Human After All. (Motionless In White Fan-Fic)

July 27th, 2013/ Chapter 7

I was literally jolted out of whatever I was doing whenever I saw Chris. Only because now I was scared shitless. Which was kind of pissing me off.

The smile he gave me earlier, was enough to tell me that he indeed knows that I have feelings for Devin. What I didn't know is what he would do with them. But I wondered why he hasn't done anything about it yet. Did he not care that I did? Was there something more too it than just knowing? Did he actually know I liked Devin, or was it funny too see me staring at him?

Ugh, it was driving me nuts. I was sitting at the bar now, away from everyone; trying to avoid them at all possible costs. I took a sip of my vodka and orange juice, trying to collect my frayed thoughts.

Go dance. My mind screamed at me. Perfect, that should help. I quickly downed the rest of my drink, the vodka going straight to my head. A slight dizziness came over me, but passed quickly enough when I got up too walk towards the dancefloor. My gaze looked over to my right without breaking my stride, and I saw Chris whispering too Devin. I felt a lump rise too my throat at the sight but I swallowed it, wincing slightly and continued to the swaying bodies on the dancefloor.

If its going to be out in the open soon, then I'm going to have to stop beating around the bush and be honest. I felt myself straighten, a weird sense of pride coming over me. I wasn't afraid to tell them what I was feeling, and I wasn't ashamed.

It was the fear of losing their friendship that made my insides twist painfully.

I easily made my way through the thrashing bodies, trying to lose myself in the intensity of the music like everyone else.

The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy was blasting over the speakers. It was instantaneous; the reaction the song fueled into me.

"Cross walks and crossed hearts and hope-too-dies.

Silver clouds with grey linings!"

I flowed with the song, swaying along with everyone else, becoming part of a seemingly neverending ocean of people. My eyes half closed, feeling as though I was in a mist. Someones hand rested softly on my shoulder, I turned around and met the face of Ashley Costello.

"Dance with me?" She purred. I smiled, and pulled her close too me, arm around her waist and the other hand picking up the hand on my shoulder; and I spun her into the music around us.

Spinning and swirling, making her laugh, we danced along too the music. I chuckled at her happiness. It has been a long time since I had danced with another person. Although, thoughts of dancing with Devin made me smile and frown all at once, I tried to forget it.

"Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out?

I'm gonna change you like a remix, then I'll raise you like a phoenix."

She pulled herself closer to me, her breath smelled only a slight scent of alcohol and the rest was partly fruity, I couldn't place what kind of fruit, but it did smell good.

"He's watching you, you know?" She whispered in my ear. I felt myself tense up, and I felt as if someone with ice for hands was trailing a finger up my spine.

I spun her around, and dipped her down low, her hair almost pooling on the floor below. I whispered back, deciding to play dumb. "And who might we be talking about?"

"Ghost." I heard her smirk as I pulled her back up and continued leading her around the dancefloor, through the throng of people.

"Ghost who?" Two can play at this game of whose smirk knows all.