Hold On

Chapter One

She was one to always define herself as lonely another word she'd use as often was empty although, she new how to mask her emotions so well no one would question her. She would divulge in others rather than be reminded that she was alone and empty. She is the kinda girl that would rather help a stranger than to be caught alone remembering her life memory by memory. Her life was like a a tragic book that just never seemed to come to an end. Sounds kind of desperate right, well that was another thing she was desperate. She wasn't desperate for love but rather for success, and power.

As Haley looked out the window of what felt like a 4x4 apartment she feeling desperate to just go and live life, do something crazy for once, hell the only crazy thing she'd done was try to work three jobs in one day. At 25 years she didn't know what it really felt to be loved, touched by someone who worshiped her; who worshiped you body, her soul, and her spirit. She craved that human touch that made you want to forget everything and everyone.

She never really understood life, what it had in store for her, or even why she lived and they didn't? Why had God chosen to her to live this lonely, miserable life

She walked to her bed and grabbed her phone debating weather to call him or not. Would he want to go with her tonight. She had to pay her rent next week and already she had divide into the rent money to buy groceries yesterday.

"Ah, screw it might as well." She said dialing his number. She waited as it rang once, rand twice,and on the third ring he picked up.

"Hey, Darlin' whats going on" the sound of his thick raspy voice made it to my side of the phone.

"Hey Diego just wanted to see if maybe you wanted to go out and do something." I asked well walking to my closet and sorting through the dresses that were hung.

"What, little 'Miss I ain't got time for no one' wants to go out." he replied.

He secretly thought the she was joking their had been other time were she has called him stating she wanted a night out on the town but she would always back out on this. He learned not to tease her about it because he'd found that it would discourage her or scare her. The last thing he wanted was to scare he, he loved her.

They've been best friends since she moved her to Delaware, about three years ago, but ever since she spilled that coffee on his shirt during rush hour on the corner of Birdlane and O'Hara street he could bare to ever leave her alone again. She was running late for her job at the library practically jogging down the street when she knocked right into Diego. He had been in love with her from the moment he'd seen; the way her messy hair was sprawled all over her face, a little bead of sweat coming down her forehead. He saw all he imperfections as perfections. Course he never had the opportunity to tell he that because as soon as they meet he had mistakenly established their relationships as friends when he never wanted to be her friend. He quickly got up to speed with the fact that she was damaged some how and that made him lover even more.

"What's the occasion?" he asked, he never really needed an excuse to want to be around but it never hurt to have one.

"Does there have to be one? Come I heard the great new bar just opened on Bourbon St. I thought we could check it out. What do you say?" she was already getting dress when he agreed. He told her he'd be at her apartment in half an hour allowing her to finish getting ready.

She was gathering her things inside her purse when she heard the door bell ring she made her way to the door opening it reveling Diego on the other side of the door.

"Darlin', you ready to go" He was leaning against the door. She knew that he was handsome, but she never saw him as anything more than a brother and she didn't real understand why. she pulled him in for a hug smelling the cologne she had bought him the first Christmas they'd spent together it was sweet yet, had this manly smell that she so much loved.

"Yeah, lets get out of here." she gabbed his hand and pulled him in the direction of the stairs.

As they made there was to the club the song Prefect by Ed Sheen had began to play she couldn't believe she was actually out doing something other than working.

"I'm surprised you actually cam out. I had even prepared DVD's in case you bailed" He said as he focused on the rod. In all honesty he felt a little bad for what he said she was a hard work, working day in and days out. It was another one of the many reasons he loved her.

"I needed to I think I was going clinically insane in side those walls. I want to do something crazy tonight, something that will change my aspect on life." she replied to the boy.

"I don't know those are pretty big expectation for one night." he had pulled into the valet and handed the man his keys. He made his way around his car to the other side and opened the door for her.

"No sense, anything is possible." She replied loud enough for his to hear what she's said.

As they both walked in the bar she could feel the change in the atmosphere, the music, the people, and even the smell. The smell when from fine Delaware air to musty, alcoholic, and vomit smell and for some reason it gave her comfort.

She walked toward the bar with Diego by her side he yelled at the bartender and he ordered for both of them. She was looking around when she caught the eye of a dark hair brooding man. She made direct eye contact with him and it brought shivers all through her body; his eyes were almond shaped and downward yet his nose was a little bigger. She studied him the way he brought his drink up to his pink lips they way his eyes narrowed when he looked at her, his smirk when she tried looking way only to find herself looking at him again. Although when she did manage to turn away she could still feel the target she had on back the same one that was being created with his starring.

