.
"My robe," I chuckle.
"Babe," he whispers.
"Yes?"
"We're getting married tomorrow."
"I know," I laugh.
"When do you want to have kids?" he pulls me onto his lap.
"Twenty five?" I rest my head on his chest.
"Okay, babe. Do you still want a puppy?" his vice like grip becomes stronger.
"Not right now, maybe later," my voice is muffled my shirt.
"We should probably get ready," I get out of his grip.
"Sure," he walks into the kitchen. For my outfit I choose a red fit and flare skirt that comes midway above my thighs, and black thigh high socks. I pull on a black, long sleeve crop top, and some black heels. I curl my hair, and put on some dark black make up. I meet Avi outside, and we go to the bar. I'm immediately greeted by Esther. I escape, and go find Avi. He pulls me by the hand into a room with a couch. I wrap my arms around his neck, and his hands set low on my hips. I move closer and closer until-
"Avi!" a woman screeches. I cock an irritated eyebrow at him. He's clueless.
"Oh, Avi!" some blonde enters the room. "I'm your ex, Amber. We dated. Who is this whore?"
"This whore is his fiancé, and get out before I punch your stupid little face in," I ball my fists. She leaves, and Avi turns me around.
"Where were we?" he smirks, and I kiss him hard. My anger and aggression is going onto his lips. I push him roughly up against a wall. He takes one of my thighs, and it inches up his leg. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he places his hands on my butt. He cups me roughly, and I push him onto the wall harder. He pulls away for air.
"Who was that bit-" I start.
"Kirstie, I don't even remember who she is. She might have been a college girlfriend. I've never seen you so red. No wonder you kissed me so hard," Avi strokes my hair. We manage to get out of there without being caught. When we get home, I take off all my makeup. I find one of Avi's t shirts, and strip. I take off my bra right as Avi walks in.
"Oh, bad girl," he says in a husky voice. I roll my eyes, and climb into bed. Avi lies next to me, and runs his hands across my stomach. They reach my breasts.
"Are you cold, or just happy to see me?" he whispers. I meet his eyes, and he smirks.
"Neither," I roll over, and drift into sleep.