Breathless
234 Words
Chapter 2
Ali, get a grip – I roughly whispered. She was drunk and that didnt discount her behaviour.
She tumbled to the dance floor. She had a weird way to get my attention. I tried to drag her out.
She pulled me to the floor, arms tightly wrapped on my neck.
I tried freeing myself, it seemed hopeless. If only I could give in, if only.
She smelled so good, I could feel myself aroused - desires.
Her juicy lips pouted in complain and I flipped knowing what she was doing in guise of being drunk.
She was a mess....
Her nails dug into my back. Reminding me that one night I almost lost it.
God I needed her, actually I loved her. She broke my heart when she chose my best friend.
She knew what I felt, still she played around. If only my blinded by love friend knew.
Finally I dumped her on him and told him – Sid, take care of what is yours.
I quickly left.
Damn I needed a cold shower or something hard to drink.
I knew eyes were on me. I cared less.
I didn’t turn back to see how she was, hell with her…
I felt like s**t.
Guilty! Real guilty of how I felt that moment with her arms around me…
I couldn’t betray my friend, who was like a little brother to me. I needed air…
I felt as if someone was squeezing my lungs...
If I could scream out..
I rushed out.
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