Pezzo Mencante

9|Fuck it

♧︎According to chemistry, alcohol is a solution♧︎

I walked into the massive living room to see Kayla dancing with one of her many guys, Carlos doing shots in the corner of the room and Liana making her way over to me. Definitely already drunk.

Carlos and Liana soon ran over to me "Come on we're gonna get so wasted and have the best night of our lives" Carlos yelled over the music dragging me away from the front door which I can't lie I did consider running straight back out of. The amount of people in this club definitely erupted an unsettling feeling inside of me.

Fuck it.

A bunch of drinks later, we were having the night of our life. I was dancing with anyone and everyone, downing glass after glass of alcohol with completely no care in the world. The more I drink, the less my thoughts about my brothers will consume me. I just need to be free. Even for one night and i'm not going to let anyone stop me.

It's certainly true what they say about Jake Quinn's parties though 'A night where something always go down. Not even an hour in these two boys Zaid and Lewis were fighting over Kayla, who is now upstairs snogging Zaid's face off. And oh boy, isn't there a lot still to come.

Everyone was dancing again, Liana on Carlos' shoulders and me on.. what was his name again? I honestly can't remember but the poor boy was eyeing me up, I couldn't leave him without one dance.

PEZZO MENCANTE

I was lost, in the music, swaying my hip back and fourth to the beat until a pair of muscular ands gripped onto my waste and started swaying with me.

I didn't come here tonight to have fun with boys, but for myself so when his hands started to grab my ass I pushed them off and continued to dance not wanting for this creep to ruin my mood.

I was finally again lost in the music until I felt the same hand wrap around my waste again except this time tighter not giving me any chance to escape from his hold.

"Get the fuck off me" I grunted as my breath quickened starting to become panicked as flashbacks of Ivan holding me down by my waste came flooding through my minds.

I brush my hand through my hair as I feel the walls closing in on me and more and more people crowd round giving me barely any room to even breath. It suddenly got really hot and I could feel myself beginning to sweat as I ran more and more out of breath.

Now I can't hear anything but my heavy breaths as the man behind me starts kissing my neck so roughly that he's definitely leaving hickeys.

I wanted to scream for someone to help me but I just coukdn't find the words. I closed my eyes as i began rapidly shaking me head trying to signal that I wanted this man off of me.

It feels like hours as my vision begins to get blurry and as he whispers things in my ear all I can hear is Ivan.

Again I try to push him away, but now i'm even weaker than I was before. I have no chance.

Just before his hands can slip under my dress, It's like my prayers had been answered when I feel somebody push him off of me and I see a large body tackle him to the floor.

Barely even sure of where I was or what was happening I barely even managed to whisper "Stop, please stop." My gaze begins to get blurry but I find a wall to hold myself up. I steady myself and now all I can see if a pool of blood leaking from the man who just had a hold on me until I notice Zayden looking at me with a worried expression, his knuckles all bloody and cut up.

Before I fall to the ground, he grabs me by my waiste before leading me to the VIP section of the club.

I know he can sense my panic through my heavy breaths when he begins to reassure me as he pins me up against a wall to keep my balance. "Hey, hey i'm not going to let anyone hurt you, you're okay. You're safe" He says softly stroking away the tears from the corner of my eye I hadn't even realised where beginning to fall.

"W-what are you doing here?" I question.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking what you're doing in my club Princess?" he chuckles, a mischievious grin on his face.

"You own this place? What the hell do you do for work at 18?"

"Nothing for you to worry about Princess." he smirks before leading me downstairs to my friends.

Princess. He had called me that a few time and I was becoming obsessed with hearing that word leave his extremely inviting lips.

A

fter having a glass of water and sitting down for a few minutes, I reassured a very worried Zayden that I was ok now and that I just felt trapped. Even though he was still unsure, he let it go after I told him I didn't want that guy to ruin my night.

A few songs and many shots later, Zayden left when three tall, dangerous looking men entered the club dressed in dark suits to lead them to the VIP area and he never came back. A small part of me wanted to ask what it was about but I should probably mind my own business and quite honestly I don't care. Or that's what I keep telling myself

Carlos decided it was time for us to spice some things up a bit

Truth or Dare.

After many rounds, which included make outs, alcohol, stripping I found myself distracted by Zayden. I could slightly seem him in the VIP area talking to those guys and he did not look happy one bit. The look on his face in that moment almost, scared me.

He isn't like anyone i've ever met before and I can't put my finger on what is different about him.

"Valencia truth or dare?" Liana directs towards me.

"Dare" I confidently reply. Let's get some action shall we.

"I dare you to go and snog that fine piece of man over there for at least 10 seconds" Kayla says as she points towards a muscular man in the crowd with his back towards me. It's dark so I can barely even see his face but his body.. damn.

I didn't come here for boys and I certainly don't need any more of their shit. But it's just a kiss with a guy I won't ever see again. What's the worst that can happen?

Fuck it.

I confidently strut over to the tall man and pull his face towards me. After he bends down slightly, our tongues immediately interlock as he takes control of the kiss whilst I grab his face and as we go deeper into the passionate kiss, he pulls me closer to him by my waiste. Butterflies immediatelty errupt inside my stomarch at the contact between our lips. I don't know how long we had been kissing but I certainly did not want it to stop. Their was something familiar about this kiss, like I had felt these lips way too many times before.

As I eventually pull away, my face drops when I get a look at his face.

Alexei.