Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

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Carlos's POV

We get to the house and go in. It's your typical high school party. Booze smell, drunk people, loud music, flashing lights, beer, dancing, and people making out. Nothing out of the ordinary.

When I look over to Sadie I see she's looking around uncomfortably.

"What's wrong?" I ask her, suddenly concerned. Was this a mistake?

"People are gross." She tells me and I roll my eyes, not concerned anymore.

We go to the kitchen and I grab a cup and pour some Kolsch into it, handing it to her, then I pour myself a cup.

"Drink up." I hold mine up. She rolls her eyes but doesn't do anything. "What's wrong? Do you not drink? Too scared? Mrs Gang Leader doesn't drink beer?" I tease. She scowls at me before chugging it down and I smile satisfied before doing the same.

She finishes and gets another. Oh...

She throws the cup on the ground and laughs. It's nice to hear her laugh, even if she's lost most of her sanity. Not sober. It's still nice.

"Do you want more?" I shout over the music.

"Hell yeah!" She shouts back. This is going to be a good night. I pour another and hand it to her which she chugs down. She then grabs a whole bottle and starts chugging it.

"Ok, maybe that's enough." I decide. She shakes her head and keeps drinking it until it's gone, then drops the bottle to the floor, leaving a sticky mess of glass. What do I do? Go after her or clean this up? I hate cleaning. I quickly dart after her through the house.

This girl is insane.

We end up in a crowd of dancing peoples and she starts jumping around. When she looks at me she takes my hands and swings them as she jumps, then she wraps her arms around my neck and and whips her hair everywhere while I place my hands on her hips. She looks up at me and her eyes move down to my lips as she licks hers.

"What are you doing with her?!" I hear a familiar high pitched voice screech. I whip my head around to see Clara. Uh oh. Why now? Sadie and I are finally having fun together! And she just has to come and ruin it!

"Just dancing!" I shout.

"With little miss pigtails?!"

"She doesn't wear pigtails!" I point out. If she's going to give Sadie these nicknames they should at least make sense.

"Well whatever." She shakes her head. "Come on, Carlos, stop making a fool of yourself with her and dance with me!" She demands. I turn to look at Sadie, smiling as I watch her brunette hair bounce around her happy face.

"No thanks!" I shout to Clara and she gasps. I look back at Sadie and watch her throw her arms up in the air, dancing quirkily and adorably. So cute.

Clara comes up behind her and pushes her to the ground. As people stop dancing to stare at them the music dies down and the house goes quiet. Why does Clara always have to ruin everything?

"What the hell was that for?!" Sadie yells as she stands up.

"You're dancing with my boyfriend." Clara sneers.

"You're boyfriend slept with me the other night." My eyebrows shoot up. No I didn't. I swear. Clara chuckles coldly.

"Oh sweetie, you're delusional. Nobody would ever want to sleep with you."

"Except your boyfriend apparently. He cuddled up with me and everything."

"Everything? What do you mean everything?" Clara crosses her arms.

"He hogged my freakin bed!" Sadie shouts, throwing her arms up at her side and squeezing her eyes shut, poking her lip out. I slap my hand over my mouth to silence my laughter.

"Keep your hands off my boyfriend!" Clara yells.

"Keep yourrrrrr..." Sadie thinks for a minute. "Keep your ass in those pants! No one wants to see that!" Sadie yells and I laugh.

"Don't laugh!" Clara spins around to glare at me.

"I'm an airplane." I look up and Sadie's walking in a circle with her arms spread out like an airplane. "Wheeee." She says then falls. "I crashed." She makes an explosion sound with her mouth. "I died." She says and everyone stares at her. I start walking over to her but Clara grabs my arm. "Don't waste your time with that loser." She says.

Sadie jumps in front of me and gets in a fighting stance.

"What are you doing?" Clara asks.

"I'm his bodyguard." She says.

Really? Because just two hours ago she wanted to kill me.

"Ok, Sadie. Come on." Smiling, I take her arm and walk her away from everyone. Eventually the music starts playing again.

She grabs my hand and runs up the stairs with me, bringing me into a room, shutting the door, and walking us over to a bed. She lays down and pulls me onto her. My heart starts beating fast as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls my face closer to hers. What is she doing? I did not expect this. I didn't expect any of this. I expected her to poison my drink and throw my dead body in a lake.

"What are doing?" I murmur as she runs her thumb over my lips.

"What do your lips taste like?" She wonders out loud. That's an odd question, but...

"Why don't you find out?" I whisper.

"Why don't you just tell me?" She mutters.

"Because you should find out for yourself."

"But I want you to tell me." Her voice is loud and even now.

"I can't. Why don't you just taste them then you'll know?"

"Ok. Fine." She says and pulls my face to hers and licks my lips, make my eyes go wide. Not what I expected but ok. I mean, nothing about any of this is what I expected. After a second of her just licking my lips I decide to just go in and kiss her. She puts her hand on the back of my head and kisses me back. Her lips are soft and smooth, her lipstick tastes like raspberries. And for some reason I can't get enough of it.

I trail my fingers her up her thigh and to the hem of her dress, slipping my hands under her dress and rubbing her sides. I move my lips down to her neck and she tilts her head and closes her eyes. Then she flips us over and sits on my hips, staring down at me. She lifts her dress over her head and my eyes widen.

She has abs too?!

God Carlos, of course she has abs. Why wouldn't she?

She reaches her fingers into her bra and feels around for something. I bite my lip in fascination as I watch her. But I tense up as I watch her pull a small pocket knife out and flips it open. I stop biting my lip and stare at her in fear.

She really is gonna kill me!

She brings the knife up to my face. What do I do? I flip her over and kiss her lips, yanking the knife from her hand and tossing it to the floor, but she hisses so I quickly pull away.

"What's wrong?" I ask worriedly. She looks down then back up at me.

"I don't know." She shrugs. I start looking down to see what she was looking at but she pushes her lips into mine again. I like drunk Sadie.