POV : ANONYMOUS
I walked into the venue with blasting music. I could smell the booze and sweat from a mile away. Ask me whether I gave a fùck about this party, I'd chase you down to Romania, trying to kick your arse.
I pushed past a couple of drunk girls making out. If I didn't have an agenda at hand I'd lay down with shitty warm beer and enjoy the show they were putting on. But today, no, I had another thing to do.
Another bîtch to chase.
This one's been around me for too long. I usually trash the women after I sleep with them but this one stood out.
Her curves haunted me.
Her perfume was like a narcotic.
Her moans were so fùcking delicious.
Her piercings just kept popping out of everywhere. And damn, those tattoos on her waist, those just kept me coming.
All in all, she was my coke.
My fix of the day.
I walked further into the party and leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. My eyes began travelling through the crowd, searching for a particular head of purple hair.
Then I locked onto the front of the room, the cake was set up and the festivities surrounded the blonde girl in the middle. I noticed the resident bi, Esthedîck beside the Malibu Barbie. The red head and blonde that hung around him stood to the corner, sharing a pair of earphones, obviously uninterested in anything that was going on.
I banged the bar counter to gain the attention of the bartender and ordered a Jack and Coke.
And as I waited I heard a voice from behind me, "Two Daiquiris. Don't hold the rum back."
My stomach clenched as I recognised the voice. I turned around, ready to give the bîtch I was searching for, a good hiding. How dare she leave after a night of hot unadulterated sèx?
Without telling me at that! My little Coke.
But I saw the same blonde that was sharing earphones in the corner.
But how can it be?
They sound so similar.
I was probably hearing stuff. I had to find out. As the bartender left my Jack and Coke on the table I picked it up and as I brushed past the blonde I made sure to drop most of my drink on her. She shrieked in displeasure, "You filthy bàstard! Watch where you are going."
I registered her voice again. Shît, it sounds just like her. That little bîtch was turning everything upside down.
I rushed past everyone and before I left I shouted over the crowd, "Happy Birthday, Bîtch!"
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