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After the heartbreaking sweet story Carlo suggested we turn the mood up and led us to the dance floor. I first danced with Carlo and then Marcus. Well it was more like goofy dancing if you ask me. I was surprisingly enjoying myself.

I let the couple have their time too. Carlo looked at me with a concerned look. He didn't want to leave me alone. I rolled my eye and shooed him away. They deserved their time too.

I stood near the snack table watching the couple with a huge smile on my face. They looked so in love, it was cute.

"Hey baby." A drunk man came by my side and held my waist.

Alcohol and sweat was reeking off him and I resisted the urge to gag.

I took his hand from my waist and squeezed it hard. He yelped in pain.

"Don't ever touch me again you hear me," I growled. I was so not okay with human contact.

"Come on baby why you gotta act like you're on your period." He slurred.

By the looks of him he was not older than 30, his black hair was matted with sweat and he attempted to look seductive.

Puh lease.

"I woke up in a puddle of my own blood today, keep talking to me and you'll end up just the same."

"Mmm feisty my typa woman."

This man does not give up I'll give him that.

As I was bout to respond to him I saw Carlo pushing him away from me.

"Take your filthy hands off my girlfriend," he nearly growled.

The man gulped and took the message and nearly sprinted away from us. It left me chuckling.

"Are you alright," worry was laced all over his face.

"Yeah, thanks though I had it under control."

"Sure you did." He rolled his eyes.

"Where's Marco." I asked him.

"Kitchen," he replied still upset.

"Come on buddy it's okay. I'm ok."

"You sure."

"I'm sure." I gave him a reasuring smile and he held me tight. I chuckled and he gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"I need to go to the bathroom." I told him.

"I'll come with you."

"Not happening."

"I'm not leaving you alone again ok."

"Geez Carlo calm your tits man. I can take care of myself and I'm a lady." I laughed.

"And I'm gay," he answered back.

Oh Lord this impossible man.

"If I'm not back by five minutes you can come find me okay."

"Wait wh..." I didnt let him finish as I took off and disappeared in the crowd. I heard him calling my name but I sped off.

Now to find the bathroom. I went upstairs in awe of the house. It was a real beauty. With all the intricate designs and all. It reminded me of home though our house could probably fit five times in this one.

Hehe.

I hadn't called my mom in two weeks now and I started to feel bad. I wondered how my little sister was holding up.

Finally I reached the bathroom after opening so many doors and getting curses in return. I'm sure you know what my not so virgin eyes anymore saw.

I got in and finished my business with a sigh.

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