A Perfect Mess

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I opened my eyes and Lucas wasn't beside me. I'm still inside the elevator but with another man. He held my hand tightly, like never wanting me to let go. I smiled at him as I remembered Lucas' words,

Emma, I have to leave. I'm sure you will find a man. A man that can love you and stay with you forever,

Oliver.

He was talking about Oliver. He never left me. He never did. When his eyes stared at my lip, he gulped before he pressed his mouth on mine.

I love his taste. I love every inch of him. I love him.

When the elevator door opened, he pushed me outside, his mouth still on mine and I can still taste the alcohol I took with Tori at the club. Where the hell was she? I bet she was with Philip doing a strip dance while her legs and arms switched places, her head was on her crotch area too. Ew.

I was out my thoughts and the next thing I knew, I was shoved inside a room. A room I knew I got to see somewhere, in the back of my imagination.

He started kissing my neck, then his hands fumbled with the zipper of my pants.

"I miss you," he breathed on my skin. I missed him too, I wanted to tell him but the feeling was too intense to utter a word out of my mouth.

"Me too," I sighed and I took his shirt off, feeling the hard planes with my fingers. He flinched everytime I touched him. He did the same. Lighting fire everywhere his fingers came in contact with my skin.

It was the best night of my life.

I woke up with something heavy pressed on my waist. I opened my eyes and saw Oliver's legs wrapped on my body. My insides were too sore, and I barely moved.

I needed water. Last night was rough, but so darn good. I really needed water so badly.

I pushed him off my waist and stood to get some water. I drank like I'd never drink for days.

"Hey," I heard him behind me. I placed the glass back down and faced him. He laid on the bed with his elbow propped him up, looking handsome as ever.

"Let's have breakfast?" he said and I agreed with him.

After showering together and a few more rounds, we decided to leave the hotel. It was weird because I remembered myself at the club with Tori then Lucas, showing up...

Weird. But now, I am contented, happy and in love.

We rode the elevator down, and when we reached the lobby, there were people rushing in and out the building. I held on to Oliver's hand in confusion. Whatever was happening outside was odd.

There was an ambulance, a fireman and police cars everywhere. Oliver and I went to the crowd of people gathered around the corner. There's a police line in front the building and to what seemed like investogators clicking on their cameras.

A blonde girl gasped at what she saw. "What's happening?" Oliver asked her. She covered her mouth with her hands and the look of horror in her face said it all. Something bad had happened.

"It was a girl. She drugged herself and jumped out the thirtieth floor."

"Oh. You don't wanna see this," he said to me, covering my eyes. I pushed his hands away and saw who it was, laying on the floor, lifeless.

Her legs circled her waist up to her head, bones sticking out her own flesh, eyes opened and her head was twisted backwards. It was an unpleasant sight by-the-way, but I am mentally grinning inside me cause I've seen worst when I saw her and Philip on the bathroom.