Take Me There

Breakups and Dry Sex

Chapter Nine



Whenever we got back to the hotel, I was beyond anxious. I hadn't responded to Drew's text and he hadn't sent another one, so I knew that he was extremely pissed off at me. For the rest of the band's performance, I'd completely zoned out and hadn't really payed attention to anything around me.

It wasn't that I was scared of Drew or upset that he was mad with me, because he had every right to be. But I honestly didn't want to hurt him because he was a really good guy. I just couldn't figure out if he was a good guy for me. Even though I used to be so sure about our relationship, I wasn't sure about it at all anymore.

Just like I wasn't really sure about anything at all anymore.

"You okay?" Lincoln asked whenever I stepped out of the bathroom, now dressed in a pair of yoga shorts and a tshirt. I'd washed my face and brushed my teeth as soon as we got back, beating both Kiptyn and Lincoln to the bathroom.

I began to pull my hair back into a ponytail, nodding my head even though I felt like shaking it. I was definitely not okay right now. If I had realized that Drew would have found out that I wasn't wearing the ring before I had the chance to tell him, I never would have even taken it off.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked, giving me a look. It was more than obvious that she could see right through me.

I rubbed the back of my neck, ironically wishing that Drew was here to give me a massage like he usually did whenever I was stressed.

"It's really nothing that important," I sighed, grabbing my phone off the dresser. I still didn't know what to say back to Drew, but avoiding it altogether was obviously not the right choice.

"Sadie said you were upset," Lincoln said, standing up and grabbing a few things out of her bag.

I clicked the home button on my phone and my stomach dropped slightly whenever I saw that Drew still hadn't sent me another text or tried to call me.

I shrugged. "I'm fine."

Lincoln raised an eyebrow but shrugged whenever she saw that my facade wasn't going to crumble anytime soon. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

I took a deep breath before deciding that I was going to bite the bullet and call Drew. I walked outside onto the balcony and mentally thanked Jesus that Kiptyn wasn't out here.

I quickly dialed Drew's number and held my breath as I waited for him to answer. I had no idea what to expect.

"So now you want to talk to me?"

I inhaled sharply through my nose, realizing that this was going to be a very interesting conversation.

"Obviously I've been wanting to talk to you," I started, "I just haven't known what to say."

"Well now's the perfect time to say whatever the fuck it is that you need to say, Dallis," He said bitterly, "Quite frankly, I'm getting tired of all of this bullshit."

"Don't be a dick about this, Drew," I said, a lump rising in my throat. I didn't handle being cussed at by my loved ones very well. It was practically traumitizing for me.

"I have every right to be the biggest fucking asshole that I want to be."

I let out a deep breath, looking up at the stars. I didn't know if I could handle this. I mean, I could only take so much.

Before I could try to explain anything, he started talking again. "Do you not understand why I'm so pissed off Dallis? You're my fucking girlfriend for God's sake, the girl that I'm in love with and have been in love with for almost three years," He started, "And you just suddenly left, without telling me or your parents where the fuck you were going. Sure, I know where you are and who you're with now, but that doesn't make this any easier for me. You won't return my calls or answer my texts, and now you're not wearing the ring I gave you? It's like I don't even fucking know you anymore."

"That's what you don't understand, Drew," I said, tears starting to sting my eyes, "I don't even know who I am anymore."

He was quiet for a minute. "What are you talking about?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I didn't come on this trip with everyone because I'm trying to rebel or become a badass or whatever shit you think I'm doing it for," I took a deep breath, "I did it because I need to take a breather and figure out who exactly I am."

"You're Dallis Anderson. What is there to figure out?"

I shook my head, wiping at one of my tears. "I just found out the night before I left that I was adopted, Drew. That's why Austin left, because he found out and felt betrayed. Just like I did."

"Dallis," He said after a few seconds of silence, his voice suddenly softer, sympathetic.

"Don't," I said, "Don't feel sorry for me. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me."

