Letting Go

CHAPTER 19.

Walking through Jason's house trying to find me a drink. The weeknd's , the hills was playing in the background as I got to the kitchen and came face to face with a brunette who smiled at me. I winked at her in return and as soon as she was out of sight I could taste vomit in my mouth. The thought of other girls makes me squirm but I need to release this tension. I need a way to distract me.

The brunette is straddling me and I didn't even bother to ask her, her name. Her fingers tangle in my hair and I feel the soft skin above her collarbone on my tongue. I taste her skin as she moans softly in my ear. I know I'm wrong to be using her but she  came on to me and I need a damn distraction since the alcohol can't drown Caitlyn out either.

I feel this girl slide her hand down my chest as I grip her waist harder. I pull her clothes off and instantly feel myself in her. I feel her tighten around me . I'm intoxicated by this euphoric feeling but I know its not Caitlyn and it won't last long. She practically screams as she digs her nails into the back of my neck as she unravels from the inside. It doesn't take her as long as I thought it would to recover and she immediately drops to my lower half and uses her lips, tongue and throat to make me unravel. I can tell she wants more because she takes her black lace bra off and tosses it aside. I leave hickeys all over her bare chest as I rub her gently, slowly increasing the speed of my fingers. Eventually her body arches, I go faster and faster till I feel her reach her climax. Her eyes closed and body resting on mine her breathing goes back to normalcy quickly and she brings my fingers still wet with her to her mouth and she licks my finger.

I'm done she's done. I think I should leave now.  I put my shirt back on and pull my pants up. She looks at me expecting some sort of exchange of  words I assume. "Bye " that's all i can bring myself to say.

"Dick " she replies. Wow okay guess she was using me just as much as i her a few minutes ago. I guess it's never what it is. I shrug my shoulders and get an eye roll in return. Woman are all the same I think to myself. Well the ones at these parties anyway. They always just looking for a quick fuck and then they're on their way. I can't complian I am just as bad they are.

When I get down stairs I notice an all to familiar hairstyle black hair and curls that fall in locks with a length that reaches her waist. I follow her I just couldn't help it I guess. "Cait, cait is that you for real this time" I tap the girl on her shoulder .

"I think you got the wrong girl dude" the girl says to me . It wasn't Caitlyn it was just someone who has the same hairstyle as her.

I mumble something so soft even I could hear it. My head is pounding and alchohol is just not working for me today.  I walk out the front door and hear the most relatable words I've ever heard,  in the distance.

" If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely. If you leaving baby let me down slowly".

My emotions were attracted to this song because I felt myself levitating towards the music. Who listens to depressing shit like this at a party filled with hormonal teenagers and college kids looking for quick drugs and sex. The sound is coming from a red charger . Who owns a charger and listens to this ?

My questions is answered as Lynnea jumps out the driver side to come talk to me. Her eyes are set on me and she seems confident. Her short hair is straightened and her eyes seem grey in this dull light.

Before she could say anything I blurted out the words "nice ride" I genuinely meant it. My dad and I worked on a black one exactly like this. I admire the car as she says something to me. I'm not paying attention to anything right now . The chrome looks new and the paint job looks original the car is in emaculant condition for its age. Hell its probably more shinier than the Porche parked out back.

I feel weight on my shoulder and realise she's holding me.

"What do you say you take me somewhere nice to eat" she looks at me expactantly. Her eyes on fire with confidence but her hands are quivering. I don't know why she seems nervous or maybe I do but I know for sure one of us definitely is.

"Only if I can drive" I nod  toward the car.

"So you like my baby then " she winks and for the life of me I saw Caitlyns eyes doing that thing she does when she bats those long  lashes of hers.

"So it really is your car" I ask, I know I seem dumbfounded but this car is a beauty and she looks like she worries more about her nails then she could ever with cars. I mean she's in a pair of blue tights which show her curves off perfectly and a black crop top with roses on it. She's got red lipstick on and a really odd bellyring.

All I want to do is drive this car. I know my Impala is out front but this beauty is damn enticing, worse than the affect Caitlyn ever had on me or could ever have for that matter. I guess its because of the relation this car has to my dad. I miss him and driving this car could make me feel his spirit one last time.

"I asked you about food Tyler ". I did it again I switched off the moment i started at the car.

"Yes I know an amazing place " my voice gives away my happiness. I'm excited to drive this thing, fuck.