Switchblade

Chapter 25: Regrets

Tati poured a tequila shot into Kanan's mouth then squeezed a lime to finish it off.

He swallowed it all.

She went to the next one which was Silas.

"What're you feelin'?" she asked.
"Surprise me."
She took the bottle of vodka and he tilted his head back. She poured it down and stopped so he could swallow it.
Then she fixed a glass of whiskey and placed it in front of him.
Next was Killian.

He took a puff of his cigarette and looked at her.
"Which do you want?" she asked.
"Skip me." he said and stood up.
"Are you scared?" she scoffed. "If you can drink it out of a glass, you can drink it out of the bottle."
"You still scared to kiss me?" he asked as he looked down at her. He put the cigarette back between his lips.
She sighed and looked away from him.
He blew his smoke out. "Tell you what, I'll do two of them. If you'll kiss me."
She looked at him.
"You can say no." he promised with eyes on her lips.
She looked at the men at the table who were talking amongst themselves or looking at the pair standing up.
"What's he like when he's drunk?" she asked them.
Kolson scoffed. "Reckless. But he won't do you any harm."
"It'll take him a while to get there though. Motherfucker can drink like the Irish." said Silas.
Tati looked back at Killian.
He took the final puff of his cigarette then put it out in the ashtray.

"Fine." she agreed. "Sit down and tilt your head back."
He smirked with a lick to his bottom lip before he sat down and did as she told him.
The liquor was poured into his mouth.

"Should've told her he's a horny fuck when he's drunk." Dominic whispered.
"Left it out on purpose. I wanna see her hit him." Kolson chuckled. "If she's crazy sober, she's probably a riot when she's drunk."
"He's not gonna do her anything. But it'll be funny to watch." Mikel agreed.

Tati finished pouring. "Swallow it." she commanded.
Killian stood up quickly and grabbed onto Tati's face. He crashed their lips together.

The liquor traveled from his mouth to hers, leaking from the corners and down her jaw as he tried to get her to take as much as he could. She swallowed the shot and felt his tongue touch hers as they kissed a second longer.
He let her free then took the bottle. He poured his own shot directly into his mouth and swallowed.

Tati just stared in shock while a bit dizzy. She wiped her face with her hand.
He handed the bottle back after doing it one more time.

Killian pulled out another cigarette and placed it between his lips. She watched him light it and inhale.
"Worth the wait." he smiled and exhaled.

~•~

Another hour and a half went by and there were different kinds of drunks in the room.

The silly ones that found everything funny. The ones who stumbled around the lounge with little to no use of their legs. And the ones that just stared quietly and considered their life choices.
"I wanted to be a pastry chef like my father..." said Mikel.

Tati downed her last shot of the night.

She felt a body press against her.
"Give me one." he instructed.
She took the vodka and poured another shot before handing it to him.
He downed it easily.
Then watched her wipe off the counter.

"You know you have really soft lips?" he asked.
She stopped.
He turned her face to the side so she'd look at him.
"I like the size they are. Full and pretty."
She looked away from him shyly and faced the bar again. "Stop it..."
He chuckled. "Am I making you nervous?"
She didn't answer.
"You get shy when you're drunk." he snickered.
"No I don't..." she answered softly.
"I don't believe you."
She saw his hands rest against the bar, keeping her held in place.
"Remember when you called me pretty?" he asked.
"Yea..."
"I think you're pretty too."
She didn't respond.
"Face me." he instructed.
She turned around between his arms but stared down.
"Scared?" he asked.
"No..."
"No? Then kiss me again."
She didn't respond.
He took one hand off of the bar and used it to lift her face to him.
"Just one more and that's it." she argued. "I'm not kissing you ever again."
He chuckled. "Alright."

The space between them closed and their lips met in the middle. Tati enjoyed the feeling of his soft lips caressing and pressing against hers as they kissed against the bar.

"Hey!" whispered Mikel.
Silas and Kolson looked at him hazily.
Mikel gestured at the bar.
The three of them watched Killian and Tati make out hungrily, heads turning to get as much of each other as possible. Killian's arm wrapped around her waist to pull her closer.
"Damn it. She becomes easy when she's drunk." said Silas.
"No, that asshole just always gets what he wants." Kolson groaned and laid his face in his hands.
The other two did the same.

Killian and Tati finally let each other's lips free after making out for longer than Tati planned.
"You know I wanna fuck you?" he huffed with eyes scanning her body.
"Don't say things like that...!"
"You wouldn't let me?" he asked.
"I'm-..."
"I know."
"I'm not just gonna give it to you." she stated.
"I know that too."
"Then no..."
He scoffed, humored. "Why?" he smiled.
"Because you wouldn't care about me. I know by the way you treat me and look at me that you just like sex and don't really care about women. I'm not giving my virginity to someone like that. You wouldn't even care."
He just stared at her. "Sure I would."
"No you wouldn't. Plus, I've seen and heard how a lot of girls get tied to whoever they lost their virginity too. And you're not really someone I wanna struggle to let go of. I don't trust you at all."
"You don't think I'd take care of you?"
"What do you mean?"
"That I'd make you feel good."
"Maybe..." she thought aloud. "But then what?" She looked back up at him.

"What happens after you make me feel good? You leave me alone? Push me to the side because you got what you wanted? I realize I wasted it? I regret it for probably the rest of my life because I gave one of the most sacred things I had to some loan shark that threatened my mother and only saw me as a fat ass with perky tits? I don't want to give my virginity to you. I'm kind of mad I even gave you my first kiss." She took his hand off of the bar then walked away to head to the locker room and change.

He stood there staring at the wood. He bit his lip in thought.
She just called me a whore...

"What happened?!" Niko asked.
Killian didn't answer.
"He probably told her he just wanted to fuck, no strings attached." Mikel stated and the ones who weren't attempting to not fall asleep laughed.
"At least the motherfucker's honest!" Niko added and they laughed some more.
"She must've forgotten who that prick is!" said Soren and they laughed again.