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“I think we’re worse. Remember all the times Jason has had to yell at us for being too loud?”
He tilts his head to the side. “You mean when you were being too loud?”
“It wasn’t me making the headboard bang against the wall.” I reply, slapping his chest lightly.
“Okay, I’ll give you that. It was like 70% you and 30% me.”
Rolling my eyes playfully, I reach up to give him a kiss – not one as… graphic as Emily’s, but enough to satisfy him.
“I’m parched.” I complain, holding my hand against my throat.
Holden smiles. “I’ll go get us something to drink.” He grabs Brandon’s arm and forcefully pulls him from Em. “Let’s go Romeo, you’re coming with me before you two end up fucking in public.”
Emily and I laugh as he pulls away her pouting boyfriend. The two of us don’t want to look awkward standing still in a sea full of people dancing, so we do what we do best. Lacing our fingers together, we start to move. Honestly, I think the last time I danced with Em was during prom, and that was almost two years ago.
Suddenly, a man comes up behind me and tries to put his hands on my hips. Immediately noticing the look on Emily’s face, and feeling the gruffness of his hands, I know he isn’t Holden. I step forward, attempting to remove myself from him, but he stays close.
“Please stop. I don’t want to dance with you.” I turn until I’m on the other side of Emily. Unfortunately, he follows.
“Come on baby. We can have a good time.” His breath reeks of alcohol and I need to back away before I vomit.
“No, really. I’m not interested.”
The man goes to grab my hand, but my eyes widen as I see Holden approaching – his face beat red in anger and his fist already balled up.
“Hey!” He yells.
“Holden, don’t!” I try, but it’s too late.
As soon as the man turns around, Holden swings a right hook full force into the side of his face. I don’t know if it has anything to do with the alcohol, or if he was really hit that hard, but he instantly collapses to the ground. Watching him for movement but seeing there isn’t any, I know I need to get Holden out of there. Pissed off, I grab my boyfriend’s wrist and pull him over to somewhere quieter.
“What the fuck did you do that for?!” I shout.
His eyes narrow in disbelief. “Are you kidding me? He put his hands on you! And the way he was looking at you, he’s lucky that’s all I did.”
“He was drunk, Holden! I had it handled, and you can’t go around punching every guy that looks at me!”
“Why the hell not?!”
“Because it’s suffocating!” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I know I messed up. Holden’s expression goes from infuriated to broken, only to be masked again by exasperation.
He takes a step back and nods. “You think I’m suffocating? Fine. Have all the fucking breathing room you want.” Turning around, he starts to walk away.
“No. That’s not what I meant.” I exclaim, but he doesn’t stop. “Holden!”
As I watch my boyfriend leave me in this bar in the middle of Cabo, the feeling of betrayal inside of me increases. He literally just left me here, without a care in the world of what could happen to me being all alone in this place. Well, fuck him. If he wants to abandon me here, I’m going to enjoy myself.
“Hey, is everything okay?” Brandon asks. “Where’d H go?”
I throw my hands up. “The hell if I know. We had an argument and he left.”
He groans. “I’ll go find him.”
Brandon walks away and Emily steps next to me. “Are you alright?”
“I need a fucking drink.”
A COUPLE HOURS LATER, I’ve lost track of the number of beverages I’ve cons
