Chapter 14

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After the fallout with Dean in the cafeteria and our obvious make up things seemed to be looking up at least that's what I thought until Mr. Clingy went back to his old habits.



Dean hasn't left my side ever since we got to the party, saying something about protecting his property, now I'm his fucking property.



I was wearing a brown skinny Jean which was studded in the front and a chiffon t-shirt with a pair of blue converse. The music was real loud and you could find all the elementals of a basic teenage party.



We stood side by side with cups in hand -I wasn't drinking, no thank you- which was weird considering the amount of hormones blaring around us.



"Would you like to dance?" Dean whispered in my ear, then glanced down at my feet which was tapping to the rhythm of the current song -Bring the Noize by M.I.A- I gave him a quick smile and nodded.



We danced to every pop, club song every teenager would know and soon I was feeling parched and greasy from all the sweat that's been rubbed of me and the fact that I have to use a godforsaken bathroom in this nut shed just seemed to irritate me more.



Now, now Denise don't get cranky. You weren't forced to come to this party or dance against your will so don't start bitching around. You knew what you were getting in to.



Shut up.



Dean seemed to have catch on to my mood swing so he led us away from the dance floor gracefully.



"You know you can still go and dance if you want to" I said when I saw him eyeing it.



"Nah, I'm going to get a drink, you want one?"



"Sure, but seriously I could just go find Shiv or Al"



"Are you trying to get rid of me?"



"Maybe" I said truthfully inclining my head.



"Is there something you aren't telling me?"



Shit.



"W-what do you mean?! I just need to use the bathroom really bad and I want you to have fun while I'm gone"



"I could come with you, I don't mind"



"NO!" I yelled startling him and a few others around us turned to look at us. "No you don't have to I don't want you to" because I'm choking and you're the cause of it, basically Yeah.



"Okay, whatever you say. Now don't go too far and don't seat on the toilet"



"I know, you don't have to tell me"



"Oh and use the one upstairs it's likely it'll be less contaminated"



I nodded then walked away from him heading up the stairs frantically searching for a bathroom. When I finally found a suitable bathroom which wasn't laced with puke or urine or even soiled.



I was making sure it was safe by layering it with tissues -I'd manage to loosen the button on my Jean- the door burst open.



"This place is taken" I cursed my lack of forethought if I had locked the door I wouldn't be in this position and the fact that I hadn't bothered about turning the lights on.



I was just so happy I found a good toilet which wasn't soiled yet and the fact that my bladder was about to burst any moment soon plus I couldn't find the light switch!!



"Denise?" this can't be happening not when I have to pee so badly I'd recognize that voice anywhere.



"Alex?"

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