Bittersweet

Chapter 14

I watched the same scene unfold before my eyes enough times to last me a lifetime. This marks down the second time this has happened.

They were both thirteen for crying out loud.

Caleb had Rabecca on the wall, her fur coat long forgoten on the floor and he is leaning in once again. 

I would rather claw my eyes out.

"What the heck?!" I practically screamed and cover my eyes.

When he chuckles I open my eyes. Caleb had pink lipstick all over his face like a baboon, mirroring Rabecca's. They looked at each other then turned to face me.

Caleb steepped away from her and faced me, blocking my path, whilst she stayed plastered against the wall.

"Are you done eating her face off?! Let me pass and go to the bathroom! Jeez! Get a room! We're in a hotel! I'll pay! Just get a freaking room!" I shoved Caleb and pushed myself to the bathroom.

I finished from the bathroom then went back into the party hall, dreading seeing Caleb or any of his minions. The best thing is to ignore him. This shouldn't affect me. I shouldn't be jealous. That is not my type of scene. So no thank you.

I snapped out from my daze when Gizelle dragged me to the dance floor. I glanced around the place skimming for any sign of Caleb or Rabecca. I sighed and danced, making sure no one was watching.

The rest of the party was filled with booty-popping rap songs. Gizelle and I were belting out the lyrics to Stronger by Kanye West when they cut off the music and got an empty bottle. 

We were instructed by Marc to sit in a circle and play truth or dare. To my very bad luck, I ended up sitting next to Caleb and Rabecca. Luckily, Skyla was to my right to distract me. 

Marc, a ginger haired, burly guy, positioned us like that. I wish I could tell him to change my seat but I don't want to give Caleb the satisfaction that he made me sort of jealous. 

God I really need to pull myself together.

I loath truth and dare. It always somehow manages to get extremely inappropriate at some point. And with no doubt, by the smirk covering Caleb's face, he was looking forward to this kiddy game turned bad. 

The adults were in a different hall, drinking coffee at a very ungodly hour and gossiping. So that gave everyone the permission to fool around.

First couple rounds were okay. Sophia ran around the hotel twice, we learned that Gizelle was planning on getting a tattoo, Samantha was dared to say her bra size, Lillian was forced to drink three large bottles of apple juice, Gina went around asking random people if they were pregnant and Owen and Samuel went to the girls restrooms and stayed in there for a whole five minutes.

The bottle finally landed on me after the seventh round. Diala was to ask me. She gave me a suggesting look before tilting her chin towards Caleb. 

Instantly, my eyes widened and I stiffened. I pleaded her with my eyes, but she ignored my stance.

All eyes were on me, anticipated to see my fate. I was shitting bricks, scared that Diala would dare me something that I would Never do.

"Truth or Dare Ana?" Diala drawled out with a smirk. If I picked truth, she will make me confess my feelings and if I pick dare, no one will know about my feelings, but I will be forced to do anything she pleases.

"Dare." I try to say confidently. A glimmer of mischief lit up her brown eyes. 

Oh god. This is bad.