Morningstar

Chapter 36: Excited About It

The party was really nice, in the end we had so many party crashers and the two girls I hired from work wounded up heavily wild about Mr. Coleson, so much that they took him to bed and even locked the door behind them.

I walked around filling the bags with the plates of cake, pizza crusts and mom's cooking.

"Goodnight Bella. You did good tonight." Mom said low as she walked out taking her trays.

The slight show of appreciation meant very little but I smiled anyways, "Goodnight mom." I replied while she walked out the house.

Cleo was passed out on the couch with Cerberus and Nathan was on the floor with Azazel who had his arm around Nathan.

Tossing the empty cups in, I tried to be as quiet as I could since there were some people still trying to have intimate late conversations. 

"You mind if I sleep over tonight?" I glanced up at Stacy who gave me a small glance over, she was still in Damien's shirt and her hair all tousled around. The idea of her all over him infuriated me, sickened me even, but I have to remind myself that him and I were never a thing.

I faked another smile for the night, "I don't mind, it's not even my house." I added a small laugh at the end and she cocked an eyebrow smirking, "So you don't care if I fuck him all night long? Won't keep you up?" She asked prodding the bear.

Picking a plate off the counter, I shook my head, "I'm a pretty heavy sleeper. The devil himself could walk into the room and I wouldn't notice." I laughed at my own joke, and then continued, "But no, I don't Stace." I lied the biggest lie of my life.

She scoffed and leaned back into the doorway, her eyes running over the handsome brunette who walked in with a plastic bag filled with trash. "You stayed?" I asked surprised while he looked from the bag to me. A laugh split his lips, one that rippled blooming flowers and spring into my belly. "Well, I enjoyed it so much, might as well help to show my gratitude." He had the most alluring voice.

I shook myself from the trance and nervously grabbed the cups off the counter, "I appreciate it a lot. Feel free to crash here for the night. I know you drank a bit too." I added while he gave a small nod and walked out to the backyard.

"He's a handsome one. What's his name?" Stacy asked while she eyed him over hungrily. That blew me overboard for some reason, "Don't you have someone upstairs to entertain? The same someone you've been whorefully tossing yourself on all night?" I asked darting a glare at her.

That's where the bitches eyes lit up, "So that's why you aren't jealous. You've got your sights set on someone else." She gasped and smiled widely, "Well he's definitely-" she stopped when Damien walked in with a trash bag. His eyes avoiding us both while he went to go outside.

Stacy spoke up, "Someone's outside cleaning. But the front yards trashed too." She said seductively in the way she could.

Damien stopped walking and looked outside before turning around and walking out the kitchen to the front yard.

Not once has he talked to me or even looked to me since we spoke in his room.

Stacy helped me partially by talking to me about how wild Damien is in bed and going on about how kinky he gets. Then began to talk about how one day she wants to be able to sleep with him and not just have sex. She also went on to tell me how he was her first. In fact, she might've told me every single detail on their strange relationship and picking up one napkin for every fifty words.

The handsome guy walked back in and held three trash bags which he tied up and walked over to me. "I'll go take them all to the shops and dump them there. Easier than trying to fit it all in a trash bin." He said to me breaking Stacy's ridiculous story of licking peanut butter off Damien's dick.