A Modern Fairytale

The After Party

It has been almost a month and I was still trying to figure out how to tell Arry about the vision and the dreams I get at night. I made up my mind to not entertain Zimar anymore because it’s only going to hurt him in the end. I just didn’t like to do something that Arry didn’t like and I wanted a good friendship with her. I spent the days practicing in the music club with Arry and as each day passed I fell harder for her.
I was walking through the corridor daydreaming about us when Stephanie jumped out of nowhere clutching an envelope in her hand. I didn’t have the trouble of inquiring about it as she was already narrating about a party that was specially arranged to welcome the freshers by the seniors. She was then going on about shoes and dresses by then I knew there was no way I could escape from it so we decided to go.
The party was unexpectedly going well because I was enjoying my time with my friends amidst the crowd which I thought won’t be possible. I decided to go with a simple satin shirt and black jeans with a high ponytail. I chose to do a full makeup just to fit the party vibe. Stephanie and Jennifer went off to dance after sometime leaving me and Clara to ourselves. I was about to take another bite of the delicious cake when she said “Don’t look now...well, look now” signalling at someone behind me. I turned to see Zimar coming our way but behind him was the view! I saw her. I almost choked on my cake for she never failed to grab the attention of the crowd with her glamorous entrance. Arry looked angelic as always but her black suit gave her a sexy devilish mix. Before I could take in all her details one by one Zimar came up to us asking me to dance with him. Clara immediately excused herself leaving me with no choice but to go dance. I was way better in dancing now thanks to my talented tutor. We danced for about a long 30 minutes because he kept on asking questions on why I distanced myself from him and I had to repeat the same thing in different ways as to not hurt his feelings.
I somehow managed to say goodbye to him and went on my way to find my friends when someone roughly pulled me to a corner. I almost thought I was being kidnapped until I saw it was Arry.

