The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)

Chapter thirty-five.

 My mother's apartment is not too far away from her store but far enough away for my shoulder to ache at the now cool weather. The weather changing was abrupt and leaves Night and I shocked, but my mother is not fazed. Her jacket is hugged tight to her face as the wind slices through the small outfit gifted to me by Athena for the club. I try to shove the memories of the club away but something wants to be remembered. I look at Night as he crosses his arms across his chest to try to preserve the warmth of his body but it doesn't seem to be working, and it makes me smile.

 I blink and the lights of the club flash in front of me, my limbs seem to be dancing by themselves and Night stands in front of me dancing. I wouldn't call it dancing because he looks like a fish out of water, but I am not much better, I move like a wet noodle. We move to the music and I pull him to me, he kisses my collar bones, and bites my ear. He leaves to get drinks because I told him I was dying of thirst, and someone pulls me into their body.

 "Hello Fotia." Her voice is sweet and against my ear, it is a surprise that I could hear the whisper above the music. My eyes vibrate in the sockets as she smiles at me and kisses my nose, and then twirls me back to my original spot before Night can return. He hands me the drink and I drink it greedily, not even aware of the bitter taste. We dance some more until I feel hands on me this time, and they are not Night's.

 I can barely see anymore but I feel his warm hand in my own, but the lights pulse and the shouts push me up the steps going toward something.

 "Keep going." The words slither on my skin, leaving me to blink rapidly and try to adjust to the lights but I'm walking blind. My insides are warm and so is my skin, I've been drugged. I try to speak to stop this, even Night's hand feels to hot in my own but we can't stop. I go to stop the people dragging us but it looks like I'm just pawing at Night.

 "STOP THE MUSIC! CLEAR EVERYONE OUT!" Aphrodite has everything stopped, I hear the groans of the people but I also hear the receding footsteps. "TAKE THEM TO MY CHAMBERS, BUT GET THEM SOBER FIRST. I DON'T NEED THEM RIPPING EACH OTHER'S CLOTHES OFF IN FRONT OF ME!" The hands are gone and I can see again, but it seems that Night is still drunk on the drug.

 "Get away from me." I snarl out at the two models of Aphrodite, I see where they were leading us to. An empty bedroom poorly lit, the bed is a mess as if its been lain in before. They were pushing me to sleep with Night.

 A hard honk brings me back and I am swept off my feet before my ankles can be broken right there on the street. Night has me off of my feet and about a foot in the air away from passing cars, my mind races to catch up to what I just remembered. Night looks at me searching for something as I see my mother looking at me with her eyebrow raised.

 "Are you alright?" He places me down gently and smooths out the stray hairs waving in the breeze. I brush his hand away and toss a look at him.

 "I'm fine, I was just lost in thought." My mother nods and we continue toward her apartment, Night walks beside me now and drapes his arm around my shoulders. I know that the action is supposed to comfort me but it just makes me feel closed in. He senses my discomfort and drops his arm, we follow close behind my mother in silence.

"What were you thinking about back there?" The silence doesn't last very long as Night questions my thoughts. I cut him a glance trying to get him to not even bring it up but he just looks at me with questions in his eyes.

 "The club." I deadpan trying to get him to leave it alone, but he doesn't.

 "What about the club?"

 "What do you remember about the club Night?" I wonder if he remembers as much as I do or anything at all.

 "Not much actually. I remember getting there, seeing Aphrodite, getting a drink at the bar. I saw Athena sitting at a table with Aphrodite, and then I was dancing with you. Not much after that." It seems like he doesn't remember that we almost slept together because of Aphrodite and Athena, or he doesn't want to tell me. "It's weird because I don't even remember going to sleep but the day after I saw you."