Recover

Chapter Eleven

I feel a wave of sickness wash over me. Jeez, if I knew that dirt bag was gonna be here I wouldn't have come. I think of running, but that would make me look weak and scared. Instead, I chug down the rest of my pop and slam the cup down on the bar. Eva jumps with surprise and stares at me. "Come on, let's go find your beefcake and dance," I say to her.

     "Sounds great!" She laughs and downs her pop as well. I grab her hand and we make our way towards a group of human boys where her 'beefcake' is chatting. We reach the group of about five and as soon as he sees Eva he smiles and takes her over to the dance floor.

    "Hey, does anybody wanna dance with me?" I bat my eyelashes once and run my hand through my hair. I can feel Jake's eyes burning a hole into my back.

     Two guys step up, one is probably early twenties and the other eighteen or nineteen. The older one has warm brown eyes and chestnut hair and the younger one is blonde with cool blue eyes. "We'll take this dance Miss," the younger one purrs, while the older one nods in agreement.

    I hook my arms through theirs and get on the dance floor where I see Eva grinding on her guy. I turn around facing the chestnut haired guy and start dancing provocatively to the beat of the music. I can feel the blonde one dancing close up on me.

    Towards the middle of the song I look up to see how the dirt bag is handling me dancing with two guys who frankly are hotter than him. If I could see it, I bet there would be a cloud of smoke above his head pouring out from his ears and nostrils. What I do see though is pure anger in his eyes; a piercing anger.

    The wolves around him don't understand why he's letting me keep dancing with these guys; it's obvious since they are fidgeting like crazy. It must painful to see one's Luna grinding on other guys. Ha, it's hysterical in my opinion.

    'Wobble' suddenly comes on and everyone in the club cheers and start dancing again, this time I turn to face the blonde and dance with him; the brunette now behind me. Once or twice I peeked at how Eva was doing; she was having so much fun you could swear she had alcohol not him.

    I turn my head to see Jake pushing through the crowd straight towards me. I roll my eyes and keep dancing. Jeez, this blonde guy is adorable. I could eat him up. Not too long after the chorus hits, I feel a firm grip on my shoulder and am forcibly turned around to face Jake.

    "What the hell are you doing?!" He shouts and the room gets dead quiet; seriously even the DJ rushes to turn down the music to almost nothing. It's truly scary how much influence Jake has over people.

    "Dancing. What's your problem?" I snap at him. He really needs to filter his anger into something else like knitting.

    "Who said you could dance with them?" Jake makes an angry gesture towards the two darling guys. Their faces go pale and I can sense them starting to panic after realizing who they are dealing with.

    "I did because I can dance with whomever I want," I say spitefully. Jeez, I hate this damn control freak.

   "We already went over this. You can't date, touch or look at any other guy, but me," He almost screamed. He looks like he's been through hell. Well that's what he gets for messing with me. It's also getting annoying how he keeps expecting me to listen to what he says.

    "Maybe you don't realize that I would rather get hit by a car than date you!" I glare at him and ball my hands into fists. "If you got hit by a car I would be the one driving it so stop trying to pull a relationship out of thin air." People gasp and I walk outside after pushing Jake away from me.

    The air is warm with a slight chill from the light wind. It feels good against my skin. I walk over to the club's garden and stop at the center of it at the marble fountain. It's focal point is a replication of the Birth of Venus. It's awe-strikingly beautiful. Everything the werewolves do is always over the top. Kind of bugs me, but at the same time I like it. The world always needs more beauty.