"Babe, why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you through this. You didn't have to run away from it," He said in that coaxing voice that he used on me so many times throughout our relationship to get whatever he wanted.

"Don't you get it, Drew? You're a part of it."

He was quiet. "How am I a part of your parents keeping something like that from you for eighteen years?"

"You're a part of the fake Dallis. The one that tried her hardest to please everyone and fit in," I whispered, "That's not me anymore. I'm not her."

"What are you even saying?"

I took a deep, shaky breath. "I'm saying that I don't want the ring anymore."

I literally counted sixty two seconds before he said anything again. "Do you not want to be with me anymore?"

My heart literally broke whenever his voice cracked on the last word. He was such a good guy, and I really didn't want to hurt him. But at the same time, I needed to do what was best for me.

"I just think that we need to take a break," I said, "At least until I get back. Then we can talk about everything and see where we are."

"Just make sure I get my ring back," He said, his voice as cold as ice, "Have fun with that toolbag Kiptyn. Maybe he'll get a peice of you that I never did."

And just like that, he hung up. I stared at my phone in utter disbelief that he actually said that to me. The guy I thought I knew so well just showed his true colors.

And I did not like those colors one fucking bit.



"I should punch him in his fucking face," Sadie said before I could even finish telling her everything that happened. After I'd gotten off of the phone with Drew, I'd immediately crawled into the bed and silently cried myself to sleep. I'd completely ignored Kiptyn whenever he finally came upstairs and I didn't listen to Lincoln whenever she told me that I could tell her anything.

Instead, I laid there with my back facing both of them, and let the tears fall. My mom had always said that sometimes the best thing to do was just have a good cry, and right then I really believed her.

I finally shrugged, taking a sip of my water. We were currently sitting in Jase's room while Sadie put on her make up and Jase showered. Everyone had gone shopping today, except me. Instead, I claimed that I had a headache and stayed in the bed all day until they came back and claimed that it was time to get ready.

Since I felt completely terrible, I hadn't even put much effort into my outfit. I'd pulled on a coral racerback tank top and a pair of white shorts. I'd only put on mascara and I'd left my hair wavy from my shower.

She turned to look at me, her brown eyes searching my face for some time of clue as to how I was handling all of this. "I'll rip his balls off and shove them down his throat. Just say the words and you know I will."

I shook my head, running a hand through my hair. "It's not even worth it at this point."

"You should flush that ring down the damn toilet."

I gave her a look. "It was his grandma's, Sadie."

She shrugged. "He doesn't give a fuck about your feelings, so why should you give a fuck about his grandma's ring?"

I rolled my eyes just as Jase walked out of the bathroom, already dressed in a pair of plaid shorts and a white short sleeved button up with a beanie perched on his still wet hair.

"You look like a fifteen year old that hasn't realized he has a dick yet," Sadie laughed.

Jase walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Obviously that kind of stuff turns you on."

"Okay, don't wanna hear about your dick or what turns Sadie on," I said, giving them both a pointed look which caused them both to laugh.

Sadie turned back to face the mirror, situated her hair, and let out a deep breath. "Okay, I'm ready."

Whenever we got down to Lyle's car, everyone was already there, waiting on us as usual. It always took Sadie forever to get ready, no matter how much time you actually gave her.

"You guys are so slow," Lyle said from the front seat as we all piled into our respective seats.

"Shut up, Lyle," Sadie grumbled as she strapped on her seatbelt.

I glanced over at Kiptyn, who was staring out the window and not saying anything at all. But even though he wasn't acting normal, I couldn't help but stare at him. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a white vneck, his hair still wet from his shower and the stubble on his chin making him appear even rougher looking than usual.

"See something you like?" He suddenly asked, his eyebrows raised and his blue eyes sparkling with amusement.

I immediatley turned my attention away from him, trying to think of some excuse as to why I'd just spent a minute staring at him. "I thought you had something on your shirt."

Lame. I was so lame.

He snorted. "Okay."

