My Destiny

Chapter 30

The place was crowded with people, the music was loud as fuck. As I entered the farmhouse, I saw everyone holding red cups, couples making out, people lying drunk. 

"Ishaaa", I heard my name coming out from the crowd. I tried to look who was calling me.

Mean while, I felt a hand on my waist, I looked aside to see who it was. It was him- Ryan. He was wearing a black jeans and white t shirt. It didn't take him a second to pull me to himself and plant a kiss on my lips. I was surprised by his move.

"You look fucking hot", scanning me from top to bottom.

"You don't know what I want to do right now", licking his bottom lips.

"What do you wanna do", I took a step closer to him. My heart started racing faster.

"I want to take you to the room and rip that dress off, and kiss every inch of your body", my eyes widen as the words came out from his mouth. He was definitely looking hot, his hair was reaching his eyes. I pulled him closer to me, I didn't care now what others were thinking is going on between us. I kissed him. 

"Fuck you man", our kiss got interrupted when a drunk guy bumped into us.

"Sorry man", he said and disappeared in the crowd.

"Here are our drinks", Anaya popped out of no where holding a red glass in her hand.

"Thanks", I just wanted to enjoy today, I wouldn't get drunk as promised to my mother though she told not to consume.

"Where's mine?", Ryan pointed towards the glass.

"Opp... self service", he rolled his eyes and disappeared in the crowd to fetch a drink for himself.

"You look hot", Anaya glanced at my dress.

"So do you", she gave me a hug.

"Finally your eighteen, I can't believe we were kids few years back and now we are legal"

"Hell yeah"

"Drink it girl", she took the glass and made me drink the entire cup. I couldn't figure out what it was, it was sour and it burned my throat. There was a rise in adrenaline level. Though it was one drink, I could feel slight change inside me.

"One more", she got back cups refilled.

"No...", before I could say anything, she forced the drink in my mouth and one more. I felt like my body became lose and free. People around were still dancing. I was looking for Ryan, I couldn't find him. I went upstairs to use the washroom. I had to enter a room, where I saw someone sitting on the bed. 

"Hey, what are you doing here", when looked up it was Ryan. He was looking hot.

"Umm... I.. I wanted to just use the restroom. But I guess I changed my plans", I locked the room, and walked towards him. Without thinking, I pulled him by his collar and kissed him. His lips were soft, he didn't take a minute to slide his tongue into my mouth. My fingers run through his hair, he groaned. 

I felt his hands on my thighs and gradually moving up. At this moment I realized that I love this man, no matter what. I didn't know whether he felt the same, which made me disappointed. I moved away. 

"What's wrong", he was inches away from my face.

"I.. I don't know how to tell you this"

"Tell me what"

"Ryan, I love you", I said it. Maybe the alcohol gave me the strength to say it. Though I was drunk, I knew what I was saying. His eyes remained pinned to mine, looking like he was digesting what I just said.

"Isha"

"I love you", when he said. I felt my world turning up side down, butterflies in my stomach.

For a second I felt, he didn't mean it, but I was happy the next moment when he pulled me and kissed me. His hands cupped my face. I unbuttoned his shirts, without breaking our kiss. His hands were on my thighs again, moving up gradually. He reached the end of my dress, I felt his hands beneath my dress. I removed his t-shirt and threw it on the floor. He unzipped my dress, and it slid down my body smoothly. 

He placed my on the bed, and kissed me hard. My hands were on his back, pulling him closer to me. My hands went down on his pants but he stopped.

"Are you sure", I was very sure. It wasn't the alcohol making me do this. I wanted him to be mine. Alcohol just eased the nervousness in me. I did love him for what he is. I never imagined I would fall for someone so hard. I was even worried about, how long will this relationship last. But without thinking negative, I just went with it. 

"Yes am sure. Promise me you will never leave me"

"Yeah I promise you", I unbuttoned his pants, he pushed it away. He kissed me on my neck first, licking my body and moving down. He unhooked my bra, with one hand and threw it on the floor. It would be the first time he would see me naked completely. He cupped my breast and I yelped. He moved further down, and stopped near my belly button. He pulled me panty, and moved on top of me.

"It's going to pain a little, sorry about that."

"Hmm..umm", I nodded. I felt him entering in me. It was painful at the very beginning. I closed my eyes and sucked the pain.

"You want me to stop.. I will"

"No, keep going", he inserted himself completely in me. The pain was still there, but easing at every move. He perfectly knew how to do it. It made me disappoint for a moment when I thought how many girls he has slept with, but the other moment when he said I love you to me. He moved little faster than before, making a moan escape out of my mouth. He kissed me on my lips, sucking all the moans.

"Oh my..", I moaned.

"Fuck Isha, your so beautiful. I love you"

"I love you too Ryan", he moved faster now. 

After we were done, I realized he didn't wear a condom. 

Shit.

"Will go to the med store and get you a birth control pill", he said.

"Am sorry, I didn't wear a condom because I didn't have one for the first time...", first time? He keeps condom in his pocket and goes around.

"Am sorry I didn't mean it that way. I never thought we would end up having sex.", it was little fuzzy after we had sex, it was first time for me.

I kissed him, so that he can stop talking.

"Will you come with me?"

"Yeah, ofcourse babe", he kissed me on my cheeks. My cheeks turned red like a tomato. We both were lying on the bed, naked. 

"So tell me, what's up with your street dancer story", my body went cold. I didn't want my past to come into my present. But as I trusted him, he had all the rights to know about my past as we are going to start something new in our relationship.

"It's nothing major. There was a guy in my group who I hated. He did dance well, so there was no reason for me to throw him out of the group. He used to always be behind me, at times he used to spy on me"

"That son of a bitch"

"And, he was growing obsessed with me. I denied to speak to him, and warned him to stay away from him. Which made him more furious."

"One day, after our performance, he came into my changing room. I stopped him from coming close to me, but he forced himself. He was very drunk. He tried to kiss me, and do many other things with me. I pushed him away, accidently his head hit the edge of the dressing table. I stood there for a few minutes looking at him. Then I saw some red spots flowing behind his head. When I went to check his pulse he was dead. It wasn't my fault, but still I felt guilty about it. Few of his friends who were pervert like him, gave me a tag- Murderer. My friends knew I didn't do it on purpose."

"So like you went to jail?"

"No, I called the police and they examined the whole crime scene. Thankfully he was drunk, and they didn't take the case further. His parents wanted to go till the court but all the evidence was saying that that Robin was guilty."

"His name is Robin?", he asked me. I felt a tear fall from my eye.

"Yeah", I told him while whipping it off. Thankfully Ryan didn't see me crying. I didn't want him to know how it affected my past.

"We should get dressed and go down stairs. People might look for us", I said. He got up and started to put on his clothes.

I picked my dress and slid it over my body. I had to zip up the dress. My hands zipped my dress till a certain limit, after that I needed someone else to do it.

I felt Ryan's hands on my back. I could feel his breath touch my skin. He zipped it up and I turned towards him.

"I thought you only knew to unzip a dress", I teased him.

"There are many things I can do with that dress and without", smirked. I liked when he talked like that.

We went down, the music was still high. Alcohol running in my veins. There was a crowd in between the hall. We walked past them and what I saw made my heart stop.