A Boundless Melodrama

Chapter One

"It fucking burns Faye!"
I shot my head back and embraced the drink into my mouth, coating my throat with intoxication. My nose scrunches as my body shivers. I turn to respond to Naomi's shocked response to the alcohol.
I shout over the music, "That means it's working!" and grab Naomis hand for a classic guided spin. I finish the rest of the red solo cup's containments I picked up and surrendered my body to the music.

Tonight was like every night for us. Naomi, my best friend and I hitting whatever party the classic fraternity can pull out their ass. We were used to this scene; drinking, dancing, smoking, fucking. We knew the drill, we knew the endless fun. It never got old, this fun. The rush of the music, the adrenaline of the substances, the feeling of loving someone as hard as you could, just for one night.

As soon as I started to lose my breath I walked over to the makeshift bar in this frats shitty house. I approached the nearest target and pounced:
"Would you spare a sip?"
He turns and looks me up and down.
"And your offer for trade?"
I reach down my bra and reveal my wrap of cigarettes and lighter.
"I could spare a square"
He laughs and extends two fingers towards the Camel pack, selecting one cigarette carefully. I reach for the handle and down a shot as we made our way to the porch.
"I wouldn't of taken you for a smoker"
"Well you'll definitely find me fascinating then"
I put the cigarette to my lips, sparking a flame and providing cover to get an ember.
"I find you beautiful"
He was 2000's looking, wearing light wash baggy denim with a Forrest Gump t-shirt stretching against his build. I would get with him, definitely. But who is he? Literally, who is this guy. I don't even know his name.
I look at him and tilt my head, curious.
"You don't even know my name"
The eye-contact was invincible.

His name was Danny. We danced. The weightless body, worry-free type of dancing; where your arms feel the movement and trace your figure. His hands lead my hips as my arms reached above my head, feeling his stature from his neck, to his shoulders, to his chest. His hands tensed and spun me around, comfortable fitting in his frame as he lifted my head to lock sight once again. My pulse elevated; he was fucking hot! I compel him with a steady gaze as his lips begin to upturn. He leans in against my neck and teases my dress strap.
"Let's get out of here"

He opens the door to a minimal bedroom with my hand in his grip. I enter the room followed by Danny. As I turn around and glance at him, he quickly slams the door and moves my body against it. His force made my stomach drop as I intertwine my hands around his neck. As eager I was to jump his pants, he slowly pressed his lips to mine, testing my self control. He bites my bottom lip, gently pulling me towards him. I let out a struggling breath and pull him closer to me.
"I want you"
Not a lie, but not exactly a right-minded thought.
He slips his hand under my dress, feeling up my figure and tugging at the lace of my underwear. As he moves down I grip to his shoulders harder so my knees don't give out.
"I want you so bad", I whisper.

We fucked. I mean it was good but I do this all the time! Nothing special, although he's better than magical. Oh please, I told myself.

"You want to smoke?"
I laugh and pull out two more cigarettes. I look over as he reaches for 2 nicely rolled joints.
"I had something else in mind", he laughs.
"I wouldn't mind at all, Danny"
"This one's rolled just for you"
He hands me the joint with a smirk on his face. I wanted to slap it off, silly of him to think he's got me wrapped around his finger. Fuck! He's got me wrapped around his finger.

The night was a blur, another good way to describe my vision. I stumbled out of the room after Danny, holding his hand as I followed his path through sweaty bodies. I found Naomi; her look expecting, but excited I've successfully pulled another.

"And bitch who is this?"
I laugh and wrap my arms around his neck, lifting my body onto my tippy-toes.
"This gentleman is Danny"
"A fine man he is!"
Naomi reaches for his and my hand, pulling us onto the dance floor.
It's like this night was endless. It's almost like I was free, boundless one might say. But it felt like I knew Danny. No, no he's just a guy. Just a guy, I thought. I do this all the time, he's nothing special, besides his figure and how he could fixture my body in every right way. No! No. This is just another night. I swear.

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Faye in chapter 1