Emberly
Asher successfully dragged me out of the house, with mother nagging me to follow him.
I sat in the VIP room of the club with Asher and his friends, the leather couch was cold beneath my thighs, crystal bottles lined up on the table like trophies. They were laced so that we could feel the effect of the alcohol. Enough to make you forget the problems you had, even if it was for an hour.
Yet I still wasn’t feeling it and wished to be at home and stuck in my bed.
Asher leaned in, his fingers sliding through mine, tugging gently. “Come dance with me.”
I didn’t move.
The girls around us were already on their feet, laughing, bodies swaying like they had something worth celebrating. I stared at the table instead. Refusing to move from where I sat, despite him standing up.
“I don’t f
