Provoked

1. Departure

" Sometimes, The best revenge is to smile and move on "

Lisa POV,

The dance floor was bright with blue and green laser beams flashing from the rotating lights in the ceiling. The club was packed with teens and hot chicks dancing to the DJ's music. I didn't control myself and started spinning over my heels. I can feel burning eyes on me in need of having this valuable body. I was wearing compact tight dress showing my curves and tiny waist.

Movement of my heels synced accordingly with the music and I can say I was trying to have my shit together from an explosion. Apart from me, I spotted lots of hot girls dancing carelessly. I danced with some stunning ones who made their move on me. I enjoyed this vibe as alcohol does its business on my body.

On the far corner, I saw Bambam drinking continuously not caring about my presence. Neither did I. After a few minutes of relaxing myself I went towards him and took a seat on a stool next to him. He smiled at me and turned his body towards me.

"Are we leaving?" He asked recklessly.

" When you're done." I replied and turned my attention to the bartender to order some drinks.

It's quite bothersome to see teenagers selling themselves to random guys. I wonder why people are going so crazy for lust. Clubs are to relieve stress and make ourselves cheerful to meet the next storm. But some people get it wrong. I can say that for Bambam too.

"You leave. I won't finish it soon" He said bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Don't be late" I said and booked a taxi to reach my apartment.

When I reached my place, I felt my head spinning so fast that any second I may crumble to the floor. I plopped on the couch throwing my stilettos. Slowly my eyelids started closing.

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This hangover took all of my sleep. I couldn't get proper rest last night. I walked groggily towards the living room and saw Bambam eating popcorn.

" How are you living happily" I asked while massaging my head.

" I had breakfast, so go freshen up and eat " He said while chewing. I retraced my path to my bedroom.

After a good shower, I ate what he cooked. I can say he is a good chef compared to me. I never cooked from my young age and still failing to cook primary ones.

"You should eat fast, we got a lot to discuss" he said and went out of the dining. I slowly finished mine and placed all the dishes in the sink.

I grabbed my smartphone to check on some updates. He was sitting next to me and watching some American comedy shows. I bet he is the only one watching such type of shows in Thailand. He always wanted to travel to New York and have his own life. He gets prisoned by his parents with me. That's why we were living together.

After scrolling uselessly over the feed, I tossed my phone to the desk near me and turned my attention towards him.

"What's up?" I spoke while picking a few chips he was holding.

"The tickets are ready". That took me off guard.

"Bastard, why didn't you say earlier?" I nudged his shoulder in happiness.

"Arrived Morning" I can feel the glint of pleasure in him.

"That's it, I am gonna go pack my things" I stood up not interested in further leisure talk.

"You should make it fast since you got flight tomorrow." He said and walked past me towards my room.

"Total shit." I complained to myself and followed him.