She Fears Love

Eight | The Truth About Love

Aleah

It was one thing for a man to ask me for sex—I would normally agree, granted they were cute enough—and another to demand it as if it was my sole responsibility to pleasure every man that simply breathed around me. It was fucking ridiculous how the reputation of someone who liked sex made everyone think they had a chance.

I wasn't that easy. Not even when I was drunk.

Sighing, I forced the kindest smile I could muster on my face as I tried to step around the man I barely met ten minutes ago. When he walked back in my path, I held back a groan. I was moody and annoyed. I checked my period tracker earlier and it confirmed the possibility of my period in just a couple days.

Though, I had already figured because I was very irritable. More than usual. Especially around my dad. Actually, I was always irritable around him. But now it was directed at anyone and everyone. That's how I usually knew my period was coming soon.

Giving the guy one last chance at keeping his balls intact, I muttered a quick, "Excuse me." And stepped around him again.

"Fucking tease," he muttered as he allowed me to get away and I rolled my eyes.

Because teasing now consisted of simply walking out of a building in leggings and a knitted sweater. Oh, so slutty and tempting. Please.

Men.

I loved and hated them. Really only loved them for one thing. Or more like, liked them.

Fixing the strap of my bag on my shoulder, I made my way to the parking lot to find my car. Knowing I'd have a hard time doing so in the sea of every attending student's car, I clicked the lock button on my key to locate it quicker.

Dulce was taking a shift at our job so I knew I couldn't pay her a visit like I usually did after class. I didn't wanna go home, though. So I'd find anything to distract myself before I had to actually go home.

Just as I reached my car and unlocked it, a text pinged my phone and I fished it out of my bag to look at the notification. A text from Nathan asking if by any chance I was available to help him set up for the party. Claiming I'd probably be better at planning than him.

He didn't need to say it was because I was a girl for me to understand why he decided to reach out to me.

Not really having anything else to do, though, I typed in a quick sure before getting into my car to warm up the engine. While I waited, I asked for the location of where we'd meet up.

As soon as I got the text on where to go, I shifted the car to drive and pulled out of my parking spot to make my way over. The party was initially gonna be at his house since his family was gone, but he made a good decision to switch the location when he realized just how many people were gonna go. If he hadn't switched locations, nine times out of ten, his house would've been trashed.

Club parties were always interesting. Especially when free drinks were involved.

Taking advantage of the empty parking lot, I parked right behind the building, locking my car before walking to the back door.

Taking a peek into one of the windows, I noticed it looked empty inside and wondered if I went to the right one. Confused, I sent off a quick text to Nathan asking where he was.

Didn't take long for him to shoot back a response, telling me he was inside.

Nathan: Are you here?

Aleah: Yeah, I'm by the back entrance

The three bubbles appeared on the bottom of my screen, only to disappear a few seconds later and didn't come back. Instead, Nathan pushed open the back door and greeted me with a smile.