Chapter Eight, Part Two

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(Sylvia's POV)

I mean I did really miss Dallas. He
made me feel a certain way and I liked it. I wanted him back. I got off his shoulder and looked at him. I moved his hair out of his face and he pulled back. I looked at Buck.

"Another drink please?" I asked. He rolled his eyes.
"Fine." He hissed. I knew Buck hated me and I hated him so it was fine. But I was getting Dallas back tonight. He'd be mine in the morning.

Buck handed me the drink. Dallas was still turned around and Buck walked away. No one else was looking so I roofied his drink. I was getting him, no one was stopping me.

"Here you go baby." I handed him the drink.
"Sylvia we're over okay?" Dallas took a sip of the drink. I smiled a little but hid it.
"Okay... but can we at least hang out as friends for tonight?" I pleaded.
"Fine." Dally got up and walked to the pool table. I followed him.

Bucks was dead tonight so only Dal, Buck, me, and a few other people were there. We were about to start a pool game when I saw him start stumbling a little.

I smiled and pretended to drop a pool ball in front of him. I bent down to pick it up, I thought he was checking me out.
But when I looked up he was looking out the window and holding his head.

"I guess I had too much to drink." Dal looked a little concerned and tired.
"Okay well then let's put you to bed." I took his hand and led him upstairs to his room.

As soon as I got him in his room I locked the door. He sat on his bed and I walked over. I kissed him and slowly pushed him back on his bed. He tried to pull away but I put more force into it so he couldn't. Slowly Dal sunk into our kiss and I pulled off his shirt.

(Dallas's POV)

I couldn't think. There was a pounding in my head and I could barely see. Then out of no where Sylvia started kissing me. She laid me back on my bed and I tried to pull away, but she only came back harder and stuck her tongue in my mouth.

I couldn't stop thinking about...never-mind. Then I thought, I'm Dallas Winston trying to pass up a one night stand? Uh no. I have a reputation to keep up.

I picked up As- SYLVIA! I meant Sylvia! God what am I thinking. I spun her around now so I was over her before I pulled away.

"No Syl." I picked up the drink from earlier and took another sip. I actually just swallowed it down before it got dark and I heard Sylvia shush me and lay me back on the bed. Darkness overcame me and I fell asleep.

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