Cassandra, four years ago.
"Cassie! Tara Party!" Ava shouted from the crowd.
I shook my head. She's already drunk base on what I see right now. She's dancing crazily together with some of our schoolmates. We're on the middle of the dance floor, dancing with the rhythm and the beat of the club... when somebody suddenly grabbed my waist!
Party people really don't know what they're doing sometimes. It's disgusting and frustrating.
"One night to heaven," he whispered.
My lips parted when I heard that. I heard nothing but the loud noises of the speakers. I sarcastically raised a brow. What the fuck was he thinking?! I immediately pushed him away but he just chuckled and licked his lips like as if he was seducing me.
Disgusting.
"Stop it, tangina!" I rolled my eyes and was about to walked towards Ava again but damn, he wouldn't let go!
The pervert simply held my waist again and even took a sniff on my neck. Just where the hell is Fourth? This man right beside me is out of his mind already.
"You're such a fucking pervert!" I slapped him but he just held his cheeks before intently staring at me. He liked the tension more. He even pushed his body against mine!
I hate it.
Just why the fuck does men tolerate this kind of action? Well I mean, YES! Alcohol is currently running through their systems but do alcohol an enough reason to be a pervert?
A lady in a bar doesn't mean they want something more than drinking. A lady in a bar just wants to drink and nothing more than that.
"Stop it, Kurt." I felt relieved when I heard someone's voice.
At first I thought it was my friend, Fourth— 'cause that's our usual scene but I was surprised when he isn't. I nervously observed the guy in front of us, getting conscious of what action he might do.
His aura was also dark, unusual and pain in his eyes is visible too, or was it just because of my tolerance that made me see those?
But thank goodness he arrived! Finally, this man beside me might lose his grip already.
"Oh, Dark?" the man called like as if he knew this man in front of us. "Wala namang agawan ng chicks, bro—" the guy didn't even finished his sentence because the other man already punched him. The guy pursed his lips in disbelief of the man's punch.
"Gago mo," he cursed at the pervert.
"Damn! What's your problem, Dude?" Kurt said while holding his patience and lips, bleeding because of the sudden attack of Dark? That's his name, right?
I felt that his punch was painful. I even heard a cracking sound from Kurt's jaw. That's how strong his force was that even my lips parted out of shock. He's... too eager.
"The problem here is you! Tangina, at nagtanong ka pa!" I even shouted on to him but he focused on Dark instead. He didn't care about my statement because he was too irritated with the punch he experienced a while ago.
E' siya naman 'yung may kasalanan no'n. Gago siya e'.
"The lady said stop. Which part of that can't you understand? O sadyang tarantado ka lang para magbingi-bingihan?!" he fired.
It was mesmerizing seeing a stranger care for me like this—o baka hindi lang talaga ako sanay.
"Leave this fucking bar before I lose my temper, fucker! At 'wag na 'wag kang magpapakita sa 'kin ulit, baka masira ko na 'yung bungo mo sa susunod," he sounded so serious that even I got scared.
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Reminiscing The Blueprints (COMPLETED)
RomanceCassandra Lyr Levister is a student of architecture who loves to be free once in a while. With her traumatic past bugging her from time to time, she'll meet the man of her unveiled reality, Dark Jacob Sarmiento. A man who's still chained from the m...