The Taste Of Desire Betrayal And Love {book one} under editig(old)

Chapter seven {Us vs. Preston}

Chapter Seven    {Why is their always a fight in a night club}

Well, it was 11.50 and we were still drinking away, you could say we were completely wasted. I could still be aware of what’s going on, and just about walking when we can no longer walk we will give up. I went to go and get the cocktails.

“Is matt around?” I asked the pretty female barmaid.

“No sorry hun, he’s on break. Would you like me to call him?”

“No! its fine thanks. Could I just have three cocktail’s of the day please?” I asked, “Yeah sure, coming right up!” As she was preparing them, Roxy came up and so did Brook, but she was with the girl she was chatting to earlier.

“Sam this is Alexi!” I put my hand out to shake hers.

“Hi, I’m Sam nice to meet you!” I said with a smile likewise, “Cocktail?” I asked her.

She gave a smile, “Please.”

“Cool. Go grab a table I'll bring them over!” The three of them walked of to find us a table.

The barmaid gave me the drinks.

“Sorry, could I have one more?”

“Sure hold on!” She came back with them and a tray.

I went to pay her, but a hand pulled mine away.

“I’ll get these love.” He said to the barmaid.

“No thanks Preston, I can get my own!” I gave the barmaid the twenty pound note that Matt didn’t take, and handed me my change, which I put in my purse.

I went to walk off but Preston took the tray and slammed it on the table, and pulled my arm to face him.

“How the hell dare you show me up like that. Who the hell do you think you are?”

“I’m a nobody that concerns you!” I spat.

“And I told you to stay the hell away from me. And I told you not until I say it’s over. Now do you understand me?” I shoved him as his grip was getting tighter around my arm.

“Preston your hurting me!”

“Tough! Look at yourself, drunk as hell and you were all over that barman. He defiantly wanted your snatch and I bet he’ll get it to!” I yanked my arm back, “It's none of your god-damn business what I get up to, and I’m not the kind of person to sleep about, unlike you with my sister. You don’t own me and I don’t belong to you any more after what you done!” I spat.

“Dance with me and I’ll explain love.” He said so calmly, that not even butter wouldn’t melt on his tongue.

“No, I prefer not to. Please would you just go and leave me alone!” He pulled me in so tight to him.

“No is not an option, and you will do as I say or else, at least accept a drink from me as an apology?” I managed to get some strength and push him of me.

“Get away!” I screamed at him, but he grabbed my other arm and tried to pull me out of the club.

“Your coming home with me you pathetic thing!” I almost tripped, weather it was the drink or Preston, but I grabbed hold of a table and it almost hit some guys back as he was standing with his back to us, but he turned around.

“I’m so sorry.” I said, but Preston wouldn’t let me finish my sentence as he went to pull me, but I yelped out in pain.

I think he broke my wrist as it hurt like hell.