AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Almost all the girls are in the pool, flicking their hair over their shoulders and pushing their bikini-clad chests out as if it's meant to entice me. The old me would have lapped that shit up. He'd have been right in the middle, much like Ashton and Brandon are right now, taking everything they were offering.
But I'm no longer him, and the only girl I see is the one on the other side of the pool, sitting astride Cade.
Her in that position drags up images I really don't need. Scrubbing my hand down my face, I try to force them out and focus my attention elsewhere.
Sasha is sitting beside the two of them, looking about as miserable as I feel. She's sucking on a straw, quickly swallowing down whatever cocktail she has, and when I look to the table beside her, I find it full of empty glasses. She's going to regret this in the morning.
Mind you, as I twist the cap of the bottle in my hand and lift it to my lips, so might I.
As the day drags on, the drinks get stronger and the party becomes wilder. We've already been forced to witness Ashton fuck some girl in the pool, one of the many reasons I'm refusing to dive into the thing. He's now got a different girl up against the side of the house. That guy has no fucking shame.
I have no idea who all the girls are. Aside from Brook, I don't think I've ever seen most of them before. But clearly, they all know who I am, and they're more than willing to give me whatever I want.
Not fucking interested.
Watching Sasha as she gets up and stumbles away from her lounger, I sit forward.
"She's fucking wasted," Channing points out, although it's not necessary. "If any fucker touches her…" he growls.
I look to Mia, and my heart drops into my stomach. Cade has her backed up against the side of the pool. His lips are attached to her neck, and she's got her head thrown back in pleasure. Fuck knows what he's doing under the water, and frankly, I don't want to know.
"I'll go." I nod toward where Sasha is trying to get through the door and into the house and take off.
I wrap my hand around her waist when I get to her and she startles. "Sorry, wrong Electi," I say sadly. "You look like you could use some help though."
She twists to stare into my eyes. Her pupils are blown, and I crave the emptiness she's currently experiencing. Although, when she speaks, I wonder if she's actually been able to forget anything with her high.
"You know."
"Yeah, Sash. Come on, before you faceplant on the floor."
"I need… I need my room."
"Okay." Sweeping her up in my arms, I carry her up the stairs, my own legs feeling a little weak from all the vodka.
The second I put her back on her feet, she rushes to her nightstand. My brows pull together as I watch her. I was kinda expecting her to go to the bathroom.
"Don't tell him," she barks the second my eyes land on a small tin in her hands.
Walking over, I take in the contents. My mouth waters and my body aches for the high. "Make it worth my while." My eyes hold hers for a beat before she looks down, plucks two little white pills from the tin, and passes them
over.
I don't bother asking her what they are as I throw them back. Right now, I don't give a shit. I just need… I need it all to go away.
She follows my action with two pills of her own before walking over to the window and staring down at the pool below. "I hate my life," she mutters.
We can't see Channing from here, but I've got a full view of the couple I don't need to watch. Only this time, it's not just the two of them. There's a topless brunette with her hands in Cade's hair. His hands are on her tits but his mouth is still on Mia's.
"Motherfucker," I growl.
"That's nothing. He's high. It makes him worse."
"He can't… I need…" Anger confuses my thoughts.
"No, you can't. You need to let her deal with this. You've got to trust that she knows what she's doing."
"How can she deal with that cunt?"
