I watch Kylie walk down the hall, leaving the man in the blue tux to watch her stunned. I quickly run back down the stairs to the main room, sitting back down at the small chairs that was around our table. I put my mask down on the table, my hand was aching from holding the stick tightly.
"Sorry I had to use the bathroom," Kylie mumbles as she sits in her seat, adjusting her mask. I internally roll my eyes, sure that's what she did, I can tell by her flustered face.
But I'm still trying to put the pieces together, who was that guy? It was pretty stupid of him to take off his mask-
Wait so did I-
I hold my mask back onto my face, I wouldn't want anyone to see me and recognize me. Back to the point, the man was tall, but not more than 5'8. He had pitch-black hair and black eyes just like Kylie. His suit even matched her dress, if I didn't know better, they looked like a couple. Not to mention that lusty kiss they had. But you could tell by the way they looked at each other, it was a murderous look in their eyes.
I just nod politely and run my index finger over the trim of the glass.
"You have a little something here." I point to my neck, gesturing to hers. Kylie's hand flies up to her neck, grabbing a napkin with her other hand and wiping the blood off of her neck.
"I must've spilled some wine or something." She chuckles. Talk about a bad liar-
"Soo..." I draw out as I look around, admiring the place. "Are we going to leave?" I ask bringing my eyes back to Kylie.
"Why? Not having fun?" She says amused but her gaze is dark.
"I mean unless you want to go ballroom dancing with me." I snort. "Well, I don't actually know how to so you would have to actually teach me and hope I don't step over your toes." I ramble, curse my big mouth.
Kylie just gets up, tossing her bloodied napkin on the table and making her way through the big doors. I get up and hurry after her, not keeping up with her big strides. I bump into someone, looking at them to apologize. It's the guy I saw in the hallway with Kylie just a few moments earlier.
"Alisha hurry up!" I hear Kylie say impatiently, walking up to us. She looks at Jake then back at me. She shoots a glare at the guy, if looks could kill he would be long dead. She wraps her fingers around my wrist, pulling me along with her as she walks out of the large house.
"Not so nice to leave without an apology." The man says walking beside us, I don't know if he's talking to me or Kylie.
"Go away." Kylie says, her voice dripping with venom.
"Oooo I'm sooo scared," he says sarcastically.
I let them bicker as the three of us are met with the cold air of the night. It feels good after being stuck in a room crowded with people.
"Alisha go in the car, I'm coming." She says tossing her car keys at me. I nod and catch them, flipping through the keys.
"Aw don't go let's go back to my place, you can even bring your little assistant." He fake pouts and I glare at him for calling me her assistant.
"Hah!" Kylie throws her arms in the air dramatically. "You fucking wish." She pulls her mask off and blows out a frustrated breath.
"Don't test me." He growls, pulling her to him by her waist, his hands sliding down to her ass. Yup, this has officially gotten awkward for me, and maybe for everyone else outside from the proximity they were in.
I slowly walk backward, until fully turning around and jogging back to the car. Yeah, waiting in the car doesn't sound too bad.