She turned back giving her attention back to Diego it has been forever since she had been in one of these places. She took her beer and brought it her lips chugging it.

"So how does it feel, uh to be out and about in the world." she leaned into him able to hear him better over the music. Diego was the kind of person she could always count of to make her smile or make feel better if she was having an extremely shitty day.

"Honestly, good I want to forget who I am tonight in all seriousness I want to get s**t faces." She hadn't felt this sense of freedom for a long time, but tonight she was going to let go of everything not matter what it was. All her life she had do the right thing, say the right thing, and be the right thing but tonight she will whatever she wants to be.

"Amen, to that God it feels good to see this side of lets dance, yeah." she nodded her head as we continued drink. After about an hour they were laughing about all he stories they were telling each other all the good memories they had. He wanted her to remember that being out it fun and that there was no shame in her having fun. In fact it was always something he encourages for her. They were both way beyond their limits when he noticed someone walking toward them.

"Looks, like you caught someones attention." she took her attention off her beer and looked at the person he was pointing to. The same man as before was starring at her.

She looked back at him, "I don't know he looks-intense." She said looking back at Diego.

"Oh, come one you could I don't know just give him a fake name or something, oh my God." she looked at him in worry.

"What-whats wrong." She asked him, but before she could get the answer from him she felt a tap on her right shoulder.

"Hi, I noticed you from across the bar would you like to dance?" he asked her. She looked at Diego then at the man standing in front of her. He extended his hand toward her and she took it the something felt off when she was around this man although she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Deep down this was what she wanted, a stranger that she will never see again. Someone whom she didn't have to worry about pleasing all the time. She turned to look at him with a hint of danger and excitement slow teasing him.

"So, are you in town for business or pleasure?" She asked him well he lead her to the dance floor.

"Can't I be here for both." he replied.He could feel the way she tensed up when he touched her. All he really wanted was to screw someone his meeting here didn't go as planed and he need an outlet badly, and this goddess in front of him would do just fine. The smell of coconut filled his nostrils he inhaled deeply determine to store that scent in his memory. Allowing him to coinciding it with the actually smell of coconut so that way every time he smell it he would think about her and never forget.

Haley looked back at at Diego and he was talking to some brunette haired girl. I was glad that he was enjoying himself as well. I felt the strangers hands wrap around my waist pulling me toward him until my back touched his chest. She smile at the feel of his body.

"What are you worried about your little boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend" She replied turning around and wrapping her hands around his neck.

"Good, because I'm not planning on sharing you tonight." As the night went on and on they drank till their hearts content. He didn't know her name and she didn't know his. They danced until the desperation for one another was far more greater than they could share. He noticed the man that had come with her would steal glances at them when he thought she wasn't looking.

How pathetic he thought a man that glares from afar. He knew that their was nothing worst than a man who would rather stare at her rather than f**k her senseless.

The more he dance with her the more he craved her, her body, her touch. He wanted to f**k her till she couldn't stand, making her moan in desperation of an orgasm. What he wanted most was her sweet, sweet lips on his pulsing erection. The more he saw her body move the more he knew he had to have her. Never in all his 30 years had he been so desperate to kiss a women this women in front of him felt glorious. He already imagine her in position ready for his big member to enter her wet folds begging him to allow her the sweet release he holds in his hands. If their was anything he loved more it was s*x, taking his time with them making them realize that he holds all the power during that time. But, for some reason he didn't feel this way with her. Nope, he felt like she was the one who had all the power right this minuet he would be her to let him touch. Beg her to allow him to pleasure her to the fullest and that was what he intended to do tonight.

The night went forth he began to limit her alcohol consumption he didn't want her passing out on him. Not when he had a very beautiful night planned for them. A night filled with passionate moans, howls like those of a mighty powerful wolf, he needed her sober for what was about to happen between them so she will never forget the night he was about to give her.

"How about we get out of here?' he whispered in her ear the sound of seduction dripping off the every word he said to her.

"I think that, it the best idea you've had all day Sir" he gave her a smirk before pulling her out of the bar and into a cab.

Little did he know she was about to give him more than a night of undeniable pleasure but that they'd be bonded forever.

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