Blood Lagoon

CHAPTER TEN

Marina's POV

I decided to visit Brianne because we haven't seen each other for almost two weeks.

So like the good friend I was, I went to her house. And luckily, she was there.

"Marina! Its been so long." Brianne hugged me when she saw me.

"Coffee? Juice? Water?" She asked, motioning me to sit down.

"Um, no thanks. I just came by to check on you." I said.

"Well, Ms. Blue. It's you who needs checking. What happened to you after the party?" She said, putting her feet up the couch.

"Well, I went home. How about you?" I asked. I mean, I know, but I just don't want her to remember about Chase.

"I-I don't really remember." She said. Oh thank goodness!

We talked some more after that. Then she suggested for shopping. And well, I said yes.

We went to a boutique at the mall, and while Brianne was fitting, I spotted a cute, long sleeved, above the knee, black and dark blue cocktail dress with a deep cleavage-revealing v-neck and I fell in love with it instantly.

I took it from the rack, and looked at it closely. It really is beautiful. It matches my hair and eyes. I remembered Chase, and the event tonight. This'll be perfect.

"Marina!" I accidentally dropped the dress in shock. Brianne!

"Shit! Brianne, you scared me!" I said putting my hand on my chest.

"That's beautiful. Go and try it!" Brianne picked up the dress and handed it to me, pushing me to one of the fitting rooms. What else can I do? I'm already inside. Might as well not waste Brianne's effort on shouting and pushing me.

I looked at the mirror after wearing the dress, and hell. It looks perfect on me. Chase will surely be impressed.

WTF?! Why the hell should I care about what Chase thinks of me?!

Someone knocked on the fitting room door, "Hey M, I found this black stilettoes that'll match that dress." Brianne said handing the shoes at the hole above the fitting room door. I put it on and stepped out of the cubicle.

"Yes, I'm getting this. And this. Oh and this too. Also add thi—"

"Ahem." Brianne stopped handing the assistant piles of clothes and turned her head towards me.

"Oh my God, Marina! You're so beautiful." Brianne said, walking towards me. "If I was a guy, I would totally hit on you." She said.

"I know right. It matches my eyes. I look like a goddess in this." I said with my head held high.

What? No point in being humble. And besides, I'm just stating the fact.

"You should totally get that!" Brianne said, pushing me to the counter.

Okay, what's with Brianne and pushing? Bossy much?

"Okay, okay! I will." I laughed.

So I went to the counter and paid for the dress. After that, we went to different boutiques. Brianne sure is a shopoholic.

And then after that, we went to get mani-pedis. Then we went to a salon. Then to a massaging salon. Yep, girl time.

It was almost five thirty when Brianne declared she was hungry.

Carrying loads of paper bags in each hand, we went to a restaurant because Brianne said she was starving. This girl loves exaggeration.

Brianne dropped me off at my house after eating because I was tired as fuck.

I slumped down to my couch and looked at my watch.

Shit! It's already seven fifteen! I won't have time to prepare! I still have to fix my hair and make-up!

I quickly went to my room. I took out all the materials I need for doing my hair and make-up.

I sure hope Chase'll get satisfied.

Chase's POV

I straightened my suit as I look at the rear view mirror. Do I look okay? Will Blondie like how I look tonight?

Fuck, why am I over thinking things? And why the fuck do I care?

*Ding dong*

I rang the doorbell of Blondie's house. No answer. I rang it again, and still no answer.

What the fuck?! Is she planning on getting us late?

As I was about to bang my fist on the door, when it opened.

Revealing a beautiful blonde girl in a cocktail dress.

Fuck, when have I been so corny?

But I gotta admit, her look instantly got me horny. And I can't control it. I couldn't help but think of her naked body under me, writhing in pleasure and all sweaty from an orgasm as I continually move on top of her. Fuck, my pants feel super tight now.

Calm down, soldier. You'll get it later.

"Um, Chase?" Blondie snapped at me which brought me back to reality. She suddenly looked down at my pants and smirked at what she saw. Oh fuck. "Hard already? Oh, daydreaming, aren't we?" She said chuckling while walking closer to me.

Damn. That was so fucking embarrassing. Nevertheless, I tried my best to keep my composure. Okay. I'm gonna show this mermaid that I can control myself, and that she's not the boss of me. Well, of the little me.

"Look Blondie, I don't have time for your games. Now I'm gonna give you a choice to either get in the car or I will fuck you hard, right here, right now." I said looking straight into her eyes.

"Alright, chill." She said and started to walk towards the car.

I smiled triumphantly as I sat on the driver's seat. I started the var and I realized that I'm still hard. Great, now I have to drive for fifteen minutes with blue balls.

Fucking great.

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"This party's what for, again?" Blondie asked as I stopped the car in front of a building. It's out of town.

"It's actually a dinner. Not a party." I corrected her while getting out of the car.

I went aroumd the car to meet her at the other side. "Yeah but what is it for? And why do I have to come?"

"Cause you're my date, stupid." I said and opened her door and held my hand out. She looked at me, shock written all over her eyes.

"Well?" I asked, my eyes darting to my hanging hand. Finally, she smiled and took it.
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Author's note:
Hey guys! Sorry for the short and crappy chapter. Stupid writer's block. :/