Resculpturing Her

16. Who's Winning?

Amelia's POV

After seconds of quick thought, I knew that being that aggressive would make me look stupid and jealous, so...

I changed my game plan.

I am going to keep calm and play this smart.

I ignored dumb and dumber and just smiled at Kayla. She returned the smile and commented "Back for another already?" Indicating at my empty glass.

I nodded innocently as I waved down the bartender. Kayla grabbed my face and turned it to hers so she would have my attention again. "Give me your car keys." Kayla ordered sternly.

I shook my head just to play with her a bit. Kayla gave me a warning stare, as if she was going to ground me if I did not do what she said. I could not help but to chuckle at the expression she gave, because she really does act like my mum sometimes. I placed the keys in her hand, wittily joked "Make sure to clean up when you're done," and winked at her.

Kayla laughed at my comment but also blushed, even though she knew that I was aware of the real reason why she wanted the keys to my car. So I would not drive drunk, of course.

Soon after, two drinks were given to me by the bartender and I handed one to Christina. I grasped Kayla's hand and pulled on it slightly as a method of asking her to come dance with us but she smoothly slid her hand out of mine. I grabbed her hand again and pulled with greater force this time - making her body lean forward as she attempted to fight back my strength. I looked over to Christina for support who gave me an agreeing nod and pulled on Kayla's other hand; forcing Kayla to disconnect from the bar and come towards us.

Kayla knew there was no hope of her remaining practically immobile the whole night. Her body language showed she was defeated as she began to walk with us. The three of us reached the dance floor and after what was only a few minutes of us dancing, I could not help but want to go back to Joanna and Sierra so I could piss that red headed bitch off enough that she would leave.

Honestly, this was all apart of the plan. I knew Kayla would not let me purposely do stupid shit that would aggravate anyone so I lured her away as a part of my goal. Now, to have an excuse to go back to the bar; I put my cup onto my lips and swallowed the alcohol in large gulps so I could finish it as fast as I can. Once Kayla realized what I was doing she jolted her hand up to the cup and sent it away from my mouth. However, it was too late because I already finished.

I shrugged at her and said casually "I'm going to get another."

Kayla took a really long deep breath in and closed her eyes for a second, almost as if to say she is tired of me drinking like this. When she let the air flow out of her she demanded "This is the last one."

I gave Kayla a nod and brought her in for a hug. While we were embraced I whispered "I promise, last one." Then I let go of her and got lost in the crowd as I tried to find my way back to the location of the demon dog and the bitch.

Well, I guess that makes them good for each other; considering they are the same species.

I situated myself shoulder to shoulder of Joanna and she just ignored my presence for once. I asked the bartender for what I wanted and waited patiently.

With the minutes I waited for my drinks to arrive, I felt myself getting a real good buzz. It was definitely the impact of the last cup that I shot down. I should not have had those few drinks at dinner but I did not think I would end up at a club tonight.

So, now.

Well, now I feel the type of relaxed I aspire to reach every night. That did not change my motive to piss the bitch off though. It just made me capable of planning less and not giving a single fuck of the outcome of what I do.