blackmailed

chapter two

we park outside a house in the good side of the neighbourhood where every house is nicely decorated from inside out. we get out and make our way to the front door, remind me why I agreed to do this because I'm having trouble remembering. elio invites himself in and I trail not too far behind me, music that I've never heard before blasts from ever inch of the living room giving me an instant headache. I expected people to be dressed in ball gowns by the way elio described it or something similar, not this. elio comes back holding two cups, he hands me one of them which I'm guessing is vodka mixed with some sort of soda drink.

he grins, "so what do you think?"

"I think that you only came here to get back with justin." I point to the blonde haired boy dancing with another guy in the corner.

his cheeks turn a pinky red, "wow, you're good."

"he's bad news elio, I'm telling you." I say, not that there's anything that I could say that could change his mind.

he ignores my statement completely and pushes me towards the dance floor, "lets just have fun."

sweaty bodies rub up against me but I try to ignore it, let's just have fun right? I mean that's all that tonight is about. elio spins me around and I can't help but laugh, if there's anyone that knows how to have fun it's elio. he does a slut drop and I cheer him on from the side, that's when I notice justin making his way towards us. shit. abort mission. abort mission. I call out to elio but he doesn't hear me, how typical. the next thing I know elio and justin are walking off together giggling at god knows what.

i should've known he was going to ditch me so he could hook up with some guy. only justin isn't some guy, he's justin. he cheats, he lies, but he always comes back. my opinion? I think they're soul mates, only they're stuck in a stupid world filled with stupid people and are too shallow to realize they care about each other. either way, he's a massive dick. you can only fight for something for so long before it consumes you.

I make my way outside, i need some air or else I will literally suffocate. oh you think I'm kidding? I cringe in disgust as I watch a couple sucking each other's faces on the stairs like their life depends on it. there's another guy smoking a cigarette a few feet away from me, is it weird that I love the smell of smoke?

I look down at a set of table and chairs and notice a pair of keys and a packet of smokes that have just been left there with no one to claim them. I look around and make sure no one's looking before shoving them into my back pocket. I'm not saying what I'm about to do is right, but I need the money and it's the only option.

I quickly go back inside in attempts of finding elio, since I'm meant to be his designated driver for the night. I swear that's the only reason he even bothers to bring me to these stupid parties.

I push past a couple of drunk assholes who tell me to ' watch it ' and begin walking upstairs. I hear elio's voice coming from one of the rooms, but he isn't in any of them. I follow the noise which leads me to the room at the end of the hallway, it's definitely this one. I go to open the door but it's locked shut, what the hell is he doing in there?

"elio, open up its me." I yell from the other side of the door. the muffled voices continue but the door doesn't budge. "justin i know you're with him, open the door."

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"open the fucking door!" i yell after knocking on the door for what feels like forever. finally I hear footsteps coming from the other side.

the door opens revealing elio and justin, both as sweaty as ever. I roll my eyes and grab onto elio, "it's time to go."

"I'm not going anywhere without justin." he breaks free of my grip, his speech slurred. I shoot justin a look and he shrugs.

I grab his hand for the second time and yank him towards the stairs, "fine, justin can come with us."

justin and I grab a hold of elio and guide him down the stairs safely. It's harder than it sounds trust me. we stand on the side of the road until I finally reach the keys in my back pocket. I look around and press the button on the key in hopes of finding the car that belongs to the stolen keys. a black car parked a few houses down lights up and we walk towards it.

once we make it to the car we toss elio in the back, he's too drunk to notice that this is a completely different car to the one we had originally arrived in. justin slides into the passenger side and does his seat belt, I do the same. I look at the review mirror one last time before speeding away in a hurry. the less people that see the car drive off the better.

after a few minutes of driving in silence I check the review mirror to find elio passed out in the back seat. I should take this chance to talk to justin, and by talk I mean pull his head out of his ass before he fucks things up with elio again. I don't want him getting hurt again.

"look justin, I'm not going to pretend to know what's going on between you two. but what I do know is that elio deserves better than this. you can't keep bouncing between guys, you either get your shit together for him or you never speak to him again. don't put him through what you did, not again." I say, my eyes still on the road.

he sighs, "I've never loved someone as much as I love him, that's why I do what I do."

"you're losing him you know." I admit. as much as I hate being the person to tell him, someone has to, before it's too late.

"I know you've never liked me much."

I interject him, "you got that one right."

"but believe me when I say I love him." his voice shakes, almost as if he's on the verge of tears.

we sit in the driveway, "I'm not the one that needs to hear that."

he nods and gets out, "also, you know who's car this is right?"

I shake my head.

"It's quinn caesar's car. I'd be careful if I was you, I heard he's dangerous." he warns me while wrapping an arm around elio's waist, I do the same but to the other side of him.

we walk to the door, "don't worry I know a guy, he sells stolen cars all the time. I'll drop by his tomorrow morning."

who the hell is quinn caesar? and just how dangerous is he really?

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to be continued..