I see you / featuring Tobias Forge

Chapter 9 - sending them right back

Sasha had been walking on clouds a solid week after Tobias called. He missed her and the promise they made to each other had her dreaming with anticipation. She wanted to see him so much, but even more she wanted to lay her hands on him and touch him everywhere. Could it be possible she was falling for this man? It couldn't be, they had been together for just one evening. But it was anexceptional fantastic evening, filled with magic. Well as Cher said : it's in his kiss. When she would see him next time and they would kiss, she would know for sure. To pass some time and because she wanted to see him, she opened her laptop, to look at some newly posted items online. As soon as she opened the first post, Sasha's blood froze rock solid. There he was, kissing a tall blond demon serpent like woman. The bitch was wrapped all around him, sticking like fucking glue. Sasha felt like she couldn't breathe and slammed her laptop shut. Luci jumped on the table to check what was wrong with her mama. "I'm sorry Luci,but I have to go. I have to get out of here." She grabbed her jacket and phone and ran out the door, blinded by her tears. For most of her life Sasha never felt good enough. Always trying to live up to other people's expectations, but never seeming to reach them. She tried to be a good girlfriend to Chris and she really thought she was...until he left her. Because she wasn't blond,skinny, or tall. Tobias told her she was beautiful as she was. A pure embodiment of the female body as it should be. Lushes curves, in all the right places. Yeah right! Until a blond devil spawn came along. Seems like no man could withstand them. For the love of Christ she couldn't understand men.

 Still crying, she found herself at the front door of Nathalie and she started knocking. As soon as Nathalie opened it, she saw that something was terribly wrong with her sister. "Jesus Sash, come in. What the hell happened to you?" When Nathalie closed the door behind her, Sasha broke down on the floor and started crying uncontrollably. Nathalie kneeled beside her and held her tight, caressing her hair. "Ssshhh sweety, what happened?" "He-he, he's with someone else. They were kissing and she was wrapped all around him. Oh Nath...I wasn'tgood enough". Sasha buried her head in her hands and couldn't stop crying. "That fucking idiot!" Nathalie was furious. "What the fuck was he thinking! Was he even thinking at all. Probably not, because the only thing men use to think with, isbetween their legs! Sweety, get up, I'm taking you out. But first let's clean you up." Reluctantly Sasha got off the floor and walked behind her sister into the bathroom where she planted her in the shower. As the water richly flowed over her body, the warmth started to calm her down. The pain of his betrayal was still there, but a nice numb feeling started to come over her. This felt way better than the excruciating burning pain from before. She came out of the bathroom and her sister was already waiting for her with a couple of outfits to try on. "Let's make sure this will be a night out you'll remember sis. By the end of it, you won't even remember 'he who shall not be named'." "You promise?" Sasha replied and chose a red little cocktaildress with lace on the backside. She topped off the outfit with black peep toe high heels and the same red lipstick she wore to the Ritual. "Okay sis, let's reek some hell." Nathalie took her sister by the hand and they stepped into the taxi she had ordered.

The nightclub in Amsterdam was dark, loud, smelly and packed to the max. Sasha normally hated these places. There were just too many people and she always felt like everyone was  watching her. This evening it could have very well been true. Most men turned their heads as the sisters walked by and most women stared with jealous eyes at the competition. Nathalie had a confident smirk on her face telling everyone: 'Yeah I'm hot and I know it.' but Sasha was sure that her face stated something more in the line of: 'stay the fuck out of my way, or get stabbed by my stiletto.' They moved towards the bar for a drink. Nathalie, of course ordered a sex on the beach, but Sasha just wanted a glass of water. "Seriously Sash? Make that a Russian Mule bartender, because my sister is really being an ass!" And she started laughing. Sasha couldn't help herself and started giggling as well. Thankfully she looked at her sister and said: "Thanks Nath, I really don't know what I would have done, if it wasn't for you. You always know how to pick me up." Nathalie squeezed her sisters hand and gave her, her cocktail. "Cheers sis, here's to having one certainty, sisters are forever!" Sasha took a sip from her Mule and felt the cold fluid warm her throat and numb limbs. After they finished their drinks, Nathalie took her to the dance floor and they started to dance to the music. Soon they were surrounded by different men, who wanted to dance with them. Which brought Nathalie to a great idea. "Sash, dance with the dude on your left, he's hot! I'll take some pictures and send them to Swiss. He can show his dear Papa what he's missing." Sasha who was starting to feel the effect of her second Russian Mule, smiled mischievous to her sister. She turned to mister hot shot, who was glad to have won the competition with the other men around them. He quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. He smelled like beer and cigarettes andSasha was grossed out by it, but she still kept dancing with him as if she was having the time of her life. Nathalie was taking pictures like a professional photographer. The next song started and it was a slow song. Hot shot pulled her closer and buried his head in her neck. Eeew, this was definitely NOT what she wanted and she pushed him away. "I'm sorry, but that's a bit too close for me."Mister 'starting to get annoying' didn't like to hear no for an answer and tried to grab her hands. "Nooo, you really want me to hold you close" he slurted. "No she really doesn't ass wipe, now back the hell off from my sister!" Nathalie pulled her sister away from mister 'on the verge of getting his ass kicked' and they walked to the bar. "Thanks Nath, for tonight and for sticking up for me,but if you don't mind I really want to go home now." "Sure sweety, let's go,but not before we send Swiss some selfies and some pictures of you and that idiot dancing." She winked at Sasha before she pulled out her phone and sent some, as she said, real professional pictures, to Swiss. "By the way." Sasha asked. "Are you and Swiss texting each other on a regular base, or..?" Nathalie turned reddish, "no, yes, well sometimes?" "And he didn't say anything about the blond demon child?" "Uhm, no Sash, we send each other different kindof text messages" and her little sister turned almost as red as Sasha's dress."Oooooh, wow Nath, well that's nice, I guess..." Nath looked a little ashamed."It wasn't my intention to keep it from you Sash, but it just started and well...it's still so new y'know." Meanwhile they arrived at the taxi stand and got in the first on in line. They however did not notice mister hot shot, getting in the one behind them, as they drove off. When they arrived at Nathalie's home, Sasha felt utterly exhausted. She took off her makeup brushed her hair and fell on the bed next to her sister. "Thanks again Nath, I had a fantastic time, aside of that asshole later on in the evening." Nathalie gave her sister a hug and turned out the lights. "You're welcome sis, anything for you." Outside in the shadows, mister 'I'm a real creepy MF' watched the lights go out in the bedroom and grinned. "Now I know where you are..."