Should I choose?

Chapter Seventeen

Hey guys how have you been? ❤️

Elly's POV

"Fag." Ben mattered when Alex ran after Mike. I sighed before turning to face him.

"What's your problem Ben, can't you keep your jealousy to yourself?" I asked frustrated. His eyes widened and the rest of the room burst into laughter.

"I'd never get my hands on that dirty pig." He spat. I rolled my eyes with a smirk.

"How about you walk away altogether cause you are ruining the mood." Sylvia hissed at him. One thing I know and love about Sylvia is that she hates bullies.

"Why are you getting worked up for that dyke anyway?" He asked enraged. Silas was about to say something when a hand tapped Ben and he turned.

"Do your ass a favor." A deep and calm voice said. Dashiell stood there with a stoic look as ever pointing at the door. Ben walked away with his watch dogs immediately without sparing us a glance.

Dashiell sat on Ben's seat with a glass at his hand. The game continued for some time after that. Charlotte was dared to perform a dance in a provocative style. Some girl was dared to do an exaggerated catwalk. Silas was dared to create a sexy pose and hold it for 10 seconds, and of course I couldn't help but stare.

Charles was to twerk for 30 seconds which took everyone's breath away cause of how funny it was. Otto and Ann were asked to act out a romantic scene from the movie Romeo and Juliet. Some other girl was asked to do a seductive dance and the game went on.

I was enjoying the game and I thought it was so funny until the bottle stopped pointing at me. The tip was pointing at me while the bottom was pointing at Dashiell. The girl who was to dare me said what nobody would have thought.

"Elly and --, to the closet." She said pointing at me then Dashiell since she didn't know his name.

"I'm not part of the game." Dashiell said. He didn't move instead he leaned into his seat comfortably his eyes pinned on the girl.

"Leila said what she wanted to say so you guys have to do it. Come on hot guy." Sylvia whined at Dashiell with a small smile. I glanced at Dashiell but his gaze was fixed on the girl- Leila.

"It's just a game Dashiell, Elly doesn't bite." Ann said and I rolled my eyes at that. Seriously maybe I don't bite but I can't say the same about Dashiell.

"Ok" he said and walked over the closet. This wasn't what I expected but anyways I followed him to the closet.

The closet was not big enough for both of us and it was dark. It was however neat and smells great, after all Sylvia was rich. I wasn't sure how I ended up here, wedged in a tiny space with Dashiell of all people.

"Five minutes!" someone had shouted before shutting the door, leaving us in the dark space.

Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, trying to give me as much space as he could in the limited area. "This is bullshit," he muttered, trying to break the awkward silence.

I gave a small, nervous laugh. "Yeah, pretty much."

We stood there in the dark, neither of us saying anything, the sounds of the party muffled by the walls around us. I could feel the tension between us, a strange mix of awkwardness and something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. Dashiell closed his eyes before leaning against the closet wall.

Suddenly,I felt something on my leg and let out a small yelp jumping closer to Dashiell, clutching his arm. "What was that?" I whispered, my voice tight with fear.

"What? What happened?" he asked with his cold voice, trying to peer into the darkness, even though he couldn't see anything.

"There was... something!" I insisted, pressing even closer to Dashiell. "I think it touched my leg!" I said still in fear, I hate darkness.