a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

Shove That Apology Up Your Arse!

We walk towards the mansion both blushing. Gustav rushes to open the door for us
"Hi guys!" He shouts over the bass boosted music, I can feel it shaking the floor
"Whats going on!?" I shout back
"Dunno! Party!" I laugh as we walk in and pick up some spare drinks from the bar, I watch Georg and Bill dance around to the beat and Gustav comes to join me and Tom
"You guys good now?" He asks, I look at Tom who's already nodding to him
"Yeah, kinda" I say smirking

I sip the rum, the strong liquor burns my throat as it travels down to my stomach, the icy glass freezes my hand as I hold it while observing everyones sweaty bodies dancing and jumping together. The bass travels through my body, it rushes through my bones setting off sparks in my stomach. I slightly nod my head to the beat as I finish the drink, I slip off the stool and grab the half finished rum bottle from the side, I pour a generous amount into my glass and throw the lid back on before heading back to my seat next to Tom. I sip my drink, my tongue tingles as the spirituous drink enters my mouth paired with the feeling of the ice hitting my lips as I tilt the glass back, I swallow hard as the alcohol travels through my body.

Tom takes the drink from my hands and takes a sip, he gives it back and grabs the bottle instead, taking swigs from it. I roll my eyes as I sit sipping my drink like the sophisticated lady I think I am.
A few too many drinks pass, as the music overtakes me I bop my head back and forth loosing control of my body. I giggle to myself.
Tom has finished the bottle of rum and is also bobbing his head. I look at him with a radiant smile, he stands up and takes my hands. We stumble over to the other boys and join their messy dancing, our bodies colliding every so often.

Our laughter fills the air which is thick with the scent of alcohol. My eyes trail over toms muscular body dancing to the music, he captivates my gaze. I dance closer to him, our hot bodies rubbing together with the music. His large hands snake around my waist and hold me closer to him, pressing my behind into him, I feel his hot breath on my neck as he leans down to whisper in my ear
"Ive missed you" My body melts into him at the sound of his low gravely voice. He leans down and plants soft kisses on my collar bones before lifting his head back up and starting a conversation with Georg, leaving me silently wishing for more.

Bill walks over to me, his head down afraid I might send him away.
"Tom, can I talk to Taylor?" He asks, his voice quiet and afraid meaning I can barely hear it over the blasting music
"Yeah whatever. No bullshit though" Tom says, I look up at Tom and he nods to me.
"Touch her and Ill kill you." He adds as we walk off.
Me and Bill walk up the stairs and into the nearest room, the music now muffled and quiet

"What do you want Bill?" I huff, rage slowly building inside of me
"I wanted to say that I am truly sorry. I know its ridiculous to say sorry because it wont take back anything I said or did. But I want you to know that Im sorry. From the bottom of my heart"
A feeling of fire lights in my stomach as the alcohol takes over my body, forcing me to become angry

"You should be sorry Bill!" I scold
"I don't forgive you." I snarl at him as his dark brown eyes gloss over
"What?" He says, tears welling at the corners of his eyes
"Is that how little you think of me? You think you can assault me and be forgiven? You think you can almost get me killed and expect forgiveness?"
"I-" he stutters
"Why would you do that to me? I thought you were different" I interrupt
"I don't know" He pleads
"Pathetic!" I shout
"What? You think I liked hurting you!" He snaps
"Well it seems like you did!" Tears fall from his eyes
"Oh cry me a fucking river!" I spit
"I trusted you Bill." I sigh as I walk out the door leaving him in the dark room on his own.

I take a deep breath before walking back to the kitchen and cracking open a new bottle of rum, I chuck the fiery liquid back and wipe my eyes which are filling with tears.
As I walk over to the other boys I put on a fake smile and join them in their ridiculous dancing.

Yet the thought of Bills pathetic apology still lingers in the back of my mind like a fly that wont go away.