once in a lifetime

Chapter 8

 To say I was shock after Jaime hanged up the phone in my face will be understatment.

It made me angry, so much angry but it also made me came out of bed, from my self pitty statue.

At 7:30 AM I was already at the gym, even the receptionict was shocked.

I worked on the cross for almost two hours, I couldn't feel my legs nor my butt but it helped me, it really did.

After a quick shower, I texed Elizabeth to be ready tonight at 8 because it is girls night out.

I also texted Jay to join us. Jay has been our dear friend since we were at college.

He had seen the best and worst in me, and he is perfect. and gay, because if he didn't, he was my husband, that's how much I love this man.

When the three of us together, you can actually see flash lights of trouble.

that is the reason that all eyes were on us when we came into the club later on.

"Emma, your dress makes me feel like i'm missing something in women's body". Jay smiles his million doller smile, pointing with his finger over my body.

"Red is totally your colour and with this clevage you are getting laid tonight". oh no, now he is jumping and claping his hands.

"I don't want to get laid tonight, I want to get drunk tonight". I scream at him over the loud music.

"Come on, stop with the blah blah, let's go dancing". I grab their hand and drag them to the dance floor.

The music is goining through my skin, it spred so quickly I can feel my whole body moving.

I don't even know the song, but I don't really care and the two glasses of vodka and two shots of takila doesn't make the situation better.

My hips are moving, my hair is all over the place, swinging in the air, my hands pull it gently.

I am alone here, there is no one around me, I don't hear the music anymore, I just moving, felling all the stress of yesterday going out of my body. 

I open my eyes just for a second, everything around me is blur, like shadow, but I can feel someone is staring at me, watching every move I make.

I look around, but I can't find the source of it.

I can feel two hand slip around my waist, rough hands, pushing me closer.

The touch of this hands make me want to throw up, I don't want them to touch me.

His body getting closer and closer, the bulge in his pants is in my behind.

I can feel all the alcohol coming up in my throt,I try to move, to loose the grip.

"I know you want it, I saw the way you looked at me and with this dress darling, you wanna get some tonight". the ugly hands wisper in my ear.

It has been a while since I felt scared the way I feel right now. I have no air, I can't breath.

I want to scream, but I have no voice.

People around me dancing, each one in their own world.

"You have two second to get your hands off her before you will never be able to get some in your life". 

Suddenly, I can breath again, better than ever before in my life.

In quick move, I'm in someone else arms, but not like before, I want to be in those arms.

"Are you okay?". his voice is so low and soft, I barely recognize it.

I lift my head up and the first thing I see is his green eyes, full of concern and anger.

I can feel his hands on my back, moving up and down slowly, oh it feels so good.

My face is becoming the colour of my dress and by the way his eyes soften he can see it too.

"You have to learn how to communicate with me, babe". he has a small smile on his face now.

I opem my mouth to speak, and the alcohol is talking instead of me. 

"Dance with me"