• TWO YEARS AGO •
"It's time," Leon told me, wrapping his fingers around my arm firmly.
"Why here?" I groaned, my lips twisting into an annoyed grimace as Britney's familiar house loomed over the horizon. Even under the sheath of darkness, her house was magisterial, with high iron-wrought gates surrounding it, and heavy corinthian pillars supporting the edges of her roof. A mélange between a Roman inspired architecture and the gothic era, her house daunted me. However, tonight, light broke through the shadows of night, and music pounded through the air, submerging me in apprehension and a feeling of impendent disaster.
"Because it's the best opportunity to get your revenge on Britney," Leon explained with a sigh, slipping his sleek car in between a rusted Honda civic and a shiny red BMW.
"I still don't want to go into her house," I muttered darkly, opening the door of his car and stepping out carefully. My thin stilettos sank into the damp ground, causing me to emanate another frustrated groan.
"See!" I exclaimed, brandishing in the general direction of my shoes. "Even my shoes agree with me!"
"God, you're being so annoying today," he huffed, walking over to where I was standing. With a simple motion, he scooped me up into his arms, bridal style, and started walking towards Britney's house.
"There's no way I'm getting out of this, right?" I sighed, admitting defeat.
"Nope," he grinned, his blue eyes finding my own in the dark. "We're getting revenge. And we're getting it tonight."
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