Her Poison

Chapter 3~ Pass Me The Sangria

I'd never felt more embarrassed in my whole life. I was so shocked that I spaced out a bit. But everyone in the crowd was waiting for me to give the obvious answer and my brother reminded me of it.

"Athena? It's time for you to say no or else he might actually get you in his bed tonight, and neither of us wants that," He said in my ear. When he saw my lack of reply, he pondered "Right?"

I considered it seriously. I loved The POISON. But there was no particular interest in the insanely attractive members. Especially Carlyle, who was the most flamboyant of the three. The flashiest, the one who was the most active on social media, the one who was the most involved with the fans. It seemed like a thrilling experience, to have sex with a Rockstar, a rumored king of erotica.

I wasn't one to bend to societal norms. I'd been interested in understanding my body and pleasing myself since my late teens. I felt no issue spending a night with a man for the sake of pleasure. Yet with the heavy gaze and judgement of Ares besides me, I just felt that I couldn't accept Carlyle's proposition. I couldn't just be that band groupie who accepted to sleep with a guy because of his fame.

So with a sarcastic smile on my face, I grabbed Ares' hand, intertwined our fingers together and lifted our linked hands up. I tried to look like "I have a boyfriend, sorry. Hahaha," but I was pretty sure I looked constipated and awkward as hell.

Since we appeared on the LED screens, everyone could see my brother's triumphant and vicious face as he stared up at the lead singer of the band. Carlyle's beautiful face portrayed confusion and my embarrassment was only furthered when his voice resonated through the arena, "Are you sure?"

I felt the blood rush to my face but I knew that nobody would see because my skin was dark. Still, I felt like everyone could see. Adding to that, I'd been briefly worried about hurting his feelings and sure, Ares wasn't my boyfriend- that was impossible- but how could he question the refusal from a girl who had a boyfriend? As if it was completely impossible for a girl to actually say no to him? Even if she was in a relationship?How dreadful!

"Yes, she's fucking sure!" Ares shouted.

The crowd went mad and girls started to yell "Pick me Carlyle!", "Choose ME daddy" then someone proceeded to throw their bra at him.

Both Ares and me started to laugh, "Maybe we should leave" my brother suggested and I agreed.

"Let's go"

~

"ArE yOu ShorE?" My twin uttered in a mocking tone "What the fuck do you mean by are you sure? If a girl says she doesn't want you then she doesn't want you. So fuck off." Ares huffed a bit as he finished his super long rant. After we'd exited the venue, our adrenaline was still high.

"Are you done?" I rolled my eyes "I'm hungry."

"I'm done talking." His voiced was laced with annoyance.