God, what the hell was wrong with me. I'd just broken up with Drew and I absolutely despised Kiptyn, so why the hell was I staring at him and actually liking what I saw?

Whenever we pulled into the club parking lot, I nearly jumped out of the SUV, more than ready to get out of that damn car and the way that it was obviously making me feel. That was logical, right? It was the car. Not me.

"I'm so excited!" Sadie squealed beside me as we showed the bouncer our IDs. We weren't twenty one, but my brother had always had connections. So I had a fake with my actual picture, which was lovely during times like these.

"Me too," I said halfheartedly, not really meaning it. I was definitely in a slump that I needed to bounce back from fast.

Sadie wrapped her arm around my neck and placed a firm kiss to my temple. "Cheer up, Dal."

I gave her a look and she shot me back one of her huge grins that made her look chinese. I couldn't help but laugh.

She gave me a pointed look. "Really though, Dallis. You've been through a lot recently and you deserve to have good time tonight."

I nodded my head in agreement. "I know. But it doesn't make me feel any better."

"Just try to loosen up," She said as we walked over to the bar. It was only nine, so not a ton of people were here yet. Cealy and Lyle went straight for the dancefloor while Jase and Kiptyn came up to the bar and stood beside us.

"What can I get y'all?" The bartender asked, flashing a smile in Kiptyn's direction.

"Four Platinums will be good," Kiptyn said, pulling out a twenty.

"What the hell are you doing, man?" Jase asked, "I can pay for mine."

"Me too," Sadie and I both said in unusion.

He shook his head as the bartender came back with four beers, sliding one in front of each of us. "Don't worry about it."

I hopped onto one of the barstools, deciding that I wasn't going to dance until I had some kind of buzz. I took a long sip of my Platinum, surprised that Kiptyn had actually purchased my favorite. Not that he knew Platinums were my favorite, but still.

Sadie glanced over at Jase and gave him a look before they both headed out to the dance floor, beers in their hands. This of course left me with Kiptyn, who decided to sit on the bar stool beside me. Of course.

On impulse, I decided that it would be smart to chug as much of my beer as possible. Usually if I was drinking, I would funnel a few beers. But clubs and bars didn't really have funnels, so chugging was my last resort.

Whenever I sat the beer down on the bar, I let out a deep breath and squeezed my eyes shut. Beer really did taste disgusting.

"Did you just chug that?" Kiptyn asked, his eyebrows raised. He reached over and lifted it up, amazed that there was only about a quarter of the drink left. "Damn, Dallis."

I shrugged, picking it up and taking the last few sips. "I don't want to leave here sober tonight."

Kiptyn smirked. "Does that have anything to do with your bare left hand?"

I snapped my head in Kiptyn's direction, my eyes widening. "No."

He raised his eyebrows. "Really? Because I could have sworn that I heard you crying last night."

I pursed my lips and turned my gaze away from him. "It's really none of your business."

"I thought we already went over the fact that it pretty much is."

"Drew and I are none of your business no matter what Austin told you to do," I said, motioning for the bartender to bring me another beer. I handed him a few bills and didn't waste anytime before putting the bottle to my lips.

Kiptyn turned his entire body so that he was facing me, sitting his bottle onto the bar as he did so. "I'm only going to offer this once, because I'm an asshole and I don't really enjoy hearing about people's problems. But if you need to talk, I'll listen."

I rolled my eyes, taking another sip of my beer. "Why would you want to listen to me? So you can have more reasons to make my life hell?"

"I've never made your life hell."

I gave him an incredulous look. "You have done horrible things to me and said horrible things about me," His jaw clenched, "I never even gave you a reason to hate me so much."

Kiptyn turned back around and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't hate you. Or at least not anymore."

I scoffed. "Save the bullshit Kiptyn. You'll never change."

He was quiet for a second before he glanced back over at me. "Go dance with me."

My mouth opened slightly. "Dance with you? Are you shitting me?"

"Stop bitching and just dance with me."

