Morningstar

Chapter 34: Your Laces

Cleo grabbed onto my hands and began dancing with me to the sound of The Supremes, she began singing the lyrics and holding me close. "Baby love my baby loveeee been missin ya, miss kissin you!" It was a song she and I knew by heart and we sang our heart out to it.

The music was heavier for me since I was devouring anything to fulfill the void of jealousy devouring my insides.

I looked up at the stairs to see Stacy coming down in one of Damien's T-shirts and her fishnet stockings.

"Want me to kill her?" Cleo asked in my ear while I just shook my head, the humorous part of it is I highly believe she would kill Stace.

Nathan walked over, holding three shot glasses and handing them to us while he held one for himself, "May the three amigos forever live on." He said cheerfully.

I clanked my shot glass to theirs and tossed back the alcohol.

Cleo and I began dancing on top coffee table dancing to the music that ranged from sixties to eighties music.

Mr. Coleson was brought onto the table with us and I lowered myself up and down on the table watching him pretend to die.

We danced until Cleo got dizzy and we got down while Mr. Coleson mentioned needing more beer. I sat him down and walked to the kitchen grabbing out two red cups of beer and the water bottle.

I made my way back to the birthday boy but crashed into someone as I turned the corner, "Oh crap, I'm so sorry!" I said bashfully as I noticed the beer drenched into his white T-shirt. Crap. "Um let me help you with that. I uh, I think I can get you a new shirt." I went to rub out the beer stains but the abs behind the white shirt stunned me out of vision.

His laugh was low and heavy, a bit amused by my clumsiness I guess, "It's great to finally meet you." He said quietly, "It's exactly as I'd imagined we'd meet." He added on.

I didn't know what to say since I really didn't know him, so I just smiled awkwardly and thought maybe he's just as drunk and won't remember this. He had the most breath taking green eyes and his light brown hair messy and brushed back. His facial hair cut clean with stubble, but he was...so handsome.

The door opened and the two girls from my work walked in dressed as the wrestlers, perfect! "Excuse me, um, upstairs the room at the far left. It's got something that should fit you. I'm sorry again." I said gesturing to the stairs and going toward the door.

Guiding the girls to the backyard, I set them up in the ring and walked back inside to get Mr. Coleson. He seemed enthralled and when we reached the ring, both girls gave him kisses and flirted with him.

The crowd drew outside and everyone was surrounding to watch the girls wrestle.

A hand reached my lower back and I hoped, heavily, that it'd be Damien, but I hadn't seen him since I left him upstairs with Stacy and her heavy desire for him.

Turning, I looked back at Jason feeling my stomach turn.

I pushed his hand back and moved forward but wounded up beside the brunette guy again. Still in the stained shirt. "We've got to stop meeting this way." He said smirked while I bit back a nervous smile.

He gave my arm a pull, and before I could refute, I looked back to see Jason stepping ahead almost falling forward.

I glanced up at the guy, "Thank you." I said looking around for Damien but he was nowhere to be found. Neither was Stacy.

Ignoring the turn in my stomach, I waited until the wrestling changed to him wrestling one of the girls and winning, earning him the belt.

He gladly wore it and walked inside like a champion while I paid the girls and told them to stay and enjoy the night.