Drowning In Lies

3- Fiancé

B E N J A M I N

I looked around from where I was sitting. This club is fucking bursting with people. I took a sip at the drink I had in my hand.

"Bree is taking a fucking while in the restroom!" Stella complained.

"Why don't you go check on her?" Ethan suggested.

She agreed, getting up and disappearing in the crowd.

"I've been watching you all night. You can't take your eyes off her." Ethan said to me, giving me a grin.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I frowned.

"I'm talking about Brianna." He said. "Don't try to deny it, Ben." He added before I had a chance to reply.

I laughed to myself. This motherfucker knows me damn well.

"She's pretty, "I spoke. He tilted his head to the side and gave me a "Seriously?" look. "Alright! She's fucking beautiful!"

"You know, she's a nice girl." He spoke. "You should give it a try."

I shook my head. This guy is crazy. I couldn't risk having a girl in my life, it was too dangerous and he knew that. I just couldn't. Even if she had been in my head for the past week...

"Ethan, you know why I can't-" I started but he cut me off.

"Just think about it." He insisted.

I knew he worried about me feeling lonely from time to time. But my job has it's ups and downs, and being unable to be happy with someone was one of the downs.

Our conversation was cut short when a very worried looking Stella rushed to us.

"I can't find her! I can't fucking find her!" She shouted over the loud music."I looked everywhere! The bar, the dance floor, the restrooms! No sign of her!"

Shit.

"Ella, calm down!" Ethan spoke, gently grabbing her hands.

"We should split. Ethan, take Stella with you and keep an eye on her." I quickly said. "I'll go searching by myself. Keep your phones with you. Whoever finds her first calls the other." I added and left.

I looked everywhere, even out the entrance. I couldn't find her anywhere. Where the fuck would she go? I felt myself starting to grow fussy. Think Benjamin! She wasn't at the bar, or the dance floor, or outside. Unless...

My legs quickly moved through the crowd, pushing aside anyone who was in my way. Throwing the door open, it hit the wall behind it.

I couldn't believe the scene in front of me. Fury started pulsing through my veins.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"I yelled.

Brianna was unconscious. Her unresponsive body was on the floor, while her head was on Jones's lap. I felt an urge to smash his head.

"What did you do to her?" My voice was harsh and my fists curled.

"I didn't do anything!" He returned the harshness. "I found her, she was fucking drugged or something!" He pulled her closer to him. That action only made my anger grow.

"Give her to me." I demanded, approaching them.

"What? No!" He readjusted her body, pulling her closer to him once more, like he was protecting her. "You probably were the one who fucking did this to her!"

What the actual fuck?!

"Jones, I swear to you, if she wasn't in your arms, you'd most likely be dead by now!"