{My Runaway} ~ Mama, I'm in love with a serial killer.

Choices...

Characters - Y/n(you) Scarlett(your 1st best friend) Emma(your second bestie) Derek(your ex who you still have feelings for) Markus (your current boyfriend)       
                            ~The story starts here~

I felt a light tap on my shoulder and turnt around to see the bartender placing our 2 spicy tequila shots, and my bottle of rum on the table. "Thanks" I say to the bartender as she walks away. I look over at Scarlett as she chugs down her triple shot making a sour face and shaking her head. "Fuck you" she yells at me sticking her middle finger in my face. I laugh at her as she struggles to get off her chair without falling. She takes off her heels and runs to the dance floor and starts twerking on random men. I chuckle looking away and take my single shot and slam the shot glass on the table struggling to swallow the spicy mess. As I swallow the burning shit I gasp for air. "I'm never asking for one again." I say to the bartender breathing heavily, "even if she orders me one." I add on. The bartender laughs and hands me a vanilla milkshake and takes the shot glass away. "It's free, that shit can burn for a long time so you'll need that." She says. I take the cold wet cup, and take a sip and look over at the dance floor, because I heard some commotion. To my surprise I see Scarlett and Derek kissing on the dance floor. I quickly turn back around and set my drink down. I swallow what was in my mouth and rub my eyes. I look back again and their pouring whiskey in each others mouths and drinking it as they kiss. I turn back around disgusted. I was feeling hurt. She knows I still had feelings for Derek. But she..was drunk..I started twirling my straw in my fingers overthinking about Derek, and my boyfriend. I felt someone touch my shoulders, and sit next to me. I look up and it's the same guy. That middle aged guy that helped that brunette girl. I felt disgusted thinking about the worthless fight earlier. "Fuck off" I told him looking the other direction. He looked at me and chuckled. "2 Coronas" he said to the bartender handing her a $20 bill. I whipped my head around, "No no I don't drink-" "aww shut up I already paid her!" the man interrupted. "No seriously I already have rum, I don't need anymore alcohol." I say. "Well what's wrong with you?" He asks in a bitchy tone. "Why would you care." I snap back rolling my eyes thinking he was a flirty mess. "Damn someone's a bitch today." He says. "I slam my hands on the table and turn my chair to face him. I stare him in the eyes noticing..this was my first time noticing him..his soft silver eyes..his faded beard..and his jawline. My angry face slowly faded. He noticed me checking him out. "Hot stuff ey?" He says chucking. I turn away trying to hide my blush. He grabs me by my side and tries to pull me in for a kiss. I push him away laughing awkwardly. "I knew he was a flirt." I say to myself. I continue sipping my vanilla shake. He notices I keep looking at the dance floor. "Is..that your boyfriend on the dance floor with that girl or something?" He asks. "Kinda..my best friend is making out with the guy I like over there" I say. "Damn." He says pulling out his phone. I notice he isn't interested in this conversation anymore so I let it go. I keep hearing cheering from the dance floor but force myself to not look. I take off the wrapper from the cold wet Pink Whitney bottle and start drinking it like water. "Hey hey HEY" the man says taking the bottle away as I swallow the rum. "Are you fucking insane? This shit can kill you!" He tells me. I shake it off and tell him I paid $50 for it and to give it back. He slowly slides the bottle back looking at me. "Are you alright?" He asked me in a concerned tone. "Fine." I say looking the other direction. He grabbed my chin and made me face him. "Seriously?" He asks. "Y'know..I know you just met me and all but" he stops in the middle of his sentence. He pulled me in for a kiss and this time I gave in. He pulled me on his lap as I melted into the kiss. The warmth he gave me was something I never felt before. I slowly began to grind on him as he grabbed my ass hinting me to stop. We started laughing as we kept on kissing. I started softly moaning in his ear and felt him get a huge boner. I started kissing him harder and breathing heavier, until he broke the kiss. "Let's go somewhere private" he says smirking at me. He picked me up chucking me on his shoulder as I started laughing. I looked over and Derek and Scarlett were still partying. But I didn't care because I was going to get fucked by a hot guy. I faded away from reality not realizing that I had completely left my phone on the bar counter with my wallet.