Belladonna | 18 +

Thirty two | Eight drinks & tears

"Come," Kira said the minute she walked into her room. She still hadn't looked at me properly.

I stood up as best as I could without stumbling too much and followed her into her bathroom. She began running a bath and taking off her jewellery while I just sat on the toilet admiring her. She is really pretty.

"Give me your jacket," she said and I took it off and handed it to her. She went and placed it on her bed while I took my shoes off then she came back.

She started undressing me and while I knew she was pissed a part of me couldn't help and admire how gorgeous she looked.

The simple lighting of her bathroom reflected off her skin and the way she still handled me with care even if she was angry.

She placed my clothes into her laundry hamper and I got into the bath. The water was a little more than warm but it wasn't hot. It was a temperature I'd normally go for.

It was really warm to the point I even started to feel the alcohol slowly fade away and my body relax.

"Lavender or vanilla?" Kira asked me.

I shrugged and didn't know. Going with lavender seemed sensible because I normally use floral-scented stuff anyway but I didn't want to say the wrong thing.

As much as I don't want to admit it to myself, Kira is a lot angrier than I thought. "Lavender," I muttered.

She grabbed the soap and walked back over to the bath. She kneeled beside me and began cleaning me off. She was gentle at first, not many words were exchanged between us apart from the "up," and "down," words used by her to indicate where she wanted me.

But as she continued she wasn't as gentle anymore. She began scrubbing the area on my upper back and neck, where she was particularly harsh.

"Ouch, that hurts," I whined.

"Sorry." She said coldly.

She moved onto my hair but she wasn't gentle anymore. If anything she was more rough but at least I didn't have to wash my hair myself now.

Take the good with the bad.

Once she finished she handed me a towel and helped me out of the bath. I dried myself off and went back into her bedroom and sat on her bed once again.

In all honesty, I was just unaware of what to do.

The whole bath made me feel more sober like I wasn't even drunk or tipsy, to begin with. It's weird but I didn't even feel like alcohol entered my system in the first place.

Soon enough, Kira walked back over to me. Instantly she placed a hand on my chin making me look up at her. "Do you know how it feels to see the person you're attracted to be pressed up against a person you don't like," she said in a low voice.

"No?" I said softly looking into her eyes but it came out like a question.

"To see the person I don't like have her hands all over you," she said and moved her hand to my neck.

Her hold on me wasn't tight or hard enough to choke me out or even hurt, but it wasn't exactly soft either. Her hold was firm enough to hold me in place and make me look up at her.

"Have them touch you the way I do, her lips kiss you like I do," she said in a lowered tone, one more angry.

This shouldn't have turned me on but it did, the way her eyes held mine, her hold on my neck, it was too much to feel at once. And each moment that passed the more I revelled in the way she spoke to me.

"It drives me insane. All night long, watching you interact with her, it drove me insane to see you like that with her." She said.

"I didn't know you were there tonight," I said softly. "I only was with her because Ella put us up to it," I explained briefly.