The Scars Of Us

CHAPTER 19

JAX

I felt irritated by how loud the music was and how deep the bass seem to shake everything, making my headache worse. I sipped my drink while sitting in the corner. I was surprised that I wasn't in the mood to party. I'm usually always in the mood to do something crazy. That's what I was known for. But not now, I guess I used parties and girls as an escape. Now all I think about it Milly.

I groaned. I didn't feel like being here but Lucas insisted on me coming. I just felt like driving somewhere alone with my music. But I knew I'd get into trouble that way.

I knew that Milly came home today. I considered going to see her, but decided not to. I thought I should let her settle into her room and recover from her trip before bombarding her with an intense conversation.

I've been sitting in the corner of the room for a while now, glaring at any female that was giving me suggestive stares. There were a lot of pretty girls here, but I automatically compared them to Milly and they'd fall short compared to her in every way I could think of.

I look over at the bar and saw Lucas was there doing some crazy tricks for his guests. He said he'd been texting this girl for a couple of days and invited her and her friend tonight. I hope he didn't expect me to entertain her friend.

Yet again another Spanish song comes on. What kind of playlist did Lucas make? All he's been blasting is spanish party songs or Spanish themed songs.

I looked at the time. I'm gonna leave after this drink because I can't take it anymore of this. I sipped my drink, I got up and moved to the bar. Lucas caught eyes with me and nods, "What's up man, you want a drink?"

I shook my head, "Imma head out soon."

Lucas frowned, "No! You gotta stay! I want you to meet the girl I've been after."

I sighed, "Sorry man, maybe another time. I ain't feeling too good."

"What're you mean you ain't feeling too good? You're always down for a good party and you know that my parties are your favourites."

That is true. He got me there, "I gotta wake up early for training tomorrow morning anyway."

Lucas rolls his eyes, "Whatever man," His eyes look over my shoulder and then he smiles at me mischievously, "I put your jacket in the hall closet by the way."

I frowned, "I left it under the bar."

Lucas kept smiling, "Well I moved it."

I groaned, I didn't feel like asking him what dumb thing he did. For someone a couple of years older than me, I feel like I can be the more mature one sometimes.

I went over to the closet and my jacket was no where in sight, "What the fuck."What was Lucas playing at.

I growled and slammed the closet shut. I turned to head toward the bar, but I froze. I blinked a couple of times to see if this was real, "Holy shit." I breathed out in shock.

Milly was standing at the bar next to Heather who was talking to Lucas. Wait Heather was the girl Lucas has been texting?

My eyes were completely and utterly fixated on Milly. She looked sexy as hell. She was wearing a short, tight and red velvet dress the hugged her delicious figure. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back in beautiful shiny waves. My eyes run down her body. I felt myself become out of breath when I saw her strappy black heels. My mind wondered off and I imagined what they would look like wrapped around my waist.