I don’t have a choice.
It’s then that I notice the club is deathly silent and even Will has come out to see what’s happening, my eyes travel around the club as I look at all the people that now make up my life.
Sophie is now stood in front of the bar directly below me, back at the table Matt and Tucker are in a deep hushed discussion but keeping one eye on me and Andrew. Matt looks panicked, Tucker’s frowning. It’s then I notice Matt has his hand wrapped around Tuckers arm. I turn back to the crowd and raise my mic again.
“Sorry guys, I’m not allowed to do the bet I want to do” I pout into the mic causing a few groans and protests even though they don’t know what the bet was.
“I’m sure we can think of something else” Andrew assures everyone.
“Nothing as fun as mine though” I mutter trying not to look back at Matt and Tucker.
My foot hits something and I look down to find the tray of shots I won, I bend down to pick them up and Andrew holds it for me as I take the shots in sync with the crowd yelling numbers. I hear my name and turn to see Andrew bending down talking to Sophie. He’s no doubt telling her about my bet. The traitor.
All I want is to forget, with the hope that being with someone will finally erase the physical memory finally that has kept me up too many nights to count, even though it never worked before, maybe it has to be with someone I already know.
“Hey Luce?” I call in to the mic “Those questions I got asked earlier I don’t have to stick to them do I?” I ask but all I get is a confused look from her. “If I answered no to a question or two of them actually… I can change my mind right?” I explain, she nods at me.
I quickly chance a look down at Sophie and Andrew to see if they are watching me but they are still deep in conversation, so I pull out my phone and dial my last chance at forgetting.
“Hello” the familiar husky voice greets my ear making me smile.
“Hey, where are you?”
“At home, why where are you?”
“At the club, what are you doing later?”
“Are you drunk?” he asks. I didn’t realize I was slurring. Turning and gesturing for Zack to get me a glass of water. I turn my attention back to my phone
“No, not really anyway” I laugh into the phone
“Am I missing a good night out?” He laughs with me
“You are, we’re celebrating my birthday but Andrew wont let me have any fun” I whine
“It’s your birthday?” he asks sounding surprised.
“It is” I confirm
“I would have given you something if I knew”
“I can think of a thing or two that I want” I purr into the phone. I had no idea I was so good at being slutty, I frown as I realize that.
“Where are you staying tonight?” he asks lowering his voice.
“Umm not sure, hold on” I pull the phone away from my ear and lift the mic “Matt, are you and Sophie staying over mine tonight?” I ask
“Umm I think so” he calls back.
“Shit” I say forgetting the mic is in my hands and making a few people chuckle but Matt and Tucker just frown at me.
“I have people staying at mine tonight” I reply into the phone forgetting the mic again until I hear the cheers from the crowd, I quickly put the mic down and turn around to collect my glass of water.
“You can come over mine, do you want me to pick you up from the club?” he asks but before I get a chance to reply the phone is taken out of my hand, I look around and see Andrew holding it to his ear talking to his brother glaring at me.
I drain my glass and glare back at him for ruining my plans.
“What’s going on Brooke? I’ve never seen you like this before. What’s happened?” Andrew says in my ear and pockets my phone.
“A lot of shit has happened Andrew, now give me my phone back” I snap at him fed up of everyone trying to control what I do.
“You can have it back in the morning” he promises kissing my cheek. “So we thought of a bet yet?” he asks the crowd and passes me my mic.
Jean-Marie Blas de Robles