"Looks like you're his next victim."
"Jesus Nova, didn't your mum ever warn you about creatures like me?! I'm not good for you and I'll end up ruining you or killing you!"
He wasn't human. There was nothing human about him. His blood was cold and hi...
"I told my friends, I'm not comin' 'Cause there's a good chance I'll see you leaving with him I keep my wits 'cause I hate to sin
Now I'm in this altered state of mind I just don't know how to leave it behind Got away with murder this time And clearly you are doin' just fine"
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Harry 3 years ago- the night of the fraternity party
Rolling off of Natalia's slim body, my chest heaves as sweat glistens off her pale skin and my chest. Beads of dampness bundle at my hairline, her soft pants like music to my ears. The hotel bed is stiff as a board beneath my back but I'd rather this over staying with Nate in his dorm. Originally, that's where Natalia suggested for us to stay while we were visiting. I was quick to shut down the idea- not wanting him that close to Natalia. Besides, I can't stand the guy enough to be in such a confined space with him, not while he always looks like he's undressing my girlfriend with his eyes.
"We're going to be late, thanks to you," Natalia huffs while rolling off the bed. Her reddened hair cascades down her back as she sits on the edge of the bed reaching for her pink underwear that has found a new home on the lampshade by the bed. I turn my head to watch her slide her underwear back up her pale thighs, standing up to shimmy them up the rest of her legs.
"So you're saying you didn't want to have hot sex in this hotel room?" I raise my eyebrows, watching as she ruffles through her suitcase to find the outfit she wants to wear tonight. "You seemed to be enjoying it." I flash her a smirk that only makes her roll her eyes in response. She ignores my statement and heads into the bathroom to fix her hair and makeup, most likely dotting away the sweat that's making her face shine. The after-sex glow is what I like to call it. Natalia just seems to complain that she looks greasy and the sweat ruins her makeup.
Laying my arm across my forehead, I stare up at the ceiling as I listen to her hastily ruffle through her things, seeming as if she's in a rush to get to this party. I for one, have no rush when it comes to going. I have no desire to be around a bunch of college frat dudes while they talk about how they're majoring in business and want to be the next Wolf of Wall Street. I could give a fuck about partying with them and I really don't feel like seeing Mister Photography Boy and Andrew.
It's just ironic that both Nate and Andrew are attending the same college in Chicago. That means tonight not only will I have to be around some dick that looks way too long at my girlfriend, but I also have to be around my annoying ass step-brother. At least he'll have coke.
I was pissed when Nate invited Natalia to Chicago to visit. He never extended the invite to me and I didn't find out about it until Nate called one night saying how he heard about Natalia coming to visit. It came as a shock to me because she never mentioned the idea of going to Chicago, let alone Nate inviting her. When I confronted her about it she said she figured I wouldn't want to go anyways and that she would only be gone for a weekend.
