Leather Dreams

Lit

Lit (Chap 23)

Amaya pov:

I'm getting serious deja vu. It seems like this all has happened before.

Oh wait. Thats because it has at the last party I went to. A huge fight at the last one and now this one.

How ironic.

Angelo blocks my line of view and punches another guy, breaking his nose while everyone tries to get away.

I turn to look for Milly but don't see her anywhere just people scattered everywhere. Some recording and some people fighting or running away.

"Now this is what you call a gang fight," A voice says next to me.

A guy looking 21, grins amused and runs a hand through his hair that he just used to batter the shit out of some other guy.

He's wearing a Serpent jacket and his hands are covered in blood and bruises, although he sees not bothered by it and stands tall instead, towering over the guy beaten up.

His eyes slide to mine and he shoots me a wink while I rolled my eyes and tried to push my way past the fights.

I was about to go around a table when someone got slammed into it and I felt a hand yank me back and turn away to shield me from it.

"Sorry to crash your party, pretty. It's nothing personal. The money was too good to turn down," I turn to have my eyes meet with dark blue ones.

It was the guy that I just saw now. He was standing over me, and I have strange feeling of being small again. Its the same feeling that I first felt around Angelo.

"You say that but your grin says otherwise," I mutter as he laughs.

"Ahhh so she speaks. Here, I ruined your dress and your fun, call me if you need anything," he smiles, amused and before I could do anything he slips a card into my dress pocket.

"Get outta here while you can. There's a passage at the side of the house where the bins are. See you around, birdie,"

He goes to punch another guy but I hook my leg under his, tripping him up and he stumbles, but doesn't fall.

"What was that for?" he huffs, turning to me.

"Whats your name?" I narrow my eyes at him, feeling a nagging feeling in my gut.

"Listen, I know I'm handsome but I don't think nows the best time to get to know me," h playfully nudges me.

"Just tell me, hotshot,"

"My name is Jared, sweet cheeks. Happy now or do you also wanna know where I live-"

I sidestep behind his shoulder while another guy tries to punch him and slip away, thinking.

I've heard that name before...Jared. Hmmm where have I heard that name?

Damn it, nows not the time. I'll think about it later.

I slip in and run with another group of people so that I can easily get away and ducked as an incoming kick flew over our heads.

What the hell is this fight? I almost wanna burst out laughing if people weren't actually getting hurt.

The guy in front of me gets tackled and I try to resist saying oooh out loud as the group of people scatter.

I feel an arm grab mine and turn to face a guy with a broken tooth and a scowl that could kill me.

I guess he wants to have a cupcake then.

I grab the tray of cupcakes and throw it in his face, shaking him off me and hooked my leg under his, tripping him up. He bangs his elbow on the floor and I wince, running away.