That Night

Chapter 3

I was pushed out of my trance by Sierra repeatedly saying my name and waving her hand in my face. I blinked a few times and shook my head and finally broke the cold eye contact with Luke. I looked over to her and her eye brows were farrowed together in confusion and concern.

I then looked down at the floor soaked in my coffee. "Oh crap." I mumbled to myself and picked up my cup as a worker arrived with a mop. "I'm so sorry." I apologize and through away my cup.

"Its okay." the worker said in a mono tone and finished mopping up my accident and walked to the back.

I looked over to Sierra, Michael, and Luke. Sierra still looked concerned, Michael was just sipping on his coffee like nothing happened, and Luke looked at me with a smirk of amusement playing on his lips.

"What?" I snapped at them. They all looked away and sat at the booth, as did I. I could still feel Luke's gaze burning into me, but I refuse to look up. "So, Luke what happened last night? I didn't see you at all at the club." Michael asked. I kept looking down at my twiddling thumbs.

"I arrived, then something caught my eye. Nothing special."

I could literately hear the cocky smirk in his voice; it disgusted me. I rolled my eyes, kind of hoping he saw. Michael just nodded in response. "So, whats your name again?" Sierra asked.

"Luke."

"Well, Luke, I'm Sierra." She pointed to herself, "and you've already met Addalyn."

"Yes I did." I finally met his gaze again and he had that stupid smirk on his face as he looked back at me. I rolled my eyes again and looked away, just wanting for this to be over with.

"So what caught your eye last night?" Michael asked out of curiosity.

"Some chick. She was a complete mess, let me tell you. She wouldn't stop touching me and trying to pull me out of the club. She was an easy target, so I took her back to my place. It wasn't that good anyway."

I stood up and slammed my hands on the table, looking right at him. "You were all over her actually." My voice rose with anger.

"That's not how I remember it."

"She must have been drunk off her ass to go home with you."

"Maybe so, but she seemed to like it."

"Women are the best at pretending." This time I smirked.

"Now, why would she do that?"

"Maybe she felt sorry for you."

He then stood up and placed his hands right in front of mine, leaning in a bit to where our faces were just a few inches apart. "Virgins cant fake orgasms."

I was taken aback by this, my mouth fell open and I didn't know what to say. Anger boiled in me and I stood up straight. "You fucking knew and you still took advantage of me?!" I rose my voice more.

I heard Sierra gasp beside me, but I ignored it

"I thought you'd be a good fuck. I was wrong." He shrugged like it was no big deal. His face no longer had a smirk plastered on it, it was emotionless. Mine on the other hand was raging with anger.

I rose my hand up and slapped his cheek as hard as I could. The sting bounced between my hand and his cheek. His head turned with my slap and I turned on my heels and walked out the coffee shop door without looking back.

As I was walking out I heard foot steps behind me, immediately knowing it was Sierra running after me.

"Addalyn!" She called out. I was too angry to stop or look back, so I just kept walking as fast as I could.

"Addalyn, please stop!" She called out again. I could hear her foot steps getting closer. When she finally caught up to me she grabbed my shoulders and turned me to her.

"What the hell was that?" She asked, anger and worry laced in her shaky voice as she tried to catch her breath.

"Luke. Luke is the douche bag from last weekend." Tears began to prick at my eyes and felt a huge lump in my throat.

 I wasn't sure weather I was about to cry because Luke or because my hand felt like it was on fire from slapping him.

Sympathy filled her eyes and she pulled me into a comforting hug. I let the tears slip as I hugged her back.

She finally pulled away after I stopped crying. She had a smirk on her face and I knew she had a devious plan brewing in her red dyed head.

"What?" I finally asked.

"I have a plan." Her smirk grew.

"Oh God."

"Come on!" she grabbed my hand and pulled me back to our apartment.

Sierra with a plan was never good. I mean, look what happened last time.

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Sorry its short and kind of sucky, I needed a way for Addalyn to find out Luke was the guy from the club and this is the only way I could think of. Luke is a douche, I know, but maybe he has his reasons? You'll find out soon enough. Thanks for reading! (^.^)