Book 2: The Seventeen Heirs Series; Jeon Wonwoo (SEVENTEEN FANFIC)

43: PRETEXT

LEANNE AIANNE'S POV

"A, don't drink too much, please."

I laughingly patted Sey's shoulder. I know she's worried, but she really didn't have to be. "It's just one drink and I'm hardly drunk. Besides, you said you wanted me to have fun tonight, right?"

She grunted. "Yes, but I didn't say you get yourself drunk. I can see that that's the reason why you came here."

"Come on, Sey. You know I won't get drunk with just a glass of alcohol."

"You can't drink, A. You have a low alcohol tolerance."

I gave her my cocktail drink. "Then go ahead and check my drink if you want."

She sighed and eyed Ravi beside me. "Kim Wonshik, don't give her hard drinks, okay?"

"Promise." Ravi even put his hand up in surrender.

God, they make me want to laugh, really.

Here we were in a club, where everyone was having fun and crazy dancing with the beat of the music, and yet this two were all worried about a girl in distress. Really, what madness is that?

"Sey . . . I'll be okay, I promise. You don't have to babysit me here. Go and have some fun."

But after I said that, Sey Chelle still didn't leave.

Oh, well.

I just enjoyed my drink. I drank it like a thirsty woman. It tastes good. And I requested for another one.

I almost laughed out loud when I saw how Ravi watched the bartender mix my drink. Ad is the bartender would put some drugs on it, or maybe he was measuring the alcohol mix.

"You know what? I feel like a teenager with a parents hanging out with me rather than my friends."

Sey sighed beside me. "A, I know you're sad and emotional but getting drunk won't fix your problem."

"Sad? Emotional?" I snorted. "Who said that?" I turned to Ravi but he gestured that his mouth were closed.

"Look guys, I won't get drunk, okay? You were the one who came up with this idea and dragged me here. I'm only trying to have fun just like what you wanted. So please, just go away and don't worry, okay?" I got my glass and left the two of them.

"Don't follow me." I threatened when I saw Ravi walking behind me. He looked back at Sey but she just nodded and sighed.

"Go dance, Rav. I'll find you guys later." I waved at them before diving into the crowd of dancing bodies and disappeared into it.

If only I could just really disappear.

When I was sure enough that I'm away from those two, I started looking for a seat. I chose to stay on the very dark corner of the place, where no one would see and no one would notice.

I sighed and let my body drop on the sofa, grateful that I finally got myself alone. I really don't want my friends to worry about me. It will only add up to the burden I'm carrying.

With a deep sigh, I started to remove the heavy feelings inside me since the other night.

I shouldn't have been there that night. But even if I know I shouldn't be, I still went. So maybe it was as good as fate trying to tell me what I was afraid of knowing.

I know Sey Chelle was right. Alcohol won't fix my problem. Nothing can. No one can.

But this is what I need right now — oblivion. I need to forget. I want my senses numbed; my pain to freeze, and stop myself from crying because of my loss. And only alcohol can help me with that, that's why I came here. Stupid maybe, but alcohol will grant me my escape, even just for tonight.