Trouble's Favorite

Chapter 14

Kean? Matt? Drake?

     This was the hardest decision I’ve ever made. Obviously, Matt is already crossed out from the list. You think I could risk another time being with him and get molested again? Dude, NO. Get to your senses.

      And as for Drake and Kean—I don’t know actually. It’s hard to choose between the two of them. Kean—he’s my best friend, he likes me and… I don’t know what I really feel for him. Drake—I don’t know, either. I hate to say this but I actually don’t hate him. He’s done more than enough.

     Long story short… Kean has been with me ever since. But could I love him more than a friend? On the other hand, Drake was not too bad himself. I’ve known him for a short period of time, not to mention most of it we spend by annoying each other. But is it possible for me to have a soft spot for him?

     Dude, I seriously don’t know and I’m starting to get fucked up.

     But what’s with the drama? They asked me to choose. Not love. There’s a big difference between the two. Well, if that’s the case then it’s simple.

     When I was about to give them my answer, Maki spoke up. “Earth to Chloe! Hellooooo? Yoohooo?” she said, waving her hand in front of my face. “Gee, Chloe. It’s taking you forever! Okay, let’s change it. I’m letting you choose again. Truth or Dare?”

    Well, it’s a good thing. Choosing ‘truth’ was a big mistake. Why not try ‘dare’?

     “Fine,” I told them as I sighed. “Dare.”

     Kean and Drake were looking at me. Their eyes were telling me something—something I couldn’t figure out. Was it a good thing that I didn’t answer? I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t even scared. What if one of them wouldn’t agree with what my decision was? But nah, let’s leave it this way: it’s only I who knows who I chose.

     The girls were whispering to each other before Maki finally decided on what to let me do. “I want you to lap dance Drake for thirty seconds.”

     They want me to what?! Lap dance?! I-AM-NOT-A-SLUT! “NO!”

     “A dare’s a dare, Chloe. And besides, it’s just a game. Nothing personal,” Megan explained.

     It’s less than 24 hours when I did something crazy to Drake, and now they’re asking me to do it again? But Megan’s right. It’s just a game, what’s the big deal?

     As I got up and walked towards Drake, Kean got a worried look on his face. Sooner or later I know he’s going to stop me, but then I just can’t let him. Rules are rules. A dare’s a dare. No harm in trying.

     Drake was squatting and he was leaning backwards with his hands at both sides behind his body. Please tell me he’s not enjoying this.

     When I found myself sitting on Drake’s lap, all I could do was close my eyes and wait until I finish this stupid dare. Never in my entire life could I ever imagine myself lap dancing. But here I was, on top of Drake’s lap, facing at him with both my arms around his neck. How the hell am I supposed to lap dance?

     My eyes popped opened when I realize Drake snaked an arm around waist. He slowly leaned forward and whispered, “You don’t have to do this if—“

     “No. I have to. Just… just shut up,” I told him. I slowly swayed my body against Drake’s body as if I was dancing with the rhythm of a slow song. Thirty seconds is fast. But why do I feel like time has stopped and it’s taking me forever?