Hell in my eyes!

Hell in my eyes! [Chapter 22: Bar]

I was pretty tired and I didn’t want to get bags under my eyes. Once I was back in Lucian’s house I flopped down onto the bed with a sigh. If you haven’t guessed yet, I started working as a model and it’s going pretty well. I have Lucian to thank for that. He really changed my life, from one day to another. I pulled my clothes off and then buried my face in the cool, crisp pillow.

Moments later, I was asleep. When I next woke up, the room was significantly darker than it had been earlier. I looked over at the clock and sighed when I saw it was eight p.m. I’d slept most of the day and now I was going to be up all night. I went and had a shower and got dressed in a nice dress Lucian had bought for me and I grabbed my keys before heading out. I had to meet Alex at a bar.

Now that the sun had set, the area was slightly livelier. There were pubs and clubs that had queues outside them. I continued walking, hoping to find that club that hopefully didn’t have such a long queue. I found it after wandering around for twenty minutes and the guy on the door let me in without asking for an ID. I smirked slightly as I headed over to the bar, I spotted Alex. I went over to him.

‘’Hey…’’ I said bending down kissing his cheek before sitting down near him.

‘’Hey… Did you find the bar easily?’’ He asked with a serious look.

‘’Pretty much.’’ I said.

Two hours past pretty quickly and I was waiting for Lucian. He called a while ago saying he was on his way here. I kind of missed him. What? As I said things changed! I like him, I like him a lot.

Lucian’s POV

I ordered a vodka rocks and then sat on the stool and looked around me. The music was deafeningly loud, but decent. It was busier than it had seemed from the outside, with barely enough space to move. But I didn’t care. I just sipped my drink and continued to watch for Trisha. After a little while Trisha approached the bar and ordered a drink. I stood up just as she turned with her drink, and she walked straight into me, spilling her drink down my shirt. I glared at her for a second, but found that I couldn’t hold the expression when I met her wide, fearful eyes. I saw a flicker of acknowledgement as she blushed.

“Oh, my God…” She said, putting her glass back down and grabbing a couple napkins from the bar. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t…I didn’t see you Lucian.”

She started dabbing at my shirt with the napkin, trying to soak up whatever it was that she’d been drinking. After a second I felt her movements change into a slight caress and I smirked as I realized she was tracing her fingers over my abs. I cleared my throat and she jumped, quickly pulling her hand back. “Um, sorry, I…um…I didn’t mean to…you’re, um…“

“It’s alright.” I said, looking down at her, my smirk still in place. “Happens all the time.” I said again. She blushed again and ducked her head, standing awkwardly in front of me. I like how she is blushing easily and she became more sensitive also. She changed and I like that.

“How was work?” She asked with a soft smile, clearly glad that I wasn’t mad about her spilling her drink on me.

“Tiring… I was at the shop with Aaron but then I had also a modeling job.” I said.

“Oh…” She said, her voice slightly breathy.

“So how’s it going with Alex?” I asked her.

“Well.” She said happily. She probably thought I was jealous but I’m not. Well, maybe I am, just a little. “We talked about random things.” I nodded slowly and smiled at her. She smiled back. “Are you gonna join us?” She asked. She was actually really cute.

“Don’t you wanna get out of here?” I asked her, suddenly feeling the need to just take her back to my house and have her. She looked at me for a second and I watched as her tongue quickly swiped over her lips. I knew I had her.

“Sure, I just need to tell Alex I’m leaving.” She said and I nodded.

She quickly went off and my eyes followed her. She went over to a small booth where Alex and another boy were sitting. She said something to Alex, whose eyes flickered over to mine. I thought I saw a level of jealousy, but his eyes moved away again before I could work it out properly. I just shrugged to myself, not my problem. A moment later, Trisha was back, holding her jacket over her arm.“Ready?” I asked her, slinging my arms around her waist.

 It was a possessive move, one I didn’t usually do, but who cares. She just nodded. I smiled and led her across the club and outside, glancing back over my shoulder at Alex, who was glaring at me. I just smirked and led Trisha back to my house.