"Stop being such an asshole," I grumbled as he hopped off of his bar stool and took the last swig of his beer. He slammed it down onto the bar and flashed me an incredibley fake yet beautiful smile.

I don't know why, but for some reason that I will never understand, I got up and followed him onto the dance floor, leaving my still half full beer at the bar.

He made his way through all of the people until we were standing in the middle of the dance floor. I didn't see Jase, Sadie, Lyle or Cealy anywhere which was a good thing. That meant that they couldn't give me hell for this later.

Kiptyn smirked and grabbed my hips, pulling me close to him. I felt my breath hitch whenever he placed his lips at my ear. "Loosen up, princess."

I let the breath I'd been holding go and mentally nodded my head. It was just a dance. Even if it was Kiptyn Cross. It was still just a dance.

At first it was overwhelming; all of the people surrounding me so incredibley close that I had no other choice than to be pressed firmly against Kiptyn. Bodies were moving, lights were flashing, and the bass from the music was vibrating my body. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was getting caught up in the music, matching the pace of the other dancers on the floor. I honestly just let myself go, Sadie really would have been proud.

I draped my arms around Kiptyn's neck so that we were even closer, his hands resting on the skin between my shorts and top. I rolled my body to the beat of the music, circling my hips against Kiptyn's and allowing my hands to get tangled in his hair.

Bodies were pushing me on all sides and suddenly I didn't even feel like myself. It was hypnotizing, his hands all over my body to keep us pressed tightly togehter.

I closed my eyes and let my body take over as Kiptyn's hips grinded against mine. I let his hands turn me around before pulling me back against him, his lips suddenly pressed against my neck. One of his hands were slowly slipping up my shirt, brushing up the fabric so he could rest his hand on my bare skin.

I felt like I should be ashamed. I mean, I was practically having dry sex with somebody that I despised in front of a ton of people. But at the same time, it didn't feel wrong. So I guess I didn't feel all that bad whenever I arched my back against Kiptyn, using my hand to reach behind me to urge his lips back down against my neck.

This was what I needed. I'd been so uptight my whole life that I'd simply forgotten that I was an attractive teenage girl who needed to enjoy things like this.

I smiled as the song came to a close, our bodies slowing to a stop. I didn't immedialtye turn around though, I just leaned against Kiptyn, enjoying the feel of his hands still on my skin.

Kiptyn finally sighed and I turned around. A cocky smirk was on his face and my cheeks immediatley went red.

"You're something else, Dallis."

I raised my eyebrows. "Is that a compliment?"

He chuckled. "Up for another?"

I shook my head. "I have to pee."

He laughed but nodded his head as I turned around and headed in the direction of the restrooms. My cheeks were still red from dancing with Kiptyn like that, but I didn't feel bad about it. I probably should have, but I couldn't make myself feel sorry for doing something that I enjoyed. Even if it was with someone that normally made my skin crawl.

I quickly did my business, ready to get back onto the dance floor. I looked at myself in the mirror before exiting. My face was red, but not from embarrasment. It was red because I was literally hot. All of the bodies so close were practically a human crock pot. But I loved the feeling nonethless.

I fixed my top and let out a deep breath before turning to open the door. Whenever I did, I immediatley gasped, surprised to see someone standing there.

"Sorry," I said breathlessly, "I didn't realize someone was waiting."

The guy, who looked about twenty five or so, gave me a drunken smile. "It's okay, beautiful. I wasn't waiting for the bathroom anyway."

"Uhm, okay," I said, trying to move past him.

He put his arm up and leaned into the bathroom, causing me to take a few steps back. "Where ya going?"

"Not anywhere with you," I muttered, trying to brush past him again.

Instead of letting me move past, he grabbed my bicep, squeezing it hard enough that I knew there was going to be a bruise. "Wh-What the fuck are you doing?"

He was pushing me into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him before I even knew what was happening. I could feel a lump rising in my throat and my stomach beginning to twist.

So much for a good night.