in the night | the weeknd

four

1 week later

Abel

The hollow feeling inside me has stayed with me for the past week after not seeing Jasmine for the past week. I knew she was lying when she said that I'll see her again, but I let her go.

Why the fuck did I do that? I should've went after her or made her stay.

I take a hit from the blunt and scroll through my contacts until I reach her number.  I dial it, but it goes straight to voicemail, just like I did the last four times. Why isn't she picking up?

Sighing, I lean back against the couch and finish off the blunt. My phone starts ringing and I quickly grab it, feeling a hopeful tug at my heart. When I look at the caller ID, my heart drops. It's only Lamar.

I press answer and put the phone on speaker. "Hello?" I say.

"Sup, man," Lamar replies. "You wanna go out tonight?"

"Nah, I'm not feeling up to it."

"Abe, you've been saying that for the past week," Lamar says. "Come on, it might get your mind off things."

"I don't want to take my mind off things," I fire back. What makes him think that I want to stop thinking about Jasmine?

"I didn't mean it like that, Abe," Lamar says. He sighs. "Look, I know that you want to see Jasmine again, but you can't stop your life just  because you saw her again and she's gone missing. She clearly doesn't want to see you, so there's no point sulking about it."

Lamar's harsh words wake me up and I realise that he's right. There's no point of just sitting here and hoping that she'll turn up or reply to my texts and phone calls. "Okay," I say finally. "I'll come out tonight."

* * *

Later on, I'm sitting at the strip club with Lamar, Hawk and Hyghly in the VIP area. Four blonde-haired girls dance in front of us and unlike last time, I pay attention to them. My eyes roam around one girl's body hungrily and then our eyes lock. She bites her lip and smirks and I smirk back. Keeping my eyes on her, I take a sip out of my Hennessy.

I pat my lap and she comes over and sits on my knee. "What's your name?" I ask her.

"Sydney." She gets up off my knee and starts dancing around me and I keep my eyes on her the whole time, while I sip my drink. Sydney straddles my lap and starts to move her hips and I feel myself grow hard. She smirks at me, biting her lip. "How about we go to the back?" she whispers seductively in my ear. She pulls away and looks at me, smirking. I down the last of my drink and get up. Sydney takes my hand in hers and I follow her to wherever she's taking me, my eyes trained on her ass the whole time.

When we get to the room, Sydney closes the door and crashes her lips against mine. I don't kiss her for too long. Instead, I just turn her around and kiss at her neck. My hands trail down her body and I squeeze at her breasts and ass. She lets out a little moan and I unclasp her bra and pull down her thong aggressively.

Sydney turns around and kisses me again. She pulls away and sinks to her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers down at the same time. She grabs my length and starts stroking it. Her strokes are slow and gentle at first, but they start to speed up.