His Psychotic Obsession

Chapter Twenty

Elara

Bring dragged around the club, squeezing through sweaty bodies, whom reek of alcohol, is not idle.

Natalia jumps excitedly, her dirty blonde curls bouncing with each movement. "Come on girl! get into it!"

I shake my head, running a hand down my red dress that stops above my knees, and runs with a low v in the cleavage.

She groans, pulling me closer to grind her already slick in sweat body on me.

I laugh trying to push her away, but she's persistent, and moves along to the beat of the song.

If I had known she would be this crazy when I met her, I probably would've kept running from that house.

But it's hard to tell. Because in the past weeks, Nat as made me feel like I'm actually part of something. She's been a better friend than some of my other friends in the past years.

The moment of meeting her pops into my head, along with the other people I had met, "Hey what ever happen to the rest of the group?" I ask Natalia, slightly swaying my body to the music.

"Well you were there when Emily was kicked out, and Alex I don't really know what's going on with him, you'll have to ask Rowan that." She replies, grabbing my hands and swaying our bodies in sync. 

I hum, closing my eyes and getting lost in my surrounding, I lose myself in the smell of strong alcohol, the humidity the bodies around me are causing, of the loud beat that echos and thumps off the walls.

"You're so beautiful my Elara.." I freeze and shoot my eyes open, searching for the voice that whispered so close to me.

Everyone is as they were when I walked in, no one pays mind to me and Natalia. I continue searching, my heart beating out of my chest.

"Elara? You alright?" Natalia grabs my arms, bringing my attention back.

I stutter, unsure of what to tell her. Surely it was just my imagination, right?

"Nothing, I'm okay." I tell her, putting on a smile. Though I'm sure it looks uneasy to her, because she gives me an odd look. The "I don't believe you" look.

She shakes her head slightly, "Come on let's go get a drink." She pulls my hand, walking around me and dragging me through the crowd.

When we get to the bar, the boys are seated and drinking whisky while keeping a low conversation.

"Hey guys." Natalia walks up to them, ruffling Eliot's hair which he replies with a pout and shoos her hand away.

"Two vodka shots please." Natalia tells the bartender.

I take a seat beside Xander and Natalia sits beside Elliot. "What were you guys talking about?" I ask, crossing my legs.

"Just business." Xander replies gruffly, taking a swig of his beer. I hum.

I look to my left when the bartender sets down my glass in front of me. I take it in my hands and look at Natalia, who grins with her own glass in her hand. "Cheers!" She lifts her glass in the air, which I copy.

We down the drinks in one gulp, I try to hide my wince at the sour taste it left behind.

"Alright!" She claps, jumping off the bar stool. She comes up to me and grabs my arm, gently pulling me off the stool. "Back to it!"

I send a pleading look to Elliot, which he laughs off, saluting me off with his beer bottle.

I roll my eyes and let Nat drag me to the dance floor.