“It’s you! You scared me” I told her trying to calm myself down. She glared at me as if I did something bad to her. I was even more confused as she pulled me again by my hand and dragged me to the parking lot. It was empty and silent except for my continuous questions. “Where are we going? My friends are going to search for me” I kept repeating but it did not reach her ears. She was busy unlocking her Bugatti and pushing me inside. “Please tell me where we’re going?” I pleaded. I couldn’t make head or tail out of the situation. My head started its usual ache whenever Arry was around me. Please don’t make it another bad vision, I prayed to myself. The tension I’m in, right now, in my real life was already too much to handle. Arry started her car and took off in the highest possible speed. Her driving was reckless and she was drunk to the core. I wondered if this was the same person who was so concerned about me the last time I travelled with her. She looked even more sexier today with her reckless attitude but I wasn’t in a situation to relax and enjoy watching her. She was obviously exceeding the speed limits and I was certain we’d crash anytime soon. “Ariana, please! This is too dangerous! Slow down for god’s sake” I pleaded again watching the vehicles from the opposite direction fly past us.
“Are you scared of dying?” she asked with a wicked laugh. I rolled my eyes at her and sat still, not speaking another word because it was useless. She drove into the front yard of a beautiful villa and stepped on the break. “Finally” I sighed in relief.
Before I could get myself out of the car she was already at my door pulling me out of it again! I couldn’t work out what she wanted. Before I could protest I realized I was being dragged into a room. It was a luxury bedroom which lit up by sensors as soon as she dragged me inside. She effortlessly pushed me into that king sized bed and walked out, or that’s what I thought. She kicked the door shut with her leg and came back to me. I was still sprawled on the bed, unable to move due to the confusion. “Take off your shirt” she said and I thought I definitely heard it wrong. I looked at her bewildered. “Take off your fucking shirt!” she shouted and tried to snatch my shirt off me pulling in so hard which in the process got ripped open. The shirt buttons flew all over the place and I was petrified. My mind went totally blank refusing to process the reality that’s happening. Tears started forming in my eyes almost blinding me, blocking me her beautiful face. Just then she pulled out the remaining of my torn shirt and threw it on the floor making me lie on the bed helplessly with just my lace bralette. I tried to cover my cleavage with both my hands sensing her eyes on it and pleaded her to let me go.
“You’re not in your right mind, please let me go” I said like a child. I know I ought to feel safe with her but her recklessness and the effect of alcohol scared me. She doesn’t really mean anything she does right now. “Shut up! This is what you wanted right? Let me give you what you want” she said and buried her face inside my neck. I froze not knowing how to react, her words meant no sense to me and she didn’t give me a chance to say it. Her soft lips roamed all over my neck while her hands caressed the side of my body. The sensations she was giving me was too much to handle. She was wild and it was my first time to be on the same bed with someone let alone touch me. A soft moan escaped my lips when she shifted further down to my cleavage and pulled on my skin with her teeth. The pain she gave was soon replaced with pleasure as her tongue circled the area she bit. When I was starting to enjoy her warm tongue she bit it hard again making me scream. She looked up at me and held my face roughly “shutup you little beast” she whispered rudely and pushed back my face. Her killer eyes was filled with anger than lust and I didn’t know what I did for her to take it on me. She eased the pain  just to bite back harder again and again in the same spot until she was satisfied with the deep red mark. Her hands in the meantime were all over my upper body. I wanted her to have me so badly because of the tension she created between my legs but she stopped as abruptly as she started.
She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes tight breathing heavily. I didn’t know if this was a good or a bad sign but I just lied there trapped under her. After a good few minutes she finally opened her eyes and looked at me blankly until her eyes were filled with emotions again. She changes like weather, i said to myself.
She cupped my face and caressed my cheeks. Her eyes turned soft and she gave that look again. It was as if I was something so precious to her. I felt safe immediately. “Who’re you?” she barely whispered caressing my cheeks softly. This is my call! Maybe I should tell her about our past. Maybe she’d remember! My heart raced at the thought and I wanted to tell her but words didn’t come out of me. I held her face and closed the gap between us pressing a soft kiss on her lips. That was my first kiss and I didn’t know if I did it correctly but it felt so good and right at the moment. She kissed me back passionately as if she actually loved me. I felt so happy and loved just like the old days. My life was perfect there inside her embrace I felt complete and at peace. I should tell her everything about us first thing in the morning when she’s sober, I made a mental note to myself while smiling into her kiss. I love you Arry, I really really do! I told her mentally because my lips were busy with hers and I felt as if she replied back too.
I woke up to the ray of sunlight pricking my eyes. I was about to scream when I realized It wasn’t my bedroom but with a sudden rush I started remembering everything that happened the last night. So it was all real! I said to myself happily and I was overjoyed to see Arry sleeping peacefully beside me. I just couldn’t believe everything got sorted so easily. She asked who I was, she always looked at me as if she knew me and her concerned eyes! Those were only for me! She’s definitely going to believe what I say, she should, she better.
I pushed a strand of hair off her face and gently placed a kiss on her forehead. It was my second kiss and I wished all my kisses would be just for her. I decided to brighten her day up with a happy breakfast so that we could keep speaking out the words that went silent in the kiss. I lazily got myself off her bed and looked in the mirror first thing. My hair was a mess and the hickey on my neck looked redder. It did hurt lightly but I was happy about it too that it made me blush. I picked up my shirt from the floor only to realize it was ripped and not in a good condition to wear. Right then my eyes caught a baggy tee on the sofa and I decided to wear that. I looked cute in it and the scent made me feel as if she was hugging me. She wouldn’t mind it, it was she who ripped my shirt! I told myself as I tucked her inside the warm blanket and went out to explore the kitchen as I was starving. Her house looked extravagant, of course it’s Arry the singer’s! Luckily the first room I entered into turned out to be the kitchen but I didn’t know how to cook. I suddenly got nervous because I didn’t want to serve her some overly roasted food early in the morning. I just did what I did best and made a few sandwiches with my favourite stuffing. I hope she’d like it! I said to myself while arranging it neatly on the plate. I might have felt so happy and romantic at that point that I managed to cut few slices of cucumber in tiny heart shapes to decorate the dish. I felt scared and happy at the same time because she was drunk last night and a part of me said she might have forgotten everything. I shook the thought to the back of my head and went back to wake her up with the sandwiches. I found her already awake sitting up with both her hands clutching her head.
“Is it the headache?” I asked rushing to see if she was alright.
She looked up hearing my voice and stared as if I was a ghost.
“um, hi? You alright?” I asked again not sure how to read her.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!” she shouted well enough to give me a stroke. WHY ARE YOU WEARING MY CLOTHES HUH? TELL ME HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH,” she spat out like a snake spitting out poison. My whole world felt like it was falling down on me and I just wanted to vanish then and there. I didn’t know what to tell her or what to do so I just stood there letting my tears roll down to my cheeks. This pissed her more and she grabbed the plate off my hands throwing it away which went flying only to hit the wall and crash down, the contents flying all over. She then pulled on the tee trying to remove it and I let her do it because I didn’t want her to damage that as well and get her more angrier. I just wanted to disappear from there and never meet her again. I hurried to pick my torn shirt back, wore it and covered myself as much as It can and ran out of that house until my legs felt lifeless. I didn’t know where I was, no phone, no cash, I was lost.