Life & Love of the Tormented

Chapter Thirty Five

   Carter walks us back to the table, I don't think he's been drinking because I can't smell or taste any alcohol on his breath and he's talking straight.

  The blonde who was sat next to him earlier stands and comes around the table to where we are stood. A tall, muscular brown man joins her, wrapping his tribal tattooed arm around her waist and kisses her temple. They both look perfect standing next to each other but are completely out of place in this room full of metal heads. So is Carter. The three of them stand out like a sore fucking thumb.

"Amelia, this is Dayne my best mate and his missus Katie", Carter introduces them to me.

  "Hi", I answer meekly trying to hide the fact that I am completely off my face and severely uncomfortable.

  "This is Amelia, my girlfriend", he says proudly.

  "We've heard so much about you!", Katie says as she rushes to hug me.

  She is absolutely stunning. She's tall, has long blonde straight hair, a huge rack and a smile that could blind you. I can see behind her fake eyelashes and loud persona that she holds kind eyes and a low self esteem that she tries to mask... If I hadn't disrespected my body with the amount of alcohol that I have already tonight, her and I would probably hit it off. But I'm far to fucked to be having this conversation right now and what the fuck is with Carter's continued use of the term 'girlfriend'?

  I suddenly have the extreme urge to be sick and I'm not sure if it's from the shit I've put into my body this evening, the fact that Carter is using labels, or that I'm meeting his friends when I can't even see straight.

  Holy fuck this is beginning to be to much for me.

  I look at Carter. "Really?", I spit, I can feel anger rising in my throat. I told him I wasn't ready to meet his friends! I didn't know we... I was there yet!

"I can't do this. I'm sorry, I gotta go", I state and practically run toward the door, trying to exit.

  When I get outside Matt is standing by the road shutting the door of a black SUV. He waves good bye to whoever is inside the vehicle before turning to notice me.

  "Amelia?", he says, taking the few steps toward me, "You okay?", he asks.

  "Yeah I'm fine, I just needed some fresh air. I need to get home.", I say.

  "What happened?", Matt asks.

  Before I respond verbally my body leans forward involuntarily and I kiss him.

  WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AMELIA!?

   I'm fucking spiralling, that's what!

I feel so overwhelmed and out of my own control right now.

  The kiss is weird and foreign and doesn't at all feel like Carter does. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing because regret sets into my bones instantly. Matt's hands reach up to my shoulders and he pushes me away.

  "I'm sorry, you're beautiful Amelia but you have a boyfriend and this isn't righ...", Matt says before being cut off by Carter's booming voice from behind us.

"So is this why you blew me off tonight!? Because you wanted to party and get high!? Or was it so you could make out with random musicians!?", Carter yells from the door of the club.

  He's hurt and rightly so.

  Even though I didn't come out here intending on kissing Matt... I did. I got scared because of what was happening inside the club. It's no excuse though. I'm just a fucking asshole.