The Bet

Chapter 5

"When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on." -Franklin D. Roosevelt

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I watch as Noah abandons the position below me like I had burned his skin. He disappears in between the crowd of bodies that surrounded us. Seconds later, the door slams shut; knowing it was Noah whom slammed it. Still in a complete daze, laying on the grass unable to move. It's like my brain hasn't registered what had happened. A hand is waving in my face trying to get my attention. Blinking three times, I take my unsteady hand into the hand that's waving frantically in my face. Letting them help me out of my current position.

"Let's get you off the cold grass." Devin whispers with sorrow in his voice.

All my stunned mind can tell my body to do is nod my head. I don't know if I'm stunned by Noah breaking my fall, us almost kissing, or his sudden change of heart. It could be the mixture of all three. Devin begins to guide me through the sea of bodies in the direction Noah had went.

Did I want to go into the house he just walked into with a furry of a storm in his eyes?

No.

This is going to become a shit storm before the night ends. The humorous part is, I don't know if I'll survive the wicked storm that's brewing. Just as we walk through the front door; I can see Noah's head bobbing through the multitude of people that litter the main room. Devin still has my hand in his grip, continually moving in the direction of Noah.

Why is Devin heading towards Noah after the embarrassing aftershock that had just happened moments ago?

Does he want to embarrass me further?

I'll chop his manhood through his fucking jeans with a rusty set of scissors!

Trying to wiggle my hand free from Devin's vice grip hold, which ultimately ended in failure. Devin gives a sharp pointed look that said 'don't you dare' back at me. With his demon look, I quit trying and I let my twin drag me through the people still. Even if I am terribly uncomfortable at the moment. One, because I don't know if Noah will lash out. Two, I don't know what my brother has planned. Three, because his strong grip has made my palm heat up and begin to sweat. All three make me quite uncomfortable. Both Devin and Noah are both unpredictable and their unpredictability always ends up in chaos and trouble. Growing up Devin always said I was the good twin while he was the bad twin. We were both the Angel and the Devil in his eyes. For the past year we both have become the Devils reincarnated. How I'm feeling right now is how I felt when I was the "Angel" as Devin called me. Am I turning back into my "Angel" self again? Oh no!

"Drinks." Is all Devin yells out over the blaring music.

Drinks, yes I will need a few of them to try to forget the embarrassment that has happened. Or to make my life even worse. I don't know which one it'll cause. And I'm kind of scared to see which it'll be. For some reason, Noah's rejection hurt. The hurt I don't quite understand. Why would I be hurt when I don't feel anything for the guy?

Or so you think.

But, I don't.

If you say so Aria.

We make it to the kitchen and I spot Noah in the farthest corner. He has a glass in one hand, a joint in the other, and a two girls crowding around him. Again, I feel wounded by the sight in front of me. Even Owen and his betrayal didn't make me feel this wounded. Why am I feeling damaged over a guy I can't stand? Maybe it's my ego that's injured and not literally me in general. Noah catches me staring at him and his scowling features return with vengeance. Devin shoved a drink in my line of sight, blocking Noah and his glunch face. I reluctantly take the solo cup in my hand.

"Cheers!" Lilac screams as she smashes everyone's cups together with her own.

Alcohol ends up spilling out of our cups. I place the rim of the cup to my lips and down the entire thing.

Tequila and Dr. Pepper.

I toss my cup into the trash can beside the island and grab a brownie from the tray.

"That's laced with devils lettuce Ari." Sam suddenly says.

"So." I reply while scramming the brownie in my mouth.

"That's not very lady like." Emilia chuckles out.

"Is she ever ladylike." Kelly sneers.

"Like you act like a lady." I grumble while chewing on my brownie as I roll my eyes at my ex best friend.

I pour my drink, more tequila than Dr. Pepper. I walk passed the whore of the school, bumping shoulders with her in the process. Owen stands on the other side of her as he watches the two of us. I hear her heels clacking against the marble floor and know she's about to do or say something ridiculous just to get under my skin.

"Poor thing thinks she's the most beautiful girl on campus. Must be humiliating to know Noah doesn't see you how you view yourself. I never seen him turn down a female so fast in my existence." Kelly says her jab.

I don't let her words show that they bother me. I roll my eyes and continue to walk out the door with my drink in hand. As I make it back onto the yard; she just had to go ahead and open her fat ass mouth. Like I said, she always does this to get under my skin and rile me up.

"I mean, Noah pretty much would fuck anyone who has a vagina. He doesn't discriminate. I find it a little too humorous that he simply couldn't even stand the idea to kiss you. How does it feel to know even the playboy of the school wouldn't fuck you?" She jabs again.

This time I throw my cup to the side and hear it hit the ground. I turn to face Kelly and can see the sheer horror in her face. I can smell the fear seeping out her pores. My rational part of my brain has exited the party. Before she could run away like a bitch; my fist connects to her nose. The crunching sound catches everyone's attention around us.

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" Roars out from the crowded outdoors.

Before my rational part of my brain could enter the party again; the devil on my shoulder slams the door in her face. Kelly is now holding her nose with wide eyes, I tackle her to the ground with a loud thud. My fists connect to the left and right of her face as I straddle her; locking her in place. Years ago I would be against this, years ago I wouldn't have been seen fighting an ant. Here I am years later drilling my fist into the side of Kelly's head. Within minutes, I'm pulled off of her with me struggling to break free from my holder's grasp. I managed to move forward and break free for a second just to land one more punch to her mouth. That is all it took before I was back into someone else's hold. Fighting aggressively to break the hold of my captor.

"Keep talking shit you pussy ass bitch. I'll make you eat my Goddamn shoe!" I scream out in a furious roar. Still my incarcerator doesn't loosen their grip on me as we make it to the gate.

"Geez Christ Ari. I haven't seen you do that shit before." Delilah says in shock.

"Well, not to that extent before." Spencer say with a chuckle.

"Who knew little Ari had such fire." Sam jokingly responds.

"That was a savage attack Sis." Devin says blinking twice next to me. Still my jailer hasn't let me out of their grip. Who the hell has such a tight hold on me?

"You can let me go now. I won't go all postal serial killer mode and go back to kill the bitch." I protest to my captor. Still no luck until I hear my detainer whisper in my ear that has me frozen in the grasp not even arguing or fighting to get out of their grasp.

"Damn, I didn't know Kitty Cat has such claws."

Noah?!

Ah fuck me!

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