Her Secrets

35

|Athena's POV|

Last night, I had a dream.

It was extremely weird.

Sean was in it.

And we were fucking.

I was unable to bring myself to look at him without the images from my dream flashing in front of my eyes. I was embarrassed of that dream to say the least.

As I wiped the stain off my dress, my mind drifted to that dream again. What was the worst of it all was that I actually enjoyed it. I was going to kill myself, yeah that's it.

I barely knew Sean. It has been what, a month? Two? Give or take.

But that didn't make him any less desirable, no matter how much of an asshole he was although he has barely been an ass to me. I quite enjoyed our small nonsensical arguments and I was sure he did too—at least I hoped so.

Looking down at my dress, the stain was not noticeable since it was a black dress. I only washed it because I didn't want it to become sticky, I hated that.

After briefly fixing my hair which I don't know how became a mess, I opened the door and walked out of the bathroom, finding Sean sitting on the bed with his phone in between his hands. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked up while I narrowed my eyes on his knuckles.

"Who did you kill?" I joked— or maybe not— trying to calm myself down again as his eyes met mine.Why was I being so weird? It was only a dream.

Yeah, a sex dream— which was completely normal.

"Nobody," he stood up, sliding his phone in his pocket, "let's go." Nodding, I followed him out of the room, back downstairs where the party was being held.

"Sean!" Nick exclaimed, rushing towards him from his group of friends who all looked of about his age.

Sean smiled, like genuinely smiled for probably the first time since I've kmown him. "Hey, birthday boy."

"Where's my gift?" Nick questioned, grinning excitedly.

"What gift?" Sean asked innocently, furrowing his brows as he feigned confusion. A frown overcame the kid's features, "what do you mean, what gift? It's my birthday!"

"Is it?" Sean asked making Nick lips turned down as he continued, "I forgot about that?"

"Sean?" Nick called out making Sean hum in response, "yeah?"

"Pick me up, will you?" Nick asked, looking up at him with eyes filled with mischief. Sean bent down a little and effortlessly lifted him in his arms.

Before either Sean or I could register what was happening, Nick landed a punch in Sean's right cheek. While Sean didn't even flinch, Nick smiled proudly, "you deserved that."

"I actually had a gift for you, dumbass." Sean stated as he rolled his eyes, "now I'm not giving you shit."

Why were they so cute?

"I don't want shit," Nick rolled his eyes, "I want gift." He looked at me, wiggling his brows suggestively, "tell him to give me it, Thena. You're his girlfriend, he'll listen to you." What's with the name?

"I highly doubt that." I replied earning a groan from the kid before he stared at Sean, "please? Please? Or I'm gonna tell mom that you brought me to a club where there were half naked women dancing," he dramatically gasped,"oh, the scandal."

"You're a piece of shit, you know that?" Sean placed him back on the ground, his right hand going to his pocket before he pulled out some sort of card. He then handed it to Nick, "happy fucking birthday."

Was that a fucking black card?

"What's this?" Nick asked, taking the card from him. Sean shrugged in response, "go give it to your parents." Nodding with confusion written all over his face, Nick literally ran away to where his parents were conversing.

"Isn't he like too young for that?" I asked Sean who shrugged before replying, "who cares?"

"So," my gaze fell on his hands again which made me want to run my finger over his bruised and red knuckles, "what happened to your fist?"

"A snitch." He responded, gritting his teeth as he did so. Understandable.

"That's the important business you had to take care of?" I questioned, raising my brows to which he nodded curtly, "yeah."

"So when are we leaving for France?" I asked. I was eager to start that mission.

"In three days."

"Great," I cleared my throat, looking around the room. Damn, was it crowded—

My eyes fell on a familiar figure walking towards me. I heard Sean let out a huff as Antonio stopped right in front of us, flashing me a smile, "how's the dress?"

"Fixed it."

He grinned, "that's great. Do you want a drink or something?"

"Sure," I smiled making him grin in response. Sean let out an annoyed grunt, "I want a drink too," he said, shooting a fake smile at Antonio who looked amused, "we'll wait for you here." 

"Okay," Antonio chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, "be right back."