Behind The Mask

chapter 8: To my bed.

I suggest you play 'to my bed' and 'hope you do' by Chris brown when the party starts ;)

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"Bitches we're here!" jesus help me!

"Jackie you don't even know anyone here." I say rolling my eyes.

"I will now. And they're gonna love me hun." She winked at me. Such a cocky girl.

"Hey let her have fun." okay is Soph team Jackie now?

"Are you both ganging up on me or something?" I cross my arms and pout at them both. They look at eachother and then look at me.

"Maybe?" Jackie smiles an evil smile and I know they're up to no good.

"HEEEY EVVERYONNE!" Sarah opens the door and falls with it. Okay I wasn't expecting to see the redhead already drunk.

"Hey, why are you drunk already?" Soph asks her nicely. OMG she's too nice.

"Because Chaassse iss an assss soo! I- I.... Yea.. I told him... toooo go-um to go fuck a-a chaicken... YEA!" Okay what?

"Wow that's a great idea!" I say awkwardly not knowing how to deal with her like that.

"And a great first impression." Jackie whispers to me. "BTW who's Chase the ass?"

"Her boyfriend." Soph whispers as if Sarah doesn't know that Chase is her damn boyfriend.

"Let's get her inside and sober her up a little." I roll my eyes at Soph's request. I came here to have fun not to babysit a drunk; but obviously Sarah needs her friends so here we are.

We drop Sarah on a huge sofa that looks more comfy than a bed; and let me say I'm impressed. Her house is so cool, not the classic type of house that has a lot of antiques and luxurious furniture. This house is modern; with mostly grey walls and white furniture that makes you feel more at home. Also, it is huge. I get lost about four times while trying to find the damned kitchen.

"What is this? A maze?" I say to myself once I reach the dream kitchen of any house wife. 

"No you're just not used to living in fancy houses." I know that voice. I turn around sporting a scowl on my face.

"Evelyn! What a surprise!" I say in mock delight and she rolls her eyes.

"What are you doing here anyways." She says eyeing my outfit with disgust, which makes my blood boil. It's not like her slutty outfit is any better than mine.

"Sorry last time I checked this wasn't your house, so I f you'll kindly fuck yourself because your said 'bestfriend' is crying and super drunk while you are here chilling in her kitchen." I say in with a sickly sweet tone and a fake smile that matches it; and leave the kitchen to give Sarah some coffee and Advil.

"What did he do? Tell me and I'll happily castrate him." I find Jackie talking to Sarah in weird ass voice that people normally use when they talk to babies. Sarah stares up at Jackie with a confused expression and then she bursts crying.

"Who even is this?" She cries and then starts full on sobbing. Jackie is staring at Sarah in horror.

"Good job." I say amused by her horrified expression.

"What did I do?" She pouted. "We were supposed to have fun not babysit." She wines and Soph glares at her.

"The scary g-girl is right!" Sarah says with new found motivation. He should be the one crying not me! I am amazing and smart; he should come and grovel at my feet while I have fun with m-my friendss and twerk and dance with hot boys." She says looking less drunk than a minute ago.

"Hell yea where the boys at?" Squeals Jackie.

"Imma get'em." Says the snake herself as she struts towards us.

"And you are?" Jackie eyes her up and down, and I can already tell she doesn't like her.

"Evelyn Sarah's bestfriend." She says as she eyes Soph disgustedly. "And you?"

"Jackie Emma's bestfriend." She says in a daring tone. There is a slight awkward pause before Sarah screams.

"Where the boys at?"

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Emmieee! See that hottie right there? He's been starrring at youuu alll night. Go put him out offf his miseryyy." I already feel like punching Soph and it's our first real day of friendship... Wait have we been friends for a day only? Wow why do I feel like we're already bestfriends?

"GOOOO!" She yells in my ears.

"You know what! Fuck this I'm going! Now please shut up!" I take a shot from the bar in the big ass ball room at Sarah's house and down it. Then I go to my target of the night. On second thoughts I turn, take another shot. and then head to the dark haired 'hottie' who's been staring at me all night. On my way I see Sarah twerking on some blondie, Jackie dirty dancing with two boys, and when I turn my head to check on Soph, I see that she's already making out with someone. wow.

Evelyn is probably having a threesome upstairs,I laugh to myself.

"Hey there." I say as I reach the 'hottie'. He eyes me up and down before giving me the most charming smile ever. And I'm a goner. I start checking him out to see if I am actually impressed. I eye him from down to upward; he is muscular, but not too muscular. He's wearing a white shirt and a denim jacket with some tight black jeans... Yummy. I look at his face and notice his very nice kissable lips. Dude those are some nice lips; I control my hormones before I rape him and look into his deep, smoldering, Green eyes that seem to devour me with it's gaze. And wow, I'm impressed.

"Wanna dance cutie?" He says as his pink tongue darts out to lick his lips and then bites on them. Hot damn.

"Sure, why not!" my hoarse stupid voice betrays me and comes out in a seductive whisper. I don't want him to think I'm desperate. Because I'm not. I'm totally fucking not. I grab two shots from the table behind him, down them, and pull him to the dance floor.

My luck is when a Chris brown 'to my bed' starts playing and we both laugh at how ridiculous this is. And honestly his laugh is so cute. We start moving to the song and I'm feeling so fuzzy and relaxed. I give hottie my back and grind on him; his hands move to my waist and he moves them up and down my thighs,then to my stomach, unleashing millions of butterflies there. I wrap my hands around the back of his neck as he sinks his head down my shoulder and starts making out with my neck... He sucks hard on the sensitive skin and I moan as he bites on it.

The sensation is too much that I almost lose my balance. I'm drunk, he's so HOT, and Chris Brown's music already makes me feel hot in some places. He moves his hands to my waist again and starts grinding hard when a little upbeat part of the song plays. I run my hands up my thighs and he does it with his hands instead, sending shivers to some unholy places of my body. I bite hard on my lips and then suddenly he flips me around and smashes his lips against mine.

Hope you do by Chris plays next and the anticipation of our next dances is already killing me.

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