At the end of the tunnel

Chapter 3

The atmosphere is a little bit more select than your average collage party, but some things never change, namely the hooking up and the getting high. I have already spotted about two couples (or not) in full make out mode on a couch and in the hallway and one couple ascending the stairs. Brad leads us towards the living room and introduces us to some of his friends from college. At least, until now there was no plastic Barbie, I can barely stand those. And as if on cue, a blonde, stunning girl comes towards us, towards Brad to be more precise. She frowns a bit when she sees me at his arm and in a really annoying voice she greets him

 "Brad, sweetie, how are you?" She kisses both of his cheeks and gives me a deadly stare.

 "Hey Brianna" he says and she continues

"Who are your…friends?" What the hell is wrong with her?

 "Oh Brianna here is my sister Sarah and her friend Kate. Girls this is ...“he stammers and it's kind of cute, except the little bitch is pissed and completes the sentence for him

"Girlfriend, nice to meet you” Yeah sure it is. After another scowl from the precious little Barbie excuse myself to get something to drink. I make my way through the crowd and I bump into a hard chest. I look up and oh God! Gregory!

 "Hum...hi Gregory" He studies me for a second

 "Kate? Wow, this is really you? I mean of course it is really you, what I wanted to say is that, hum .., you look stunning. Blue suits you “He looks kind of cute, not finding his words and I giggle.

"Thank you”

 "You are welcome, well you do look like a princess from another planet" Now I really laugh

 "Thanks again, I guess”

 "Hum...Can I get you something to drink?"

"Sure...” He takes my hand and leads me towards the bar. Gregory is such a sweet guy but I can't see him as anything more than a good friend, and the main reason for avoiding him all the time is that every nice word or gesture that I make, he takes it as an encouragement and I hate to lead him on.

"What do you want?” he asks me.

 "Whisky”

He gives me a weird look but complies. In the meanwhile I spot yet another couple right in front of me. Ahh they should really get a room. The guy looks kind of hot though  He's got thick ,black hair ,not too long but also not short , and it curls around the edges .Gregory hands me my drink and at the same moment the guy raises his head and our eyes meet . It's like I am being caught in a maze. At every turn those beautiful blue eyes keep on haunting me. And it seems that now they have materialized. I can't breathe, I feel like I am suffocating. My heart is beating like mad and I keep on staring into those crystal eyes that represent my nightmares. He winks at me and continues to kiss his girlfriend. I think I am going to be sick. I down my whole glass in one gulp, reveling in the burning sensation that has assaulted my throat.

 "Refill" I tell Gregory.

 "You shouldn't..." I cut him off

"I am going to be just fine, I am used to drinking even more so a refill please " once the words are out a wave of nostalgia hits me again. I used to drink with my dad...but he's dead....He hands me another glass and I down it as well.

"Let's dance!" I say, dragging him with me. I can still see him and he can still see me. I know he watches me from the corner of his eye, so I do the first thing that crosses my mind. I pull Gregory closer, so that our bodies are aligned and I kiss him hard. I can tell he is surprised, but also that he is elated.